Who Dares Touch This Venerable One's Disciple!

At this moment, the flames of vengeance burned, incinerating everything, himself included.

The hot-blooded fervor of youth boiled and blazed, releasing its most scorching radiance!

"No! You can't kill me!"

Ouyang Shuai's pupils suddenly contracted as he howled hysterically.

Bang!

Yet his words no longer had any effect. Whether threats or pleas for mercy, nothing could stop Zhuge Feng now.

The iron staff in Zhuge Feng's hand still fell without pause, smashing heavily onto Ouyang Shuai's skull.

"This strike is for my mother!"

Bang!

"This strike is for my father!"

Bang!

"This strike is for the people of Yellow Earth Town whom you oppressed!"

Bang!

"This strike is for myself!"

Strike after strike, every blow contained boundless fury and all the hatred filling Zhuge Feng's chest, never weakening in the slightest.

Ouyang Shuai was smashed alive into a puddle of mangled flesh. His death was incomparably gruesome—every bone in his body shattered, blood splattering everywhere, his organs ruptured. There was nothing left of him that could even be scraped up with a shovel.

"Pfft... pfft... pfft!"

After several successive strikes, Zhuge Feng staggered, swaying as though he might collapse at any moment. Cracks had already appeared across his skin, as if his body were about to fall apart.

He panted violently, drenched in sweat.

He knew that his Life had entered its final countdown!

Yet he felt not the slightest fear!

Rumble!

Dark clouds blanketed the sky, and bean-sized raindrops poured down in a torrential downpour, just like the rainstorm from a year ago.

Unable to stand steadily, Zhuge Feng raised his head toward the pitch-black sky, a faint smile curling at his lips.

"Father, Mother, your son has finally avenged you!"

He murmured to himself, tears glimmering in his eyes.

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Figures came treading through the rain one after another, appearing amid the ruins of Ouyang Estate. Some stood on the ground, while others hovered in the air.

A flag flashed beneath the lightning, revealing two large characters.

Yellow Sand!

"You little beast! You actually killed Elder Huang and destroyed Ouyang Estate!"

Leading them was a tall, burly man with knotted muscles all over his body.

He was the deputy sect master of the Yellow Sand Sect, with cultivation at Half-Step Foundation Establishment!

Aside from him, more than a dozen disciples had come as well. Every one of them possessed an unfathomably deep aura, with at least the combat strength of Mid-Stage Qi Refinement!

Just moments ago, Elder Huang, who had attended Ouyang Shuai's birthday celebration in Yellow Earth Town, had sent him a voice transmission. In his weak voice were only two words.

"Immortal Arts..."

He immediately gathered the disciples and rushed to Yellow Earth Town at top speed, arriving upon this scene.

"Hand over the Immortal Arts, and I'll spare your life!" The burly man stared fixedly at Zhuge Feng, his eyes blazing.

The Immortal Arts were the foundation of cultivation. If the Immortal Arts were powerful, even a fragmentary version possessed unfathomable might.

The Yellow Sand Sect's own Immortal Arts could only complete twenty cycles in an hour.

Even in death, Elder Huang had mentioned the words "Immortal Arts." That meant Zhuge Feng's Immortal Arts were naturally far superior to the Yellow Sand Sect's!

If their Yellow Sand Sect obtained these Immortal Arts, their strength would surely rise to another level.

Perhaps even his cultivation could advance further, allowing him to enter the ranks of Foundation Establishment!

Hearing this, Zhuge Feng swept his gaze across the surrounding crowd, his face filled with intense mockery and disdain.

"You who serve as tigers' accomplices are unworthy!"

Zhuge Feng stood proudly in the center of the field. Though his body trembled and his Life was nearing its end, he remained as upright as a spear, unwavering and resolute.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Since that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

The leading burly man's expression changed slightly before he shouted sharply:

"All of you, seize him!"

"If you can capture him alive, do so. If not, extract his soul and let the sect master scan the memories within his soul fragments!"

"Yes, Deputy Sect Master!"

