Chapter 1177: 1177: Shocking the Four Quarters

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1177: Shocking the Four Quarters

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“Wind Shadow’s massacre of the Glazed Light Sect indicates that his strength has reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm.”

“Indeed, the Qin family’s strength is even weaker than the Glazed Light Sect. Seeking vengeance on Wind Shadow is basically courting death.”

“We didn’t witness it with our own eyes, so it’s hard to say. Relying solely on the account of a female disciple from the Glazed Light Sect isn’t entirely trustworthy.”

In the main hall, everyone murmured in low voices.

But as soon as Feng Wuchen uttered the words, “If you wish to die, come at me,” the entire hall instantly fell silent.

Feng Wuchen stood fearlessly, a confident and icy smirk on his face.

“Family Head Qin, if you seek revenge, this old man won’t stop you. However, I suggest not engaging in a fight here at the Chamber of Commerce to avoid harming the innocent or damaging valuable treasures. Can you, Family Head Qin, afford such compensation?” Qiao Sanfeng broke the silence with a smile.

“Hmph!” Qin Hao snorted coldly and immediately exited the Chamber of Commerce’s main hall, followed by the Qin family’s powerful cultivators. The rest of the crowd also left the hall.

Without hesitation, Feng Wuchen followed them outside. After all, even the Glazed Light Sect was nothing in his eyes, let alone the Qin family.

Outside the Chamber of Commerce, at the crossroads, the Qin family’s cultivators confronted Feng Wuchen. The streets were packed, dark with the shadows of the crowd.

“Family Head Qin, if you want to make a move, hurry up. I don’t have time to waste with you!” Feng Wuchen sneered, leaping into the air while provocatively extending his hand in challenge.

The more domineering Feng Wuchen acted, the more uncertain Family Head Qin and his people felt.

“Family Head, Wind Shadow was able to kill Ye Yongli and the Glazed Light Sect Master. His power must be terrifying. We’re no match for him,” an elder said in a low, grave voice.

“We’ll stall him for now. The people from Moon God Palace will arrive soon,” another elder advised.

“The Second Elder is right. Stall him first!” the Third Elder agreed.

“Attack!” Qin Hao commanded coldly, his malicious gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen as the Heavenly Yuan in his body erupted in full force.

Facing Feng Wuchen, they had no choice but to go all out.

Qin Hao and the three elders unleashed their full power simultaneously, ascending into the sky. Their overwhelming aura surged, and the terrifying energy waves swept out like a violent storm.

In response, a flash of ruthless killing intent appeared in Feng Wuchen’s eyes as he sneered, “Since you’ve chosen to attack, there’s no turning back on this outcome.”

To his enemies, Feng Wuchen never showed mercy.

The force of time surged forth as his domineering, oppressive aura engulfed the surroundings; Feng Wuchen shot forward like golden lightning, refusing to back down.

“Is that all you’ve got? I was expecting more!” Qin Hao mocked, feeling relieved after sensing Feng Wuchen’s power.

“This arrogant little brat isn’t even at the mid-stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, yet he dares run his mouth!” the Second Elder growled viciously.

“No need to drag this out! Kill him!” the Third Elder roared furiously, his murderous intent surging.

Although the power of time was strong, it was far weaker compared to the Divine Power of the Heavenly Dao. Feng Wuchen’s current aura hadn’t even reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm.

“Wind Shadow’s strength doesn’t even reach the mid-stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm; are the rumors all lies?”

“Wind Shadow’s aura isn’t even on par with the Qin family’s Grand Elder, yet he dares to be so arrogant! He’s courting death!”

“Is the infamous gold-ranked assassin who terrorized Spirit Capital only this strong? How did he massacre the Glazed Light Sect and kill so many people? Did he use some disgraceful tricks?”

Surrounding the streets, the cultivators displayed expressions of shock, disdain, disappointment, and ridicule.

