A Rift

Two capitals. (..) At this moment, the six people were shocked by Danbi's words, even more so than those watching below. The six people understood even more clearly what had just happened.

Having finally found a chance to trap a master like Wen Lanfeng, they naturally didn't want him to escape. Otherwise, if he were to come looking for revenge later, it would be a terrifying prospect. Therefore, in the joint attack just now, all six of them used their full strength, hoping to achieve a decisive victory and completely eliminate this potential threat.

However, to the six's disbelief, Wen Lanfeng forcefully broke through their combined full-force attack, decisively escaping their trap. He demonstrated to them the strength of the second-ranked expert in the Cultivation World —a reputation that was certainly not undeserved!

Now that things have come to this, the six of Fang Ming the gap between themselves and Wen Lanfeng. He did not issue the challenge on a whim, but was truly confident due to his strength.

The combined attack of six late Spirit Transformation stage cultivators was incredibly powerful, and all six knew full well the extent of its force. In short, any one of them simply couldn't withstand such power.

It's important to understand the power of six people working together. It's not simply the sum of their individual strengths. The power they unleash is equivalent to that of eight or nine late Spirit Transformation stage experts. Wen Lanfeng's forceful break through their combined attack created a shock that outsiders could not comprehend.

Scattered in six directions, the six people, one by one, had ever-changing expressions. Especially Yin Baikang, whose eyes flickered uncertainly. He was filled with regret; he had truly miscalculated. He hadn't expected Wen Lanfeng's cultivation to be so high. "If I had known this would happen, why did I bother with this scheme?"

After witnessing Wen Lanfeng's prowess, none of the six dared to launch the first attack.

Pei, who had already suffered some internal injuries, had previously been full of vigor and courage, but now his eyes were filled with regret and confusion, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. In any case, he no longer dared to act impulsively.

Bing Chengzi stared sharply at Wen Lanfeng. His lips were tight, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions. The reason he attacked Wen Lanfeng first was not only because his disciples were watching and he wanted to uphold his master's dignity, but also because he somewhat believed that he and Wen Lanfeng were not far apart. However, the facts proved otherwise. The difference was not just a little bit.

The fat man is injured! Yan Zhuixing's demonic eyes flashed red, and Pei Fang secretly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He saw it all clearly.

Almost every expression on the faces of the six men escaped his demonic gaze. Although he couldn't experience the full force of this exchange, he could clearly see that the six men had been terrified by Wen Lanfeng's single move.

Everyone sensed something was wrong from the brief silence. The six people who had been attacking together so fiercely before were now completely silent.

Wen Rui finally breathed a sigh of relief; his ancestor's abilities were far greater than he had imagined.

In the air, the hundreds of meters long crystal spikes had long since vanished. Wen Lanfeng stood proudly in the sky, sword in hand, his long hair flowing in the wind, his tall figure towering like a god, receiving the admiration of the Spirit Transformation stage experts.

He appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he cried out. He had been overconfident in the cultivation he had gained during his century of seclusion. The combined power of six late Spirit Transformation stage was truly immense; the pressure that instantly pressed upon him gave him the illusion that they could crush everything.

If it weren't for the battle with Bi Changchun, which allowed him to break through the Mad Spin and reach the state of perfect harmony between man and sword, he would have been severely injured, if not killed, by this one blow.

As the immense power compressed him to the point of near immobility, with a sword in hand, he became the sword, and the sword became him. He borrowed the sword's power, and the sword borrowed his strength. Man and sword were one, the Sword Without Arrows. His life's cultivation unleashed hundreds of sword energies, exploding under the immense pressure. This created a magnificent and spectacular scene that appeared out of nowhere.

Although he forcefully broke through the perilous situation, his internal organs were not in much better shape, with his Blood Qi churning violently. It took him a while to calm it down by circulating his internal energy.

Regardless, he had still managed to break the combined attack of six late-stage Spirit Transformation! Wen Lanfeng's confidence surged, and he slightly tilted his Giant Silver Sword in his hand. He arrogantly declared, "Everyone, this is only the beginning. Why not fight?"

His voice echoed between heaven and earth, his arrogance unmistakable. This drew gasps of astonishment from the crowd below. While those ranked second in the world weren't a match for Bi Changchun, they weren't easily defeated either. Everyone sensed the disdain in his tone towards the six late Spirit Transformation stage.

"If we don't fight now, when will we?" Wen Lanfeng tossed his head and looked at the group, his long hair flying wildly in the wind. His gaze fell on Bing Chengzi, and he said indifferently, "If you all don't make a move now, don't blame me for being impolite."

His words were forceful and assertive, and the imposing presence of a peerless master swept across the heavens and earth, making the audience feel refreshed and invigorated.

Wen Rui's lips were pursed. His excitement was palpable; from this day forward, the Wen family would once again stand tall among the nations!

Although the cultivation levels of the Man Hu brothers were not as high as the others, they could still discern the signs. Their master and the others must have been intimidated by the earlier exchange and were now hesitant. Wen Lanfeng's dominance made the brothers somewhat uneasy and worried about their master.

