Driven Mad

In his memory, apart from family members, there was no genuine affection between them. Other relationships were mostly Cultivation World on mutual exploitation.

Since practicing Devil Cultivation Method, he has become increasingly willful and self-serving, his mind has gradually become cold, and he no longer believes in these things.

However, what happened today deeply shocked him. Especially the Sixth Brother's heroic act of sacrificing himself to lure the enemy, which stirred his cold heart and made his blood boil. This family, though not father and son, were closer than blood brothers; though not brothers, they were closer than blood brothers. Such acts of risking one's life for a brother are rare indeed! Truly inspiring!

The sounds of fierce fighting were deafening in the distance; it was unclear how many people were currently attacking Sixth Brother...

The straightforward Seventh Brother, who seemed like a rough and unrefined man, was now crying like a child, tightly covering his mouth. The Fifth Brother had his eyes closed, his head pressed hard against the soil, tears silently streaming down his face. The Man Hu had bitten his lip until it bled!

Hearing the commotion outside and glancing at his three fellow disciples, Yan Zhuixing's lips tightened into a thin line. His facial muscles twitched, and he almost couldn't suppress his emotions. He had never been in this state before, not even after cultivating Devil Cultivation Method.

"Whoosh..." Another wave of fast-moving aircraft swept overhead. Then there was silence, only the sounds of fighting in the distance could be heard; it was probably the last wave, and everyone who needed to go had gone.

"From today onwards, the grudges of the Second Brother and Sixth Brother are my grudges." Each word uttered by Yan Zhuixing was chillingly clear.

"If we don't leave now, when will we?" Man Hu shouted, and decisively pushed the group out. The four of them quickly fled.

Below where the signal arrows had been fired, chaos had erupted. In just a few moments, thousands of people surged forth, swarming into the woods below. The scene was chaotic; a large number of ancient trees had already fallen...

"Master Uncle, stop the people from the World Commerce Association!"

"Block the rest of you!"

"It's me. Look carefully before you act."

One side didn't want the other to gain the upper hand, while the other side wanted to be first. Those who arrived first immediately started fighting, and those who came later, completely unaware of the situation, joined in without hesitation when called upon by their fellow disciples. The fighting escalated into a chaotic melee, with fellow disciples falling one by one. Everyone was bloodthirsty. Anyone who passed by was attacked without regard for clothing or identity, a single strike aimed at killing.

The most unfortunate were the members of the World Commerce Association. Although they were numerous, they were besieged by various forces.

Because the World Commerce Association intervened first to stop the others, and when their fellow disciples arrived, they saw their own people fighting with the World Commerce Association, and not knowing who Yan Zhuixing was, they assumed the World Commerce Association had already captured him. Since they were there to take him away, without further ado, they started fighting!

When other forces arrived, seeing that almost all of them were targeting the World Commerce Association, they assumed the World Commerce Association had succeeded. Everyone's grabbing people, so let's grab them too! Fight!

Seeing his fellow disciples in such a state, how could he stand idly by? Helping his fellow disciples was the right thing to do, so he fought!

So the situation escalated like a snowball, with everyone going all out. Although most people didn't understand what was going on, the tide had turned, and those who were a little more level-headed and wanted to stop were simply unable to. If you didn't fight, someone else would. If you tried to take off, several more would immediately knock you down. Even a clay figure has some temper; pushed to this point, if you didn't fight, you'd be beaten. What other choice did you have but to fight?

Thousands of people were locked in a chaotic battle; the scene was truly spectacular, with severed limbs and blood staining the mountains and forests. Large numbers of reinforcements from various factions continued to arrive to join the fight...

Zhang Zunsheng's group of several hundred men were initially the primary target of various forces, and by now they had suffered heavy losses. He himself was also badly wounded; although not seriously injured, he was thoroughly entangled by a motley crew. As for Sixth Brother, whom they had previously surrounded, who knew where he was now? Zhang Zunsheng was too preoccupied to care about himself, let alone others; he was practically courting death.

"Bang bang bang... Ah... I'll fight you to the death... Ah... Help..."

The dazzling array of lights and colors emitted by the Law Artifact was overwhelming. Intense crashes and screams echoed everywhere, never ceasing!

The Sixth Brother was also engaged in a chaotic battle within the crowd. Thanks to his decent cultivation level, he wasn't seriously injured. However, he suffered numerous minor injuries, mainly due to the sheer density of attacks. His clothes were reduced to tattered rags, and his face was covered in splattered blood, making him unrecognizable.

In this chaotic scene, with so many people coming and going, everyone's eyes were blurry. Who could possibly recognize him? Yan Zhuixing? How many people present had ever seen Yan Zhuixing before? Even those who knew Sixth Brother, seeing him in this wretched state, who could tell? And no one had the time to tell.

Flying swords and various Law Artifact flew up and down incessantly, creating a chaotic explosion that made ears ring and blood and flesh flying everywhere! Even the Sixth Brother was dumbfounded, never expecting it to turn out like this. What were they all doing?

