Chapter 79: 079 The Power of One Punch

Chapter 79: Chapter 079 The Power of One Punch

“Brother Feng, we’re not certain whether Brother Liu is in Burn Heaven Valley. Shall we head there just like this?” On the way down the mountain, Miao Qingqing asked with concern.

Leaving aside what might happen when they reached Burn Heaven Valley, even the journey there could prove treacherous.

The forces pursuing Feng Wuchen, even after their initial failure, would certainly try again. Once Feng Wuchen showed himself, those who wanted him dead would surely send assassins after him.

“What else can we do?” Feng Wuchen replied with a light smile, without much worry.

Having scoured the entire vicinity of Tian Yun Mountain without finding any trace of Liu Qingyang, the only place Feng Wuchen suspected was Burn Heaven Valley.

Whether Liu Qingyang was in Burn Heaven Valley or not, Feng Wuchen had to check for himself.

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If Miao Qingqing could wait for over a month without giving up, how could Feng Wuchen justify abandoning the quest?

“Brother Feng, are you really not worried?” Miao Qingqing looked at Feng Wuchen in bewilderment, though she didn’t voice her question.

Gazing at the silhouette of Feng Wuchen, Miao Qingqing was deeply moved.

Feng Wuchen was a man of great loyalty; for the sake of Liu Qingyang, he had fearlessly ingested the Soul-Breaking Pill and had engaged in a desperate struggle with Lin Yunchong. Now, he was risking his life again to head for Burn Heaven Valley, still for Liu Qingyang.

Seeing that Miao Qingqing remained silent, Feng Wuchen slowed his pace and said lightly, “No matter what, we have to try. Even if it’s through a valley of knives or a sea of fire, I have to go.”

At these words, Miao Qingqing couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.

“I believe Brother Liu is still alive,” Miao Qingqing wept.

…

In the dungeons of a certain power, a man was using a whip to savagely lash at a young man whose hands and feet were bound. The victim’s disheveled hair hung down, and his body was covered with marks from the bloody scourging, along with contusions and caked blood — clear evidence of prolonged torture.

The man’s torments were severe; his pallid face smeared with blood, his lips cracked to the extreme, he was barely clinging to life.

Even as the whipping continued, he no longer had the strength to scream.

“Enough, stop hitting him, or he’ll die,” said a young man as he entered the dungeon with an air of cold pride on his handsome face. “He is our life-saving talisman,” he added arrogantly.

“Young Sect Master!” With the young man’s entrance, the others in the dungeon promptly bowed in respect.

The young man, a little over twenty with long black hair draping over his shoulders and dressed in opulent blue silk robes, was clearly of high standing.

“Who… who are you people, exactly? What… what do you want?” the tortured man asked laboriously, lifting his head with great effort and glaring at the young man with half-open eyes.

“As long as Master Feng lives, you shall not see the light of day,” the young man replied with a proud, cold laugh.

“Bang!”

As he spoke, the young man slammed his palm onto the top of the shackled man’s head. With a muffled bang, the victim instantly fell unconscious.

“Young Sect Master, this kid’s wounds heal quickly. I’m not sure why,” a man suddenly spoke up.

“Then keep injuring him. However, be careful starting from tomorrow. With that palm strike just now, I’ve disrupted his meridians. He’ll become delirious and wild,” the young man replied with a cold laugh.

“Yes, Young Sect Master!” the others answered respectfully.

…

At the foot of Burn Heaven Valley, Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing had finally arrived.

They encountered many formidable enemies along the way, but Feng Wuchen killed them all without sparing a single one.

By now, Feng Wuchen’s cultivation had reached the Sixth Layer of the Transformative Realm, with the true strength comparable to the Ninth Level, his power immensely mighty.

“Burn Heaven Valley truly deserves its reputation as a major force. There are so many strong individuals here; they indeed have the strength to contend with Xuantian Sect,” Feng Wuchen remarked indifferently as he arrived at the mountain gate, the formidable aura emanating from the valley attesting to Burn Heaven Valley’s strength.

“Brother Feng, Burn Heaven Valley’s strength is second only to Xuantian Sect and is the second strongest force in Yunzhou,” Miao Qingqing said.

Feng Wuchen nodded and took a step forward.

“Halt! Who are you two?” The disciples guarding the mountain stopped Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing as they approached.

“Master Feng wishes to see the Valley Master of Burn Heaven Valley!” Feng Wuchen replied slowly.

“Master Feng?” The two disciples were first stunned, then their faces immediately showed ecstasy and respect. One of them said reverently, “Master Feng, please! I will go immediately to inform the Valley Master!”

“Valley Master! Elders! Master Feng has arrived! Master Feng is here!” The other disciple, excited, dashed into the valley, shouting aloud as he ran.

“Master Feng?” In the plaza within the valley, numerous disciples turned in surprise towards the direction of the mountain gate, all feeling quite astonished.

As Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing entered, the many disciples of Burn Heaven Valley gathered around.

“Is this the famous Master Feng who has made a name across Yunzhou? He’s about the same age as me!”

“It must be him. Otherwise, who would dare impersonate Master Feng in our Burn Heaven Valley?”

“The Sixth Layer of Transformative Realm! Such a formidable cultivation level. No wonder Brother Lin was killed by him. He truly is a genius among geniuses!”

Many disciples in Burn Heaven Valley were excited, while others’ eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent,

They had long heard of the fame of Master Feng’s Thought-Forming Instrumentation, and they knew that Lin Yuntian had been killed by Master Feng, yet no one had seen Master Feng’s true face.

Today, they finally met him.

