Chapter 180: People are old things, but useless

Inside Prince Wen's Mansion.

Prince Wen Wei Ting was sitting in the room drinking tea, and dozens of young women were dancing before him.

Tianfeng Tui Wu Xun walked in, he walked slowly, his eyelids drooped, as if he could hardly open his eyes, his gaze unusually murky.

Wei Ting saw him, but didn't turn his head, just waved his hand.

"Old Wu, you've come?"

"Quick, get someone to bring Old Wu a seat."

Wu Xun shook his head, his voice reeking of rotting wood.

"No need, I just came to say a few words."

"Prince Wen, I might be dying."

Wei Ting froze for a moment, his gaze finally withdrawing from the dancers: "Old Wu, what are you saying?"

Wu Xun continued speaking.

"Prince Wen, you don't need to say more, just listen to me."

"I may only have a few months left to live; after I die, you should restrain yourself."

"Once I'm gone, it's inevitable that someone will harbor ill intentions."

Wei Ting was unfazed, he raised his cup and drank a mouthful of fine wine.

"Who dares? I'm Prince Wen, and I have money."

Wu Xun sighed; it was obvious that Wei Ting hadn't taken his words to heart at all.

But this is all self-inflicted.

At age eight, Wei Ting strangled an aristocrat's heir to death in a water vat while playing a game; Wu Xun then gave that family a large sum of money, causing them to drop their accusations and instead curry favor with Wei Ting; thereafter Wei Ting realized he had privilege, believed money could solve everything, his conduct became unrestrained, ever more arrogant, and his mind ever more twisted.

Just then, a cold voice rang out above Prince Wen's Mansion.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard has come calling; why don't you come out to greet them?"

Wu Xun's face changed drastically: "The Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

But Wei Ting remained unfazed.

Wu Xun struck with a palm, killing all the dancing women in the room.

Wei Ting was bewildered: "Old Wu, what are you doing? It's just the Embroidered Uniform Guard, isn't it?"

Wu Xun shouted.

"Prince Wen! Listen carefully to what I'm saying."

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard surely comes with ill intent; they may move against you—run quickly."

"As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood."

Having said that, Wu Xun ran toward the gate of Prince Wen's Mansion.

Soon he arrived outside the gate of Prince Wen's Mansion; he glanced at the dense black shadows in the distance and felt a jolt in his heart—indeed, they had been exposed.

Still, he kept his composure, intending to buy Wei Ting time to escape.

Wu Xun straightened his clothes and approached Shen Qing: "You must be Commander Shen, right? I've long admired you; I don't know what brings you to Prince Wen's Mansion."

Shen Qing's pupils flashed with purple light as he glanced at Wu Xun a few times.

"Are you Wu Xun?"

"Eh... you're an old thing, but useless."

Immediately after, Shen Qing chuckled: "But I can open the door for you."

Wu Xun's face changed; what did he mean by that?

But the next moment, Wu Xun understood.

Only see the Slay Dragon sword drawn violently, a blood-colored mist spraying forth, a blade wrapped in overwhelming golden light slashing toward Wu Xun.

This strike was extremely fast, and with Shen Qing attacking without any sign, Wu Xun had no time to react.

The golden blade's edge landed precisely on Wu Xun's chest, and his whole body was sent flying backward by the blow.

He was blasted back nearly a thousand meters before gradually coming to a stop.

Where the blade passed, trees turned to powder and the earth was torn open with fissures.

As for Wu Xun, a huge bloody wound appeared on his chest, his spleen, lungs, and kidneys had been reduced to mush, only his heart could still barely beat under the protection of primordial energy.

Everyone inside Prince Wen's Mansion was stunned.

In their eyes, Heavenly Wind Leg Wu Xun was an invincible presence; previously arrogant and domineering, no matter how much trouble he caused, as soon as he appeared he could settle it.

But today, Wu Xun was actually split open in the chest by a single blow, his internal organs shattered?

With such injuries, even if he fled he wouldn't survive past today.

Wu Xun spat out fresh blood, opened his mouth, and let out a hoarse roar.

"Run!"

