"Ahead!" Shi Feng had just collected 1,522 Dark Corpse Army soldiers when his expression suddenly turned solemn. He lifted his head and looked towards the endless horizon of the parched land.
"Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping!" A series of metallic clanging sounds echoed from the distance, one after another.
Shi Feng looked in that direction, the Bloodthirsty Sword appeared in his hand again. Through the Bloodthirsty Sword, Shi Feng sensed the Sacred Sword Fragment, and the source of the metallic sounds was in the same direction.
"Young Master Feng, what's that sound over there?" Xue Wuhen came up beside Shi Feng, looking with him towards the direction of the metallic sounds and asked.
"Perhaps, that sound is some ruckus created by the Corpse Emperor," said Shi Feng. "Let's go! Those who aren't afraid of death, come and see!"
After hearing Shi Feng's words, Xue Wuhen shook his head and then laughed, "Naturally, one would fear death, but since we are already here, we must check it out."
