Sect Prodigies

Lin Feng's enraged strike, his palm wind sharp and True Essence surging, landed squarely on Wang Teng's chest!

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed, followed by a scattering wave of air.

However, Lin Feng's expression drastically changed.

He felt as if he had struck a piece of expertly forged fine gold. His palm's force vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to shake Wang Teng even slightly!

At some point, a faint, almost imperceptible golden aura had enveloped Wang Teng's body. With a slight ripple, it dissolved all the palm force that could have split mountains and shattered rocks.

Wang Teng's body remained motionless, not even the hem of his clothes disturbed.

He looked down at Lin Feng's palm pressed against his chest, a supremely mocking arc curving his lips.

"Is that all the strength you have?" he lightly brushed away non-existent dust. "It's not even enough to tickle me. The profundity of the Mysterious Cloud Body Tempering Art, how could a frog in a well like you possibly comprehend it?"

Lin Feng's heart sank.

Wang Teng's strength far exceeded his expectations.

This bizarre body-tempering technique possessed astonishing defensive power!

It would likely be difficult to break through in a short time.

Continuing to entangle himself would only be a waste of time.

His sister was in grave danger! Wang Teng's threat was clearly not unfounded!

In a flash, Lin Feng weighed the pros and cons.

Killing Wang Teng was inevitable, but not at this moment!

Rescuing his sister Wan'er took precedence over everything else!

"Your life is on loan for now," Lin Feng retracted his palm, his eyes as cold as ten thousand years of ice, fixing Wang Teng with a stare that seemed to brand his current arrogance deep into his soul. "When I return, I will take your head!"

Before his words even finished, his figure moved, swift as a phantom, transforming into a streak of light and charging directly towards the west of the city!

"Trying to escape? You stray dog!" Wang Teng made no move to pursue. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction Lin Feng had disappeared, his voice carrying a taunting tone that spread in all directions. "Go on, go collect the corpse of your ill-fated sister. Perhaps you'll even make it in time to see her one last time! Hahaha!"

That arrogant and venomous laughter clung to him like a leech, relentlessly burning away Lin Feng's reason, fueling his worry for his sister and his hatred for Wang Teng to the extreme!

Northern Garrison Command, western district of the city, outside a secluded and dilapidated courtyard.

At this moment, several martial artists in tight-fitting attire had gathered outside the courtyard. Their auras were fierce, their eyes filled with mockery as they pointed at the crumbling structure.

"The young lady inside, is that Lin Feng's sister, Lin Wan? I heard she's a mortal who can't cultivate?"

"That's right! She's quite pretty, but unfortunately, she has a brother who doesn't know his place and dared to offend Young Master Wang Teng!"

"Young Master Wang ordered us to give Lin Feng a 'surprise'. Tear down this broken house and 'invite' the little beauty out! Then, hehe..."

"Hurry up! Don't let that girl inside escape! I heard Lin Feng is looking for death at the assembly hall right now. He's probably already been crushed by Young Master Wang Teng by now, right?"

Filthy words mixed with arrogant laughter reached Lin Feng's ears as he sped towards the location!

His eyes split open with rage, his heart feeling as if it were being fiercely squeezed by an invisible hand!

Wang Teng! It was indeed that scumbag's doing!

"Rumble!"

A deafening sound erupted!

One of the burly martial artists, a sinister grin on his face, channeled his True Essence and smashed his fist into the already decaying load-bearing pillar of the courtyard!

Wood and stone flew!

The already precarious courtyard let out a grating groan. Huge cracks appeared in the walls, and roof tiles rained down!

"Oh no! The house is going to collapse!"

"Wan'er!" Lin Feng roared inwardly, increasing his speed by another third, almost becoming a straight line tearing through the air!

"Crack... Boom—!"

Accompanied by a thunderous crash, the aged courtyard could no longer withstand the strain and collapsed!

Dust billowed into the sky, and broken wood and bricks scattered across the ground!

"Sister!" Lin Feng's liver and gall turned to ash. His vision was instantly blurred by the swirling dust.

At this critical moment, he saw it!

Just before the collapsing beams and rubble could bury the frail figure huddled in the corner!

"Whoosh!"

Lin Feng's figure flickered into the ruins as if teleporting, tightly shielding the stunned Lin Wan in his arms. With his other hand, he condensed True Essence and forcefully struck upwards!

"Boom!"

The palm wind surged, shaking off several massive beams and countless pieces of rubble pressing down from above, clearing a small safe area.

As the dust settled slightly, Lin Feng's figure, tightly embracing his sister, was revealed.

Lin Wan's face was as pale as paper, her body trembling, clearly terrified, but thankfully, unharmed.

"Tsk, they sure ran fast," the burly martial artist retracted his fist. He and the others leisurely surrounded Lin Feng and his sister, their faces filled with the mocking amusement of a cat playing with a mouse.

"So this is Lin Feng? Looks like I missed the chance to collect his sister's corpse, but caught a hero saving the damsel instead? Too bad, you're here to die!"

"Bringing a burden like that, you think you can shake the heavens?"

"Surrender obediently and hand over this little beauty, maybe we'll give you a quick death!"

Each taunt struck Lin Feng like a poisoned needle.

He gently shielded his sister behind him, using his not-so-broad back to block all malice and danger for her.

His gaze was terrifyingly calm, the dead silence before a storm, the extreme coldness of condensed killing intent.

No need for words, only slaughter could wash away this humiliation and hatred!

He slowly raised his eyes, sweeping his gaze over the four approaching martial artists as if they were already dead.

These four had connected auras and formidable True Essence, all skilled individuals who had opened several meridians. They must be the experts Wang Teng brought back from the Sect, their strength even greater than the Nalan Family head!

Just as Lin Feng's True Essence began to circulate wildly within him, preparing to kill these four with lightning speed at any cost—

[Ding! Detected strong killing intent from the host, triggering mission: Eliminate Provoking Martial Artists!]

[Mission Target: Kill four Mysterious Cloud Sect Prodigies]

[Mission Success Reward: 2500 Slaughter Points!]

The cold system prompt sounded in Lin Feng's mind like a death knell.

Lin Feng's eyes instantly locked onto the four individuals before him.

The slaughter began.