But before his words fell, Shen Qing, clad in blood-colored armor, had already arrived to kill; the Blood Dragon roared, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept over Prince Wen's Mansion.

"Today, not a single soul in Prince Wen's Mansion will be left alive!"

"Kill!"

In an instant, the cries of killing shook the heavens, and countless Embroidered Uniform Guard troops poured in.

Soldier against soldier, general against general.

Ma Qing and his companions immediately went for the Golden Elixir Realm cultivators of Prince Wen's Mansion, charging straight into the clouds.

Because they feared karmic retribution, they fought in the cloud layers, so the aftermath would not harm low-level martial artists.

Of course, this was because they feared karma.

But Shen Qing had no fear; purple mist swirled over the Slay Dragon, golden light surged, and he slashed a blade toward Wu Xun.

Its tremendous explosive force instantly tore several dozen people from the Wen Prince's Manor to shreds.

Wu Xun's face darkened; he raised his hand, a palm wrapped in elemental power, and struck toward Dragon Slash.

Only to see a huge air wave explode; instantly, several more people were shaken into blood mist.

Half of the karma was accounted to Wu Xun's head, and the deathly aura on his body grew even thicker.

This is karmic bondage; the more karma, the faster it hastens the Five Declines of Heaven and Man for a Golden Core Realm martial artist—Wu Xun was already a dying man, making this karmic bondage all the more obvious.

Wu Xun's face grew grim: "Shen Qing, dare you fight me in the heavens?"

If we keep fighting like this, in a moment Shen Qing won't even need to kill him—he'll succumb to the Five Declines of Heaven and Man on his own.

Moreover, Shen Qing has been pressing him toward the depths of the Wen Prince's Manor; the shockwaves from their clash have killed only the Wen Prince's Manor's people.

Shen Qing snorted: "It's you who's bound by karma, not me."

Besides, rest assured—you won't live long enough to suffer the karmic backlash.

As his words fell, bloody mist and purple mist mingled and spread, obscuring Shen Qing's form.

Moreover, has nobody told you that you're old and full of flaws?

Wu Xun suddenly sensed something, lifted his leg and kicked backward, unleashing several wind blades.

Only to see a blade-light flash in the air, from bottom to top, a blood line slowly appearing on Wu Xun's calf.

With one stroke, Wu Xun, known as the Heavenly Wind Leg, had his leg cut off.

Shen Qing's figure appeared in the air, looking down on Wu Xun.

I said it—you're old, and everything about you is a flaw.

Wu Xun clenched his teeth, his voice rising: "Impossible! What nonsense are you spouting, you junior?"

Wu Xun unleashed a barrage of punches, several dozen green fist prints hurtling toward Shen Qing.

Shen Qing's gaze was calm; he walked toward Wu Xun unhurriedly, and with a few casual slashes he shattered the green fist prints.

It's not just about having a loud voice to be impressive.

At that moment Shen Qing also closed in on Wu Xun; Wu Xun gritted his teeth and threw a punch, while Shen Qing raised his fist and launched a punch straight at Wu Xun.

Only the sound of cracking could be heard as Wu Xun's right arm was smashed to pieces.

Ah!!!

A anguished cry rang out; Shen Qing naturally pursued his advantage, instantly bursting with great speed to close in on Wu Xun, driving a Heart-Striking Elbow into Wu Xun's chest—knowing Wu Xun's chest was wide open at that moment.

Thus Shen Qing's elbow landed squarely on Wu Xun's heart.

Wu Xun's heart stopped beating; with a bang, it burst into blood mist.

In that instant, Wu Xun ceased all motion, his vital energy completely stalled; in his peripheral vision he saw a golden light slicing toward his neck.

A hiss.

The sound of flesh tearing rang out, and Wu Xun's head flew high into the sky.

Thus the famed Heavenly Wind Leg Wu Xun lowered the curtain on his life.

【Congratulations on slaying a Golden Core Realm martial artist, successfully looting the trait: Heavenly Leg Bone (gold)】

【Successfully discovered a new fusible trait】

【Exceptional Leg Technique (green) + Heavenly Leg Bone (gold) =???】