So ruthless!

Offspring of the Zhong Family, killed as soon as they said to kill. Although the feud between the Luotian Imperial Clan and the Zhong Family was on the verge of erupting, they had never completely torn their faces. Yet, Chu Mo disregarded all that and struck to kill directly. This method was truly ruthless.

Even though in this Trial Field, life and death are commonly witnessed, it still depends on who the target is. Many people felt in their hearts that those who could suddenly break into the Heavenly Ranking were indeed not to be trifled with.

Tossing aside the body of Zhong Yun, Chu Mo looked at Zheng Xiong, whose face was incredibly ugly, and sneered inwardly. How could he not see the collusion between Zhong Yun and Zheng Xiong? But, what of it? To him and his brothers, the Haoyue Sect was still an enormous entity, impossible to shake directly. But this was the Trial Field, not the great domain of Tian Gang! Even the mighty Haoyue Sect couldn't reach them here.

"Second Brother, if we're going to fight, make it quick. We're pressed for time," Chu Mo said.

Liu Yunfeng glanced at Zheng Xiong, sighed, and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, this is the last time I will call you 'senior brother'."

"You are unworthy!" Zheng Xiong directly rebuked.

"Alright then, let's battle," Liu Yunfeng's gaze also gradually grew cold, and then he took out the sovereign weapon, a palm-sized dagger. It spun several times nimbly in his hand, and he looked at Zheng Xiong: "Come on!"

Zheng Xiong roared, and his aura erupted completely. Blood energy surged around him like a dragon, launching an attack directly at Liu Yunfeng.

Liu Yunfeng did not meet the attack head-on. As fellow sect disciples, the two had sparred often over the years, and although Liu Yunfeng was often slightly better, the victories were never easy. However, Liu Yunfeng had already stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm, and was now countless times stronger than before.

Therefore, as soon as he made his move, Zheng Xiong already felt that immense pressure.

A mere light slash from the sovereign weapon in Liu Yunfeng's hand split the void wide open, and then, a fierce blade aura slashed towards Zheng Xiong.

Many people cried out in alarm and dodged to the sides, as Liu Yunfeng's strike was just too fierce. Even just a bit of the blade aura's intensity made them feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Xiong was shocked in his heart. He had not expected that in such a short time, Liu Yunfeng's cultivation had reached such a level. But he did not panic, directly summoning a dharma instrument, a small bell only the size of a palm. When the small bell was elevated, it emitted a melodious tolling sound, so enchanting that it was involuntarily captivating.

A cultivator with profound cultivation suddenly shouted, "No good, that's the Zhong Family's Lifeloss Bell!"

"Zhong Family's holy artifact!" another cultivator shouted loudly, awakening the people around.

"That's not a holy artifact, but rather a replica..." a cultivator with higher insight leaked the truth.

Regardless, this small bell came from the Zhong Family, that much was beyond doubt. Some cultivators who came to realize this later understood why Zhong Yun had been secretly mocking Chu Mo and others a moment ago. It turned out he had already colluded with someone from the Haoyue Sect.

Although the bell's toll was melodious and enchanting, it concealed endless murderous intent. Straightaway, it formed a piercing killing intent in the void, fiercely slashing towards Liu Yunfeng.

Liu Yunfeng countered with a strike, and at the same time, from his hand flew out another dharma instrument – a supreme instrument!

This supreme instrument was a small mirror. The moment it was summoned, it erupted with a brilliance so dazzling, aiming directly at that fierce killing intent.

Time, at this moment, was directly distorted!

Ding!

The small bell instantly burst with a sound like Thunder Shock, which actually shattered the power of time here and then turned into a storm that swept towards Liu Yunfeng instantly.

At the same time, Zheng Xiong's icy voice came through: "I knew well enough that you had that dharma instrument on you; did you really think you could defeat me with it? Naive!"

"Good heavens, that small bell... it's actually not a replica, that's truly the Zhong Family's holy artifact—Lifeloss Bell!" someone exclaimed.

"Who would have thought, the offspring of the Zhong Family actually lent this holy artifact to Zheng Xiong!"

Liu Yunfeng's eyes shot out two cold beams, and he made a move that no one anticipated—directly facing the storm formed by the Lifeloss Bell.

Boom!

Liu Yunfeng's body was instantly crushed by the storm, breaking into pieces.

"Ah!" A female cultivator could not help but scream on the spot, her face turning pale with fright.

"Is he committing suicide?"

"No, that's not his real body!" A cultivator with profound cultivation perceived the truth.

Indeed, just as a victorious smile appeared on Zheng Xiong's face for a brief moment, Liu Yunfeng's figure appeared directly in front of Zheng Xiong. He raised his hand and struck towards Zheng Xiong's head.

Zheng Xiong was completely stunned, the victorious smile froze on his face, and his eyes showed an incredulous horror.

At the moment Liu Yunfeng's palm struck down, he sighed, and his palm... landed on Zheng Xiong's right shoulder.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bone breaking instantly reverberated, and Zheng Xiong's body, like a sandbag being struck, was violently thrown away.

