Chapter 2840 — The Familiar Stranger
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Chief, come back!" Zhao Qilei panicked. Dongfang Bushu had been just like this before. In any ordinary place, it would not matter much if Wei Zhao went mad and ran—there was no danger—but this place was different. This was the Five Fiends Wilderness, teeming with spirit beasts; one careless step and he could run right into one. Zhao Qilei was frantic with worry that Wei Zhao would end up like Dongfang Bushu!
Yet Wei Zhao turned a deaf ear to his calls, running back and forth across the Five Fiends Wilderness. He did not go far, though—just circling not far off. Even so, Zhao Qilei and the others were beside themselves with anxiety!
There were no spirit beasts nearby at the moment, but that did not mean none would pass by soon. If a spirit beast suddenly appeared, Wei Zhao would be in mortal danger!
Feng Shihua, Li Ciba, Ge Xian, and Zhao Qilei all had their attention fixed on Wei Zhao, while Zhang Naipao quietly slipped a Qi-Returning Pill into his mouth to swiftly restore his physical strength and true qi.
Of course, the Qi-Returning Pill was one of those elixirs whose formula had long been lost—priceless beyond measure. Zhang Naipao would not use one unless absolutely necessary. But now that Demon Eight, his guardian, was no longer at his side, he dared not be careless, fearing that once Feng Shihua and the others came to their senses they would turn on him. That was why Zhang Naipao had swallowed a Qi-Returning Pill.
"Zhang Naipao, what on earth did you do to Chief Wei Zhao?" Zhao Qilei was frantic. Wei Zhao had treated him well—brought him along to the trial, given him the map to the safe zone. He was grateful for all of it, and now that Zhang Naipao had reduced Wei Zhao to this state, of course he was anxious.
"Nothing much—he just entered an illusion of his own accord. If you want to know what happened to him, I can let you try it too," Zhang Naipao said flatly. In truth, the strength and true qi he had recovered were not yet enough to unleash the Infernal Yin Demon Fist even once, but he could already circulate the mental method and oral formulas of the Thorn Divine Art, so Zhang Naipao had nothing to fear and was bluffing Zhao Qilei.
Zhao Qilei's face stiffened, and he dared not say another word, though his face was filled with fury—daring to rage, yet not to speak.
"An illusion? Now I remember!" Feng Shihua suddenly slapped his own head and said, "I know what the Infernal Yin Demon Fist is about!"
"Oh? What is it about?" Li Ciba, Ge Xian, and Zhao Qilei asked in unison.
Zhang Naipao also looked at Feng Shihua in some surprise, never expecting that he had actually heard of the Infernal Yin Demon Fist.
"My cousin cultivates the Heaven-Defying Divine Art, so I have some understanding of certain peerless divine arts from ancient times. I read in an ancient text that the Infernal Yin Demon Fist is one of those peerless ancient divine arts, and an exceedingly bizarre one at that!" Feng Shihua said. "Earlier, the name seemed somewhat familiar to me, but now, seeing what happened to Dongfang Bushu and Brother Lin, I recall the effects of this peerless divine art..."