Never mind, I thought I was going to die. Now that I have a chance to escape, why stay here! Taking the opportunity to look around, Sixth Brother suddenly leaped up and saw the people fighting in mid-air suddenly unleash several sword slashes. At once, five or six people attacked him, forcing him back. As soon as he landed, a chaotic barrage of attacks came crashing down on him again.

He drew his sword and swiftly pointed in all directions, unleashing chaotic Sword Qi that blocked the attacks. Finding no way up, he gritted his teeth and fought his way outwards. Judging from the previous attacks, the fighters on the upper level were all highly skilled; trying to get there was too difficult—one person couldn't possibly handle so many experts. It was safer to rely on his own strength and proceed along the edges...

On the Hengduan Mountains on the border of the Purple Thistle Kingdom, a group of Spirit Transformation stage experts heard the thunderous sounds of fighting coming from afar, their expressions shifting between anger and uncertainty. Judging from the noise, the battle seemed to have reached a fever pitch; they wondered what the situation was like.

The purpose of everyone standing here is to put pressure on the lords of other factions, preventing them from rashly interfering.

Yin Baikang, however, remained calm and composed, squinting at the people constantly arriving from all directions, a hint of arrogance on his face. Most of these people were disciples of the World Commerce Association, a gathering they had never held before, and this was the first time they had so powerfully displayed their strength. But good steel should be used where it's needed most; "An army is raised for a thousand days to be used in one," he thought. "If not now, when?"

As more and more members of the World Commerce Association arrived, the expressions of many Spirit Transformation stage experts changed. Normally, people only vaguely knew that the World Commerce Association was powerful. Now, the constant influx of people created a powerful visual impact. The World Commerce Association's power was indeed formidable!

As everyone knows, this is only the number of people who came from nearby areas. There are likely more people coming from even further away, and we don't know how many more there are!

Hu Changshou, standing beside Yin Baikang, glanced around nervously. Suddenly, the two of them turned around almost simultaneously. Qi Jiujun, Ouyang Da, and Pei Fang did the same. Pei Fang, who had lost a hand, chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude, "Bing Chengzi is here!"

The three exchanged glances, a mixture of excitement and unspoken understanding. No matter how high Bing Chengzi's cultivation, how could he possibly be a match for so many Spirit Transformation stage cultivators? If Bing Chengzi were to perish, the balance of power would shift, and the three of them would benefit the most.

"Whoosh..." A high-speed flight sound, the kind only uttered by cultivators at the late Spirit Transformation stage or higher, rang out. All the Nascent Spirit Transformation stage turned to look. Coming from that direction was another late Spirit Transformation stage expert; who else could it be but Bing Chengzi?

The five late Spirit Transformation stage experts shot into the air almost simultaneously, forming a horizontal line that blocked the path of the approaching figure. Yin Baikang spoke first, saying, "Brother Bing, why are you in such a hurry? We have been waiting for you for a long time. Please pause for a moment to talk."

He had the best chance of winning, so how could he let Bing Chengzi pass now? Naturally, he would find a reason to keep Bing Chengzi there. Besides, the other four were now on his side, so there was no need to be afraid of Bing Chengzi.

"Get out of my way!" Before the person even arrived, a wave of angry, rolling sound came first. In Chu Tian's sight, a white dot was rapidly approaching.

Pei Fang, who had lost a hand, chuckled and said, "Bing Chengzi, if you know what's good for you, stop now, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Bing Chengzi covered this distance almost instantly, yet showed no sign of stopping. The group's expressions changed, and before they could react, Bing Chengzi, who was flying towards them at breakneck speed, shouted, "Mysterious Yin Palm!" His palms danced like butterflies as he approached them.

A massive wave of air surged up, instantly dropping the temperature below freezing. The group was terrified as countless smooth, transparent palm shadows, each as large as a dining table, rushed towards them. There were three or four hundred of them in total. They reached the five of them in an instant...

The five were startled, none of them expecting Bing Chengzi to make a move so suddenly. There were five of them! He was far too bold.

Because they underestimated Bing Chengzi's determination, the five of them were so frightened that they quickly teleported away before they could even make a move. Seriously, Bing Chengzi's strength was undeniable; besides Wen Lanfeng, he was second only to him.

Moreover, the Profound Mysterious Yin Palm is exceptionally insidious. It's a signature assassin move that Bing Chengzi honed by absorbing a thousand years of frigid energy while sitting atop the Great Snow Mountain. Each use diminishes the amount of cold poison within the body, so it's generally only used as a last resort. In short, its power is formidable. If they were hit by one or two strikes, the five of them would probably need to go home and recuperate for a month or two. What would be the point of fighting here then?!

The palm strike vanished, but the chilling aura lingered. Suddenly, a brief flurry of snowflakes drifted down from the clear sky, their colors shimmering in the sunlight.

As the five people dodged, they saw Bing Chengzi rush past with a blur, followed by a massive white python as thick as a water bucket. Someone below exclaimed, "It's the Snow Flood Dragon, the guardian spirit beast of the Great Snow Mountain! Bing Chengzi even brought it with him!"

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