Slaughtering from One End of the Street to the Other

Two Wind Staff.

Liu Chengfeng let out a long whistle; his staff rose like a gale, dancing like a demon, with layers of staff shadows that were impossible to evade.

The Thunder Sound Staff whipped up gusts of chilling wind, carrying a biting cold.

Wang Jing let out a loud cry and retreated at high speed; his body was like the wind, his sword like a leopard.

His speed was fast, but Liu Chengfeng's speed was faster.

Liu Chengfeng's wind-like staff strikes descended like a torrential downpour, leaving no gap, and Wang Jing struggled to parry, unable to block the dense sword techniques.

In a moment of distraction, he was struck by the Thunder Sound Staff, and a "crack" of shattering bones echoed.

Half the bones in his body were pulverized by the Thunder Sound Staff, staining his clothes red, and Wang Jing screamed in agony as he retreated further.

The wind-like staff danced, fast and dense, and the chilling wind it stirred up made Wang Jing sway, his speed hindered and his movements stalling.

With a "bang," he was struck by another blow, and Wang Jing shrieked, collapsing to the ground, his flesh mangled and his bones shattered.

"You dare—"

The three guardians lunged forward, attempting to save Wang Jing.

With a whistling sound, black stones filled the sky, piercing through the air with sharp, cold glints like a goddess scattering flowers, shooting toward the three guardians.

Jiang Yu's body moved like a whirlwind, kicking up sand and stones as he rushed over first to join Liu Chengfeng.

"Brother, leave them to me, you go ahead."

Jiang Yu used his footwork to weave between the three guardians, the Black Stone attacking from all directions to pin them down.

Liu Chengfeng raised his staff and charged, engaging Wang Jing once more, who was so terrified his soul nearly left his body, turning to flee toward Gu Yao.

How could Wang Jing's speed compare to Liu Chengfeng's? In three or five steps, he was overtaken.

The Thunder Sound Staff smashed down, and Wang Jing raised his sword to meet it; with a "bang," the sword was sent flying.

Three Mountain Staff, a staff as heavy as a mountain, weighing fifty thousand catties.

"Senior brother, save me—"

At the moment of life and death, Wang Jing screamed, but it was already too late.

A staff blow smashed into his head, and blood and brains splattered; no matter how strong the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury body was, once the head was shattered, death was inevitable.

"You villain—"

Gu Yao was shocked and roared in anger; he was presiding over the situation, but he was overwhelmed.

Before he could stop Jiang Yu and the others, Liu Chengfeng had already killed over twenty disciples, and even Wang Jing could not escape death.

Liu Chengfeng leaped into the air as if ascending to the heavens, soaring over the heads of the Ascending Wu Clan experts, high and fast.

Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury, leaping into the air; the first stage limit was one hundred meters, the second stage two hundred, and the third stage three hundred.

Now, Liu Chengfeng leaped up, pushing toward three hundred meters, nearly reaching the third-stage limit.

How could the experts of the Ascending Wu Clan possibly pursue him?

Using the Purple Mist Flying Waterfall Technique, Liu Chengfeng stepped across high towers and rooftops, leaping over half a long street to close in on Gu Yao.

"Die—"

Liu Chengfeng dove down, his three-staff-as-mountain technique carrying a crushing momentum, breaking through the air and shattering armor as he brought the staff down heavily toward Gu Yao.

Gu Yao had not expected Liu Chengfeng to strike so quickly, and his expression changed drastically.

He let out a long whistle, circulating his heart method, and his entire body's tendons and bones exploded with sound, like a dragon shaking its body.

Incense Dragon Heart Method, a top-tier Human Scroll, possessed immense power; Gu Yao's body seemed to transform into a flood dragon, with iron bones and dragon tendons.

The Dragon Rising Sword in his hand struck upward, the momentum of a dragon raising its head, the sword energy exploding as it shot toward Liu Chengfeng.

