Siege and Kill

Ershui City.

At this moment, both the front and back city gates were tightly shut. There wasn't a single civilian on the main street; it was completely empty. The silence was so profound that even the chirping of birds felt jarring. A sense of cold desolation enveloped the entire city.

On the surrounding city walls, soldiers in full armor stood guard. Rows of archers had drawn their bows, their arrows aimed squarely at the city within.

Suddenly, Shouts like thunder exploded within the quiet city.

"Kill the Demonic Cult, prosper the Divine Incense Cult!"

"Kill the Demonic Cult, prosper the Divine Incense Cult!"

Groups of Divine Incense Cult members and disciples, carrying the large banners of their sect, shouted as they searched everywhere within the city, acting with impunity and extreme dominance.

Other factions were also searching for the Demonic Cult, forming torrents of pursuit that turned Ershui City upside down.

On one street, Zhao Jie led the Martial Academy disciples and met up with the subordinates led by Dark Energy disciples, forming a considerable force.

Wang Sheng stood to the side, waiting while Zhao Jie spoke with those Dark Energy Senior Brothers. A group of Divine Incense Cult disciples rushed past. Wang Sheng looked over, his eyes widening in surprise.

The one leading this group of Divine Incense Cult disciples was none other than Ox Cyclone of the Golden Bull Gang.

Clearly, the Divine Incense Cult had absorbed the Golden Bull Gang.

The sudden appearance of such a large force from the Divine Incense Cult in Ershui City was not without foundation. The Transforming Energy grandmasters within it came from the government and individual powerful families. A significant portion of the remaining Dark Energy and Bright Energy practitioners were composed of smaller gangs and factions like the Golden Bull Gang and White Tiger Gang, and even local thugs.

"Let's go, Qingfeng Inn."

Someone shouted, and a group of Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy disciples followed Zhao Jie as they quickly headed to Qingfeng Inn. Facing the biting cold wind, they completely surrounded the inn.

Wang Sheng, wearing Iron Armor underneath a short shirt, pretended to be sweating profusely and was placed at the outermost edge of the encirclement, just for show.

"Kill!"

Zhao Jie's surging internal energy rolled like mist. His expression was cold. With a sharp roar, he, along with four Dark Energy disciples, smashed through the doors and windows, charging directly inside.

The other five Dark Energy disciples were responsible for intercepting any Demonic Cult disciples trying to escape.

"Junior Brother, you're not getting any younger. It's time you got married and had children. I have a cousin, gentle and virtuous..."

Luo Zhengwen, with nothing better to do, suddenly had the impulse to introduce his cousin to Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng's mouth twitched. He couldn't escape the pressure to marry no matter where he went. Besides, he was only eighteen, why rush into marriage!

Wang Sheng thought for a moment, then said something that made Luo Zhengwen's face turn ashen, leaving him speechless.

"Senior Brother Luo, my father never worked as a servant in your family, did he?"

"Get lost!"

Luo Zhengwen cursed and retreated, keeping to himself.

In fact, even he himself didn't understand what was going on.

The crucial point was that Wang Sheng did indeed bear some resemblance to Luo Zhengwen's younger brother, which filled Luo Zhengwen with a sense of dread, making him unable to imagine the consequences.

"You kid, you look honest, but you're not entirely honest!"

Wei Yu, standing nearby, overheard their conversation. She felt as if she had been deceived. Her slender, powerful, fair legs kicked Wang Sheng hard in the backside, her expression somewhat annoyed.

Wang Sheng was speechless, grinding his teeth slightly. He had no choice but to pretend to almost fall over from Wei Yu's kick.

Woman, you'd better not provoke me again. Or I'll really do you...

Wang Sheng thought to himself.

Peng...

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures burst through the windows on the third floor of Qingfeng Inn.

"Split up and escape!"

An old man, covered in blood, roared loudly.

"Zhao Jie, I, Old Man Lone Star, have no enmity with you. Why are you attacking me so viciously!"

The old man shouted. He had no intention of escaping; he intended to sacrifice himself to hold back Zhao Jie and his pack of Dark Energy wolves, creating an opportunity for his disciples to flee.

"You are from the Demonic Cult, so you must be killed."

