C186 Beyond Limits!(1)

Quan Feichen unleashed a powerful strike, pushing beyond his limits. Unfortunately, he barely leaped before collapsing back to the ground. Woo Zhengyang now held the No Life Sword, along with the arm that once wielded it. As Quan Feichen jumped, Woo Zhengyang made his first true move. A flash of the blade, and an icy chill pierced through, leaving Quan Feichen numb, only hearing the snap of his arm breaking. The severed limb remained cold, but he was beyond caring. With the sword lost, the overwhelming essence of death loomed.

On the brink of being consumed by this force, Quan Feichen trembled, "How... how is this possible? Aren't you just a Martial Disciple? And that icy aura..."

"My training is unique, and my body is of the Ice Crystal Fire type," Woo Zhengyang replied.

"I see... I have no regrets..." Quan Feichen murmured, his eyes losing their light. Despite being in the mid-stage of the Reality Condensing Stage, stronger than most Martial Disciples, he couldn't withstand the profound essence of death.

Woo Zhengyang closed his eyes, recalling that decisive strike. The power of the Nine Nether Ice infused his energy, making his aura almost tangible. The resulting sword energy was sharper than that of a typical Reality Condensing Stage warrior, giving Woo Zhengyang a clearer understanding of his true combat strength.

Quan Feichen's body was about to dissolve into the ground as Woo Zhengyang walked over and picked up his Hidden Heaven Bag. In the first massacre, tens of thousands of cultivators died. Even if only one in a hundred had a Hidden Heaven Bag, it would still be a considerable fortune. Unfortunately, in such chaos, who had the time to search? Most of the Hidden Heaven Bags were wasted, merging into the earth with the bodies.

After a half-hour break, a portal opened where Woo Zhengyang stood. The second massacre in No Life City had yet to begin, and the bodies and even the bloodstains from the first had vanished without a trace. Walking through the city, the eerie silence made Woo Zhengyang reflect once more. The deaths of over ten thousand cultivators left not a single mark. In today's world, even a war between two countries rarely results in such massive casualties.

When Woo Zhengyang arrived at No Life Square, three men and a woman were already waiting. Among them, none were of Martial Disciple rank, which, though expected, still left Woo Zhengyang a bit unsettled.

"Aren't you at the Martial Disciple level?" a voice asked incredulously, causing Woo Zhengyang to pause. He hadn't noticed before, but among the three men and one woman was a familiar face—an inner disciple from the Heavenly Martial Academy. This was the same person who once called Loong Zhiwu "Sister" and later was scared off by a few words from her in the medicine garden.

This guy is using a No Life Gun!

"What? Old Sun, do you know him?" asked the man with the knife.

The one referred to as Old Sun, a student from the Heavenly Martial Academy, shared everything he knew. Woo Zhengyang was also nominally a student of the academy, and since Old Sun was an inner disciple, the crowd no longer doubted him. They all looked at Woo Zhengyang with complex expressions.

The fact that Woo Zhengyang could defeat a martial master and make it here left everyone astounded. However, they weren't thrilled with this outcome. No matter how strong Woo Zhengyang was, he was still just a martial disciple in their eyes.

They assumed Woo Zhengyang must have faced a martial master with weak skills and a powerless No Life Sword, giving him the opportunity to win. Without a doubt, the key to Woo Zhengyang's victory was the powerful No Life Sword in his hand. Without it, he couldn't have possibly defeated a martial master.

Imagine if Woo Zhengyang and his opponent had the same weapon. Would Woo Zhengyang still have won? If that martial master wielded Woo Zhengyang's No Life Sword, their combat power would surely have increased.

Just like the four of them, who defeated their opponents with ordinary No Life weapons, their strength naturally improved by merging with powerful No Life weapons. Even the weakest martial master becomes formidable with a strong No Life Sword.

Woo Zhengyang had only managed to merge with an ordinary No Life Sword, offering barely any noticeable improvement. His teammates were far from impressed.

"I know him! Just before my opponent died, he mentioned that the leader of their five-person team was a swordsman. He admired this guy immensely, convinced he could defeat a Martial Disciple and make it out alive. Turns out he was right," said the only woman in the group.

The woman was petite but wielded a No Life Hammer. It was unclear whether this was a deliberate choice or not.

Hearing her words, Woo Zhengyang couldn't help but picture the reckless image of the Hammer Man. He hadn't expected such confidence from him.

"So what if he got out by luck? He's still holding us back..." grumbled the feminine man with a bow, clearly displeased.

"You might not believe it, but my opponent's last words were to advise us to follow the swordsman's lead!" the woman with the hammer continued.

"Follow his lead? That's a death wish... He's just a minor disciple from the outer academy, not even ranked in the top few hundred..." chimed in the Heavenly Martial Academy student with a spear, equally dissatisfied.