Shape Shift

The sword qi erupting from the purple gourd was immensely powerful, its destructive force already pressing close to the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

For a moment, the spiritual energy in the surroundings shook violently, and more than half the nearby buildings were instantly destroyed!

"That damned dog marked me before, and now he's trying to cut me down too. What fucking rotten luck!"

The moment Yuan Qiupeng entered the City Lord's Manor, Zhang Lin had already known that this man had previously left a mark on him.

That mark was still being suppressed within his Dantian.

He had originally planned to find the other man someday and have a little talk about life.

But he had not expected such a coincidence—they had actually met at the City Lord's Manor!

Shopkeeper Li, Boss Ren, and Pang Biao hurriedly retreated to Qin Fengtian and Tang Julou's side.

A protective barrier appeared before them, blocking all the incoming sword qi.

Yet these people seemed not to see Zhang Lin at all, with no intention whatsoever of saving him!

"Have these bastards already noticed that I'm pretending to be unconscious?"

Zhang Lin suddenly realized it belatedly!

At that moment, three streaks of sword qi had already come flying at him!

Defend or not?

"Fuck!"

Zhang Lin flipped up from the ground and darted to the side, evading the sword qi!

"Why aren't you keeping up the act?"

Qin Fengtian looked toward Zhang Lin with a half-smile.

Zhang Lin held his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry!

Well then! He had played the clown for half the day!

"When did you discover it?"

Zhang Lin was rather puzzled.

"Ever since we found you at the ruins in the east of the city that day, we suspected you weren't an ordinary person!!"

"Though we don't know what method you used to conceal your aura, there was clearly something wrong with you!"

"As for tonight, although you pretended to be unconscious, the subtle changes in your body still couldn't escape our eyes!"

"You seem very curious why we didn't save you, right?"

"Haha! To us, whether you live or die is completely unimportant. So long as your corpse—or rather, your flesh, blood, and bones—remain here, that's enough!"

"How old are you now? You may have some strength, but in the end, you're still just a rookie!"

Qin Fengtian looked down on Zhang Lin completely and did not regard him as a threat at all.

The meaning was simple: jump around however you liked, so long as you remained here. Dead or alive, it made no difference!

"Why waste so much breath talking nonsense with him? Deal with that old Yuan bastard first!"

Pang Biao's arm transformed into a bear's paw again, and he swatted it toward Zhang Lin!

Boom!

Zhang Lin put up a hasty defense, but his body was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing through a side room!

This time, Shopkeeper Li, Boss Ren, and Pang Biao attacked Yuan Qiupeng together.

The fierce battle began anew!

Shopkeeper Li's arms transformed into a pair of wings again, slashing out over a hundred feathers at once!

With a sweep of his hand, Boss Ren sent a palm condensed from spiritual power crashing down.

Pang Biao transformed into a bear again and threw out two bear fists!

"You shameless lot!"

Yuan Qiupeng's face darkened. Danger lurked at every turn as he relied on his movement technique to barely evade these attacks, but he was still caught in their aftermath. The spiritual power within his body churned violently, leaving him in great discomfort!

The formation around them was not only suppressing his strength, but also absorbing the spiritual power within his body!

It seemed he would have to leave his life here today!

Demonize: Tyrant!

With gritted teeth, Yuan Qiupeng took out over a dozen silver needles, each three inches long, and plunged them directly into the crown of his head!

In an instant, an enormous aura erupted.

Yuan Qiupeng let out a loud roar, looking as if he were in unbearable agony.

Before long, his body rapidly expanded until he stood a full zhang tall. His skin turned dark red, veins bulged all over his body, and black qi radiated from him.

His eyes became blood-red, two fangs jutted from his mouth, and a single horn grew from his forehead.

From his appearance alone, his strength had actually drawn close to the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

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At the same time, several cries of agony rang out from the city, but they came quickly and vanished just as fast!

"Everyone in the city capable of resisting Qinhuayan has been cleaned up. Once we kill that Yuan bastard, everything will be perfectly settled!"

Qin Fengtian put away the formation disk in his hand and spoke to Tang Julou.

"Let's attack together!"

Tang Julou stepped out of the main hall as well.

After giving it some thought, Qin Fengtian followed him out.

"You shameless little thieves! If you want to kill your Grandpa Yuan, live a few hundred more years first!"

Yuan Qiupeng had still retained his consciousness!

This move was one of his trump cards, belonging to the category of forbidden arts.

Though it could explosively increase its user's strength, it could only last for a quarter of an hour, and the aftereffects were immense.

This forbidden art consumed one's lifespan. It was an irreversible demonic transformation!

Once the time ran out, a drop in cultivation would be the least of it. Every bone and meridian in the body would rupture, and without timely treatment, one would become crippled.

Moreover, anyone lacking firm resolve would directly degenerate into a demonic monster that knew only slaughter, never stopping until their essence, qi, and spirit were exhausted.

That was why he had not wanted to use it, but the choice was no longer his.

If he used it, he might still live. If he did not, there was only one road—death!

"Not to mention that you can only barely reach the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm—even if you reached the fourth level, I'd still kill you all the same!"

Qin Fengtian was brimming with confidence!

The instant his words fell, a black hole appeared above the City Lord's Manor.

A massive spiritual-power sword slowly extended from within it.

Its overwhelming presence directly eclipsed Yuan Qiupeng's!

"Not good!"

Yuan Qiupeng inwardly cried out in alarm. Seeing that the attack above still needed some time to finish gathering power, he hurriedly made his move.

He raised his two enormous claws and condensed balls of spiritual power, firing them toward Qin Fengtian and the others.

Boom!

With the formation empowering them, Qin Fengtian and the others dodged again and again with great ease.

Not a single spiritual-power ball struck them.

Though Yuan Qiupeng's body was huge, he moved swiftly. In an instant, he created five clones and charged straight at the five of them.

Qin Fengtian's group of five were crafty as well!

"Don't take it head-on—dodge!"

They knew Yuan Qiupeng's demonic transformation could not last long, and their killing move was already gathering power. With the formation's enhancement, grinding him to death would be no difficult task.

Heaven-Shaking, Earth-Rending!

Yuan Qiupeng was thoroughly enraged. He detonated his other five clones, then slammed his fist viciously into the ground.

The terrifying force shattered the ground, and even the talisman formation around them showed faint signs of instability.

Qin Fengtian and the other four failed to dodge in time and were sent flying, suffering minor injuries!

Kill!

Meanwhile, the spiritual-power sword in the sky had already slashed down toward Yuan Qiupeng!

Four Directions Through Heaven: Shape Shift!

Yuan Qiupeng's pupils contracted. He clapped his hands together, sending a ripple of spiritual power spreading outward!

Whoosh!

Zhang You had been watching the excitement amid the ruins when he suddenly sensed something strange about a mark within his Dantian.

Without a second thought, he immediately destroyed it!

But he was still one step too late.

His surroundings blurred for an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he had already arrived where Yuan Qiupeng had previously stood.

And the spiritual sword above had already come slashing down!

"Fuck! That old bastard is really sinister!"

Zhang You felt himself being locked onto. Combined with the confinement effect of the formation around him, he found himself unable to leave the area for the moment.

Four Symbols: White Tiger: Shatter Void Fist!

Tenfold Strength!

With no time to think any further, he immediately unleashed two moves!

Boom!

A blinding light erupted from the spot. The ground sank more than ten meters, and dust and debris scattered in every direction!