Between a Gesture and a Breath, They Were Reduced to Ash

"Kill—"

With a roar, before he had even charged into the Wu Clan, the enraged Ascending Wu Rong swung his blade. A streak of blade light slashed across the sky toward Liu Chengfeng.

The blade light howled, wreathed in Witch Fire. Trees were burned to ash at a touch.

This was not only because Ascending Wu Rong possessed the strength of the second Reception stage, but also because of the Ghost King Blade in his hand.

The blade was a superior-grade weapon of the Reception Divine Treasury, forged from Ghost King Vein Gold and bestowed by the Dragon Ascending Holy Sect. It was extraordinarily precious.

With a single slash from afar, he meant to take Liu Chengfeng's life. Even the watching experts' hearts jolted.

Liu Chengfeng was ferocious, but how could the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury possibly match the Reception Divine Treasury?

The blade flame was about to cleave into Liu Chengfeng's head when a bowstring twanged like thunder.

A Golden Thunder Arrow shot over. With a bang, it pierced through the Witch Fire blade flame.

"Ascending Wu Rong, our score isn't settled yet."

A shout exploded like thunder, its might no weaker than Ascending Wu Rong's.

Clad in flowing finery, Jin Rui's aura surging, Nangong Renshe rushed onto the scene.

He held the Startling Thunder Bow, its string drawn taut. As the Golden Thunder Heart Method circulated, lightning flashed, and a Golden Thunder Arrow was nocked.

A piercing whistle rang out. Three Golden Thunder Arrows shot toward Ascending Wu Rong like bolts of lightning.

"You, Nangong, deserve to die too!"

Blocked from taking his revenge by Nangong Renshe, Ascending Wu Rong flew into a towering rage.

The Ghost King Blade howled. The Witch Worship Heart Method surged violently, Witch Fire blazing around him as he pushed the Witch King Eighteen Arts to its limits.

It was as though eighteen arms of the Witch King each held a Ghost King Blade. One slash came down, its blade light and witch flames surging like a long river, cleaving apart the three Golden Thunder Arrows.

"You deserve to die even more!"

Nangong Renshe's aura bore down on him. He pulled back to create distance, drew the bowstring taut, and raised it to the sky. His Golden Edge aura surged, lightning coiling around him.

Golden Thunder Arrows filled the sky and rained down on Ascending Wu Rong. The arrow storm rolled on, thunder roared without pause, and lightning danced wildly, swallowing him whole.

"Witch King Slaughter!"

Ascending Wu Rong erupted into action. The Witch King Eighteen Arts surged violently; eighteen figures each wielding a blade slashed in every direction.

His blades whirled, flames flared, and he guarded his whole body, holding back the unending rain of Golden Thunder Arrows.

Thunder rumbled without end. The bow stayed drawn, arrows flew in a rapid stream, and Nangong Renshe's hands moved like lightning.

Ascending Wu Rong was as violent as a Witch King, every blade wreathed in flame as he struck in all directions and slashed at every angle.

In the blink of an eye, Ascending Wu Rong and Nangong Renshe had exchanged dozens of moves. They fought to a standstill, neither gaining the upper hand.

Nangong Renshe and Ascending Wu Rong were both at the second Reception stage.

Each cultivated an inferior-grade Sage Scroll technique of the Reception Divine Treasury.

The only difference was that Nangong Renshe's Startling Thunder Bow was a mid-grade weapon, while Ascending Wu Rong's Ghost King Blade was a superior-grade weapon.

In terms of weapons, Ascending Wu Rong had the edge,

but Nangong Renshe possessed the True Blood of a six-thousand-year-old Treasure Beast, while Ascending Wu Rong had only the True Blood of a five-thousand-year-old Treasure Beast.

Nangong Renshe's blood and qi were stronger, and he could last longer.

At the same time, Nangong Renshe excelled at long-range attacks. By keeping his distance, he held a considerable advantage.

Blocked by Nangong Renshe from killing Liu Chengfeng, Ascending Wu Rong raged like thunder, roaring without end.

Nangong Renshe showed no mercy, every move a killing blow.

Ascending Wu Rong had attacked the Cloud Rising Sect, so Nangong Renshe was determined to kill him too.

As Nangong Renshe and Ascending Wu Rong fought to a standstill, a whistle cut through the air. Green willows flashed like lightning, their golden branches like swords, striking toward Nangong Renshe.