With a loud boom, Gu Yao blocked Liu Chengfeng's staff, the roof beneath his feet shattering, and he rolled, landing on the main street.

Liu Chengfeng chased after him with long strides.

"Give me your life—"

Gu Yao was the personal disciple of Ascending Wu Rong and the senior brother of the Ascending Wu Clan, possessing formidable strength among the younger generation.

Facing Liu Chengfeng's ferocity, he felt no fear, his fighting spirit soaring.

He let out a long whistle like a dragon's roar, and dragon patterns appeared on his Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury body, as if he were transforming into a flood dragon, every inch of muscle erupting with ten thousand catties of force.

The Dragon Rising Sword in his hand rang out, possessing the sharpness of a dragon.

This sword was forged from high-grade colored copper, equal in quality to the Thunder Sound Staff in Liu Chengfeng's hand.

The sword rose like burning incense, and within the sword shadows, a dragon shape emerged.

Incense Burning Three Dragon Sword, a top-tier Human Scroll.

As Gu Yao slashed his sword toward Liu Chengfeng, the erupting sword energy carved cracks into the stone floor.

Each strike carried eighty thousand catties of force, the blade sharp and the energy explosive.

This strike, if landed, could cleave through a thick and towering city wall.

"Well come—"

Liu Chengfeng shouted loudly, swinging his staff to smash forward, executing the Mountain Staff once again.

Blood energy erupted, the staff heavy as a mountain; as the mountain momentum crashed down, the staff force shattered the air.

With a "bang," Liu Chengfeng took Gu Yao's sword strike—carrying eighty thousand catties of force—head-on, his shoulder swaying slightly.

Gu Yao was greatly shocked, looking at Liu Chengfeng in disbelief.

At the third stage of Treasure Mountain, the limit is one hundred thousand catties of force; his own eighty thousand catties made him an elite among his peers.

To be held off by Liu Chengfeng, who was only at the first stage of Treasure Mountain, was simply absurd.

"I have marked your life for death."

Liu Chengfeng stared at Gu Yao, a fierce light gleaming in his eyes.

Gu Yao had led men to burn down the Wu Dao Sect, so Liu Chengfeng was determined to kill him.

"Taking your dog life—"

Gu Yao's killing intent surged; as a powerhouse at the third stage of Treasure Mountain, he refused to believe he could not slay an enemy at the first stage.

His heart method revolved, blood energy rolled, and a dragon's roar echoed; dragon patterns flashed brightly on his body as he held his Dragon Rising Sword high, unleashing the Incense Burning Three Dragon Sword.

The sword energy transformed into a dragon shape, twenty to thirty meters long, incomparably sharp.

"A fine heart method."

Seeing the dragon patterns emerge on Gu Yao's body, allowing a flesh-and-blood body to erupt with the power of a true dragon, Liu Chengfeng felt envious and wanted to seize this heart method.

A top-grade Human Scroll heart method was already the highest tier of technique for the Ascending Wu Clan.

"Eat another staff—"

Liu Chengfeng rose violently, the Purple Mist Flying Waterfall Technique erupting; his body moved like a meteor, his staff shattering the air.

Four Staffs of Thunder.

As the staff smashed down, it was like a thunderclap exploding; the Thunder Sound Staff simultaneously emitted bursts of thunderous sound, each wave higher than the last.

The staff was like a thunderbolt, the thunder sound chilling the soul, all combined with the "Purple Mist Flying Waterfall Technique."

Liu Chengfeng's strike also broke through the threshold of eighty thousand catties of force.

Gu Yao's expression changed as he watched; he let out a long howl, his blood energy like a dragon, his sword radiance slashing wildly upward. The Dragon Radiance Sword Stance surged, and the stone floor was split open for thirty meters.

Sword and staff collided with a "bang," neither side gaining the upper hand.

Gu Yao was also stunned, never expecting someone at the first stage of Treasure Mountain to fight him to a draw.

