Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 313: Retreat

"Boy, don't hurt him! As long as you can let him go, I can guarantee that you will leave the village safely." Seeing the tense situation, Shen Hao shouted loudly.

"Hmph, since it's Chief Shen himself who has spoken, then his words must be binding. However, our safety now depends entirely on you, my second brother. I hope you won't do anything irrational!

Otherwise... hehe, the consequences might not be what you want to see. By the way, Village Chief Shen, shouldn't you also quickly ask your brothers to make way for us? " Wu Ming said as he tightly gripped Gao Mingyuan's neck, his eyes always vigilantly staring at his surroundings.

At this moment, Gao Mingyuan, who had been held hostage by Wu Ming and unable to move, suddenly cursed viciously: "You little bastard, I, Gao Mingyuan, am not the kind of person who is afraid of death! If you have the guts, just try it. I don't think you have the guts! If we really start fighting, neither of you will leave this stronghold alive today!"

However, facing such a fierce threat from Gao Mingyuan, Wu Ming remained calm and didn't even frown.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind secretly channeling his spiritual awareness. In an instant, the long sword that had been clashing fiercely in the air flew back into his hand, as if summoned. Then, Wu Ming raised the long sword without hesitation, poised to stab Gao Mingyuan.

"Chief Gao is indeed a man of iron will! But don't worry, I don't want to take your life for the time being. But I can't guarantee that when I take action later, I won't accidentally make you lose arms and legs or all your limbs!" After saying that, Wu Ming showed an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Come on if you've got the guts! If I make a sound, I'll be your grandson from now on!" Gao Mingyuan was still extremely tough, with no intention of backing down.

Shen Hao's face was filled with anxiety. He stared at the gleaming sword in Wu Ming's hand with wide eyes. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to penetrate his second brother's body, Shen Hao shouted anxiously:

"Little brother, please stop immediately! As long as my second brother is safe and sound, I can guarantee that you will be able to leave this place unharmed!"

Hearing this, Wu Ming's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile, and he said loudly: "Haha, in that case, then we'll have to trouble Master Gao to accompany us for a while."

After saying that, he and Zhou Ling beside him held Gao Mingyuan tightly, retreated cautiously step by step, and walked towards the outside of Black Dragon Village.

Along the way, Wu Ming and Zhou Ling didn't dare to relax for even a moment, remaining highly alert and constantly scanning their surroundings. Not far behind them, Shen Hao and a group of Black Dragon Village bandits followed closely behind them, like a haunting ghost.

When the group finally left Black Dragon Village, Shen Hao could no longer suppress his anxiety and shouted, "Two heroes, now that you've left Black Dragon Village, can you please let my second brother go?"

However, Wu Ming did not do as he wished. Instead, he calmly responded, "Don't worry, Chief Shen. It's not that we intend to break our promise, but look around us. The people from your camp are following us with such eager eyes that we are really intimidated. Therefore, we need Chief Gao to accompany us down the mountain."

Hearing this, Shen Hao couldn't help but feel angry. His face darkened and his tone became more impatient. He said in a stern voice: "Do you really want to go back on your word?"

If Gao Mingyuan had not walked with him all the way, and had not gone through countless hardships and dangers together before establishing the Black Dragon Stronghold, and the two of them were as close as brothers, I am afraid that at this moment he would have been unable to suppress his anger and would have attacked angrily!

However, when he saw that the two men in front of him were reluctant to let go of his second brother, his remaining patience began to wear out.

The expression on Shen Hao's face became increasingly gloomy. Wu Ming, who was standing by, naturally saw all of this. He knew that this man had lost his patience. If he continued to hold him hostage like this, he would probably attack him in the next second.

Then, Wu Ming hurriedly said, "Master Shen, it's not difficult for me to let your brother go, but... you need to retreat a full three hundred feet first. Only then can I let your second brother go without worry."

Hearing this, Shen Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze shot straight at Wu Ming like cold lightning, and said in a deep voice:

"Alright! I can agree to your condition. However, if you dare to go back on your word and hurt my brothers in the slightest, then no matter who you are or where you hide, I will not let you go, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and said to the younger brothers behind him: "All of you retreat three hundred feet."

Upon hearing the order from their leader, the bandits of Black Dragon Village immediately sprang into action without hesitation. They retreated swiftly and with great discipline, like a tide, back into the mountain stronghold.

The reason why Shen Hao dared to retreat so boldly for a full three hundred feet was because of his amazingly powerful spiritual ability.

The range of his spiritual awareness could actually extend to an astonishing five hundred feet! Even though he had retreated three hundred feet at this moment, as long as the two enemies made the slightest move, he could launch a fierce attack in an instant, unexpectedly inflicting a heavy blow on them.

So that they can clearly understand that Black Dragon Village is not a place where anyone can come and go as they please.

After the Black Dragon Village bandits had finally retreated a full three hundred feet, Wu Ming's hawk-like eyes fixed on their receding figures. At the same time, he subtly glanced at Zhou Ling beside him. Though the glance was fleeting, the profound meaning it held was undeniable.

Zhou Ling and Wu Ming had a perfect rapport, and he instantly grasped the meaning of the other's eyes. Knowing there was absolutely no room for hesitation or delay, Zhou Ling turned decisively without hesitation.

His figure was like a gust of wind, so fast that people could hardly see his movements, and he was rushing down the mountain.

In an instant, Zhou Ling's figure blended into the dense forest like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared completely. After watching Zhou Ling leave safely, Wu Ming's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

However, just as he was about to turn around and retreat, suddenly, a malicious and vicious threat came into his ears.