Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

With no view from the inside or outside, it was impossible to see whether the people inside the boat were alive or dead.

Master Huanxi, unable to sense the other's presence with his divine sense, spoke with a hint of surprise and doubt:

"It vanished into thin air so easily?"

He had assumed that a Foundation Establishment cultivator who could unleash such power, forcing him to flee in panic, must have some hidden trump card.

Chu Zifei's attack just now far exceeded the level of others of the same level. Even he felt a little wary, which was extremely rare.

It should be noted that he has cultivated for 120 years and has long since reached the peak of Foundation Establishment. He is a renowned top figure among the rogue cultivators of the demonic path.

Although he swiftly killed his enemy, the Joyful Master was still heartbroken and his anger lingered for a long time as he looked at the dead concubines who accompanied him.

What Huanxi Shangren found most unbearable in this battle was the loss of face.

Filled with rage, he retreated straight back to the bone flying boat, shouting angrily:

"Those insignificant cultivators from the Yue Kingdom dared to slay my beautiful concubine! This grudge must be avenged, for it is against all reason! I will make every mortal soul in this city pay for their deaths!"

"If that's the case, then we absolutely cannot let you leave alive!"

A cold voice suddenly exploded above Huanxi Shangren's head.

Master Huanxi froze and suddenly looked up.

The cultivator who had just been struck head-on by the beam of light from his magic weapon was now standing calmly in mid-air, wearing a strange cloak.

  

It turned out that just as the beam of light was about to hit him, Chu Zifei instantly activated his Sky-Waving Cloak, stepped onto the Cloud-Soaring Step, and used the strong light of the magic to obscure his vision, thus silently escaping.

Once the power of the magical artifact dissipated, he used the cloak to conceal all his aura, hiding in mid-air, lying in wait atop Master Huanxi's head, awaiting the fatal blow.

"Go to hell!"

Master Huanxi was shocked and furious, and dared not hold back in the slightest.

His fingertips flashed with magic, and black and white rings burst forth from the sky, carrying countless evil spirits and malevolent energy, rushing straight towards Chu Zifei in mid-air!

This was Chu Zifei's first direct confrontation with a powerful cultivator who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

In the blink of an eye, he had already grasped the situation and wanted to win in one fell swoop. He needed to seize the moment when his opponent was careless and use his absolute physical strength to kill him directly!

Therefore, when he reappeared, he activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts at full power, and a faint golden light emanated from his skin. The turbid Yin energy within his body circulated rapidly through his meridians, and his Qi and blood power had reached its peak.

Faced with the whistling magical weapon hurtling towards him, Chu Zifei neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead used his pure physical body to directly confront the black and white rings.

Upon seeing this, the Venerable Huanxi below was first taken aback, then burst into maniacal laughter.

"You're courting death! My Yin-Yang Soul Ring was forged by sacrificing the souls of tens of thousands of mortals. Its Yin energy devours the body and gnaws at the bones of countless souls. Even cultivators of the same level dare not withstand it head-on. And you, a mere early Foundation Establishment cultivator, dare to confront it with your own body?"

But the next moment, he suddenly lost his voice and his face froze.

The Yin-Yang Soul Ring struck Chu Zifei's golden body, causing it to become sluggish inch by inch. He used all his strength to push against the magical artifact and forge ahead.

Even though countless wronged souls rushed out from within the ring and frantically tore at Chu Zifei's body, they couldn't break through his defenses at all, and even the overwhelming Yin energy couldn't corrupt his mind.

This is because the malevolent energy is far less potent than the turbid yin malevolent energy within Chu Zifei's body.

"drink!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Huanxi Shangren was distracted and stunned, Chu Zifei shouted and suddenly exerted force with both arms, grasping the Yin-Yang Soul Rings that were circulating Yin Sha and squeezing them inward!

This magical artifact, which had been nurtured day and night by the Venerable Huanxi, was squeezed into an oval and deformed shape by the absolute power of the physical body!

