Mute Girl

In Nine Cloud Heavenly City, the Enforcers blocked Marquis of Knowing Fate's path, and the atmosphere immediately grew heavy as tension gradually spread.

Though the figure in plain robes stood still without making a move, the expressions of the three Enforcers before him had already turned grave. They knew very well that the young man before them differed from every other powerful figure of the younger generation.

There was absolutely no second young man in this world whom all the Star Venerables and Domain Lords treated differently.

"Ruoxi, step back."

Ruoxi nodded softly, then retreated more than ten paces.

"I thought that if I endured for a moment, the wind would calm and the waves would still. Yet I never expected that one moment of forbearance would bring your relentless pressure, step after step. From today onward, Knowing Fate will endure no more."

As he spoke, blood energy spread forth. A sword, blue tinged with crimson, descended into his hand. The instant he gripped it, blood patterns pierced into his arm, their breaths and pulses becoming one.

The expressions of the three Enforcers changed slightly. They dared not wait any longer. Stepping forward, they swept in, striking first to gain the advantage.

With a thunderous crash, one sword met three palms. The plain-robed figure stood immovable as a mountain, not taking even half a step back.

"Something is wrong."

Faced with that unshakable power, the three men were stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief. How could this be? Though the Ninth Son of Ink Sect's attainments in the sword were terrifying beyond measure, his foundation and cultivation were both extremely limited. It should have been impossible for him to receive their palm force head-on.

"Distracted? You truly are brimming with confidence."

Ning Chen spoke coldly. Condensing Essence in his left