C109 Killing Was Not a Sin!(2)

However, as he tried to step back, he found himself unable to move any further. Woo Zhengyang deflected his long knife with one hand and struck his chest with the other. The full force of the Profound Heavy Power was unleashed, and the man felt a pull from Woo Zhengyang's palm. His inner energy surged violently toward his chest, and he involuntarily puffed it out to meet Woo Zhengyang's hand.

Though he struck a defiant pose, his face betrayed no excitement—only endless fear and a tragic sense of impending doom. A searing heat emanated from Woo Zhengyang's palm, and he watched as his clothes turned to ash in an instant. The smell of his own burning flesh followed...

The power of the Profound Heaven Fire was not something an ordinary martial disciple could withstand. With a single strike, the true energy gathered in the man's chest was completely consumed, and without any resistance, his heart was shattered by Woo Zhengyang's blow. He fell to the ground, unwilling to accept his fate...

Just as Woo Zhengyang had blocked the first man's long knife, his hand transformed into a fist and struck the second person. This man saw his own long sword, and Woo Zhengyang seemed to ignore it, neither dodging nor avoiding it, which filled him with a brief moment of joy.

But in the next instant, he suddenly felt a pull from his waist, and his entire inner energy surged and gathered there. Even the energy within his long sword showed signs of reversing through his meridians.

Woo Zhengyang staggered, causing his long sword to veer off course. Without the support of genuine qi, wielding his sword and executing martial techniques became exceptionally challenging. Suddenly, a searing heat struck his waist, and the perfected Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist sent him flying. Before he even hit the ground, he followed in the footsteps of those before him.

Fourteen people surrounded Woo Zhengyang. He maneuvered with sword-shaped genuine qi, using the Floating Light Step to weave through the crowd like threading a needle. The Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm flowed seamlessly from his hands, filling the space with his palm shadows. When faced with particularly strong opponents, Woo Zhengyang would seize the moment to unleash a perfected Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist. The impact of his fists and palms signaled that someone was about to fall.

The participants from the Heavenly Martial Academy and Profound Heaven Sect were confident in their martial skills when they joined this trial. Yet, when confronting Woo Zhengyang, they found their confidence shattered. At such close range, they felt they were about to strike him, only to realize in the next moment that they were the ones facing defeat.

In just a few breaths, only seven of the fourteen remained standing. The others lay on the ground, emitting a burnt smell, their bodies unmarked except for the imprints of Woo Zhengyang's fists or palms.

Of course, Woo Zhengyang wasn't unscathed. With so many people attacking him, he couldn't fend off every blow. However, with his Ice Crystal Fire Body and the combined forces of Profound Heaven Fire Power and Nine Nether Ice Power, the Flesh Condensing Technique was on a whole new level. Even after taking hits from several weapons, he only suffered minor injuries.

What drove him even more was the lingering frustration and regret from Nalan Yan'er. This fueled his desire for an all-out fight, making him almost oblivious to the pain from his wounds.

The death of half their group left the survivors in shock. They had assumed their numbers would give them an edge against Woo Zhengyang, but in just a few moments, they had lost more than half their men. If fourteen couldn't handle him, what hope did seven have?

The remaining seven weren't foolish; they began to retreat almost simultaneously. In this battle, Woo Zhengyang had unleashed his full potential, and he wasn't done yet. Though not a bloodthirsty person, he wouldn't show mercy to those who wished him harm. He wouldn't let them escape and pose a future threat.

Activating the Floating Light Step, Woo Zhengyang swiftly closed the distance.

As the group initially attacked together, Woo Zhengyang had to be cautious. But now, with everyone scattered like birds fleeing a storm, their fear left them unable to fight effectively. This made it all too easy for Zhengyang to take them down. In no time, three more fell to his fists and kicks.

Of the remaining four, three were from the Heavenly Martial Academy, and one was from the Profound Heaven Sect. They split into two groups and fled in different directions. Zhengyang hadn't decided whom to pursue when a scream pierced the air.

This was the Mystic Trace Realm, a trial ground. The seemingly peaceful plains hid immense dangers. Only the paths paved with stone leading to secret areas were safe. That's why, after breaking through the inner realm, people didn't dare to linger.

The scream came from the lone disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect. In his panic, he strayed from the safety of the stone path. A snake-like demonic beast, camouflaged with the landscape, sprang up and bit his throat.

The disciple struggled, but with his throat clamped by the beast, he couldn't make a sound. In his final moments, he turned back with a look of unwillingness before collapsing lifelessly.

To everyone's horror, the small beast devoured his body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even after consuming the entire person, the creature remained as small as before.