Chapter 5: The Destruction of Tingtiangu

A team of men in black rushed out from Tingtiangu, leaping to kill Lingyun. The weapons in their hands glinted with cold light; they were all first-rate experts of the pugilistic world, and the two leading them were even top-tier experts.

Watching the men in black surrounding him, a sneer of disdain curled at the corner of Lingyun's mouth. He swept his long sword, "Sword Shadows Multiplied!" Countless sword shadows erupted from before Lingyun; each shadow possessed the power of a full-force strike from a second-rate pugilistic expert, surging toward the incoming men like a torrential downpour.

The moment the two sides clashed, several screams rang out. A few guards with slightly weaker strength were instantly decapitated, and even those who could manage a slight defense were forced back powerlessly.

After only a moment's work, only a few men remained among those who had surrounded Lingyun, still struggling to hold on. But judging by their appearance, they would not last much longer.

"Senior, do you really intend to fight our Tingtiangu to the bitter end?" one top-tier expert shouted at Lingyun while using all his strength to blast away dozens of sword shadows.

"Fight to the bitter end?" Lingyun gave a cold laugh. "Do you think Tingtiangu has the power to fight me to the bitter end? Heavenly Sword!"

Lingyun gripped his sword with one hand and slashed forward. A massive sword shadow over ten zhang long descended from the sky, and before the horrified eyes of the Tingtiangu crowd, it slashed them and their building into fragments.

It was not until the time it took for a stick of incense to burn after Lingyun had left that someone spoke in a low voice: "The Shangjing branch of Tingtiangu was really destroyed by someone?"

Although the voice was soft, it shocked everyone present. Tingtiangu had roamed the pugilistic world for many years, getting whatever they wanted, and had vaguely become the number one power in the pugilistic world. That someone had actually come to cause trouble today and had even smashed their largest branch into pieces—if this matter spread, the pugilistic world would surely be in an uproar once again.

Tingtiangu was the headquarters of Tingtiangu and a forbidden zone that made people in the pugilistic world turn pale. For many years, countless sects and experts had met their doom here. But today, the tranquility of this forbidden zone was about to be broken, and the people here were about to suffer a catastrophic disaster.

A cyan figure walked through the valley, and countless sword shadows flew from his side in all directions. Wherever the sword shadows passed, blood splattered and wails never ceased. No one could hold out for twenty breaths amidst these dense sword shadows, nor could anyone break through the siege of sword shadows to reach the person.

"Stop!" A long roar erupted from the depths of the valley. A figure flew out from the depths, reaching the cyan figure in the blink of an eye. He struck with both palms, his massive Inner Strength transforming into a huge vortex that ground all the sword shadows to dust.

Lingyun looked at the person who had blocked him and said indifferently: "Who are you?"

"Who this old man is, you are not worthy to know. If you commit suicide here, this old man can leave you a whole corpse; otherwise, this old man will make sure you die without a burial ground!" the old man said coldly, acting as if he were the most important person in the world.

"Arrogant!" Lingyun gave a cold laugh. To be honest, this old man was a peerless expert, one of the best in this world. It was a pity that he had encountered Lingyun, a traveler wandering the River of Time and Space, an existence that could not be measured by this world. Lingyun lifted his left hand slightly, then flipped it, and a terrifying power descended from the sky. "Qianyuan Earth-Shattering Hand!"

With a "Boom," stones flew and a scream rang out. As the dust settled, a palm print over a zhang wide appeared on the ground, and the old man lay within it, devoid of any breath. A generation of peerless experts, who should have been able to command the winds and rain in the pugilistic world, had unfortunately fallen here.

Looking at the buildings not far away, Lingyun gave a cold laugh: "Tingtiangu should become history starting today! Great Heaven Tearing Hand!"

A terrifying force transformed into a pair of giant hands in mid-air, tearing all the buildings in the valley into fragments.

A few days later, a storm swept through the entire pugilistic world. The famous Tingtiangu had actually been wiped out by someone. It was said that Tingtiangu had been razed to the ground, and even that peerless expert within Tingtiangu had died in battle. For a time, people in the pugilistic world were discussing who could possibly possess such powerful strength to completely annihilate Tingtiangu.

Shangjing, Divine Catcher Gate.

Feng Ming put down the files in his hand and rubbed his brow hard. The destruction of the major pugilistic sect Tingtiangu had caused undercurrents in the pugilistic world, with a sense that a storm was coming. What worried him even more was that the Divine Catcher Gate had suffered heavy losses during the operation to surround Hongyi, with many experts severely injured. In particular, Tie Ying was still lying in bed, his life hanging in the balance. They had invited many famous doctors to see him, but they all said that a powerful heat had invaded his internal organs, making it difficult to treat. His meridians in both hands had also been severely damaged; even if he recovered, he would face many inconveniences in the future.

"Your Highness, many people in the pugilistic world have been restless lately, and bloody incidents occur from time to time. I fear the pugilistic world will no longer be peaceful," Leng Qi appeared quietly in the study.

"I already know about this. By the way, is there still no news of Hongyi?" Feng Ming asked.

"None!"

"Is that so? Having been hit by the Power-Dissolving Powder and losing all her Kung Fu, she must have found somewhere to hide," Feng Ming said. "Instruct your men to pay more attention to affairs in the pugilistic world to prevent any mishaps!"

"Yes!"

Fengming Mountain, Taoyuan.

Luo Yexi looked at the calm Lingyun in front of her with surprise: "Master, did you really wipe out Tingtiangu all by yourself? I heard that there was an old immortal in Tingtiangu who was a peerless expert, one of the best in the pugilistic world, and you actually killed him?"

Lingyun reached out and pinched Luo Yexi's little cheek: "What kind of peerless expert was that? He had only just entered the Innate realm. As long as you cultivate the Nine Suns Heavenly Art to the fourth level, you will be enough to fight him!"

"The fourth level... that's so hard. I've only just barely reached the peak of the first level!" Luo Yexi said with a bitter face. "Master, am I very stupid? It's clearly supposed to be easy to practice the Nine Suns Heavenly Art."

Lingyun smiled and reached out to pat Luo Yexi's head: "You don't have to be discouraged. This Nine Suns Heavenly Art is something that looks easy but is actually difficult to progress in. The first three moves are for building a foundation and are even more arduous to cultivate. That you have been able to reach the peak of the first level in such a short time is already very impressive! Alright, don't think too much, go and cultivate properly."

Watching the back of Luo Yexi as she left the Bamboo House to cultivate, Lingyun smiled slightly. His time in this world was running out; perhaps he should find a time to have a good talk with her.