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Mad Blade was familiar with Yang Fei's character. Seeing him like this, he knew something was unusual.

"What's wrong, Brother Fei? Why do I feel like you've seen your wife?"

Mad Blade joked with Yang Fei but remained alert, scanning the surroundings.

Mad Blade had broken through the Spirit Martial Realm, and within a kilometer's radius, no anomaly could escape his divine sense and keen eyes.

Yang Fei continued to stare intently at the big tree, ignoring Mad Blade's comment.

He murmured, "What's going on? How could she be here? It doesn't make sense."

Mad Blade glanced sideways at the tree and noticed a symbol carved into the bark with a knife.

The symbol resembled a beaker with a straw inserted into it.

Engraved on the surface of the beaker was a small "Lan" character, composed of English letters.

At that moment, Mad Blade's curiosity was piqued.

In this sunless, seldom-visited Doomsday Forest, how could anyone leave a mark?

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fei, is this really your wife?"

Yang Fei shook his head, furrowing his brow.

"No, if I'm not mistaken, it's left by a woman named Moran, and she's quite troublesome."

"She's a Grand Academician at Sai Enshi Academy and a senior gene modulator."

Mad Blade was both shocked and delighted.

"What, a senior gene modulator? You actually know such a person, then you're in for a fortune."

Yang Fei shook his head with a bitter smile, "It just means more trouble for me."

"Wasn't she heading to the Sunset Mountain Range? How is she appearing here?"

Listening to Yang Fei's muttering, Mad Blade rolled his eyes and retorted, "Your woman, you don't know, and you ask me?"

Yang Fei remained silent, staring at the symbol intently, murmuring.

"It was written hastily, the strokes weak and the handwriting chaotic. Could she be in danger or injured?"

Mad Blade was taken aback.

He stared at the mark on the tree bark, his eyes as big as copper bells, scratching his head in confusion.

After a long look, Mad Blade sighed in admiration.

"I have to hand it to you; you glean so much information from a few simple characters. How do you do it?"

Yang Fei became serious and suddenly strode quickly to the left.

"I need to hurry up and see what trouble that lass has stirred up this time."

Mad Blade followed Yang Fei, keeping pace.

"Alright, let's talk as we go."

"Explain how you know Moran is injured and that she went this way?"

Yang Fei pushed his speed to the limit and spoke clearly.

"As they say, handwriting reflects the person. From the depth and stroke of someone's handwriting, you can determine their energy and physical condition."

"Moran is a Spiritual Martial Arts Master, her vital energy has reached the Great Perfection Realm."

"Therefore, even if her strokes are gentle, they shouldn't be weak and feeble. She's most likely injured, and quite badly."

"As for her retreat direction, it's indicated by the direction of the last stroke of the characters."

Mad Blade was extraordinarily amazed and murmured.

"All these years, I thought my Tracking Technique was at least half as good as yours, but I had no idea I was so far off."

Yang Fei laughed and scolded, "Stop flattering me, let's hurry and provide assistance."

In the dense forest, giant trees were everywhere, and the thick vines were so tightly woven that they blocked out all light.

Yang Fei unleashed the ferocious aura of Extreme Tiger, scaring away timid Dark Creatures that fled at the sight.

This made their tracking much easier.

After traversing more than 30 kilometers through the jungle, even Mad Blade felt the unusual fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy in the void.

At this moment, he felt complete admiration for Yang Fei.

Yang Fei's speed grew faster and faster.

He navigated the dense forest like a hunting leopard.

Suddenly, Yang Fei stopped and picked up a branch from the ground.

Mad Blade halted, noticing that the branch was stained with fresh blood.

Yang Fei drew out the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army and spoke softly.

"Their battlefield should be here. Let's be cautious."

Roar!

Saying this, Yang Fei suddenly let out a long roar. It was as if countless thunderbolts struck this part of the void.

Yang Fei's Tiger Roar sounded, shaking the trunks of nearby trees, causing branches to snap and leaves to fall.

Mad Blade only felt a buzzing in his ears.

He discerned that Yang Fei's Tiger Roar was filled with provocation, surprising him greatly.

In jungle warfare, silence is golden, like a coiled viper silently waiting in the concealed corners for the enemy to pass by for a lethal strike.

Yet, Yang Fei was blatantly exposing his position and sending out a challenging roar.

This is a mistake only rookies make.

But Mad Blade quickly understood.

The enemy in the darkness was in pursuit of Moran.

Yang Fei used this method to draw enemy fire, easing the pressure on Moran.

Yang Fei didn't explain, instead continued to unleash Tiger Roar after Tiger Roar, the long roar rippling out like ocean waves.

Afterward, he took off running like an arrow-struck fox.

Mad Blade had no choice but to follow Yang Fei in retreat. They ran for about three kilometers until they reached a tall, lush Hazelnut Forest.

Yang Fei indicated for Mad Blade to lie in wait and said calmly.

"Let's dig a grave for them here."

Mad Blade nodded, withdrawing his Fury of Burning Heaven, and stealthily moved to the northeast.

Yang Fei, however, withdrew his Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, flickered, and then disappeared.

Before long, a small squad of soldiers cautiously approached.

They wore black helmets, the horizontal stripes etched with ferocious patterns.

These patterns covered their entire faces, leaving only pairs of eyes gleaming sharply.

They were clad in thick armor with protective gear on their arms and knees.

In their hands, they held slightly inverted broadswords, and behind them fluttered black cloaks with gold trim, giving an imposing appearance.

Yang Fei, hiding behind a large tree, took note of these people's bizarre attire and felt a chill.

It turned out the Black Gold Guards from the Doomsday Tribunal had arrived!

Yang Fei had heard numerous tales about the Black Gold Guards.

Their identity and status were roughly equivalent to the Imperial Guard of the Human Federation Government.

Selected from hundreds of thousands in the Dark Army, they enjoyed premium rewards and the harshest training.

All resources, including the rare gene fluid, were prioritized for their use.

Their mission was to constantly enhance and purify themselves into the strongest warriors.

The Black Gold Guards were the Doomsday Tribunal's invincible swords.

They fought in the most dangerous places, carried out the hardest tasks, and faced the toughest enemies.

Typically, Black Gold Guards were stationed at the Doomsday Tribunal headquarters, only guarding its high-level members.

They would only be deployed for urgent missions.

Yang Fei couldn't help but marvel quietly.

Just what secrets did that lass Moran uncover from the Doomsday Tribunal to bring about a relentless pursuit by the Black Gold Guards?

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