Yan Zhuixing's bewitching eyes were fixed on Wen Lanfeng, her heart filled with longing. She silently Wen Lanfeng, Bi Changchun, you wait! When I, Yan Zhier, have my own family, I will definitely come and compete with you to see who is the most outstanding!"

Bing Chengzi glanced at Yan Zhuixing in the distance. Remembering the mission he bore, he knew he couldn't afford to gamble. His newly rekindled fighting spirit fizzled out again. He sighed, "Brother Wen, why push me so far! I admit your cultivation is superior to ours, I concede defeat."

A murmur rippled through the crowd. No one expected that the renowned Lord of the Great Snow Mountain would so readily admit defeat in front of everyone.

The other five people in the air were also taken aback. Even Wen Lanfeng was somewhat surprised; people with cultivation at this level would only admit defeat as a last resort.

Man Hu, who knew his master best, sensed the helplessness in his master's words. He turned around abruptly, his eyes glistening with tears, and looked at Yan Zhuixing, transmitting his voice. "Yan Zhuixing, your master endured this humiliation for your sake. Otherwise, given your proud nature, your master would never have suffered such a disgrace."

The other three junior brothers bit their lips tightly, their faces pale, and remained silent.

Yan Zhuixing saw the look Bing Chengzi gave him before conceding defeat, a look filled with profound meaning. Although he didn't believe Bing Chengzi could be a match for Wen Lanfeng in a rematch, and didn't understand why Bing Chengzi valued him so much, he appreciated the gesture.

He let out a slight sigh of relief. He nodded solemnly and replied telepathically, "Rest assured. When my Devil Cultivation Method arts are fully mastered, I will help Senior Bing exact a thousandfold revenge on Wen Lanfeng for the humiliation he suffered today."

"It's good that you understand." Concubine Tiger turned her head away, her lips trembling.

Wen Lanfeng glanced at Bing Chengzi with a complicated expression. Then he said calmly, "Since you've already admitted defeat, this is none of your business."

Having heard such words, given his personality, he wouldn't dare push further. If it were Yue Qianchou, he would definitely think, "This old guy is enduring humiliation for a reason; he must have something to gain. Not eliminating him completely would be asking for trouble!"

Bing Chengzi bowed somewhat dejectedly to the other five. He then shook his head apologetically at Yin Baikang and Hu Changchun, before disappearing into the shadows, leaving the five dumbfounded. In a flash, he appeared among Man Hu and his companions. The lords of the various kingdoms looked at him, somewhat bewildered.

Bing Chengzi waved his hand calmly and said, "It's alright, it's just that Master's skills are inferior and he brought this humiliation upon himself." He gave Yan Zhuixing a meaningful look before turning his gaze back to the sky.

"And you?" Wen Lanfeng asked, slowly turning around in mid-air with his sword raised. He then fixed his gaze on Yin Baikang.

Yin Baikang froze awkwardly. "Don't look at me like that! What's the point of fighting? All six of you combined aren't a match for you, and now you've lost your strongest member, Bing Chengzi. What the hell is going on?"

But to admit defeat in front of everyone, he really needed to muster up some courage! In this dilemma, he turned his gaze to Pei Fang above him and said, "Fatty Pei, what do you mean? Do we still want to fight? I'll listen to your opinion."

"Yes! That's what I think too." Hu Changshou immediately added fuel to the fire without any hesitation.

Qi Jiujun and Ouyang Da exchanged a glance. They were allies with Pei Fang and couldn't possibly say anything like that in public. But they also couldn't voice their opinions, so they remained silent.

The group below looked at each other in bewilderment. The five people above were having a falling out. This was going to be interesting to watch.

"I'll sleep with hundreds of your women, you're clearly trying to screw me over. When have you ever listened to my advice? You even wanted to kill me just now! "Pei Fang so angry that his fat face trembled uncontrollably as he glared at Yin Baikang. He wished he could devour the old man alive; he was too insidious, always scheming against people.

Wen Lanfeng seemed to only now remember that there was someone standing above him, and coldly snorted, "I don't like people talking to me from above. If you don't want to die, get down here and answer me!"

Pei Fang's expression was priceless. He was seething with anger, and with a helpless rage, he scurried to Qi Jiujun's side. The Blue Face Demon Blade he had just used to brutally slash Wen Lanfeng was now tucked behind his back. Unfortunately, its enormous size made it look somewhat out of place.

"Wen Lanfeng, we were wrong today. I apologize. Please forgive us!" Pei Fang finally softened his tone, essentially admitting defeat. However, he still wanted to save face.

Wen Lanfeng glanced at Bing Chengzi, who had already left the stage, then turned his gaze back and said indifferently, "Just now, it seemed that you all joined forces to put me to death. Don't you think the saying 'one should show mercy when one can't' is ridiculous? Since you've already started fighting, either admit defeat and leave, or cut off one of your fingers and leave, or have a duel with me, Fatty Pei. That's all."

"Wen Lanfeng, don't go too far!" Although Pei Fang was kind-hearted and plump, his temper was well-known in the Cultivation World.

The words had barely left his lips when Wen Lanfeng suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, countless Wen Lanfans had appeared in the air.

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