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Chapter 218: Going Ahead First

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In an instant, wild winds filled the room like a tsunami sweeping through, and the true qi of heaven and earth within the entire hall coalesced at this moment, then crashed down upon the few from Falling God Peak.

A set of tables and chairs within the hall and the landscape screen standing beside them turned to dust in a flash, causing even the entire Hundred Fragrance Pavilion to tremble.

An old man beside Zheng Zi's eyes darkened; he immediately thrust a fist forward. A purple fist-light supported an arc-shaped true qi barrier, blocking all incoming attacks from the outside.

Just then, Zheng Zi, whose expression had remained calm from beginning to end, suddenly spoke in a heavy voice:

"They want to escape; stop them!"

At the same time, after striking a palm, the old man in hemp clothes had long since grabbed a little girl from beside him; his figure moved, leaped over the window, and fled outside the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion.

Seeing this, the old man who had thrown the punch responded with a sound, then immediately pursued the direction of the old man in hemp clothes without hesitation.

However, he had barely taken a step when the bodies of several burly men previously blasted away by the old man in hemp clothes, now lying on the ground, were quietly activated by a spiritual pressure.

In an instant, a fine sound of bones collapsing echoed in the air; the bodies of the several burly men suddenly collapsed inward as if their skins had been emptied like balloons, then exploded like bundles of violent gunpowder with a boom.

Shattered bones turned into sharp weapons; the moment blood left the body, it vaporized into a blood mist, then, driven by powerful true qi, wove a crimson spiderweb brimming with terrifying killing intent, completely enveloping Zheng Zi and the others.

"Be careful!"

The remaining old man roared deeply and acted immediately to block this suddenly appearing killing move.

However, because the old man in hemp clothes' move was too hidden and sudden, and the old man acted in haste, he was unable to completely block the power of the crimson spiderweb from the outside for a moment.

This also meant that Zheng Zi and Yuwen Feng, facing the scattered afterwaves, could hardly resist; both were blasted away, crashing heavily against the wooden wall behind them.

"Cough... cough..."

Soon, Zheng Zi burst out from the shattered wooden pieces while coughing violently; he wiped the fresh blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, then roared with a sinister expression:

"Chase them for me!"

At this time, Yuwen Feng, also injured, rushed out angrily and spoke to the old man who had just been beside him:

"That old thing is not weak in strength; Elder Shen, you must go as well; be sure to capture him and bring him back to me!"

Hearing this, Elder Shen, who had originally been beside Yuwen Feng, was clearly somewhat hesitant and said:

"If I leave, the safety of you, Young Master..."

Zheng Zi merely waved his hand, glanced at another middle-aged man, and said:

"Having him here is enough."

Immediately, he swept his gaze across the scar-faced man and Li Musheng within the hall and said:

"Moreover, could these two possibly pose even the slightest threat to us?"

Then, he coldly ordered:

"Convey my command: send a signal immediately to seal off Hundred Refinement City; under no circumstances must that old thing escape!"

Upon hearing these words, the two old men exchanged a glance but said no more; they quickly responded and together pursued the direction where the old man in hemp clothes had fled.

For a moment, within the hall littered with chaos, only Zheng Zi's group, Li Musheng, the scar-faced man, and a crowd of courtesans from the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion remained.

The courtesans all hid in the corners of the hall with terrified expressions, clearly stunned and frightened by the old man in hemp clothes' attack just now.

The scar-faced man stood in place from beginning to end, completely daring not to move.

At this moment, he trembled all over, struggled to look at Li Musheng sitting on a soft chair beside him, and his lips quivered as he muttered:

"That old man fled alone... now only the two of us remain."

"Before I die, I only want to know one thing... why did you insist on dragging me to my death? If you do not tell me, I will not close my eyes in peace..."

Hearing this, Li Musheng glanced at the other party but was simply too lazy to pay attention to him; instead, he turned his gaze toward Zheng Zi and the others in the hall.

At this time, Zheng Zi was walking toward Li Musheng and the other two, his face gloomy as he said:

"It seems you two are not actually allies; now that the old thing has fled, you will have no support left."

"Tell me, who gave you the dog's courage to run wild in my territory?"

Facing Zheng Zi's question, the scar-faced man opened his mouth as if to speak, but Li Musheng, with a calm expression, looked at Zheng Zi and asked:

"I just heard you say you are the young master of Hundred Refinement City, and that the peak master governing Hundred Refinement Peak is your father?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zi stopped in place, narrowed his eyes to scrutinize Li Musheng, saw that there was no martial true qi fluctuation throughout his body, then laughed harshly:

"Death is at the door, yet you still pretend; how dare you make me answer you?"

Having said this, he casually waved his hand; the martial true qi within his body surged, generating a powerful force that directly slapped toward Li Musheng through the air.

If this palm strike had landed, an ordinary martial artist would certainly have been slapped away and severely injured by the surging force.

However, to Zheng Zi's great surprise, without seeing Li Musheng make any move, the force he had struck failed to harm the other party in the slightest.

The other party remained leaning against the soft chair, not moving an inch.

"What is going on?"

Zheng Zi frowned, beginning to realize something was amiss.

The middle-aged man behind him, who had remained motionless until now, suddenly moved his figure, arriving beside Zheng Zi, and solemnly reminded:

"Young Master Zheng, be careful; this person is suspicious; there may be a hidden expert behind him?"

Then, with a vigilant expression, he glanced at Li Musheng, then swept his gaze around the entire hall, as if trying to find the person acting from the shadows.

Hearing this, Zheng Zi immediately retreated several steps in caution, simultaneously quickly circulating martial true qi to protect his body, and spoke in a heavy voice:

"Miao Qianshi, you must drag out that person hiding in the shadows."

Yuwen Feng, seeing this scene from behind, frowned and likewise became vigilant.

Now that the two elders from Falling God Peak were absent, if Li Musheng truly had a hidden expert behind him, the situation would be extremely unfavorable for them.

"Sir, hiding your head and showing your tail is undignified; why not come out and meet?"

After searching for a while without finding the spiritual pressure of the person hiding in the shadows, the middle-aged man spoke deeply toward the air.

At this time, Li Musheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his face showing a thoughtful expression, and looked at Zheng Zi, asking:

"I just thought of a question: if I send news of your death back to Hundred Refinement Peak, will your father, that peak master, personally come to the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion to avenge you?"

Upon hearing these words, the hall suddenly fell silent.

Zheng Zi's face instantly turned extremely ugly, a thick killing intent radiating from his body. He stared fixedly at Li Musheng, then turned to the middle-aged man and said:

"Miao Qianshi, can you truly root out that person?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned tightly but did not reply, for he had detected no one's qi mechanism in the surroundings.

In the next moment, his gaze darkened, and he spoke:

"It seems we can only force him to come out."

Having said this, he suddenly moved his body, raised his hand, and reached for Li Musheng, who was sitting in the soft chair.

(End of this chapter)

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