I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 023 No Way Out

Without saying a word, Captain Chen turned and ran.

Several hunters also ran along with them.

The other hunters stood there, bewildered.

"Immortal Master, this...you said you would bestow a great fortune upon our village, this..." The village chief said, his face pale and his voice trembling.

Before he could finish speaking, the striped tiger pounced forward, opened its blood-red maw, and bit down on him, slicing his upper body in two with a snap.

Blood splattered everywhere.

When the thick blood splattered onto the young man in brocade robes, it was blocked by a faint golden light that suddenly appeared, and not a drop of it stuck to him.

Standing in the crowd, Zhou Yunshen saw this bloody scene, his pupils contracted to the size of pinholes, and his mind went blank.

He was born in the spring breeze and grew up under the sun. He had never even killed a chicken since he was a child. How could he have seen such a bloody and cruel scene?

Not only him, but Zhou Xiaoya, who was standing next to him, also stared wide-eyed, trembling uncontrollably under the onslaught of fear.

Screams erupted from all sides.

"Run! Run! A tiger is eating people!"

"Run!"

The crowd that had gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village began to scatter and flee.

Zhou Yunshen forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, reached out and hugged the petite Zhou Xiaoya, and turned to run away with her in his arms.

When the enemy's strength is unknown, running away is undoubtedly the safest option.

After all, the other party is a cultivator, and who knows what kind of supernatural abilities they possess.

As they ran, Zhou Yunshen caught a glimpse of Dashan still standing there, and couldn't help but reach out and tug at him, whispering, "What are you standing there for? Run!"

"Crunch, crunch..." The tooth-grinding sound of chewing rang out.

This is the sound a tiger makes when it chews on flesh and bones.

The young man in brocade robes scolded, "Fool, what's your hurry? I'm not going to steal your food. Hurry up and go and clear out those martial artists. Once you've cleared them out, you can eat in peace."

The tiger clearly understood human speech. It immediately spat out the flesh and blood it was chewing on the ground and pounced on a hunter not far away.

The hunter was tackled to the ground and screamed in pain.

The other hunters realized what was happening and turned to flee.

But one hunter, his eyes red, roared and drew his hunting knife, aiming it at the tiger's enormous head.

With a soft thud, the hunting knife struck the tiger's head, leaving only a shallow gash.

The hunter raised his knife again, his arm muscles bulging, ready to strike the tiger's head once more.

Just then, a streak of fire, like a phoenix spreading its wings, pierced the night sky and struck his chest, then exploded in flames, turning him into a raging inferno.

Amidst the raging flames, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out.

As Zhou Yunshen was fleeing, he turned his head and happened to see this scene, and his heart sank even further.

Sure enough, this cultivator not only kept a vicious tiger, but his own strength was also not to be underestimated. With just one fire spell, he easily killed a hunter at the martial arts level.

The speed of that fire attack was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. Not to mention ordinary people, Zhou Yun Shen thought that even a martial artist like himself who had reached the peak of the Acquired Realm would have a hard time dodging it.

Perhaps, only by entering a state of boiling blood could he possibly avoid such a rapid attack.

The hunter, who was pounced on by the tiger and knocked to the ground, had half of his body torn apart, and blood was flowing all over the ground. He soon stopped breathing.

The hunter, engulfed by the raging flames, screamed and rolled on the ground several times before falling silent.

The young man in brocade robes withdrew his pointing finger and said with some regret, "Such good blood food, what a waste."

Martial artists have abundant qi and blood, so if they were used as food, they would definitely be much better than ordinary people.

By this time, Zhou Yunshen had already escaped more than a hundred meters away.

A pale white light suddenly appeared in front of him.

This pale white light curtain, like an inverted giant bowl, enveloped the area where the village entrance was located.

Zhou Yunshen put Zhou Xiaoya down and looked at the pale white light screen in front of him with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Second brother, what is this?" Zhou Xiaoya asked, her face pale.

Zhou Yunshen didn't speak, but instead clenched his fist and slammed it hard into the pale white light screen in front of him.

He used tremendous force in that punch, creating a sonic boom in the air, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

However, when this punch landed on the almost transparent, faint light screen in front of him, it only created a slight ripple, like water.

Seeing this, Zhou Yunshen's heart sank again.

If he's not mistaken, this should be a legendary formation or some kind of barrier.

It seems this cultivator came here late at night prepared, intending to turn everyone in the village into food for that vicious tiger, not wanting to let a single person escape.

Zhou Yunshen gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pounded the pale white light screen in front of him like a storm. However, perhaps because his fast punches lacked power, this time, his punches couldn't even leave a ripple on the light screen.

"Second Brother..." Zhou Xiaoya, her face pale, tugged at Zhou Yunshen's clothes from behind.

Zhou Yunshen withdrew his reddened fist, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

At this time, Dashan, along with his parents and some villagers, also came here.

Upon seeing Zhou Yunshen, Dashan felt as if he had found his pillar of support and ran towards him, shouting, "Second Brother, what... what is this thing?"

His eyes held fear and confusion.

A villager ran towards the light screen without slowing down and crashed headfirst into it. The force of the impact caused him to stagger back a few steps and fall to the ground.

The other villagers patted the light screen in front of them, their faces also filled with unconcealed fear and despair.

The wall of light before them was blocking their hope of survival.

If they cannot break through this wall of light and escape from here, then today may very well be their day of death.

"The village chief is committing a terrible sin! Calling us here in the middle of the night, he's going to kill us all!" a woman wailed, pounding on the light screen in front of her.

A girl who was standing next to the woman was already crying from fright.

"Erzhu, you...you are a martial artist, you are capable, can you think of a way for us?" A somewhat thin middle-aged man walked over, grabbed Zhou Yunshen's hand, and said anxiously.

This middle-aged man must be Dashan's father.

Zhou Yunshen remained silent.

He threw another punch, slamming it hard into the light screen in front of him.

The light screen rippled slightly.

It's clear that with his current strength, it's virtually impossible for him to break through the light barrier in front of him.

Even if he enters a state of boiling blood, it won't work.

This thing, which looks like an array or a barrier, is so sturdy that it inspires despair.

Zhou Yunshen, enduring the excruciating pain, pulled his hand away. With a fierce resolve, he forcefully pushed Zhou Xiaoya, who was clinging to his clothes, in front of Dashan, saying, "Dashan, take good care of Xiaoya for me. I'm going to meet that cultivator!"

With our path blocked, staying here is tantamount to waiting to die. Going back to fight that cultivator might offer a glimmer of hope!

After saying this, Zhou Yunshen turned around and ran in the direction where Captain Chen and the others had fled.

He wanted to join forces with Captain Chen and the other martial artists to fight that cultivator to the death!