“Hmph!” Just as many disciples were brimming with excitement, a heavy, cold snort abruptly scared them into silence.

“Don’t forget, Master Feng killed Junior Brother Lin! He is an enemy of our Burn Heaven Valley!” A youth who seemed to be a talented disciple coldly snorted, his icy gaze sweeping toward Feng Wuchen.

“Hmph! I’ve always found Lin Yuntian unbearable, so arrogant and smug. He got what he deserved by getting killed.” Some disciples muttered disdainfully, yet dared not speak loudly.

It appeared that although Lin Yuntian wasn’t a favored genius of the Burn Heaven Valley, he was not well-liked by all disciples either.

Feng Wuchen and Miao Qingqing arrived in the square and were immediately stopped by a disciple.

“Master Feng, you’ve got some nerve showing up in Burn Heaven Valley after killing Junior Brother Lin,” the man asked coldly, his eyes brimming with malicious intent.

It was clear the man was not friendly, and Feng Wuchen replied with a cold laugh, “He brought death upon himself; why wouldn’t I dare come? What? Do you wish to avenge him?”

“That’s exactly what I intend!” The man roared angrily, immediately adopting a combat stance as a terrifying aura of murderous intent burst forth.

“Transformative Realm Eightfold, not a weak strength. Make your move,” Feng Wuchen responded with an unafraid, cold smile, utterly composed.

“Overestimating your abilities!” Miao Qingqing by his side shook her head and consciously stepped aside.

The man’s complexion darkened as he unleashed the full power of the Transformative Realm Eightfold, kicking up dust all over the square and causing the disciples to retreat.

“Wu Kun! Stand down! Do not disrespect Master Feng!” Right then, at the entrance to the grand hall, Su Yuanshan came out with several elders, and an elder yelled angrily at Wu Kun.

“Master Feng’s visit honors us. Please excuse us for not greeting you properly,” Su Yuanshan said with a polite smile, displaying the grace of a gentleman.

Outwardly he was cordial, but inwardly he thought, “Transformative Realm Sixth Layer, this young man’s cultivation speed is terrifying. If this continues, Burn Heaven Valley might not be able to control the situation. Seems like Lin Yunchong failed.”

Lin Yunchong had been gone for almost two months, and Su Yuanshan guessed that he had been killed.

And the one who killed Lin Yunchong must be Feng Wuchen!

“My apologies for the sudden visit. I hope Valley Master Su won’t take offense,” Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

Glancing at Wu Kun, Su Yuanshan scolded, “Wu Kun, stand down!”

“Valley Master! I must avenge Junior Brother Lin!” Wu Kun glared at Feng Wuchen, preferring to defy orders than to let Feng Wuchen go unchallenged, and bellowed, “Do you dare fight me?”

“If that’s the case, then you make your move,” Feng Wuchen said with a light laugh.

Su Yuanshan and the elders did not attempt to stop the duel, as they too wanted to gauge just how strong Feng Wuchen really was.

“The lad’s got guts, killing Lin Yuntian and still daring to come to Burn Heaven Valley. Isn’t he afraid he won’t leave alive?” one elder remarked with a frown, a fierce glint barely visible in his deep-set eyes.

In the square, Wu Kun activated all his True Yuan, and with a fierce roar, his powerful Qi Force swept around like a tempest, the ferocity of his aura extremely fearsome.

Feng Wuchen’s expression remained calm, and, unbeknownst to them, his right hand was already wielding the Fiery Blade.

“Bang!”

Wu Kun stomped and raised his head, his vicious eyes intently fixed on Feng Wuchen. Then suddenly, with a bang, he burst forward, moving with astonishing speed.

Wu Kun weaved left and right, constantly shifting through various combat stances, his actions impressively forceful.

But the next second, when he closed in on Feng Wuchen, he was shocked to find the Fiery Blade already pointing at the center of his brows; if he moved just half an inch more, Wu Kun would likely have lost his life.

Wu Kun stared dumbfounded at the tip of the sword, his expression turning fierce as he started moving again, circling around Feng Wuchen.

Wu Kun seemed to have immense confidence in his speed.

But to Wu Kun’s disappointment and amazement, no matter from which direction he attempted to attack, Feng Wuchen was always one step ahead, with the Fiery Blade pointed at him!

“You could try a hundred times and it would still be useless!” Feng Wuchen said dispassionately, his eyes shifting toward the horrified Wu Kun on his left.

The disciples of Burn Heaven Valley were so shocked they were rendered speechless.

Su Yuanshan and the elders were also stunned; Feng Wuchen had immobilized Wu Kun without moving a muscle!

“This is impossible!” Wu Kun shook his head in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

Always confident in his speed, Wu Kun couldn’t fathom how his agility was of no use against Feng Wuchen; how could he accept that?

“Your strength is too weak, Lin Yunchong, on the other hand, had some skill,” Feng Wuchen spoke indifferently, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Hearing this, Su Yuanshan’s brow furrowed slightly, thinking to himself, “Lin Yunchong has indeed been killed by him! This young man’s power is truly frightening!”

The elders too were profoundly shocked, while the other disciples were simply confused.

“Too weak?” Wu Kun was immediately provoked by those words, his body trembling as rage filled him.

Veins bulged on his face, his eyes bloodshot; Wu Kun snarled furiously, “How dare you say my strength is too weak?”

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

In the instant Wu Kun’s rage drove him to strike, Feng Wuchen unexpectedly launched an attack, swift as a mountain peak, landing a punch to his abdomen. With a resounding “boom,” the savage force caused Wu Kun to spit blood and his figure was sent flying, smashing into the stone stairs and falling unconscious on impact.

One punch had defeated Wu Kun!