"Immortal Technique..."
"Escape... hurry escape..."
"Demon Beast... he’s also a demon... it’s Demon Technique! Demon Technique!"
After a momentary pause, everyone stopped advancing and scattered in retreat instead.
"Go capture those smaller ones," Zhang Feng instructed Qingshan, then ignored everyone else and focused on the Sect Leader, who was also fleeing.
’Escape escape escape...’
The Sect Leader currently had only this thought in his mind.
Because ’Inner Strength’ can protect the body and can also be projected outwards to some extent.
But with someone like Zhang Feng, who has reached ’legendary Magic’ levels.
There’s no need to fight anymore, and he doesn’t want to risk his life trying.
Furthermore, there’s a terrifying giant bear easily slaughtering his disciples.
At this moment, he slightly turned his head to look behind him, the giant bear was rampaging as if in an uninhabited realm, its massive paws sweeping, no opponent stood a chance, it was a complete massacre.
The Sect Leader felt heartache and anger, but he knew this was impossible to stop.
This one person and one bear, it was not a matter of whether he could stop them, but whether he could use his disciples to delay them and successfully escape.
But he hadn’t escaped more than a hundred meters.
Amid the screams and roars from behind.
A figure flashed in front of him.
Zhang Feng stood ten meters ahead of him, the sword tip already pointing at him.
At this moment, there was indeed a loyal elder who saw the Sect Leader being held up and immediately charged towards Zhang Feng.
When Zhang Feng saw him three meters away, he unleashed a Sword Qi and cut him in half.
Only the inertia of the forward rush was left, the severed corpse flew over to Zhang Feng’s feet.
After easily killing another person.
Zhang Feng glanced at Qingshan, and after ensuring his disciple was fine, he looked at the silent Sect Leader,
"Where are the Martial Arts of your sect?"
"You..." The Sect Leader wanted to say something.
Zhang Feng stepped forward a few meters, slashing with the sword, the Sect Leader’s arm was cut off.
"Ah..." He clutched his arm with one hand.
Zhang Feng held the sword blade horizontally in front of his throat, "Where’s the Martial Arts?"
The cries of slaughter had ceased, the training ground was littered with corpses.
Qingshan didn’t have the habit of eating humans, even with the craving for blood in his heart, he could still hold back.
Now, his gaze was directed upward.
Once again atop the mountain peak.
Zhang Feng looked at their sect’s small warehouse.
Inside were ink, paper, gold, silver, jewels, divine weapons, and every kind of treasure.
Zhang Feng completely ignored these strange items, only focusing on the dozens of Martial Arts manuals inside.
"They’re all here..."
The Sect Leader’s wound no longer bled, Spiritual Qi could stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury.
Zhang Feng ignored him and waved his hand, the manuals gathered together, standing about a person’s height.
He placed them into a large box.
Using Spiritual Qi to control the box.
While Zhang Feng held the Sect Leader, in the Sect Leader’s terrified gaze, he leapt down from the fifty-meter high mountain peak.
Feeling the fierce wind during the fall.
As he was about to land on the mountainside.
He used Spiritual Qi to cushion below, and Zhang Feng landed steadily on the corpse-filled training ground.
Zhang Feng placed the box on Qingshan’s back, then looked at the Sect Leader,
"Follow me to the imperial palace."
Since he was planning to go to the palace to find more manuals and study the structure of Spiritual Qi.
To better integrate, the Sect Leader was a great ’offering’ to bring along.
Otherwise, if he went alone or with the bear, he would have to rely on his own strength to enjoy resources.
Though this was possible, it was no different from banditry in the martial world. Content orıginally comes from 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝙣𝙚𝙩
He had no enmity with this court, no need for such actions.
As for how he had once been in a sect, was annihilated, why didn’t the court help this innocent civilian for revenge?
It was because the martial world and the court operated separately.
Now Zhang Feng wished to do just this, not only rebuilding the martial world with the court, but also ensuring that his own fate wouldn’t befall other innocents.
Having experienced it himself, naturally he intended to correct it.
Also considered as a side effect of studying Spiritual Qi.
The Sect Leader heard Zhang Feng was going to the imperial palace, and suddenly spoke in a righteous manner: "Zhang... Hero Zhang... with your ability, you are going to serve the court?"
"Nice provocation technique." Zhang Feng nodded, then suddenly drew his sword again, cutting off his other arm, "The Sect Leader makes a good point, with my skill, I should treat you as fish flesh.
This is the proper principle, also the spirit of a true hero."
"Ahh..." The Sect Leader, now armless, knelt on the ground, looking at his severed limbs, yearning to reattach them.
Zhang Feng saw his pitiful state but remained indifferent:
"Unfortunately, you and I have an old grudge.
If there was no grudge, my random killing of you would showcase the heroism you expected.
Then, you’d need someone like me as a ’court dog’ when you were the fish flesh.
Now, if you want to live, follow me without further words."
With that, Zhang Feng led Qingshan down the mountain.
The Sect Leader watched Zhang Feng’s departing figure, hesitated for a few moments, then decided that living mattered more than dying miserably, and after hesitatingly glancing at his severed limbs, he followed Zhang Feng outside the mountain.
The news of the Hengxun Sect’s annihilation spread across the region within a few days.
Those spreading the news included the disciples who escaped that day, occasional wandering martial artists, or villagers hunting in the mountains.
"Have you heard... it was an Immortal Master bringing a spiritual beast that wiped out the whole Hengxun Sect..."