In mid-air, he coughed up blood in large mouthfuls, and his entire right arm was almost completely crippled.

Liu Yunfeng's complexion was also somewhat pale, but he still looked okay. He turned his head to glance at Chu Mo and Zi Dao Lin Xiu, and spoke softly, "Let's go."

Chu Mo nodded, and together, they directly entered the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Domain.

From beginning to end, Liu Yunfeng did not look back at Zheng Xiong again. Not killing his once fellow sect brother was already the utmost benevolence and righteousness. From now on, each would take their own path, forgetting each other in the world of martial arts.

But there are some people in the Haoyue Sect that Liu Yunfeng will never let go of. One day, he will personally return to avenge the death of his master and fellow disciples by slaying them with his own hands!

Once these people left, a large number of cultivators all swarmed towards the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Domain.

Every face was filled with excitement because they were about to witness another real battle!

No one paid any attention to Zheng Xiong, not even to the Lifeloss Bell, the holy artifact of the Zhong Family that hung in the void. Although many people coveted the holy artifact, the Zhong Family was not easy to provoke. Taking the Zhong Family's property and hoping to escape unscathed is nearly impossible.

Zheng Xiong stood there with a dazed expression, and even the pain of his injuries had become numb, almost feeling nothing.

All that remained in his heart was the image of Liu Yunfeng's last strike.

"That palm was originally meant for my head. Even a cultivator in the Supreme Realm definitely wouldn't be able to withstand that hit…" Zheng Xiong murmured. He was actually very clear about what had happened in the sect previously, but he was destined to stand against Liu Yunfeng. It was not about enmity; in fact, the two had once admired each other, and their story was once celebrated within the sect. So, it was just a matter of stance.

"Perhaps, master and the others... really did something wrong." Zheng Xiong sighed and finally looked at the holy artifact suspended in the void one last time. He recited a mnemonic, and in the blink of an eye, the holy artifact broke through space and returned to the Zhong Family.

Then, Zheng Xiong, with a look of dejection, turned and walked in the direction away from the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Domain. Some of his brothers and sisters and followers in the distance all exchanged glances, finally falling silent.

Even holding the powerful holy artifact of the Zhong Family, Zheng Xiong was still no match for Liu Yunfeng. Liu Yunfeng had already stepped into the threshold of the Quasi-Saint. From now on, the gap between them would only widen further.

Meanwhile, in a more distant place, a young man stood there silently looking in the direction of the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Domain, thinking to himself: So it turns out, teacher, you are Chu Mo. I really am foolish. How could Young Master Chu in this Trial Field so quickly find such a sworn friend? Of course, now he has found such friends. Young Master Chu, thank you... for leading me onto this path! No matter when, you will always be my teacher! And I... the Wind Walker, will never let you down!

The Wind Walker silently observed that direction, then turned around and headed towards an ancient city with a resolute stride.

After passing through the tunnel-like transfer array, Chu Mo and his companions finally set foot in the territory of the Luotian Immortal Domain.

As soon as Chu Mo came out, he saw Ye Qing's face brimming with surprise. Afterwards, he saw Jiang Caiyue, and behind Jiang Caiyue, a group of young cultivators with outstanding appearance. Those people were the young Heavenly Geniuses Jiang Caiyue had gathered over the years.

At this moment, the gazes these people directed at Chu Mo contained curiosity and a little jealousy, but even more so, a fervent shine.

This young Heavenly Genius who came from the Yanhuang Great Domain, a sealed world, his past was still very little known to them even today. However, after entering the Trial Field, it didn't take him long to conquer too many people!

He soared to the Heavenly Ranking, became sworn brothers with Zi Dao who was first on the Heavenly Ranking and a regular in the top ten, won Jiang Caiyue's appreciation, and the three brothers ventured into the Tian Gang Great Domain alone, confronting a huge sect with a Sage at its helm and boundless heritage... After his identity was revealed, he was enveloped in numerous mysterious auras. The most dazzling of which was that he was actually of the Luotian Imperial Clan bloodline!

Although the Imperial Clan has declined nowadays, it cannot be denied that they are still regarded as the most sacred race in the hearts of countless young Heavenly Geniuses!

Seeing Chu Mo, Ye Qing was overjoyed: "Young Master!" She had also only recently learned Chu Mo's true identity, realizing that the Young Master was actually from the legendary barren lands of the Yanhuang Great Domain. In Ye Qing's mind, the Yanhuang Great Domain suddenly became sacred, for it was the Young Master's hometown.

Chu Mo nodded slightly towards Ye Qing, then looked at Jiang Caiyue, feeling the hidden yet powerful presences around him. He knew those must be the experts of the Jiang Family. He was deeply touched. With a cupped fist towards Jiang Caiyue, he said: "I appreciate your concern."

Jiang Caiyue smiled lightly: "It's nothing. After hearing some of your exploits, I have a great admiration for you. Especially your outlook on combat; I completely agree. Battles should be fought in a straightforward manner; using schemes and resorting to any means necessary, that is war."

After Jiang Caiyue finished speaking, many faces around them showed an unnatural look.

Those were all people from the Zhong Family.

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