King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang's expression was grave, his face stern as frost, lowering his voice as if squeezing each word through clenched teeth to remind everyone: "Everyone must be cautious, this terrain is treacherous, like the mouth of a giant beast hidden with countless menacing fangs, potentially lurking with fatal danger."

His voice was deep and serious, carrying an indisputable authority, enveloped in an invisible pressure, weighing heavily on the hearts of the people. Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, their spines tingling, and they instinctively gripped their weapons tightly, palms instantly slick with sweat, which silently trickled through their fingers, "drip, drip," dropping onto the cold ground and sounding exceptionally clear in this silent atmosphere.

Their gazes vigilantly scanned the surroundings, not missing any corner that might harbor danger, their eyes revealing tension and unease. Shi Feiyang, like a steady guide, led everyone carefully along the winding path, each step taken with utmost caution, as if walking on thin ice, afraid to disturb the danger lurking in the shadows.

Shi Feiyang's body was taut, muscles slightly bulging, ready to face any unforeseen circumstances, like a leopard poised to strike, filled with vigilance and strength. With each step, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, emitting a slight "creak" sound.

It was the darkest hour just before dawn.

The surroundings seemed tightly shrouded by a veil of stillness, all sound muted, except for a gentle breeze that caressed the treetops, making a faint rustling, like the ancient passage of time murmuring secrets long sealed away.

The sound of the wind echoed through the canyon, emitting a light "woo woo" sound, as if some creature hidden in the darkness was growling softly, sending shivers down spines. Shi Feiyang and his party, aided by sparse starlight, cautiously embarked on their journey through the canyon that felt like the belly of a giant beast.

Their footsteps on the rugged ground made a dull echo, "thump thump," continually reverberating and amplifying in the silent canyon, like countless invisible hands tugging at their nerves, adding a sense of menace to this mysterious and tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling wind, like an impossibly sharp blade, carrying endless cold, howled through the depths of the canyon.

"Whoosh—" they were caught off guard, involuntarily shivering, their bodies instantly tensing, almost frozen by the cold, teeth chattering.

Immediately, a low roar came from ahead, as if it emerged from the deepest abyss of Hell, carrying endless eeriness and terror, as if some fierce beast was lurking in the darkness, watching them with glistening eyes.

"Awoo—" the roar echoed long in the canyon, shaking their hearts, even causing the canyon to tremble slightly, creating a "buzz buzz" resonance. Shi Feiyang reacted swiftly, immediately raising his arm, palm down, signaling the team to halt.

Shi Feiyang's eyes revealed a vigilance, like cold stars twinkling in the night sky, missing no anomaly.

Every subtle movement was keenly captured by Shi Feiyang, his ears slightly twitching, carefully listening to the surrounding sounds.

Then, Shi Feiyang lowered his voice again, solemnly reminding everyone: "Everyone must heighten their vigilance, there's a high likelihood of unforeseen danger lurking here." Upon hearing this, they gripped their weapons even tighter, joints whitening from the exertion, knuckles trembling slightly.

Their eyes were filled with fear, pupils slightly contracted, nervously staring into the bottomless darkness ahead.

However, aside from that low roar echoing in their ears, there were no other movements in the darkness.

The eerie silence made them increasingly uneasy, understanding it as the calm before a storm, indicating a greater crisis looming, the air thick with a suffocating oppression, as if everyone could hear their own rapid heartbeat, "bang bang bang," pounding against their chests.

In that instant, a shadow streaked across one side of the canyon like a flash of lightning, moving with such speed like a meteor shooting across the night sky, "swish" gone in an instant, vanishing into the boundless darkness, leaving only a blurred afterimage, startling everyone once again, making their breaths quicken, emitting an unconscious "hiss."

"Swish swish!" Immediately after, a rain of arrows descended like a black storm of death, accompanied by a sharp whistle, howling from all directions. The arrow rain, dense as a flock of ravenous black birds, carried a lethal aura, rushing towards Shi Feiyang and his companions.

The sound of arrows piercing the air "whoosh whoosh" intertwined, composing a symphony of death, the sharp sound almost piercing their eardrums.

"Ah!" "Thump thump!" Several members of the Heroic Sakura Association, unable to dodge, were unfortunately struck by the arrow rain.

They emitted shrill howls, the sound echoing in the silent canyon, filled with pain and despair.

Bodies fell heavily from horseback, hitting the cold ground, raising a cloud of dust, making a dull thud, "thump, thump," like heavy notes of life fading away. Seeing this, Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with urgency, without hesitation tightly embracing Gong Simeng, his arms like an indestructible steel barrier, securely shielding Gong Simeng in his embrace.