His heart method, sword technique, and weapon were integrated as one, all part of the Dragon Radiance Sword Stance, making him nearly invincible among his peers.

To be blocked by an enemy at the first stage of Treasure Mountain was unbelievable.

Liu Chengfeng's heart method was innate, his movement technique was innate, and his staff technique was top-grade; he fought above his level, suppressing a third-stage Treasure Mountain expert, growing more courageous with every strike.

Gu Yao also howled incessantly, his sword following the dragon's momentum, his body like a dragon's frame, his blood energy tyrannical, his dragon patterns protecting his body, as tough as dragon scales.

This made Liu Chengfeng even more envious; if he could seize such a heart method and fuse it with his "Gold Knot Heart Method," it would become innate, even more exquisite and profound, with even greater power.

"Get lost—"

On the other side, the Fourth Elder was also slaughtering in all directions, carving out a bloody path until he reached Liu Chengfeng's side.

The heart method and techniques the Fourth Elder practiced were of the low-grade Sage Scroll; the powerhouses of the Ascending Wu Clan only practiced Human Scrolls.

The Fourth Elder was practically invincible among his peers; even the Second Elder of the Wu Clan was no match for him.

The Fourth Elder slashed down with force, physically hacking the Wu Clan's Second Elder away.

The Fourth Elder pursued with long strides, his Crescent Moon Spade swinging down, intending to take the head of the Wu Clan's Second Elder.

"You dare—"

With a violent shout, a surge of Wu energy rushed over like a raging tide, forcing the Fourth Elder back.

"Ascending Wu Rong—"

The head of the Ascending Wu Clan had arrived to save the situation; the Fourth Elder's expression changed drastically, yet he still swung his Crescent Moon Spade, hacking wildly.

Ascending Wu Rong snorted coldly, his hand rising like a hammer, smashing directly toward the Fourth Elder; the strike cracked the earth and was extremely domineering.

The Fourth Elder let out a long howl, his Origin Mud protecting his body as the Imperial City Temple Armor emerged, covering him entirely to take the blow from Ascending Wu Rong head-on.

At the fourth stage of Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury, one fuses Origin Mud to shape the physical body.

True blood strengthens the blood energy, while Origin Mud protects the flesh.

The Fourth Elder's Origin Mud was the Imperial City Temple Mud; when it manifested, it formed the Imperial City Temple Armor to protect him.

A loud boom echoed, and the Fourth Elder had actually blocked Ascending Wu Rong's strike.

"Good Origin Mud—"

Seeing his own strike blocked, Ascending Wu Rong could not help but feel envious.

The Imperial City Temple Mud was a top-grade city mud, bestowed by the imperial family.

Ascending Wu Rong, as the head of his clan, had already opened the Reception Divine Treasury, though his Origin Mud was merely of the middle grade among city muds.

Although the Fourth Elder's Imperial City Temple Armor blocked the force of the strike, the Witch Fire from Ascending Wu Rong surged forward immediately afterward, blasting the Fourth Elder away and causing him to spray blood wildly.

This was the gap between the Reception Divine Treasury and the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury.

The Reception Divine Treasury could channel the natural power of heaven and earth, transcending mere physical damage.

The Fourth Elder's City Guard Armor could block physical force, but it could not withstand the Witch Fire of Ascending Wu Rong.

"Elder—"

Liu Chengfeng immediately leaped out of the fray, retreating to the side of the Fourth Elder.

Jiang Yu and the rest of the disciples also withdrew, falling back to the Fourth Elder's side to form a defensive circle.

Ascending Wu Rong personally led several hundred experts from the Ascending Wu Clan, surrounding them and sealing off all paths of retreat for the disciples of the Cloud Rising Sect.

"The Cloud Rising Sect is seeking its own destruction. If you had just handed over that brat surnamed Liu earlier, wouldn't everything be fine?"

