Profound Meaning: Divine Movement!

In his rage, he wished he could rush before Wei Qing and tear him to pieces.

However.

Just as he lifted his foot, Chen Feng's figure flashed before him, standing like a great mountain between him and Wei Qing.

"Your opponent is me."

"Chen Feng."

Cheng Hao roared, True Essence surging madly within him, his eyes bloodshot as he lunged at Chen Feng.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's lips curved into a smile.

When a person loses their reason, they unknowingly expose their flaws.

[Ding! Slew a Seventh-Rank Peak puppet]

[Strength +50, Constitution +60, Martial Skill Enhancement Card x1]

[Martial Skill Enhancement Card: Host can enhance any Martial Skill to the Grandmaster realm]

[Please Host, select a Martial Skill?]

"Ephemeral Art"

Adhering to the principle that all martial arts are unbeatable with speed.

Wei Qing instantly decided to enhance his speed first.

"Buzz..."

As the command was given, a large amount of Ephemeral Art cultivation experience poured into his mind.

[Ding!]

[Ephemeral Art breaks through to the Grandmaster realm, automatically comprehending the profound meaning: Divine Movement!]

[Divine Movement: Speed increased by 300%]

Wei Qing rejoiced inwardly. His figure suddenly blurred, leaving only an afterimage in his place. His true form appeared like a phantom before Yan Qingshan, who had lost an arm.

"You... how is this possible..."

Yan Qingshan's face turned pale. He staggered back, clutching his severed arm, his eyes full of disbelief.

Wei Qing's aura was clearly only at the Eighth Rank, but his speed just now was something even a Fifth Rank expert would struggle to match.

Alas, it was still too late.

The blade was already at his throat.

"Hmph, you really think I'm a pushover?"

Yan Qingshan sneered, and with his remaining left hand, he abruptly pulled out a blood-red jade talisman from his chest—

"You want to kill me? Then we'll die together!"

"Boom—!"

The jade talisman exploded, unleashing torrents of flame that shot into the sky. Violent energy swept through an area of ten feet!

Wei Qing's eyes narrowed. He immediately activated the profound meaning of Divine Movement, his figure flashing back like an illusion. His blade drew a silver arc before him—

"Swish!"

The flames were split in two by the blade energy, yet not a single wisp managed to touch him!

"What?!" Yan Qingshan was completely despairing.

Wei Qing took a step forward, and with a flash of his blade, Yan Qingshan's head flew off. His body stiffened and then fell straight down.

[Ding! Slew a Seventh-Rank High-level martial artist]

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

Wei Qing didn't linger, his figure flashing.

He appeared behind the three black-clothed figures surrounding Shen Yan. His blade cut through the night.

"Sss..."

The closest black-clothed assassin's body suddenly stiffened, and a bloodline as fine as a silk thread appeared on his neck.

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

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

As one of them raised his arm, the blade flashed again!

his throat was already pierced by the sword.

The last person, distracted for a moment, was seized by Shen Yan, who decapitated him with a single sword strike. He finally fell to the ground, dead.

[Ding! Successively killed Eighth-Rank Peak martial artists]

[Spirit +65, Strength +75, Constitution +71, Meridian Opening Pill X1]

The two exchanged a glance and charged towards the remaining black-clothed figures...

On another battlefield.

The mysterious man was sent flying back ten feet by Chen Feng's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a poof.

"Damn brat."

He had the upper hand, but because Wei Qing killed Yang Kui, he suffered a backlash as his mind was connected to Yang Kui.

Chen Feng seized the opportunity and attacked relentlessly.

He instantly turned the tide.

Furthermore, at the moment Yan Qingshan died and he was distracted, he was heavily injured by the opponent's palm.

Seeing this, he no longer cared about his reputation and roared to the sky, "Old ghost Tao, if you don't make a move, you'll be waiting to collect my corpse."

"Jie jie..."

As a sinister laugh echoed, a hunched black shadow quietly appeared on the backyard wall.

He was toying with a pair of walnuts in his right hand, which flowed with a bewitching red light, as if stained with blood, emitting a strange aura.

"I told you long ago to stop early, but you wouldn't listen. If it weren't for Elder Chen's sake, I wouldn't even bother with you."

"Blood Demon Hand—Tao Kun."

Upon seeing the pair of blood-red walnuts in the newcomer's hand, Chen Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

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

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

He sacrificed all eight hundred and nineteen members of the Luo family, the foremost family in Lin City, overnight.

"Heh heh, I didn't expect anyone to still remember me." Tao Kun raised an eyebrow, a sinister smile on his lips, as if this was something he was very proud of.

"Eight hundred and nineteen lives of the Lin City Luo family, the Heavenly Realm Division's ledger remembers it clearly for you!"

"Hahaha, so what?"

Facing Chen Feng's gritted teeth expression, Tao Kun grinned without concealment, letting out a wild and mocking laugh.

"Of course, it's to bring you to justice."

A bone-chillingly cold voice suddenly sounded from behind Tao Kun. A woman in red, wearing a Heavenly Realm Division badge, appeared.

The words "Profound Rank Warden" on the badge emitted a majestic faint glow under the moonlight.

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

Tao Kun was not surprised at all. As soon as he arrived at the City God Temple, he had already sensed the woman's presence.

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

Chen Feng looked at the newcomer with surprise.

"The Pacification Commissioner sent me on an errand, and I happened to pass by this place," Tantai Yue explained simply.

Regarding the secret order, without the permission of superiors, the person executing it absolutely could not reveal a single word.

This was an iron rule of the Heavenly Realm Division.

Even though Chen Feng was a registered disciple of his father, 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, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Let's try, won't we... Careful."

Tantai Yue was about to speak when her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Cheng Hao, who was heavily injured, leaping up, flashing behind Chen Feng, and stabbing at his heart with a dagger.

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

At this moment, she suddenly understood.

From the moment she appeared, she had fallen into the meticulously woven trap set by Tao Kun and Cheng Hao.

Chen Feng's momentary distraction provided Cheng Hao with the perfect opportunity to counterattack.

Chen Feng also sensed the danger. His body moved slightly, just as he was about to dodge this fatal blow.

Cheng Hao's body suddenly stiffened, and the tip of a blade instantly pierced through his body, emerging from the other side.

The triumphant smile on his lips instantly froze. As his body slowly fell, he desperately looked back, finally seeing clearly who had ambushed him.

It was Wei Qing!

He had dismembered Yang Kui, causing him to be heavily injured.

Then he had eliminated the pawn he had cultivated for many years.

Finally, he himself had died at the hands of the other party.

Cheng Hao closed his eyes with a heart full of hatred and unwillingness.

All of this happened too quickly.

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