An old man in green robes had made his move. He was the Ascending Wu Clan's retainer, the Path Clearing Envoy!

Nangong Renshe was startled. He drew his bow to full tension. A thunderous twang rang out as six arrows shot forth, shattering the Green Willow Golden Branches.

"Kill—"

Seizing the rare opportunity, Ascending Wu Rong leaped toward Nangong Renshe. The Ghost King Blade came down, aimed straight at his head.

Nangong Renshe struck out with a palm. Thunder roared, lightning burst—Thunder Heart Palm.

With a bang, blood flashed from a single slash. Thunder Heart Palm could not stop the Ghost King Blade. Nangong Renshe retreated at once, putting distance between them again.

The Path Clearing Envoy struck once more. Green Willow Golden Branches blasted forth, like one sword after another slashing through the air toward Nangong Renshe.

The Path Clearing Envoy was at the third Reception stage, stronger than both Nangong Renshe and Ascending Wu Rong. He and Ascending Wu Rong had attacked the Cloud Rising Sect, but Ascending Wu Rong had withdrawn.

After failing to break through for a long time, he had also retreated.

The Green Willow Golden Branches came slashing again as Ascending Wu Rong closed in. Nangong Renshe's expression changed.

With a thunderous boom, a boulder the size of a small hill crashed toward the Green Willow Golden Branches. They shattered the rock, but it had still blocked the attack for Nangong Renshe.

"Old fool, take another move from me!"

The Cloud Rising Sect's First Elder arrived. He dug up a massive boulder and hurled it at the Path Clearing Envoy.

The First Elder was at the first Reception stage. The Earth Ape Heart Method he cultivated let him borrow the power of the earth and its soil.

"Hmph—"

At the third Reception stage, the Path Clearing Envoy thought nothing of the First Elder. He unleashed the Heaven-Reaching Green Willow Technique, sending more than a dozen Green Willow Golden Branches slashing at him like divine swords.

The First Elder let out an ape's cry and leaped up. His body darted and twisted like a spirit ape, evading the Green Willow Golden Branches as he flew toward the Path Clearing Envoy.

His staff rose and fell like a surging river. With every swing of the Spirit Ape Staff Technique, he drew upon the earth's soil, each booming strike like a mountain crashing down on the Path Clearing Envoy.

"You overestimate yourself—"

The Path Clearing Envoy gave a long whistle. As the Long River Heart Method drove his Wood-element power to surge, dozens of Green Willow Golden Branches burst up behind him. Like divine swords sweeping across the sky, they swept away the Spirit Ape Staff Technique.

The Path Clearing Envoy not only surpassed the First Elder by two stages in cultivation.

His Long River Heart Method was also a grade higher than the Earth Ape Heart Method.

After just a few exchanges, the First Elder was no match for the Path Clearing Envoy. Green Willow Golden Branches slashed toward him one after another, forcing him to bring his staff back to guard himself, leaving him no chance to attack.

The First Elder was at a disadvantage, while Nangong Renshe and Ascending Wu Rong fought fiercely.

Nangong Renshe was anxious. Once the First Elder fell, the Path Clearing Envoy would surely join forces against him.

The tide was turning against the Cloud Rising Sect.

"Good. Now that you're all here, it's time to wipe out the Ascending Wu Clan."

Liu Chengfeng, who had been fighting the three Wu Clan elders, shouted.

By now, Liu Chengfeng had the upper hand. With his boundless blood and qi, he was suppressing all three elders in a dazzling fight.

"Big words."

The three Wu Clan elders were all enraged.

"What's so hard about killing you—"

Liu Chengfeng shouted. As he opened his mouth, a sword's cry rang out. The three Wu Clan elders were ready for it.

They had already experienced Liu Chengfeng's Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique. Though terrifying, they believed they could withstand it.

Unfortunately, this time Liu Chengfeng did not spit out Golden Sword Qi. He sent a silver sword flying instead. Silver light flashed, and its chill killed.

The Nine Water Sword Pellet shot out as a sword, shrill as it pierced the air. Blood sprayed. The First Elder, who had thought he could block the strike, lost his head.

"Elder brother!"

The Second Elder and Third Elder cried out in alarm.

The silver sword's chill was biting. It shot up once more, and the Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique unleashed even greater power. Surging Sword Qi slashed toward them.

