Divine Art: Divine Movement!

In his rage.

He wished he could rush before Wei Qing at once and tear him to ten thousand pieces.

However.

Just as he lifted his foot, Chen Feng flashed before him, standing between him and Wei Qing like an immense mountain.

"Your opponent is me."

"Chen Feng."

Cheng Hao roared. True Essence surged wildly within him as he charged at Chen Feng with bloodshot eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Feng curled his lips into a smile.

When a person lost their reason, they unknowingly exposed their own flaws.

Ding! Seventh-Rank Peak puppet killed

Strength +50, Constitution +60, one Martial Skill Upgrade Card

Martial Skill Upgrade Card: The host may raise any Martial Skill to the Perfection Realm

Please select a Martial Skill?

"Ephemeral Art."

Following the principle that among all martial arts under heaven, only speed was unbreakable.

Wei Qing instantly decided to upgrade his speed first.

"Buzz..."

As the command was issued, vast amounts of Ephemeral Art cultivation experience flooded into his mind.

Ding!

Ephemeral Art has broken through to the Perfection Realm. Automatically comprehended Divine Art: Divine Movement!

Divine Movement: Speed increased by 300%

Wei Qing was overjoyed. His figure abruptly blurred, leaving only an afterimage where he stood, while his true body appeared like a ghost before the one-armed Yan Qingshan.

"You... how could this be..."

Yan Qingshan's face turned deathly pale. Clutching his severed arm, he staggered back, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Wei Qing's aura was clearly only at the Eighth Rank, yet even Fifth Rank experts might not have been much faster than him just now.

Unfortunately, he was still one step too late.

The blade was already before his eyes.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm some soft persimmon?"

Yan Qingshan gave a savage grin. His remaining left hand abruptly pulled a blood-red jade talisman from his robes—

"You want to kill me? Then let's die together!"

"Boom—!"

The jade talisman exploded. Towering flames shot into the sky as violent energy swept across a radius of thirty zhang!

Wei Qing's gaze sharpened. The Divine Movement Divine Art suddenly activated, and he retreated in a blur. His blade carved a silver arc before him—

"Shhk!"

The flames were split in two by blade qi, unable to touch him in the slightest!

"What?!" Yan Qingshan was utterly despairing.

Wei Qing stepped forward, and the blade flashed. Yan Qingshan's head flew into the air as his body stiffened, then fell straight to the ground.

Ding! Seventh-Rank Advanced martial artist killed

Spirit +50, Strength +48, Constitution +52, Bone Tempering Pill x1

Wei Qing did not linger. His figure flickered.

He appeared behind the three black-clad men besieging Shen Yan, his blade-light slicing through the night.

"Pfft..."

The nearest black-clad death warrior's body suddenly stiffened, a hair-thin line of blood appearing across his neck.

Before losing consciousness, his body still maintained its attacking stance.

The other two's pupils violently contracted, and they spun around.

One of them had just raised his arm.

The blade flashed again!

His throat had already been pierced through.

The instant the last man was distracted, Shen Yan seized the chance and beheaded him with a single sword. He finally dropped to his knees and died!

Ding! Eighth-Rank Peak martial artists killed in succession

Spirit +65, Strength +75, Constitution +71, Meridian Opening Pill x1

The two exchanged a glance, then charged toward the remaining black-clad men...

On the other side of the battlefield.

The mysterious man was blasted back three zhang by Chen Feng's palm strike. With a "pfft," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn brat."

He had originally held the upper hand, but because Wei Qing had killed Yang Kui, he suffered a backlash from his connection to Yang Kui's mind.

Chen Feng seized the opportunity and attacked furiously.

In an instant, he reversed the decline.

Then, the moment Yan Qingshan died and he was distracted, he was severely injured by the other's palm.

Seeing this, he no longer cared about saving face and roared at the sky, "Tao, you old ghost! If you still don't make a move, prepare to collect my corpse!"

"Heh heh..."

Along with an eerie laugh, a hunched black figure silently appeared atop the rear courtyard wall.

He toyed with a pair of walnuts in his right hand. Bewitching red light flowed across them as though they had been soaked in blood, giving off an uncanny aura.

"I told you long ago to stop while you could, but you just wouldn't listen. If it weren't for Elder Chen's sake, I couldn't be bothered with you."

"Blood Demon Hand—Tao Kun."

Seeing the pair of blood-colored walnuts in the newcomer's hand, Chen Feng could not help crying out.

Tao Kun, a deacon of the Ghost Corpse Sect, a Fifth Rank beginner martial artist.

Five years ago, in order to cultivate an evil art.

In a single night, he blood-sacrificed all eight hundred and nineteen members of the Luo Family, Lin City's foremost Lineage.

"Heh heh, I never expected anyone to still remember me." Tao Kun raised a brow, a wicked smile hanging from his lips as if this were something that made him immensely proud.

"The eight hundred and nineteen lives of the Luo Family in Lin City are recorded crystal clear in the Heavenly Realm Division's ledgers!"

"Haha, so what?"

Faced with Chen Feng's teeth-clenched expression, Tao Kun bared his teeth without the slightest concealment and burst into unrestrained, mocking laughter.

"Of course, we'll bring you to justice."

A bone-chilling voice suddenly rang out behind Tao Kun. A woman dressed in red, with a Heavenly Realm Division badge hanging at her waist, appeared.

The five words "Profound Rank Warden" on the badge gave off a dignified gleam beneath the moonlight.

"Heh heh, you finally decided to show yourself."

Tao Kun was not surprised in the least. The moment he arrived at the City God Temple, he had already sensed the woman's aura.

"Senior Sister Tantai... why are you here?"

Chen Feng looked at the newcomer in delighted surprise.

"Pacification Commissioner sent me out on official business. I happened to be passing through here." Tantai Yue offered a simple explanation.

As for the secret order, without permission from her superiors, its bearer absolutely could not reveal a single word.

This was an ironclad rule of the Heavenly Realm Division.

Even though Chen Feng was her father's nominal disciple, her junior brother.

Rules could not be broken.

Tao Kun tilted his head and smiled. "Heh heh, even with you, a Sixth Rank martial artist, added to the mix, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Why not try and see... Watch out."

Just as Tantai Yue was about to speak, the corner of her eye caught sight of the heavily injured Cheng Hao suddenly leaping up. He flashed behind Chen Feng, dagger in hand, and stabbed toward his heart.

Just as she was about to rush to save him, Tao Kun's figure blocked her path like a ghost in the night, completely sealing off her way.

At that moment, she immediately understood.

From the moment she revealed herself, she had already fallen into the carefully woven trap of Tao Kun and Cheng Hao.

Chen Feng's momentary distraction gave Cheng Hao the perfect chance to strike back.

Chen Feng likewise sensed the danger. His body shifted slightly as he prepared to evade the fatal blow.

Cheng Hao's body suddenly jolted. A blade tip instantly pierced through his body and emerged from the other side.

The triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth froze at once. As his body slowly fell, he desperately turned his head and finally saw the person who had ambushed him.

It was Wei Qing!

He had dismembered Yang Kui and left him severely injured.

Then he had wiped out the pawn he had cultivated for years.

And in the end, even he himself had died at the other's hands.

Filled with boundless hatred and unwillingness, Cheng Hao closed his eyes.

Everything had happened too quickly.

Even Tao Kun and the other two had not noticed when Wei Qing had appeared.