Jiang Feng suddenly appeared in the barracks of Squire-level Demon Hunt Squad One at Exorcist Pass.
His clothes were stained with blood, and he looked utterly disheveled. His arrival immediately startled Wang Ming and Yao Li, who were cultivating inside.
"Captain!"
"Boss!"
Wang Ming and Yao Li scrambled off their beds and rushed over to Jiang Feng, asking with concern, "Captain, what happened to you?"
Jiang Feng slowly exhaled, looked at them, and patted their shoulders. "I'm fine. Keep cultivating. I'll tell you about it later."
He turned and entered the washroom outside the barracks to clean the blood from his body.
Cold water poured over him from head to toe, but a faint ache still lingered in his heart.
He had only been away for a few days, yet the danger he had faced was no less than when he had charged out of the city with Sheng Lingxin.
The difference was that everyone had returned safely last time. This time, only he had come back.
Jiang Feng looked at the platinum-colored ring on his left hand, his desire to grow stronger burning more fiercely than ever.
All along, he had believed that with his system, he was practically invincible among his peers, with no worthy opponent in the Temple Alliance's younger generation.
But now, being unrivaled among the younger generation was no longer enough. He needed to grow stronger quickly.
He did not want to be so helpless the next time he faced danger. He wanted the strength to crush every enemy.
After changing into clean clothes and leaving the washroom, Jiang Feng found that every member of Squire-level Demon Hunt Squad One had gathered in the men's barracks.
"Everyone's here, and Xian'er is awake too. Let's have a quick meeting."
Jiang Feng entered the room and motioned