The Second Elder and Third Elder tried to protect themselves with Origin Mud, but it was useless. Screams rang out. Their heads fell, blood spurted, and they toppled to the ground.

The Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique. The Nine Water Sword Pellet.

An Innate Cultivation Method and a supreme-grade weapon—one move had slain all three Wu Clan elders.

The sight shook everyone to the core.

"How dare you!"

First his daughter had been killed, and now three elders had fallen. Ascending Wu Rong's rage knew no bounds.

"I'm killing you next!"

Liu Chengfeng shouted. His body shot forward like a flying pellet as he charged at Ascending Wu Rong. With a long cry, he unleashed the Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique, and the silver sword flashed like a streak of icy lightning toward Ascending Wu Rong.

Ascending Wu Rong gave a cold snort. After blocking the Golden Thunder Arrows, he swung backhandedly and knocked the silver sword away.

Weapons of the Reception Divine Treasury were forged from Vein Gold, while those of the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury were forged from Colored Copper.

The blade struck the silver sword, and the sword shattered. They were on entirely different levels.

As the shattered silver sword fell to the ground, Liu Chengfeng let out a long, unbroken cry and spat out another silver sword.

The sword on the ground flowed like liquid silver, returning to Liu Chengfeng's body.

The Nine Water Sword Pellet was forged from Nine Water Silver Copper, a supreme-grade Colored Copper, rare and far beyond ordinary Colored Copper weapons. Even when shattered, it could fuse together again.

The Nine Water Sword Pellet could transform into one sword, or into nine.

Liu Chengfeng let out a long cry and spat out nine swords. Every one was deadly; Sword Qi streaked in every direction, and sword light pierced the air, killing from a thousand meters away.

Caught off guard, Ascending Wu Rong was struck by a sword, blood pouring from his wound.

The powerful experts from the Grandmaster Mansion watching in the distance were dumbstruck.

The Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury was absolutely no match for the Reception Divine Treasury. Those in the Reception Divine Treasury already wielded the power of nature itself, completely crushing the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury.

Yet now Ascending Wu Rong had been struck by a sword and had nearly lost his life.

"Innate Sword Technique."

Chen Bao was stunned. Liu Chengfeng had not been boasting—he really had created an Innate Sword Technique.

"You deserve to die—"

Ascending Wu Rong raged without end, wishing he could tear Liu Chengfeng to pieces.

Nangong Renshe unleashed a wild barrage of thunder arrows, relentlessly suppressing Ascending Wu Rong.

Liu Chengfeng's long cry continued as he spat out silver swords. Nine swords soared into the sky, their sword light cascading like a waterfall as they slashed toward Ascending Wu Rong.

Even if another Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury expert had mastered an excellent sword technique, they still could not have wounded Ascending Wu Rong.

The Sage Scroll Innate Sword Technique could let its wielder cross realms to slay an enemy.

Ascending Wu Rong had been evenly matched with Nangong Renshe. Now Liu Chengfeng had joined forces with him, and after just a few exchanges, Ascending Wu Rong fell behind, struck by several swords.

At that moment, the Path Clearing Envoy struck the First Elder and sent him flying. Blood gushed from the First Elder's mouth; he could no longer fight.

"Give me your life—"

The Path Clearing Envoy attacked Liu Chengfeng. Green Willow Golden Branches slashed toward him like divine swords.

Liu Chengfeng hurriedly brought his swords back to protect himself. The nine swords merged into one, its sword light blazing as the blade stood like a mountain wall against the Green Willow Golden Branches.

Their strength was worlds apart. With a bang, the Nine Water Sword Pellet shattered, its liquid silver spilling across the ground, and Liu Chengfeng was sent flying by a single strike.

Even his Dragon Scale manifestation failed to stop the blow; a sword wound cut down to the bone.

"Boy, you deserve a thousand deaths. I'll take your head for Young Master Zhao, to honor Villa Master Zhao's spirit in heaven."

The Path Clearing Envoy had victory in his grasp as he looked down at Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng had killed Zhao Jinnian. The Ascending Wu Clan, the Dragon Ascending Holy Sect, and even the Ancient Li Royal Court all had to give the Divine Dynasty an explanation.

They needed Liu Chengfeng's head to answer to Zhao Tian and honor Villa Master Zhao's spirit in heaven.

