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In Beaconfire City, a grand battle arena had been set up in the plaza, marking the final event of the city lord Flame of War's daughter’s marriage selection.
There were not many cities in Moling Star named after people, and Flame of War was one of them. His cultivation level might not be the highest in Moling Star, but his reputation was undoubtedly the best.
The time for the final showdown had arrived on stage. Apart from the two young talents standing there, everyone else had already been eliminated.
Watching the two young cultivators on stage, Flame of War couldn't help but nod in approval. Besides the currently popular "Killer God" Zuo Dao, these two were indeed exceptional.
Shallow Into Night wasn't particularly eager to participate in this event; he was merely bored. As he looked at his last opponent on stage, that feeling of boredom intensified.
"Come on, hurry up. I want to get home and farm," he said casually, causing a stir among the spectators. They had seen people demean others before, but never like this.
Farming? Are there still cultivators who farm? No, spiritual fields still need tending, but does a dignified Golden Core True Person really need to farm personally?
His opponent erupted like an enraged volcano, launching an overwhelming offensive. As a fellow Golden Core True Person, Yellow Seal had never been humiliated like this. If you want to go home and farm, then I'll make sure you do just that.
Spiritual energy roared within him, and as he exhaled, a dragon of energy emerged. The Ice Cold Technique was Yellow Seal's primary cultivation method, and with a wave of his hand, a thick mist of cold enveloped Shallow Into Night.
Seeing his opponent make a move, Shallow Into Night merely scoffed and pointed forward.
With a sound like "wave," he pressed against the edge of the cold mist.
Yellow Seal felt as if his attack had struck a massive mountain—he couldn't advance an inch.
"Stop!"
With a loud roar, the Yellow Seal changed its technique and delivered a powerful punch to the opposite side of the Cold Mist Sphere.
"Break for me!"
The mist was shattered by his punch, forming a barrage of ice arrows that shot straight at Shallow Into Night.
Just as Shallow Into Night was about to counterattack, his expression suddenly changed, and he froze in place.
"Innocent!" A furious shout erupted from his mouth.
All the ice arrows struck him directly.
Although Shallow Into Night was strong, he wasn't strong enough to withstand an attack from a fellow Cultivator of the same level with just his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood but paid it no mind.
"Innocent, Innocent, Innocent, you will pay for this." No one understood what he was saying; at that moment, Shallow Into Night was already somewhat deranged.
When they looked at him again, even Yellow Seal felt a twinge of fear.
His clothes were in disarray, his hair had come undone, and long strands of dark hair cascaded around him. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Die!"
Shallow Into Night suddenly sensed that his connection with Innocent had vanished; something must have happened to Innocent. He no longer held back.
"Supreme Clarity Technique. Sword Out." The sword was drawn.
The figure remained motionless, a Dao Sword gleaming like a Flying Immortal, making its way westward. No one knew where his sword was hidden, nor did anyone know where it had come from.
The Yellow Seal fell straight down, and similarly, no one knew how he had been defeated, nor did they catch a glimpse of the attack's trajectory.
On the main stage, Flame of War wanted to rise and intercept Shallow Into Night as he drew his sword, but ultimately he gave up, lacking confidence. The death of Yellow Seal was inconsequential; after all, everyone who stepped onto the battlefield was bound by the rules of life and death, and there was no fear of trouble arising, especially in Beaconfire City under his control.
With a single strike, Yellow Seal was killed instantly. Shallow Into Night continued moving forward without pause. This situation left everyone unable to react in time. Only behind Flame of War did a girl in red burst forth, summoning her flying artifact to chase after him.
"Shallow Into Night, come back!" Flame of War couldn't help but smile bitterly at this turn of events; the one who had rushed out was none other than his precious daughter, Blazing Lotus.
With a slight hint, several figures flickered in the shadows and followed suit.
Just as Feng Yikong and Shallow Into Night sensed the connection with Innocent fading away, in a perilous cave atop a treacherous peak within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, a robust man with an imposing appearance was engaged in a fierce contest over treasure with others.
