Without so much as a glance, he turned around and left, continuing on his way forward.
After half an hour.
The black sedan chair slowly stopped in a mountain col.
Duan Zhongmou shot an arrow into the sky, but despite waiting for a long ti, there was no response.
"Strange, Commander Lian should have left the city before us, why hasn’t he arrived at the agreed location yet?"
"And there’s no movent from the Demon Suppression Departnt either."
Duan Zhongmou furrowed his brows, a vague feeling of unease creeping over him.
From inside the sedan ca the voice of Chu Heng: "Could sothing have gone wrong?"
Duan Zhongmou shook his head, "It shouldn’t be. Commander Lian, after all, is a Third Grade Martial Arts Master. Dealing with a few ordinary people should be more than manageable... Perhaps the city was too chaotic, making it hard for him to get away for a mont. Let’s wait here for a while."
Lian Jianfeng was originally the Royal Mansion Guard Commander, and after the last incident, he went into hiding, working secretly for the Young Master.
He was also involved in placing Intense Burning Powder beneath the ancestral temple and the Capital City, and if he were exposed, death was inevitable, so we needn’t worry about him turning on us midway.
Crack—
At this mont, the sound of a breaking branch ca from the forest.
"Who’s there?!"
Duan Zhongmou abruptly turned around, only to see a woman leisurely walking out from the dense forest.
She wore a robe of black gauze and red silk, with a Dark Gold Scale Waist around her midsection, her curves prominent and alluring like a ripe peach.
A half-gold mask covered her face, with a defined jawline, crimson lips, and a pair of purple-black eyes like ghostly fires, looking at him with great interest.
Duan Zhongmou’s expression turned grave.
They were rely a few ters apart, and yet he had not detected her presence at all, a testant to her extraordinary prowess!
Duan Zhongmou positioned himself in front of the black sedan and spoke, "We are rely passing through this place. If we disturbed you, I kindly ask for your forgiveness."
"You sent people to kill , and yet you don’t even know who I am?" Ji Lianxing raised her hand and threw sothing over, which rolled to his feet, "How about sending soone competent over? This guy was hardly a challenge."
Duan Zhongmou glanced down, his pupils slightly contracting as he recognized Lian Jianfeng’s head!
No wonder he hadn’t shown up, he was dead!
To have slain a Third Grade Grandmaster, it indicated that this woman’s Realm was at least above Second Grade. When had such a formidable person appeared in the Capital City?!
Moreover, she seed to have deep ties with the Xu Family!
"Young Master, you go first, this old servant will cover you!" Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Duan Zhongmou shouted.
With a wave of his hand, he pushed away the black sedan, and simultaneously, a giant handprint manifested in the void, slamming toward Ji Lianxing!
"I’ve been holding back for days, my bones are about to rust, finally there’s a chance for so action."
"Don’t let down!"
Excitent flashed across Ji Lianxing’s eyes.
A jade-green light shot out from her forehead, freezing the giant hand in mid-air, which then crumbled like sand within a breath.
As a bronze scroll unfolded, several chains erged in the void, binding Duan Zhongmou tightly. The pages turned, releasing countless symbols that transford into an overwhelming barrage of blades!
At the last mont, black runes erged on Duan Zhongmou’s neck, slithering like living tattoos as they ascended, forcibly breaking the restraints, and his figure vanished.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—
The ground shook, and dust filled the air.
Under the assault of the runic blades, the grass, trees, and stones crumbled into ash, leaving a massive crater spanning dozens of miles!
Whoosh—
A spectral light flashed, and Duan Zhongmou suddenly appeared behind her.
Taking a deep breath, his chest swelled, an invisible airflow reversing, montarily vacuuming the Primordial Qi in the air.
"Die!"
The next mont, he exhaled forcefully.
A torrent of dark flas surged from his mouth, engulfing her graceful figure completely!
He was a Second Grade Magic Cultivator, and having received the miraculous item "Undying Shedding" gifted by Prince Yu, his power was almost at First Grade. Yet, even so, facing this mysterious woman, he felt an intense unease.
"From this Divine Skill, it seems like the thods of the Moon Brilliance Sect?"
"But wasn’t this Qing Province Sect destroyed long ago? How could it be connected to the Xu Family?"
Tap, tap, tap—
Amidst the blazing flas, light footsteps erged.
Ji Lianxing stepped out from the black fire, surrounded by an azure glow, without a single damage on her clothing.
"You’ve got so skill, but no guts."
"If that’s all you’ve got, you can rest in peace."
Ji Lianxing’s expression grew slightly bored, as a page fell from the bronze scroll, expanding into a massive black cloud that hung overhead.
Duan Zhongmou stood frozen, feeling the Primordial Qi within him rapidly draining away.
Chrrr—
The page ignited, the inscriptions lighting up one by one.
With each illuminated symbol, Duan Zhongmou’s figure hunched further.
Accompanied by the lant of joints, his spine snapped like brittle branches, the jagged bones tearing his flesh, twisting his body into an unnatural angle!
"First Grade..."
"You’re Ji Lianxing..."
Duan Zhongmou, his eyes bloodshot, gazed at her in disbelief.
Throughout Jiu Zhou, there were less than a handful of Magic Cultivators who reached such a Realm, and there was only one woman among them, the Moon Brilliance Sect Leader known as "Green Fiend," Ji Lianxing!
Ji Lianxing said nothing, walking closer with her hands behind her back.
"If I rember correctly, you have a grudge against Chen Mo, don’t you?"
"This ti, he owes a favor. If I kill you, it could at least cover thirty thousand taels."
Listening to her soliloquy, Duan Zhongmou swallowed hard and quickly said, "You want money, right? I can give it to you, I’ll give you one hundred thousand taels! As long as you let us leave!"
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