In a perfect world, you start by relying on your own strength.

"I hope you'll be more sensible in your next life."

As Shi Geng finished speaking, a bright moon suddenly spread out behind him, its clear light falling like the heavens, illuminating the entire earth in a pale white light.

His gaze was indifferent, devoid of any warmth or humanity, as if he were looking down upon a group of insignificant ants. His eyes were as cold as divine punishment, devoid of pity, containing only the purest judgment.

Under the moonlight, all the villagers of Beicun knelt on the ground, trembling all over, their courage to even raise their heads crushed.

Just as Shi Geng was about to deliver the fatal blow, suddenly, a burst of dazzling light exploded from the bushes, like a cascading galaxy, rushing through the air and instantly enveloping Shi Geng.

Wherever the light passed, it pierced through gold and stone, and even ancient trees hundreds of meters long were riddled with holes, its power terrifying.

But Shi Geng didn't even lift his eyelids, remaining standing in the same spot like an unshakeable ancient divine mountain.

The bright moon hung in the sky behind them, its clear light suddenly becoming incomparably sharp. Strands of moonlight fell down, no longer gentle light, but transformed into thousands of moonlight celestial blades, slashing out across the sky!

Those deadly points of light collided with the moonlight and were blasted away by the sky full of sword light without even a moment's pause.

Light sparks flew everywhere, and even the air itself was distorted and exploded.

Shi Geng kept his eyes downcast, his tone as indifferent as if he were discussing a trivial matter: "The light of a firefly dares to compete with the brilliance of the moon?"

Before he finished speaking, he gently gestured with his fingertips.

Thousands of moonlight blades suddenly condensed, transforming into a giant moon blade, which slashed towards the bushes in the direction from which the light points came!

The bushes were instantly split in two, dust flew everywhere, and vegetation turned to ash.

The figure hidden behind it didn't even have time to scream before being violently thrown away by the crushing force. Shi Geng then slowly raised his eyes, his gaze as cold as the heavens, and looked at the figure that had fallen to the ground in a sorry state: "Bei Feng? You really do like to launch sneak attacks."

It was Bei Feng who had fallen out from behind the bushes. He was covered in dust and dirt, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in fine, bloody cuts from the residual force of the moonlight. His breathing was extremely disordered.

If it weren't for the beast tooth necklace on his wrist that activated a weak protective shield at the crucial moment, that strike would have already cleaved him and his magical artifact in two.

Bei Feng struggled to lift his head, supporting himself on the ground. His eyes, which had been filled with arrogance, were now filled with fear and disbelief.

His all-out, deadly attack was so utterly futile that his opponent didn't even have the right to look him in the eye.

The boy from Stone Village in front of them was terrifying. The bright moon hanging in the sky, every ray of its light, was like a butcher's knife hanging over the heads of everyone in Wolf Village.

Shi Geng looked at him indifferently, a murderous intent surging in his eyes: "Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, then let's settle accounts together."

Before he finished speaking, the bright moon behind him swelled up again, its light like cast iron, condensing into a bright yet murderous moon wheel, which slashed down at Bei Feng with overwhelming force!

At this critical moment, a sharp and stern shout suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

However, Shi Geng seemed not to hear, and the bright moon behind him crashed down, slashing straight at Bei Feng!

Wherever the bright moon passed, the earth suddenly split open, creating a chasm. Wood and stone were all broken, and the cuts were as smooth as mirrors, as if they had been cut by a divine weapon.

Bei Feng's face turned ashen, and in terror, he clenched his wrist and roared:

"Spiritual offering, save me!"

The necklace of beast teeth on his wrist shattered inch by inch, and the forty-two beast teeth swirled in the air, bursting out a fierce beast roar, and condensed into a hideous light armor in front of him, like a last barrier, protecting him tightly.

But Shi Geng's expression didn't change at all.

The bright moon hanging in the sky, its blade-like light still crashed down with overwhelming force; it was not a battle, but a judgment.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar tore through the heavens and earth as the Moonlit Blade slammed into the light armor.

The armor of light, forged from forty-two beast teeth, shattered like glass in less than a second, sending shards of light flying everywhere.

The piercing scream of shattered beast teeth had not yet dissipated when the fierce moonlight engulfed Beifeng like a tidal wave!

When the village chief, Bei Liqing, arrived in haste and witnessed this scene, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his beard and hair stood on end.

Bei Feng is not only the most dazzling genius of this generation in Bei Village, but also his own grandson!

At this moment, right under his nose, he was brutally killed by that cold moonlight!

"Wind—!"

Bei Liqing let out a bloodcurdling roar, his entire being acting like a madman, staring intently at Shi Geng, his eyes bloodshot: "You little beast! Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?"

A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of Shi Geng's lips. His tone was light, yet every word was like a knife: "I heard you. But why should I listen to you?"

He casually dusted off his sleeves, his disdain almost overflowing.

Do you think this is a TV drama? Do you really expect a simple reprimand to stop him from killing you?

Beili Qing trembled with rage, his aged face twisted into a ferocious grimace: "Fine! What a sharp-tongued little beast! Today I'll make you pay for my grandson's death!"

Before the words had even finished, a hoarse yet majestic voice suddenly boomed from the depths of the dense forest:

"Beili Qing! Who do you want to be buried with your good-for-nothing grandson? Do you really think our Stone Village is deserted?"

Following the sound, one could see Shi Yunfeng leading a large group of young and strong men from Shi Village striding towards them with imposing momentum.

The old patriarch's gaze first paused slightly on the bright moon hanging in the sky behind Shi Geng, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before turning to the disheveled Bei Liqing, his eyes as cold and sharp as knives.

The villagers of Shicun lined up in a row, each one brimming with vigor and exuding a fierce aura, instantly suppressing the situation.

When Beiliqing saw that everyone from Shicun had arrived, and then saw Shigen's indifferent and murderous demeanor, his heart sank to the bottom of the Nine Nether Valley.

His face was deathly pale, all traces of his patriarchal authority gone, replaced by a desperate madness as he roared back:

"Spiritual medium! Our wolf village has worshipped you for many years, why have you not descended yet!"

A mournful cry echoed throughout the entire forest. The next moment, a series of low moans and growls resounded from the depths of the forest, as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened.

A chilling killing intent swept across the land, approaching at an astonishing speed, causing even the grass and trees to tremble.

Shi Yunfeng's expression changed slightly, and he shouted:

"It's the spirit of the Wolf Village! Lin Hu, Flying Flood Dragon, get ready! If it dares to show itself, kill it!"

The villagers of Shicun immediately tensed up, their blood surging, and bravely met the challenge.

Shi Geng merely glanced indifferently at the direction from which the aura was coming, his smile growing even colder.

"Grandpa Clan Chief, there's no need to trouble Uncle Lin Hu and Uncle Fei Jiao. It's just an old, worn-out sacrificial spirit; watch me slay it."

The bright moon behind him suddenly shrank, no longer covering the sky, but instead condensed into a moon-shaped divine blade several meters tall, suspended in mid-air, its blade shimmering with a clear light, quietly gathering its power, waiting for the right moment to strike.

"Hmph, slay the sacrificial spirit? How dare you even think of that, you brat! How dare you speak so arrogantly!"

Beiliqing let out a sinister laugh.

What kind of existence is the Sacrificial Spirit? It is the supreme being that protects a village or clan in the Great Wilderness, a supreme power that mortals cannot shake!

In his eyes, Shi Geng's words were nothing more than the wild words of a dying man.