After ten minutes, the boundary completely vanished.
Everything returned to its tranquil state.
The entire room was fresh and clean, without a trace of blood. As if nothing had happened at all.
Ren Feifan fed a chewy elixir to the chubby man, and he quickly came to.
"Where are those guys from the King Kong Sect?
It was the first thing the chubby man asked after waking up. He still seemed a little panicked.
Ren Feifan stated emotionlessly.
The chubby man was taken aback. Initially, he didn’t believe it, but when he looked closely at the eyes of the man and woman before him, it became clear that they weren’t joking. Especially the woman, whose face was pale, with some blood at the corners of her mouth likely from the aftermath of a fierce battle.
Did these two really kill the King Kong Sect disciples?
Including the great disciple who had nearly reached the heaven level?
They’re definitely screwed this time!
Just as the chubby man was about to say something, Ren Feifan interrupted: "I killed them. It has nothing to do with you. I don’t appreciate idle chatter. It’s about time we head to the peak of Mount Hua."
Without waiting for a response, Ren Feifan headed out. Before leaving, he disguised his looks.
He had to anticipate the presence of Huaxia Guardians at the peak of Mount Hua and needed to be equipped for every possibility.
At Mount Hua, hordes of people continuously arrived.
Countless cultivators moved as if they had the wind at their feet. The thousands of steps posed nothing to them.
They each moved at an incredibly fast pace.
Suddenly, Ren Feifan and his two companions arrived at the gate of Mount Hua’s peak.
Currently, at the mountain gate, two powerful cultivators were inspecting the invitation letters.
The chubby man’s eyes narrowed at the sight of them. He immediately said, "Young Master Ren, you two go ahead. I don’t have an invitation letter; I’ll find another way."
Ren Feifan knew well that only two people could enter with one invitation. Since he’s taking Luo Yin with him, he naturally can’t take the chubby man.
Since the former claimed to have an alternative, Ren Feifan continued forward with Luo Yin without any hesitation.
They had barely taken a few steps when a chilling voice sounded from behind Ren Feifan:
"Yo, someone like you, who is wanted by the Guardians, dare to appear here? Don’t you know the word ’death’?"
Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed and a murderous aura rose. A quick scan with his Divine Sense revealed that the speaker was none other than Cai Jing.
They had crossed paths in the Tomb of the Beastly Heaven and encountered each other again while taming Luo Yin.
This fellow was extremely cunning. If it hadn’t been for his master asking him to pass on a message to Yama, Ren Feifan would have killed him long ago.
Ren Feifan glanced towards the old man behind Cai Jing. He must be the infamous Yama, his master’s sworn enemy.
The old man was dressed in bright, expensive-looking attires, with a smile on his face. Yet, those who knew him were aware of the icy coldness that lay behind that smile.
Ren Feifan immediately guessed, this old man must be a piece of bad news.
But how was Ren Feifan recognized despite his disguise?
With Yama standing behind him, Cai Jing felt unprecedentedly confident, believing he can retort Ren Feifan’s humiliation in the Tomb of the Beastly Heaven.
He stepped forward, a mocking smirk on his face. "Do you find it strange that I recognized you? Even if you turned into ashes, I would still recognize you! Haha, don’t be so scared. I won’t tell the Guardians about your presence. If you were caught, my life would become a bore. At the peak of Mount Hua, I will gradually torment you, making you wish you were dead, understand?"
Unprecedented savagery covered Cai Jing’s face at this moment.
Luo Yin drew her longsword upon hearing Cai Jing’s insulting remarks about Ren Feifan. Ren Feifan tried to stop her, but a dreadful pressure suddenly descended. An invisible force threw Luo Yin off her feet, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood and her face turned extremely pale.
Ren Feifan swiftly stepped forward and caught Luo Yin. Without hesitation, he fed her an elixir.
After Luo Yin started to show signs of recovery, Ren Feifan gently placed her on the ground and stood up. His eyes flashed with burning rage as he stared straight at the elderly man behind Cai Jing.
His expression was ice-cold, giving people a chilling feeling.
"You old bastard, dare to lay your hands on my people, you’ve gone too far, haven’t you?" Ren Feifan said.
Yama still had a smile on his face but didn’t answer Ren Feifan.
He wasn’t worth the response.
Instead, Cai Jing pointed his finger at Ren Feifan and displeasingly said, "My master beating your dog is a problem? Believe it or not, we can beat you too!"
He felt an unprecedented thrill!
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The next second, a terrifying pressure radiated out!
Just as Ren Feifan was about to stimulate the silver needle!
An equally strong stream of power enveloped him from behind, dispersing the pressure!
It was his master’s aura!
Ren Feifan put aside the golden needle without any hesitation and used all his might instead!
"Crack!" With that, the finger Cai Jing was pointing at Ren Feifan with was broken by Ren Feifan!
A piercing scream echoed in the sky.
"You... you actually broke my finger, Master, help me kill him!"
Cai Jing quickly turned to his master, but found him incredibly stern for the first time.
"Breaking your finger today is merely to mock you. Next time, I’ll be snapping your neck."
Only then did Cai Jing notice the Daoist behind Ren Feifan.
Damn, it turns out this guy came too!
The Daoist, who refrained from all desires, looked sternly at Yama: "All these years and your shameless character hasn’t changed. You even attacked a junior. You’re still as trashy as ever!"
In an unexpected turn of events, Ren Feifan found his master’s way of arguing unusually imposing.
He had never seen this side of his master before!
Finally, Yama’s smile faltered; he lifted his head, his gaze was cold, devoid of any vitality.
"Aged Daoist, wasting your breath on words is less rewarding than taking a few breaths. After all, these are your last few breaths."
The Daoist who refrained from all desires snorted coldly, and said to Ren Feifan: "Disciple, let’s go."
Picking up Luo Yin, Ren Feifan followed his master’s instruction. Only then did he notice an old man with white hair standing next to his master. This old man had a benevolent look; he seemed to be thoroughly scanning Ren Feifan.
Ren Feifan shuddered. He hoped this old Daoist wasn’t one of ’those’ people.
When Ren Feifan and his party left, Cai Jing clenched his fists in anger.
He had planned to take advantage of the situation to humiliate Ren Feifan, but he ended up with a broken finger!
He looked back at the elderly man: "Master, this master-disciple pair is terribly arrogant!"
Yama chuckled coldly: "Rest assured, the two of them won’t live longer than three days. If they don’t die in three days, I will seclude myself for a hundred years."
"Master, can I deal with that Ren Feifan personally when the time comes? I want to break his limbs first to make him wish for death. Then I’ll pour boiling oil over him, causing his body to rot. Lastly, I will let Bone-devouring Ants drill into his heart. Unless he dies , I can’t let go of my hatred."
Yama was taken aback, but quickly nodded in agreement. It seemed that his disciple was even more ruthless than him. That earth-level Realm guy was such a sorry sight.