Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 66 Elimination
Despite the fog, there is room for cooperation and communication among acquaintances.

Strangers don't turn against each other without a reason.

but……

There are no laws here.

Adhere to the law of the jungle.

The strong are respected.

In this environment, when a stronger predator reveals hostility, fleeing is the consensus among all experienced hunters.

Don't assume the other party will have any reservations or be hesitant.

People like this can never become strong.

Therefore, when the two sides made contact, Ji Fuyou unleashed more than 20 units of mental power and instantly killed Zhou Yan, after which Pei Zhaoye and his group scattered.

Especially Tang Yue and Tang Rong, who had already argued with him and were relatively far back, fled without hesitation.

but……

They fled quickly, but Ji Fuyou chased them even faster.

"call out!"

His figure flew rapidly through the cave.

As he passed Zhou Yan's corpse, he pulled out the short gun with a flick of his wrist.

Ji Fuyou is already very familiar with the topography of Huanglong Cave.

In addition, those with mental abilities have a much sharper sense of the outside world than others.

With his senses locked on, Ji Fuyou had already caught up with Pei Zhaoye within a mere fifty or sixty meters.

At this moment, only Huang Que remained behind Pei Zhaoye.

When Tang Rong realized that Ji Fuyou's mind was mostly focused on Pei Zhaoye, she immediately chose to part ways with him.

And this Yellow Palace...

The physique stat is approximately between 12.5 and 12.8.

He's stronger than him, but only by a very limited margin.

It's a matter of magic.

Therefore, Ji Fuyou's real target is Pei Zhaoye.

When the two sides were less than ten meters apart, and their shadows could be seen with the naked eye even in the dim light, Ji Fuyou once again visualized the Heavenly Emperor's Demon-Suppressing Diagram.

A demon god, accompanied by terrifying spiritual fluctuations, spread out in waves.

During the previous clash of mental energy, Pei Zhaoye had already sensed the familiarity of that fluctuation.

There was even a guess.

The guess was so absurd, nonsensical, and unbelievable that he simply couldn't believe it.

With the Heavenly Emperor's Demon-Suppressing and Divine-Refining Technique now in operation, the release of the Soul-Suppressing Curse is imminent. No matter how unbelievable it may seem, Pei Zhaoye, who is proficient in this technique, still has no choice but to accept this terrifying fact.

"Ji Fuyou! You are Ji Fuyou!? How is that possible... How could your mental strength be so powerful!?"

Pei Zhaoye's tone carried a hint of madness.

That was a kind of insane madness fueled by jealousy!

How long has it been! ?
Ji Fuyou has actually grown from a newcomer who didn't even know what a mental power user was to someone with such a powerful mental foundation!?

If he possessed such spiritual qualities, why would he need to compete with Pang Hu, Su Zhen, and Zhang Yongsheng for the position of president of the Starlight City Spiritual Ability Association?

His goal will be to directly target the state-level association of spiritual beings.

However, Ji Fuyou's secret refining technique was not affected by Pei Zhaoye's words.

As the Soul-Suppressing Spell took shape, a phantom of a demon god capable of awakening the deepest terrors within people crossed the mist and, through the link of their spiritual consciousness, pressed down on Pei Zhaoye.

"Soul-Suppressing Spell! Ji Fuyou, I taught you the Soul-Suppressing Spell! You actually want to use it against me!"

A fighting spirit burst forth from Pei Zhaoye's spiritual world, as if he wanted to break through all suppression with this belief.

Shatter the heavens, be unrestrained and arrogant!
With this burning and indomitable fighting spirit, the two mental forces collided violently. Even though Ji Fuyou had an advantage of nearly 4 points in mental strength, he still felt as if a loud bell was ringing in his mind, and he felt slightly dizzy.

but……

His killer move has never been a mental technique!
Between mental power users, it's difficult to gain a decisive advantage if the numerical difference isn't more than 5. Not to mention the difference in mental power atomization and liquefaction between Ji Fuyou and Pei Zhaoye.

His killer move...

It's a pistol!
The short spear was thrown immediately following the refining technique!
"what!"

Amidst the mental shock, Pei Zhaoye let out a long howl, his battle intent, stimulated by the mysterious technique he had cultivated, erupted, and he actually managed to leap to the side, avoiding the short spear...

But it's not about completely avoiding it!

The sharp edge of the pistol pierced through the mist, glancing past his waist. Amidst the flying fabric scraps, it tore a glaring bloodstain, staining the mist crimson.

"call out!"

Ji Fuyou's figure broke through the mist.

It quickly solidified from a dark shadow, and the lightning-fast sword blade in its hand solidified as well.

Before the sword even arrived, the spiritual power contained within it had already coalesced into a single entity, like a steel needle, seemingly poised to pierce his brain first.

"Sword Intent!"

Pei Zhaoye let out a cry that was filled with pain and resentment.

Sword intent!

He was in pain because Ji Fuyou had actually mastered sword intent!
He was unwilling because even he had only just touched the edge of sword intent!

Just like now, his sword was drawn, but under the suppression of Ji Fuyou's sword intent, he could not form an effective counterattack.

"boom!"

Sparks flew as a sword-wielding arm was swept into the mist!
Pei Zhaoye let out a scream as his arm, which was holding the sword to fight back, was completely severed.

"my hand!"

This excruciating pain finally brought him back to his senses.

"Ji Fuyou! I taught you the Soul-Suppressing Spell. Without my guidance on the path of a spiritual power user, how could you be where you are today?! And now, you actually want to kill me?!"

Ji Fuyou strode forward.

As he passed Pei Zhaoye, he suddenly grabbed the short gun he had thrown earlier.

Then, almost without even discerning the direction, he threw the pistol in his hand again.

A surge of energy!

Pierce through the fog!
Disappeared without a trace!

The next instant...

A piercing scream emanated from the fog where nothing could be seen at all!
It's the Yellow Palace!
This cold and precise killing efficiency sent a chill down Pei Zhaoye's spine.

Ji Fuyou, who had thrown the pistol, turned around and faced the first high-level mental ability user he had ever encountered.

"Originally, you went your way and I went mine, and we lived in peace."

He focused his spirit on the sword: "But when you threaten me and bring uncertainty and danger to my life, I must put an end to this."

Pei Zhaoye, whose arm had been severed, turned pale. He lowered his stance once again: "Let me go, let me leave. That will repay the favor of getting you the job. From now on, I will never provoke you again. I will stay away from you wherever you are."

"I'm sorry, given my current status, knowledge, and experience, I don't know how to properly handle this conflict."

Ji Fuyou thrust out his longsword, imbued with sword intent.

The sword intent that tore through the spirit and shook the mind erupted instantly.

As the sword, imbued with all his strength, struck with lightning speed, Pei Zhaoye was terrified and even frantically retreated.

"Ji Fuyou!"

Jealousy of Ji Fuyou's current achievements and resentment at his impending defeat almost completely consumed him.

He quit!
But it seems like it hasn't retreated!

The brain gave the body the command to retreat, but because the transmission of this command was interrupted by the sword intent, there was a delay, causing the body to react a beat slower.

Just as his body was about to move, a cold, sharp light pierced through his brow and emerged from the back of his head.

"Therefore, I can only eliminate this problem at its source."

(End of this chapter)