Chapter 66: Fierce Battle

"Kill—"

Bai Feiyu roared in fury, clutching the God of War Spear as he soared through the air, unleashing his savage power upon the three before him. In a single clash, under his wrathful bellow, a disciple at the ninth level of the Vast Qi Realm, already ensnared by the Mandala Flower, was instantly reduced to dust, scattering through the sky.

The remaining senior brother and his companion, witnessing this, were gripped by terror. They had never imagined Bai Feiyu could possess such overwhelming might—to actually turn the tide against them even when they joined forces.

“Junior brother, at this point, we must do everything in our power to kill this fiend,” the senior brother growled viciously, turning to his companion. “Otherwise, a year from today will be our last!”

His junior’s face was grim, fully aware of the implication. If they didn’t combine their strength, they would truly meet their end in this gutter. Who could have guessed that someone they saw as an ant would prove so formidable that, even together—a Shackle Realm and a Vast Qi Realm—they could not subdue him?

Previously, when they heard that the elder’s son had been killed—by two disciples, one at the eighth level of the Vast Qi Realm, the other at the ninth—they had simply assumed those two wanted revenge and feigned defeat to the people of the Return to the Void Sect to avoid trouble with their superiors.

Now, it was clear: Bai Feiyu’s power was far beyond what the two of them could handle.

“Fine, senior brother, let’s both unleash our strongest strikes. I refuse to believe this man can truly defy the heavens!” the junior brother from Golden Radiance Sect shouted. In the next moment, an ancient aura erupted from him, and a seven-colored phoenix soared forth.

Bathed in divine radiance, the seven-colored phoenix’s wings swept everything around into powder as it surged toward Bai Feiyu.

“Hmph, boy, this seven-colored phoenix is my ultimate art. If you—senior brother, what are you doing?” The junior disciple had barely begun to boast when his eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. For as soon as he summoned the phoenix, he saw his senior brother desperately fleeing for his life, leaving him behind to face Bai Feiyu alone.

In an instant, the truth dawned on him—he’d been set up. His senior brother had never intended to fight Bai Feiyu together. He only wanted to use him as a distraction to escape.

Now, with the bow drawn, there was no turning back. He would have to cover his senior brother’s retreat.

“Damn it!” the junior cursed, but there was no time for resentment. Bai Feiyu was already upon the seven-colored phoenix, swinging the God of War Spear in a sweeping arc.

With a resounding crash, the phoenix was torn apart, dissolving into countless motes of spiritual light.

“It’s your turn!” Bai Feiyu’s voice was ice-cold and murderous as he closed the distance in a flash, spear whistling through the air.

“Spare me!” the disciple’s face contorted in terror, but Bai Feiyu gave him no chance. These men had all joined forces to ambush him; now he had to kill them all. Otherwise, the next time the Golden Radiance Sect sent assassins, it would be far worse. They would surely use all their strength to wipe him out in vengeance.

With a spray of blood, the God of War Spear pierced the disciple’s chest. In the next instant, Bai Feiyu transformed into a streak of light, hurtling after the senior brother’s fleeing figure.

Disciples of the Shackle Realm were rare in any sect. Killing one would earn him great rewards upon his return. Though his quarry had already fled, Bai Feiyu had no qualms about being seen pursuing a member of Golden Radiance Sect through the streets. He had already left the mansion; no one would know what spoils he had gained. If Liu Guang and the others saw his ability to slay a Shackle Realm fighter, they would not dare search his storage pouch by force. Then, and only then, would he be safe. If he let this man escape, the survivor would surely seek revenge, perhaps even reveal to the Return to the Void Sect that Bai Feiyu had reaped a great harvest. Liu Guang and the others might not rob him outright, but they would at least report to their sect.

“Where do you think you’re going!” Bai Feiyu bellowed, quickening his pace. In a flash, he caught sight of the senior brother’s silhouette.

Up ahead, the senior brother—just having narrowly escaped death—had barely managed a sigh of relief when his soul nearly fled his body. He saw Bai Feiyu’s speed surge, bearing down on him with lethal intent.

“Damn it, how can this brat be so monstrous?” the senior cursed inwardly, nearly driven to despair. All he wanted now was to reach the Golden Radiance Sect’s territory and rally the remaining Shackle Realm disciples to kill Bai Feiyu together. This foe was simply too terrifying. If he survived, who knew if, one day, Bai Feiyu—his future boundless—would destroy the Golden Radiance Sect in vengeance. The thought of living in fear for the rest of his life was unbearable.

Still, he was confident in his standing within the sect; with his call, the other Shackle Realm disciples would realize the gravity of the situation and join forces to eliminate Bai Feiyu.

But as Bai Feiyu drew ever closer, the senior brother was running out of tricks.

“Bai Feiyu, let’s talk! Spare me, and we’ll go our separate ways,” he pleaded. “Killing me will only set you against the Golden Radiance Sect. If you really force me to the brink, I’ll show you what a Shackle Realm cultivator can do—even in death, I’ll drag you down with me!”

He hurled threats as Bai Feiyu closed in, hoping to provoke a moment’s hesitation, a chance to bargain. But Bai Feiyu showed not the slightest interest in negotiation. He said nothing, only continued his relentless pursuit.

“You’re mad—are you insane? Don’t you know I’m a Shackle Realm powerhouse? Push me too far, and you’ll die with me! Even if you survive, the Golden Radiance Sect will never let you go!” the senior brother cried out in despair.

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