Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

1He did not expect that there would be so many people who had set their eyes on the thousand-year Snow Ginseng. Count Blood, Blood Clan's second strongest, mutated human, legendary beastman, to be able to turn into a beastman, to become powerful, there was no need to even mention the fact that these were the top experts abroad.    

    

However, it was Ling Feng's first time hearing that there would be so many top cultivators abroad, and it seemed very complicated. Although Ling Feng didn't fight against the big countries, he was very interested. Ling Feng asked: "Who was the one leading them?"    

    

"We found an old man in the town. It's said that he used to be a hunter, so he has a lot of reputation." Atasa was shocked when she heard Ata's words. She seemed to know who it was and her face instantly turned pale.    

    

"I've said everything I should say. You should keep your promise and let me go." Ling Feng didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, a black flame landed on the man's body. In an instant, the man turned into ashes, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth.    

    

Atasa was extremely shocked. She was even more certain that the man in front of her was the devil incarnate, because he was using the devil's methods. Fortunately, she had not provoked him before, or else, the man in fire would be her own fate.    

    

"Atasa, do you know who the guide is now?" Ling Feng asked. He had noticed that Atasa's expression wasn't right, so he asked.    

    

"If I'm not wrong, they're probably talking about my grandfather. I need to hurry back and take a look." Atasa said worriedly, so the two of them left the bar together and went to Atasa's maternal grandfather's house.    

    

After about ten minutes, the two of them arrived at Atasa's grandfather's house. He was once the most powerful hunter in the town, and it was said that only he knew of the road to Valley of Ice.    

    

"Grandfather, grandfather."    

    

Atasa yelled, but no one spoke. In the empty room, there was no one, even the stove was extinguished. There was a puddle of frozen red blood on the floor.    

    

After Atasa saw them, her entire body trembled. She said in a very sad and angry voice, "They actually killed my grandfather. They are demons. I want to kill them." "To avenge Grandfather."    

    

"Your rented father isn't dead. There's no corpse here. Your grandfather was probably taken by them to lead the way." Ling Feng said lightly.    

    

After all, only his grandfather knew the path to Valley of Ice. They would not easily kill his grandfather, so even if they did kill him, they would have to wait until he took a detour.    

    

"Then what should we do now?" He could only rely on Ling Feng right now. Although he was instructing his grandfather not to die, as they could still be of use to him, if Grandfather took them to find Valley of Ice, they would probably kill him.    

    

"Of course we are heading towards the Valley of Ice. That thousand year old Snow Ginseng is mine, how can I let them take it away?" Ling Feng said indifferently. The things that Sword Emperor had his eyes on, others could not take away.    

    

"I'll go with you, but you have to save my grandfather, so count me as begging you." After Atasa finished her sentence, her tears flowed down as she looked pleadingly at Ling Feng.    

    

"Alright."    

    

Ling Feng nodded and said. He did not reject Atasha.    

    

"When I was young, Grandfather brought me there once, so I knew of a shortcut that could be used to get there quickly. Grandfather definitely would not take them on that path." Atasha said.    

    

He didn't tell Ling Feng that his grandfather was not only the town's hunter, but also the guardian of the entrance to the Valley of Ice. He was able to communicate with the Snowman Clan and had always lived in the little town because he was afraid that someone would suddenly break into the Valley of Ice and disturb the snowman, or even endanger the snowman.    

    

The more they drive, the better. Outside of the small town, wind and snow were mixed in, and it looked so white that one could only see things within a few meters of them. A team of more than 20 people was moving forward in the snow. The leader of the team was an old man, who was also the legendary Huo Falao.