"Kill—"

Shangguan Wurong roared. He fought as if prepared to die with his enemy. Nangong Renshe's arrow pierced through him, but he also sent Nangong Renshe flying with a slash, leaving blood all over the ground.

"I'll take his head with my own hands."

Shangguan Wurong charged forward, determined to kill Liu Chengfeng personally.

"I won't be satisfied until I've torn you limb from limb."

Ascending Wu Rong gnashed his teeth, murder in his eyes.

"Run!"

Nangong Renshe was gravely wounded and could not reach Liu Chengfeng in time to save him.

"My heart is merciful by nature. Yet today, not only will I kill you, I'll bury your entire Ascending Wu Clan."

Liu Chengfeng did not flee. He stood ready, calm and unruffled, then smiled.

His words left everyone stunned.

In anyone's eyes, Liu Chengfeng was doomed, with no hope of survival, yet he still dared to boast.

"You're courting death, fool."

The Path Clearing Envoy was murderous.

"I'll take your head to honor my daughter's spirit in heaven."

"And Villa Master Zhao's, too."

The Path Clearing Envoy and Ascending Wu Rong were about to kill Liu Chengfeng.

"Wipe out the Wu Clan!"

Facing two experts of the Reception Divine Treasury, Liu Chengfeng showed no fear and shouted.

The World Tree, which had already spread its branches, blazed with light and instantly plunged into the Ascending Wu Clan's Spirit Vein Dojo.

With a terrifying, whale-like gulp, it devoured all the Ascending Wu Clan's spiritual energy, draining the entire Spirit Vein.

The spiritual energy was instantly sucked dry. The entire Ascending Wu Clan withered; flowers, grass, and trees turned yellow, and its spiritual energy ran dry.

"Raise the formation! Raise the formation—"

Ascending Wu Rong shouted, but it was too late.

The Ascending Wu Clan's Spirit Vein Dojo had a defensive formation, but there was no time to activate it. Before even an alarm could sound, the World Tree had forcibly drained the Spirit Vein.

Compared to Tiger Mound, the Ascending Wu Clan's Spirit Vein was far weaker.

But for Liu Chengfeng, it was enough—enough to unleash the She Tian Demonic Tree.

"She Tian!"

Liu Chengfeng roared and summoned the She Tian Demonic Tree.

Under Liu Chengfeng's suppression, the She Tian Demonic Tree had no choice but to answer his call.

All the spiritual energy drawn from the Spirit Vein poured into the She Tian Demonic Tree in an instant, unleashing the power of She Tian.

The demonic tree towered to the sky, bending like a bow.

At this moment, the She Tian Demonic Tree's power was nowhere near as great as it had been at Tiger Mound's Su Family.

The Ascending Wu Clan's Spirit Vein was far too small.

Liu Chengfeng desperately circulated his heart's blood, rousing his divine blood and using his own vital energy to make up for the lack of spiritual energy.

The Starlight Wrath Arrow shot forth, and heaven and earth lost their color.

"Oh no—"

The Path Clearing Envoy and Ascending Wu Rong were horrified. They turned and fled.

"Die—"

The She Tian Demonic Tree let out a roar and fired an arrow.

The arrow swept through the air. The Path Clearing Envoy and Ascending Wu Rong didn't even have a chance to fight back before it blasted straight through them.

The arrow streaked down from the sky, crashing toward the Ascending Wu Clan's Spirit Vein Dojo.

With a deafening boom, the earth shook and mountains trembled. The Starlight Wrath Arrow pierced right through the entire Spirit Vein Dojo.

Many disciples of the Ascending Wu Clan were caught in the devastation. Their screams rang out as they were killed on the spot.

The surviving Wu Clan disciples were scared out of their wits and turned to flee.

The Spirit Vein Dojo was destroyed, and the Ascending Wu Clan was wiped out.

Everyone who saw it was left dumbstruck.

That one arrow had not only consumed all the spiritual energy, but also drained Liu Chengfeng of every last bit of his vital energy.

Liu Chengfeng's vision went black, and he nearly collapsed.

Nangong Renshe caught him.

"Old Uncle, I'll leave it to you."

The She Tian Demonic Tree had exhausted all its vital energy and couldn't hold on any longer. It immediately passed out.

"I'm out of here, I'm out of here."

The She Tian Demonic Tree had been scared witless. While Liu Chengfeng was unconscious, it turned into a gust of black wind and fled.

The others stared blankly, unable to come to their senses.

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