The Yellow Sand Sect disciples answered in unison, producing various magical artifacts as they charged at Zhuge Feng with Killing Intent blazing around them!

"Heh heh, hahaha!"

Zhuge Feng laughed loudly. His great vengeance had been avenged; he had no regrets left in this life!

"My parents' vengeance has been avenged. I, Zhuge Feng, have not disgraced my ancestors!"

"Only..."

Zhuge Feng's gaze turned in the direction of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

He had said he was only taking a few days off. It seemed... he would have to break his word...

A gentleman could take ten years to avenge a grievance without it being too late, but if that old bastard Ouyang Shuai had been allowed to live another ten years, Zhuge Feng would never have been able to accept it.

Why should evil men get to live to old age!

What meaning would there be in vengeance delayed for so many years?

Fortunately, he had met a master who understood him best—the most important master in his life.

It was his master who had shortened the time he waited for vengeance by more than tenfold!

It was his master who had given him the strength to take revenge!

"Master's kindness is something this disciple can no longer repay in this lifetime!"

"If there is a next life, this disciple still wishes to become a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

"You want my soul? Dream on!"

The next instant, Zhuge Feng's eyes suddenly flew wide open, brilliant light bursting from them as his body shook.

Bzzzz!

His dantian suddenly began to quake violently, like a volcano that had slept for thousands of years awakening.

"Not good, he's going to self-destruct!"

"Retreat!"

The Yellow Sand Sect disciples cried out in alarm and hurriedly backed away!

Zhuge Feng had been able to kill Elder Huang, who was at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. That meant his strength surpassed even ordinary Ninth Level of Qi Refining cultivators.

If such a powerful cultivator self-destructed, its might was absolutely not something Mid-Stage Qi Refinement disciples like them could withstand!

At that critical moment, a crack in space flashed behind Zhuge Feng. Immediately afterward, a figure stepped out from it and placed a hand on Zhuge Feng's shoulder.

In an instant, the turbulent spiritual power within Zhuge Feng's body abruptly stalled before returning to calm.

"What foolish thing are you doing? Why fight alone? Didn't your master tell you that the Heavenly Dao Sect would forever be your strongest backing?"

The voice rang out with a trace of reproach, but also warmth like sunlight.

"Master?"

Zhuge Feng looked up in astonishment, and a handsome face entered his sight.

Su Bai had sensed that Zhuge Feng might be in trouble and used an Instant Teleportation Talisman to teleport to his side!

And his decision had indeed been correct!

If he had been even a little slower, his eldest disciple would have died!

At that thought, Su Bai's face turned icy, and his gaze swept across the Yellow Sand Sect crowd.

"Who dares touch this venerable one's disciple!"

Su Bai's cold words rang out, carrying an undisguisable Killing Intent!

The Yellow Sand Sect members instantly felt chilled to the bone, as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The way they looked at Su Bai was filled with horror.

Because they were completely unable to determine Su Bai's true strength!

And how had Su Bai appeared just now?

Had he torn open space to descend?

Did legendary Nascent Soul ancestors possess such heaven-defying means as tearing open space?

In that instant, they completely forgot to move.

Boom!

With a wave of Su Bai's hand, the Golden Core magical treasure seized earlier from a Lingxiao Sect elder was unleashed. It swept through the surroundings, and its overwhelming power slaughtered every Yellow Sand Sect member who had already been frightened senseless!

That included the deputy sect master at Half-Step Foundation Establishment!

Outside the Heavenly Dao Sect, Su Bai's strength was ten times the combined strength of everyone in the sect!

Under normal circumstances, he should have only been at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining.

But these were not normal circumstances!

Zhuge Feng had burned his Life away and displayed strength far beyond the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, and that too had been amplified tenfold!

Su Bai had now reached the Foundation Establishment Realm!

Foundation Establishment was entirely different from Qi Refining. It could easily suppress even the strongest Qi Refining cultivators, let alone these people, who had already been scared senseless and did not even resist.

That was why they were all killed so easily in a single strike.