Ascending Wu Rong held victory in his grasp; he intended not only to kill Liu Chengfeng but to wipe out the Fourth Elder and his group as well.

"Let's fight them to the death."

The Cloud Rising Sect had nowhere left to run, yet no disciple felt fear; they all looked upon death as a homecoming.

Liu Chengfeng took a deep breath as the World Tree unfurled and the Blood Sea churned.

When it came to fighting for his life, who had he ever feared? If he truly hardened his heart, he could drain the entire Great Meng Mountain of its spiritual energy.

Just as they were about to risk it all, a thunderous cry rang out, and a force of iron cavalry charged in, unstoppable, piercing through the crowd like an iron sword.

They forcibly separated the Cloud Rising Sect from the hundreds of experts of the Ascending Wu Clan.

Amidst the cavalry, a man sat atop a massive Dragon Elephant, looking down at everyone.

This man was clad in Ding Armor, his frame tall and sturdy, with a tiger-like head, swallow-like forehead, round eyes, and thick lips. His presence was like a mountain range, incredibly oppressive, and he radiated a cold, lethal killing intent.

Standing next to this man was Su Youqian, who winked at Liu Chengfeng.

"Who gave you the gall to start a massacre in my Great Meng City?"

"City Lord Chen."

Seeing this man, the expression of Ascending Wu Rong changed drastically.

City Lord Chen, Chen Bao, was a member of the Great Meng Chen Family and also a member of the Qiuchi Kingdom royal family; he was the master of Great Meng City.

The Great Meng Chen Family had originally been a minor clan, but after Lady Chen married into the royal family, they received resources and support, allowing them to cultivate the Great Dao.

Having become one of the three great powerhouses of the Qiuchi Kingdom, the Chen Family had leaped over the dragon gate, their prestige renowned.

Lady Chen was the ancestor of Su Youqian and the Old Matriarch of the Su Family.

Su Youqian was loyal, and at this critical moment of danger, he had brought reinforcements for the Cloud Rising Sect.

"Who gave you dogs of the Ascending Wu Clan the gall? To start a massacre on my turf?"

Chen Bao looked down at Ascending Wu Rong, his aura so oppressive that the experts present could barely breathe.

There was no doubt that Chen Bao stood on the side of the Fourth Elder; the Fourth Elder was a member of the royal family, and even if he were a distant branch, he was still a member of the Su Family—he was one of their own.

Ascending Wu Rong's expression shifted; Chen Bao was not just throwing his weight around based on status—he was a powerful expert at the fourth stage of the Reception Divine Treasury.

Ascending Wu Rong, at the second stage of the Reception Divine Treasury, was no match for Chen Bao at all.

"City Lord, this brat committed murder and killed the father of Young Master Zhao. Young Master Zhao has entered the Divine Dynasty and ascended to become a Heavenly God. The Ancient Li Royal Court demands this brat pay with his life."

Ascending Wu Rong could only bring out his backing.

"Don't use a chicken feather as a command arrow; we have received no such order from the Ancient Li Royal Court in Great Meng City, nor has the Qiuchi Kingdom."

Chen Bao's expression turned cold as he stared at Ascending Wu Rong.

Ascending Wu Rong felt awkward.

Even if the Ancient Li Royal Court hadn't issued an order, didn't they, as subordinates, know what needed to be done?

Zhao Jinnian had been killed in their hands, and although the higher-ups hadn't blamed them yet, they had to capture the murderer to provide an account.

This was not just the intention of the Ascending Wu Clan; it was also the will of the Dragon Ascending Holy Sect.

The Dragon Ascending Holy Sect wanted to curry favor with the Ancient Li Royal Court, and the Ascending Wu Clan wanted to curry favor with the Dragon Ascending Holy Sect.

"Path Clearing Envoy, get out of Great Meng City, or don't blame me for not sparing your life under my blade."

Chen Bao shouted, his tone incredibly overbearing as he drove them out from across the street.