Chapter 107: Kick to Pieces

Chapter 107: The Crushing Kick (Second Update)

Hiss—

An angry, relentless hiss filled the air.

The white horse was going wild, completely ignoring the hooks embedded in its flesh. Its four hooves stretched to their limits, muscles bulging, its body swelling slightly.

With each movement, the tightly woven blood net stretched outward, and many of the hooks tore away along with chunks of flesh. The white horse looked increasingly pitiful.

Puff!

The horse was quick-witted. Every time it created some space, it spat out a beast from its belly, filling the gap to prevent the detached hooks from snagging it again.

Anyone could see that if it were allowed to continue, it might indeed tear through the blood net and regain its freedom.

The black-clad elder certainly wouldn’t allow this to happen.

With a swift sound, the black-clad elder flashed close to the white horse and launched an attack. Emerald-green finger lights pierced through the air, each seeming to carry a deadly poison.

Whether it was the white horse or the beasts it spat out, once touched, thick white mist rose, and their flesh turned blackened and necrotic.

Hiss—

A more piercing and agonized scream came from the white horse.

Despite its uncanny speed, when it came to cunning, how could it compare to humans?

Just moments ago, its eyes had been filled with regal disdain; now they were clouded with pain and fury. Yet it remained trapped in the net, unable to evade even a single finger strike.

“If you swear allegiance to me and allow me to command you henceforth, I will remove your poison and dismantle the blood net,” the black-clad elder said with an evil tone, his confidence evident.

The white horse seemed to understand human speech. Hearing these words, its eyes blazed with fiery anger, struggling even harder, refusing to respond.

The black-clad elder snorted coldly and produced an ancient bronze talisman.

Fang Junmei, who had been watching, recognized it immediately. It was called the Demon-Sealing Talisman, containing a miniature inner world. When used on a beast, it could trap the target inside.

The black-clad elder clearly planned to capture the horse first, then torture it at leisure, looking for ways to subjugate it!

However, the talisman required the target’s consent or complete passivity to take effect. The elder had to wait—at least until the horse was knocked unconscious.

Whoosh!

He summoned the black grinding wheel that had been flung away earlier and unleashed a furious bombardment on the white horse.

This time, the white horse could no longer dodge.

Its screams grew even more heart-wrenching.

…

Fang Junmei could no longer watch idly. In a flash, he drew his disregard sword.

“Don’t move, kid!”

Before Fang Junmei could act, a pockmarked young man who had been watching him coldly warned. Wrapped around his arm was a crimson snake-like beast radiating the aura of a mid-stage Floating Dust cultivator.

Clang!

Without a word, Fang Junmei unsheathed his sword. Brilliant golden light burst from his body.

Since he intended to fight, he made no effort to hide his power. With every strike, he wielded the sword’s power to the bone, unleashing the Yellow Springs Ghost Rain Sword Technique’s swift second-fastest move—Phantom Strike.

A flash of azure sword light, like lightning, sliced through the void, aiming directly at the pockmarked youth’s head.

The youth, seeing Fang Junmei’s mastery of swordsmanship, was alarmed. Such a cultivator was far beyond a mere late-stage Floating Dust realm.

Seeing the lightning-fast strike, panic surged in his heart. Instinctively, he released the red snake from his arm and retreated.

The red snake’s eyes gleamed malice as it spewed a cloud of poisonous red mist toward Fang Junmei.

Without dodging, Fang Junmei activated a golden bell shield around himself. He subtly adjusted the sword’s tip.

Puff!

The red snake’s head was cleaved into pieces and died instantly.

Killing the snake, Fang Junmei did not slow. He pressed the attack on the pockmarked youth.

The youth drew a white jade ruler-shaped talisman and hurled it at Fang Junmei.

But this talisman was only mid-grade—no match for Fang Junmei’s sword.

Boom!

An explosion rocked the air as the talisman was blasted away by a sword strike.

Seeing his talisman destroyed, the youth paled. He quickly drew another talisman resembling a small green pagoda, similar in power to the jade ruler.

“Senior brother, save me!”

Realizing his talismans wouldn’t stop Fang Junmei, the youth cried out and fled toward the black-clad elder.

Boom!

An explosion followed.

In the next instant, the golden sword tip pierced through the youth’s protective shield and struck his head.

A bloom of blood mist erupted.

The pockmarked youth fell dead by Fang Junmei’s lightning strike, a hundred yards from his senior brother.

Though lengthy, this sequence took only a few breaths—showing Fang Junmei’s overwhelming strength and hinting at the earlier famed prowess of Qi Yu.

…

“Who are you to dare kill people from Black Rain Abyss?”

The black-clad elder, sensing the change, shouted furiously, stopping his attack on the white horse. No matter what, the man was a Dao Embryo cultivator.

He recalled the black grinding wheel and hurled it toward Fang Junmei with thunderous force.

A crushing pressure like a mountain enveloped Fang Junmei, making his breath hitch and his movements slow.

This attack was unavoidable and had to be met head-on.

Fang Junmei quickly assessed the situation. The white horse’s earlier agile dodges weren’t because the grinding wheel was weak—it was because the horse was strong.

Then so be it!

Resolute, Fang Junmei poured his sword’s bone-deep power into the strike, driving forward relentlessly.

“Little nobody, you dare question my origins?” Fang Junmei shouted fiercely, rare arrogance in his tone.

Boom!

Another massive explosion shook the earth and sky.

The black grinding wheel was blasted away by Fang Junmei’s sword, but he too was thrown back, a trace of blood escaping his lips.

“Does your bone-deep swordsmanship mean so much? If you ruin my plans, I’ll see you dead!”

The black-clad elder lost interest in probing Fang Junmei’s background or any deals. He cast a spell and attacked.

Fang Junmei steadied himself and met the elder head-on.

With his three-breath spirit stone and bone-deep sword power, Fang Junmei quickly gained the upper hand, injuring the elder. The black-clad elder hastily produced more tricks, repeatedly unleashing the Demon-Sealing Talisman!

Screech—

Two eagle-like beasts appeared from nowhere, joining the elder in attacking Fang Junmei. Both possessed late-stage Floating Dust strength.

The battle reached a temporary stalemate.

…

Meanwhile, the white horse, bloodied and battered, its body mottled with black poison patches, watched Fang Junmei and the black-clad elder fight. It finally breathed a sigh of relief and pressed on, pushing at the blood net.

It spat out beast after beast, expanding the blood-red net.

The black-clad elder tried repeatedly to stop it, but Fang Junmei intercepted each attempt with supernatural ease.

After dozens of breaths, the white horse finally tore a hole large enough to slip through and broke free.

Once outside, it flashed like a ghost behind the black-clad elder and delivered a vicious kick to his head. The rush of air howled—a strike born of deep hatred.

The black-clad elder had anticipated this and sidestepped the blow, knowing his attempt to capture the horse had utterly failed. His eyes darkened with cold frustration as he retreated.

“Kid, just wait. Next time we meet, I’ll twist your head off!” His sinister voice echoed through the wild mountains.

“There won’t be a next time.”

Beside him, Fang Junmei’s voice rang coldly.

His disregard sword shot out, blocking the elder’s escape route.

The elder moved sideways again.

In the next instant, the white horse and Fang Junmei appeared in perfect unison beside him. The horse struck a brutal kick to the elder’s head.

Bang!

Flesh and blood splattered.

This time, the black-clad elder could not evade. The horse’s hoof crushed his skull.

The gruesome scene needs no further description.

Thus, a Dao Embryo cultivator met a sudden and violent end.