Bloodbath at Feipeng Market

Cold Wind City, Bing Clan Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

"Supreme Elders, this is the Jade Slip left behind by Senior White Bone. Whether to leave or stay is entirely up to you seniors."

After True Lord Xue's fall, everyone had been watching for White Bone Old Devil's reaction. The Bing Clan Chamber of Commerce had gathered all its Nascent Soul elders in one hall.

Inside the main hall, Bing Yun, as the chamber's president, respectfully handed the Jade Slip to each Nascent Soul Supreme Elder.

Over the years, aside from the three Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Gold Essence Mine, another three Nascent Soul Cultivators had joined one after another.

The six Nascent Soul Cultivators were not particularly highly cultivated, all merely at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

As the six examined the Jade Slip left behind by White Bone Old Devil, their expressions grew grave.

"White Bone Old Devil is serious!"

"A huge mess is about to break out!"

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

The Nascent Soul old monsters went numb when they saw the Jade Slip. They were both shocked and afraid.

White Bone Old Devil had already left Cold Wind City. His purpose was obvious—he intended to fight True Lord Feipeng and the Feipeng Chamber of Commerce to the bitter end.

It would not be a straightforward head-on battle, but a fight to the death.

After all, every Nascent Soul Cultivator in the world understood True Lord Feipeng's methods. He wanted to use a peak battle to boil his essence, qi, and spirit to their limit, thereby condensing battle intent and walking a path of fierce, overbearing mental cultivation.

So long as he maintained that state of mind, he would naturally restrain illusion arts and divine abilities such as Divine Sense attacks. When encountering inner demons,