Zhao Jie, with his hands behind his back, looked down from the third floor of the inn and said indifferently.

"Nonsense! My Lone Star Sect fled from Southern Ridge Prefecture and have a deep hatred for the Heavenly Mandate Cult. You, Zhao Jie, are nothing but a bandit taking advantage of the chaos."

The old man cursed.

"Anyone from Southern Ridge Prefecture will be killed!"

Upon hearing the old man's curse, a cold glint flashed in Zhao Jie's eyes, and he immediately attacked. Several late-stage and Grand Perfection Dark Energy disciples assisted him.

On the other side, The dozen or so disciples of the Lone Star Sect, who claimed allegiance to it, scattered and tried to break through.

Even the five Dark Energy masters left behind by the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy were caught off guard, only able to intercept one each, focusing on the Dark Energy enemies.

Disciples at Grand Perfection of Bright Energy, such as Wei Yu, Li Hu, and Qi Changsheng, all wore grim expressions, having no choice but to brace themselves and intercept the others.

"Seeking death!"

A Dark Energy early-stage martial artist from the Lone Star Sect who wasn't intercepted, with a dark expression, seeing a group of Bright Energy cultivators dare to step forward, became enraged and threw a punch.

A mid-stage Bright Energy disciple nearby had his chest pierced by the punch.

Seeing this, Li Hu had no choice but to immediately consume a Blood Burst Pill. Instantly, his meridians swelled, his eyes became bloodshot, and his strength greatly increased.

However, Dark Energy was indeed far stronger than Bright Energy. This grim martial artist quickly left Li Hu and the other Grand Perfection Bright Energy disciples severely injured.

If Li Hu hadn't also cultivated martial arts and taken the Blood Burst Pill to resist, Wei Yu and the others would have died long ago.

"I'm going to kill you all!"

The grim martial artist set his sights on Wei Yu, who had retreated, and seeing her beauty, his desire to torture and kill intensified.

Wang Sheng was right beside Wei Yu. He was just about to flee.

Blood trickled from Wei Yu's lips, her face was deathly pale, and her delicate body trembled. She saw the Dark Energy martial artist charging at her with a ferocious expression. Her lips quivered, and her heart sank into an abyss of despair. She didn't look back and whispered, "Run! Junior Brother!"

"Damn it!"

Wang Sheng cursed inwardly and ran for his life.

Wei Yu, who was sent flying, moved faster than him and landed directly in front of him, unconscious.

Seeing that the alley he had chosen as his escape route was very close, Wang Sheng picked up Wei Yu on his back and ran.

At this moment, Luo Zhengwen's screams came from behind.

Luo Zhengwen seemed to have intercepted the grim martial artist for a moment.

He flew over Wang Sheng's head and landed on the ground, unconscious.

Wang Sheng was speechless. He continued to run with Luo Zhengwen in tow.

He saw that both Wei Yu and Luo Zhengwen were wearing inner armor woven from golden-striped beast hide, which allowed them to withstand a few blows from a Dark Energy cultivator without dying.

A few breaths later, Wang Sheng, carrying one and dragging the other, darted into the alley.

However, To Wang Sheng's surprise, As soon as he put the two down and prepared to check their injuries, The grim martial artist followed them into the alley.

"I want revenge, I want revenge!"

His face was contorted and ugly, tears in his eyes, he ran wildly, muttering to himself.

He didn't even spare Wang Sheng a glance, only thinking of killing Wang Sheng and the others in passing as he fled, his mind solely focused on his Master who was covering their retreat and on revenge.

"You really are... seeking death!"

Wang Sheng stood up, seeing the grim martial artist charging at him. He was unhurried, his expression calm, his eyes lowered, and he said softly.

The remaining two people in the alley were also unconscious, so he had no reservations.

The grim martial artist thought Wang Sheng had been scared silly and ignored him. When he reached him, he intended to punch through him and be done with it.

A heavy thud sounded, A palm enveloped the incoming fist, blocking it steadily.

The grim martial artist, who had been gritting his teeth and thinking of revenge after escaping, suddenly froze.

Dark Energy?

"Was it fun hitting my Senior Brother and Senior Sister just now?"

Wang Sheng tilted his head slightly, his expression as calm as still water, causing the grim martial artist's heart to sink abruptly.