Ao Feng had no doubts about the other party's identity or words. If Niu Youdao had not instructed them, they could not possibly have known about this.
Nor was there any need to suspect malicious intent. If they truly meant him harm, there was no need to make unnecessary complications. Under the current circumstances, Niu Youdao was already dead. The Fox Clan could simply have ignored him. For all these years, even the Nine Saints had been unable to do anything to the Fox Clan, so what did they have to fear?
Precisely because of this, Ao Feng was somewhat moved. He had long since given up hope; he merely had nowhere else to go and was treating a dead horse as if it were alive. Yet he had never expected the Fox Clan to actually honor Niu Youdao's last wishes. It seemed these fox demons were far more dependable than humans.
Moved though he was, he still guarded himself instinctively. "You'd better not play any tricks. I have a backup plan."
The old man shook his head. "Your backup plan is useless against my Fox Clan. Let's go." With that, he flashed away.
Ao Feng had no choice. After his leave ended, he did not dare return to Boundless Garden either. In the entire Sacred Realm, apart from the Desolate Marsh Deadlands where the Fox Clan depended for survival, every other place was dangerous, nowhere he could hide for long. He could only flash after him.
They descended onto a cliff, two figures flying one after the other over the vast marshes.
As they passed through a patch of woodland amid the marsh, a flying mount came to receive them—the flying mount Niu Youdao had left for the Fox Clan.
After reaching the depths of the Desolate Marsh Deadlands,