Despite facing three opponents alone, he fought valiantly. Suddenly, he relaxed his grip for just a moment. Sensing an opportunity, one of his opponents attempted to take advantage but was met with a furious roar.
"Innocent... who did this?"
The soundwave caused the three opponents' heads to throb painfully; their hearts filled with dread. Before they could react, a figure charged at them like an ancient beast, crashing into them and leaving them shattered and lifeless.
One man's head flew high into the air just in time to see the robust man barreling towards the cave's exit like a madman.
"It turns out we were merely blocking his path."
That final thought surfaced before the world plunged into darkness.
The strong man Do Not Delay just wants to rush to Innocent as quickly as possible to find out what happened. The same thing is happening everywhere at the same time. You Do Not See was discussing a deal with Steward of Treasure Pavilion at that time. When the host and guest were enjoying themselves, he suddenly slapped the table and walked away, leaving only Treasure Pavilion Steward. One person sat blankly holding a drink. He couldn't figure out how someone could just run away, and only then did he react. "My spiritual stone!!!" A sad voice sounded, which made the Cultivator trading in the cabinet feel chilled after hearing it. White-Haired Sorrow was practicing under Fire Cloud Waterfall at this time. His "Yang Yan Yin Huo" was about to advance. Just when he was about to break through, Mind suddenly moved, and a burst of energy erupted all over his body. Tuan Blood Mist, every pore on the body spurted out a stream of Yang Yan Yin Huo, and even the waterfall flowing wildly from above was blocked and evaporated by this blood-throwing inflammation. Mind was disturbed, failed to break through, and was counterattacked by Cultivation Method. White-Haired Sorrow didn't take it seriously. He stood up slowly and looked at the last position before the contact with Innocent disappeared. "Evil Brother, if you are harmed in any way, I will kill all the gales and catch the murderer." Qu Ru Ge was also sullen at this time. He was just drinking wine and suddenly discovered that Innocent The connection disappeared, and Shallow Into Night, Do Not Delay, You Do Not See, and White-Haired Sorrow were simultaneously moving in the direction of Great Wind City, and Great Wind City was found near Feng YikongStuck there. "Is Fengzi and Evil Brother in trouble?" Because Innocent except Feng Yikong, the rest of the Five Sons rushed to Great Wind City for the sake of freedom. "Master, the rest of Five Sons are coming to Great Wind City." Feng Yikong arrived behind Zuo Dao. “The strongest among the five is Qu Ru Ge, followed by White-Haired Sorrow, Shallow Into Night, You Do Not See and Do Not Delay. But the gap is not very big. "How will you win against Qu Ru Ge now?" Zuo Dao doesn't know what he is thinking while holding Wudao Order. "If I couldn't win Shallow Into Night before I met Young Master, now Qu Ru Ge is no match for me." Feng Yikong is very curious why Zuo Dao would ask at this time This question.
"If I have a conflict with them, which side would you stand on?"
"This..." Feng Yikong was at a loss for how to answer this question.
"Never mind, forget I asked." Zuo Dao waved his hand, signaling Feng Yikong not to respond. "What are my chances of winning them over now?"
"This!" Feng Yikong took a deep breath. "If it were before encountering Innocent, there would have been a hundred percent chance, but now..."
"Are you two very close?"
"Yes, although we come from different Seven Disciples, we often gather to drink, chat, explore mysteries, and exchange cultivation insights. We can be like brothers."
"Then I understand. You don't blame me regarding Innocent?" Zuo Dao was surprised. In such a grand environment, it was rare for the Seven People to maintain such close friendships.
"From a personal perspective, it's impossible not to have some grievances against the young master. However, I am also one of the Seven Unruly Disciples. The master has decreed that the Seven Disciples are fated to be together." Feng Yikong spoke honestly. During this time of contact, he had come to understand some of Zuo Dao's temperament; he just knew that before major issues arose, this young master was still quite reasonable.
"Then let's wait for them here. Second Ancestor, find a place; let's go drink." Zuo Dao found a picturesque Mountain Valley in the mountains and settled down, waiting for the arrival of the Five Sons.
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