Chapter 229: Hundred Refinement Peak's Fury

Lanterns hung everywhere, making the night as bright as day; the entire Hundred Refinement Peak was filled with joyous celebration.

Before the towering mountain gate forged from black iron, a rider on horseback galloped swiftly out of the night, then suddenly halted.

The skilled messenger from Hundred Refinement Peak leaped from his horse, bypassed the disciples guarding the gate, and rushed straight into the peak without the slightest delay.

The disciples guarding the gate recognized the man's identity; considering his seniority, he was their senior uncle, so naturally they dared not stop him.

Yet everyone was somewhat confused; seeing the man's frantic and hurried appearance, it seemed as though something major had happened?

But how many years had passed since Hundred Refinement Peak last saw a major incident? The only matter recently worth attention was likely the sudden attack by the Great Li Tianjin Guard on Falling God Peak.

However, as disciples of Falling God Peak, they had never from beginning to end taken the Great Li Imperial Court's foolish actions seriously; aside from feeling extreme anger in their hearts, they were not worried that Falling God Peak would truly suffer any harm.

"It must still be about the Young Master's affair; perhaps the villain has already been dealt with, and the senior uncle is rushing back to report the news?"

One of the disciples guarding the gate spoke, and the others around him did not take the matter to heart either.

And soon, after the skilled messenger from Hundred Refinement Peak entered the peak, he rushed directly toward the cliff-top summit.

The iron-stone courtyard at the summit where Peak Lord Zheng Yunfeng secluded himself for cultivation was a forbidden place within the entire Hundred Refinement Peak.

Ordinarily, only a very few people within the peak could go there to pay respects or report peak affairs; by the rules, he had no qualification to go to this place.

But the situation now was different from the past; moreover, he had already received the Great Elder's permission halfway through his journey, allowing him to personally report the situation in Hundred Refinement City to Zheng Yunfeng.

In fact, regarding this matter, the Great Elder of Hundred Refinement Peak harbored some thoughts of his own; he knew that the deaths of the First Lady, Zheng Zi, and Zheng Shangzong would inevitably provoke Zheng Yunfeng's great fury.

And the person reporting this matter would inevitably bear the brunt of his wrath first; naturally, he did not wish to bear this, so he顺势 let the other person become a scapegoat.

Afterwards, once Zheng Yunfeng calmed down, he would avenge the other person, and the matter would be over; indeed, he would even increase his standing in Zheng Yunfeng's heart because of this.

However, although his schemes were many, he calculated a thousand times and ten thousand times but never imagined that Li Musheng's terror was beyond imagination.

Not only was revenge not achieved, but before being killed, the other person had been tortured by him.

"Peak Lord, something has happened!"

The messenger from Hundred Refinement Peak did not know the rules for appearing before Zheng Yunfeng here; as soon as he arrived before the courtyard at the summit, he urgently shouted loudly.

"Insolent! Who allowed you to come to this place?"

Zheng Yunfeng's voice, carrying anger, came from within the courtyard; in an instant, the heavy clouds pressing down upon the summit surged.

Then, they condensed into a white iron chain made of cloud qi, hanging down from the clouds, and with a piercing whistle, lashed out at the messenger.

Seeing this scene, the messenger was instantly startled and immediately shouted urgently:

"The First Lady and the City Lord Zheng have both been killed by someone!"

Upon hearing these words, the cloud-qi iron chain that was about to fall suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the messenger pressed his head to the ground; without waiting for Zheng Yunfeng to ask, he hurriedly continued to report:

"Our group followed the First Lady and the two elders of the Law Enforcement Hall to Hundred Refinement City to avenge Young Master Zheng, but upon arriving there, we discovered that City Lord Zheng had also been killed by the other party."

"The First Lady was heartbroken and, along with the two elders, led us to seek revenge against the other party, but... the First Lady and the two elders were suppressed and killed by that person with a single finger, while the other party deliberately left nine of us alive to come to the Nine Peaks to deliver this message..."

The messenger spoke the cause and effect of the entire matter at an extremely fast speed, fearing that Zheng Yunfeng would not understand that he had broken the rules due to the circumstances.

However, what he did not expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, the cloud-qi chain crashed down with a boom, directly blasting his entire body into a mist of blood.

Until his death, he did not understand why, after running frantically all the way, he ultimately ended up with the fate of dying without a whole body.

At the same time, suddenly, wind and clouds surged over the entire summit of Hundred Refinement Peak; the booming sound was like rolling thunder, as if an extremely terrifying power was brewing.

Disciples and members of Hundred Refinement Peak everywhere suddenly felt it; whether resting, cultivating, or awake, one by one they all walked out of their rooms and looked up toward the direction of the summit.

At this moment, the entire Hundred Refinement Peak, top to bottom, was plunged into a deathly silence.

Only the small courtyard at the summit, hidden amidst the clouds and mist, slowly exhaled a suffocating, terrifying aura, like a man-eating ferocious beast slowly awakening.

At this time, a disciple of Hundred Refinement Peak suddenly turned his head and looked at the bronze wind chimes hanging from the eaves below the house.

He saw them shaking and ringing violently, then suddenly exploding; countless shards shot out wildly, piercing the walls of the surrounding houses and even cutting his cheek.

"It is the Peak Lord!"

Suddenly, a disciple in the peak cried out in shock; soon, the disciples at the mountain waist all knelt down collectively, shouting the Peak Lord's title to the mountain.

Visible within the darkness of the cloud peak, a dazzling ball of golden true qi rose from the small courtyard at the summit.

Rays of golden light, brilliant like the high sun, illuminated the entire Hundred Refinement Peak from top to bottom; the surging clouds at the summit transformed into a golden sea of clouds.

However, Zheng Yunfeng did not respond to the disciples; what the entire Hundred Refinement Peak faced was an all-encompassing killing intent.

In an instant, the entire mountain peak trembled and resonated!

In a pine forest near the summit, all the needles suddenly detached from their branches in unison, floating in mid-air with their tips all pointing toward the small courtyard at the summit.

The waterfall reversed its flow, water droplets froze, and the clouds and mist enveloping the peak surged rapidly, forming a massive vortex of fog that whipped up gusts of wild wind, as if it were about to shake the entire Hundred Refinement Peak.

At this moment, almost every disciple in Hundred Refinement Peak finally realized: this was not the Peak Lord emerging from seclusion to display the majestic power of the Heavenly Dao; this was the Peak Lord's anger and killing intent.

The disciples of Hundred Refinement Peak had no idea what had happened; at this moment, they were all trembling, kneeling prostrate in various places throughout the peak, pressing their heads to the ground and daring not to make the slightest sound.

In the next moment, all the suspended pine needles in the pine forest exploded with a boom, turning into dust and falling down with a rustling sound.

The frozen water droplets of the waterfall in the mountains were crushed by a terrifying force, exploding together into patches of water mist.

Then, the pine dust and water mist were both carried by the fog vortex, sweeping across the entire Hundred Refinement Peak; disciples from top to bottom of the peak were soaked by the water vapor, and a cold chill rose through their bodies.

For a moment, it seemed that at this very instant, everyone vaguely began to feel the Peak Lord's extremely grim and cold emotions.

Just at this time, that ball of golden true qi suddenly descended rapidly from the summit and finally hovered at the mountain gate.

"Prepare the carriage; this Seat shall personally go to Hundred Refinement City."

(End of this chapter)