“Third Elder, could Mister Feng’s strength really be so weak? He’s not even as strong as the Chamber of Commerce’s Chief Guard. How did he massacre the Glazed Light Sect? How did he kill Ye Yongli?” a guard asked in astonishment.

Qiao Sanfeng responded indifferently with a faint smile, “Those who underestimate Wind Shadow never meet a good end.”

Sure enough.

As Qiao Sanfeng finished speaking, an astonishing and bizarre scene unfolded.

In an instant, as all four of Qin Hao’s party unleashed their ruthless, merciless attacks on Feng Wuchen, golden light radiated from him, quickly spreading to them. Their movement speeds dropped to a fraction of what they were moments ago.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”

The very moment the force of time enveloped them, Feng Wuchen launched a ferocious assault. Fueled with immense power, he struck. Aside from Qin Hao, the three elders coughed up blood simultaneously, their bodies catapulting through the air.

“What’s going on?” Qin Hao’s heart pounded wildly as he exclaimed in shock, “Why does it feel like I suddenly can’t move? Is it an illusion? Or is he just too fast?”

Feng Wuchen’s mastery over the force of time was seamless—effortless and precise.

It could be released and withdrawn in an instant, creating the illusion of momentary lag, as if time itself had briefly stuttered.

“Hiss…”

Witnessing this, the onlookers collectively gasped, their eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

“What just happened? Did I see that wrong?”

“How did Family Head Qin and the others fail to evade Wind Shadow’s attacks? That’s impossible!”

“Wait, it’s said that during the battle at Xuanming Mountain, Wind Shadow used a power that could restrict speed—that’s how he managed to slaughter the disciples of the Glazed Light Sect and Moon God Palace!”

The street erupted in chaos. Shock and horror filled every face.

“Family Head, the rumors were right. Wind Shadow possesses the power to restrict speed. Just now, he restricted our movements,” a trembling elder quickly informed Qin Hao.

“A power that restricts speed?” Qin Hao furrowed his brow deeply.

The battle at Xuanming Mountain had sparked countless rumors about Feng Wuchen, including his ability to control speed—something nearly every cultivator in Spirit Capital knew about.

“You’re absolutely right. I can indeed restrict your speed,” Feng Wuchen’s icy voice suddenly echoed at the elder’s ear.

“What?” The elder’s expression changed drastically.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

In a flash, Feng Wuchen appeared behind the elder in an eerie, almost magical manner. With a single punch to the elder’s back, a resounding explosion reverberated. The elder’s internal organs shattered under the domineering power, and his form shot out like a black streak.

“Third Elder!” Qin Hao and the other two elders cried out in shock, their faces pale.

That one punch from Feng Wuchen contained power several times stronger than before, instantly killing the elder on the spot.

Feng Wuchen’s terrifying speed far exceeded their imagination—so much so that they couldn’t detect a single trace of his movements.

“Boom! Boom!”

“Pfft! Pfft!”

Feng Wuchen continued his relentless attacks, employing instantaneous movement. The remaining two elders flew through the air almost simultaneously, their bodies shattered by his brutal force, instantly killed.

“Grand Elder! Second Elder!” Qin Hao cried out in both grief and rage.

Feng Wuchen’s movement techniques were utterly terrifying, leaving Qin Hao unable to perceive them at all.

“Hiss…” The onlookers gasped in unison, their faces pale with terror, their bodies trembling.

“…” Qin Feng collapsed to the ground in fright, unable to believe what had just happened.

Three Heavenly Monarch Realm elders had been effortlessly slain by Feng Wuchen. It was at this moment that everyone truly realized how horrifyingly powerful Feng Wuchen was.

At first, they had all mocked Feng Wuchen. Just a moment later, the man they had belittled had slain three Heavenly Monarch cultivators in the blink of an eye.

“Family Head Qin, only you remain.” Feng Wuchen’s icy voice rang out, his cold gaze as unyielding as an ice mountain.