The magical artifact was severely damaged, its connection was severed, and the backlash instantly flooded his soul.

Master Huanxi trembled violently, his face contorted in a grimace, and a soul-wrenching pain swept over him. He completely lost control of the black and white rings and froze in place, unable to move.

Chu Zifei didn't delay. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he made a thought and urged the size of the Mo Yuan Heavy Blade to increase by more than ten feet.

He swooped down through the air, gathering all his profound energy, raised the Mo Yuan Heavy Blade, and slashed down at the still struggling Huanxi Shangren!

The domineering blade struck down with a deafening roar, instantly shattering the opponent's protective barrier.

Where the sword flashed, blood splattered!

The demonic cultivator Huanxi, who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, was instantly cleaved in two, his body and cultivation completely destroyed.

This strike was powerful, heavy, and terrifyingly violent!

Master Huanxi must have found it hard to believe even in his death that he, a powerful demonic cultivator who had dominated the region, had been defeated and killed by a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment before even setting foot on the territory of Yue Kingdom.

The two demonic cultivators who had miraculously survived stood frozen in place, dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.

After a long while, the two finally recovered from their shock. Their bodies went limp, and they knelt prostrate on the ground, bending over, sticking out their buttocks, and cried out in soft voices:

"We pay homage to our new master! We beg for our lives! We are willing to serve you like cattle and horses, to serve you for life, and to let you do whatever you want."

The voices were practiced and synchronized, clearly indicating that this act of groveling and begging for mercy was not the first time.

Chu Zifei's gaze was icy as he silently looked down at the two of them.

He knew that the world of demonic cultivation was a dog-eat-dog world where people had no choice in their own lives. Perhaps the two of them were also in dire straits and were forced to rely on demonic cultivators.

But in chaotic times, one must cultivate oneself, for good and evil are rewarded accordingly, and there is no leniency when it comes to the bottom line.

Their hands are already stained with the blood of innocent mortals. If we show any compassion today and spare them, there will surely be endless trouble in the future.

"My karmic debts from the past are already fulfilled, and it is difficult to redeem them in this life. I will continue on the right path in the next life."

Chu Zifei spoke softly, his figure suddenly swayed, and his fists shot out instantly. In an instant, there was no sound on the ground.

The reason why this battle was able to wipe out the Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator in one fell swoop was because of his patience and ruthlessness.

He knew in his heart that the leader of the Black Fiend Cult, who occupied the Yue Kingdom's palace, was the most formidable enemy.

With the important matter at hand, Chu Zifei did not covet the gains from this battle.

He completely abandoned Huanxi Shangren's storage bag and the White Bone Flying Boat.

The demonic resources are in trouble, and the most urgent matter at hand is to rush to the Yue Kingdom's palace to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Before leaving, he raised his hand to tighten his cloak, concealing his aura, and then took out the ghost mask to put it on, completely hiding his appearance.

As a disciple of one of the seven righteous sects, he was well aware of the unwritten rules of the sects: members of the seven sects were strictly forbidden from stepping into the imperial city of Yue.

This move was solely to prevent any faction from seizing imperial power, becoming too powerful, disrupting the balance of power among the seven factions, and causing internal strife.

It was precisely because the seven factions never interfered in the internal affairs of the dynasty that the leader of the Black Fiend Cult had an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

To avoid revealing his identity and causing trouble for all parties, Chu Zifei had to be extremely cautious when infiltrating the imperial city.

After concealing himself, he urged the willow-leaf flying boat forward, transforming into a streak of light and hurtling through the air at full speed towards the Yue Kingdom's royal palace.

After a full day of rapid travel, the majestic outline of the capital city finally came into Chu Zifei's view. The royal city of Yue, Yuejing, was not far away.

Yuejing, located in the heart of the Yue Kingdom, was a hub of transportation and the epicenter of the nation's economy, culture, and fortune. It was undoubtedly the most magnificent city in the Yue Kingdom.