"You said he couldn't reach the True Person Realm in that deranged state, didn't you?"
Standing atop the twenty-zhang-high city wall, Shi Feizhe looked at the Black Sun and blue moon in the sky and couldn't help saying,
After Fan Jianqiang had carried him far away from Leng Qianye at breakneck speed, Shi Feizhe had finally been able to take a deep breath and speak a full sentence.
"How should I know!" Fan Jianqiang said gloomily.
The martial world really was beyond anyone's imagination.
Who knew that going mad could make someone a True Person?
Huh... That meant the value of that "Sun Moon United Heart Art" had gone way up!
Fan Jianqiang's eyes shifted as he came up with a few ways to fleece people!
"Lan Xuan! You dog! Get out here and meet your death!" Leng Qianye's roar could be heard throughout Qiu Yang City.
"Bastard!" A dignified voice came from the City Lord's Mansion. Then a gigantic blue kirin leaped out of it!
"The Ice Kirin! It's City Lord Lan!" Chen Yulou exclaimed at the sight of the kirin.
"Die!" The Black Sun plunged toward the Ice Kirin's Dharma Image, like the sun falling from the heavens!
The Ice Kirin spewed a deep-blue breath at the descending Black Sun, like a cold wave from ancient times, freezing half the sky.
But it still couldn't stop the Black Sun from falling!
Because Leng Qianye wasn't alone!
There were three of them!
The Black Sun smashed into the Ice Kirin's forehead, caving in half of it. The veteran True Person Realm cultivator Lan Xuan seemed to have fallen behind Leng Qianye.
"How could I have... How could I have feared you, you dog, all this time?"
"How could I have been so useless in the past?"
"How could I have been so useless!"
As Leng Qianye let out a furious howl that sounded like a sob, the blue moon came crashing down on the Ice Kirin's head.
The True Martial Dharma Image was the manifestation of one's will and true qi. If the Dharma Image was injured, its user was injured too!
"...How is this possible?" Lan Xuan was a dignified-looking middle-aged man with a splendid beard three chi long. He couldn't understand how Leng Qianye, who had only just entered the True Person Realm, could be stronger than him, a True Person of several decades' standing!
His Dharma Image had been battered, yet he still couldn't believe it.
"Freeze the World!" he roared.
The Ice Kirin howled and spewed blue frost, freezing even half of Qiu Yang City. On top of that, the clouds he had frozen earlier now hung in the sky as blocks of ice.
The falling ice, combined with the half of Qiu Yang City frozen by his attack, turned the whole city into a living hell. No one knew how many people had died in the attack, or how many had survived.
"This..." Seeing half of Qiu Yang City frozen, Shi Feizhe watched women and children turn to ice as they fled. Unable to bear it, he said, "This is too awful. Let's go save them!"
"When two True Person Realm experts fight, there's no room for anyone else to interfere," Fan Jianqiang said. "If you go near them, you'll die too! There's no point trying to save them. The moment those two started fighting, the people here were doomed."
"No! I have to go home! My parents are still there! Until we meet again!" Seeing the scene, Chen Yulou was frantic with worry. He tossed out a few words and half a watermelon, then vanished.
"Let's hope he makes it," Fan Jianqiang said, watching the back of Chen Yulou, the man who'd been watching the spectacle.
"You can't do anything either?" Shi Feizhe asked again.
"Me? I can't beat either of them!" Fan Jianqiang said. "Besides, what do I care about the people in this city?"
"..." Shi Feizhe fell silent.
Having come to this world, he was once again confronted by the cruelty of the martial world and... its utter lack of mercy for the weak.
"The most terrifying disaster in the martial world is when two top experts fight," Fan Jianqiang said, seeing the sorrow on Shi Feizhe's face. "You get used to it after you've seen it enough."
Lan Xuan didn't care at all about the destruction of Qiu Yang City. Leng Qianye was beating him senseless, and he had no time to think of anything else.
"City Lord! We're here to help!" A dozen or so monks from Golden Buddha Temple formed a formation, combining their strength into one person and temporarily granting him the power of the True Person Realm! It was their trump card against Heaven's Mandate Academy, but now they had no choice but to use it.
If Lan Xuan died, all the resources they'd invested in him would go down the drain!
"Leng Qianye, many days ago, I gave you a sutra, and we formed a bond of goodwill. Why not do me a favor today and show some consideration for Golden Buddha Temple..."
"Go to hell!" The blue moon smashed the speaking monk to pieces before he could finish.
"'Lun Yu'! The Master said: 'If you've come, make yourself at home.'" The Confucian scholars of Heaven's Mandate Academy recited Lun Yu in unison. Their auras joined together, and as one, they unleashed an attack as powerful as one from the True Person Realm! This was the trump card they'd prepared for Golden Buddha Temple.
If you've come, make yourself at home.
Since you've come here, then rest here in peace!
This was a killing move from Lun Yu. Light swirled through the five elements, turning into sharp arrows that shot toward Leng Qianye!
"It hit!" The Confucian scholars of Heaven's Mandate Academy cheered.
"You clowns, what are you messing around for?" Leng Qianye said coldly, unharmed by Lun Yu's killing move. He retaliated with a falling Black Sun, crushing who knew how many of the scholars.
"Nether Cold Kill!" With help from the two factions, Lan Xuan finally caught his breath. The gigantic Ice Kirin slowly shrank, then turned into an arm-thick ice spike in his hand. Like the inescapable cold of winter, it plunged viciously into Leng Qianye's chest.
Leng Qianye could have dodged, but he didn't!
"You're already beaten, damn it!" Leng Qianye ignored the ice spike piercing his body and freezing his blood. He seized Lan Xuan's arm and spoke to him after his successful strike.
"Do you understand now? You're going to die at the hands of us, Leng Qianye!"
He tightened his grip and tore off Lan Xuan's arm. Then he grabbed Lan Xuan's head with his other hand and let out a roar.
"Die!"
Under Lan Xuan's horrified gaze, Leng Qianye ripped his head and spine right out of his body!
He drank the blood dripping from Lan Xuan's head, as if savoring fine wine! Then he went on a wanton killing spree.
In Qiu Yang City, whenever he came across a man, he killed him!
A woman, he killed her!
A child, he killed them!
A monk, he killed him!
A Confucian scholar, he killed them!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"We're so happy killing you all!"
"We should've killed you all long ago! Killed you all!"
Covered in blood, Leng Qianye laughed madly as he slaughtered the weak and drove the terrified crowds fleeing in every direction. He was like a fiend.
"Go! Hurry! We can't stay in Qiu Yang City!" Fan Jianqiang said to Shi Feizhe.
"What about them?" Shi Feizhe pointed to the fleeing people below the city wall.
"Forget them. Leng Qianye's gone mad! If we don't leave now, we won't get away!" Fan Jianqiang urged him. "I still have to grab my luggage! Hurry!"
"I..." Shi Feizhe knew there was truly nothing he could do. He sighed, then left Qiu Yang City with Fan Jianqiang.
In this martial world, he was still only an ant-like bystander.
Not long after they left, the Yellow Heavens descended and quelled the chaos in the city.
The first volume had ended. Subjectively, he wanted to lie low; objectively, he had to flee. That was the martial world: going where the current carried you.
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