"Little Sky, this person is very strong. He is currently no match for any of us.
If he had another clone, coupled with his main body, I fear none of us here could face him alone!"
As Zheng Enlai let out a hearty laugh, Wei Du narrowed his eyes and spoke to Chu Tian.
"Mm!" Chu Tian nodded.
Seeing that Chu Tian had no further reaction after his statement, Wei Du mistook it for a lack of understanding.
Just as he was about to speak.
*Hum...*
Suddenly, Chu Tian's figure floated above Xiao Hei's head.
*Swish...*
He shot out.
"You guys hold him off, preferably crush him! I'm going to save someone."
The situation unfolded with extreme suddenness.
By the time Chu Tian's telepathic message was sent, he had already arrived before Zheng Enlai.
Wei Du and the others only then reacted.
Upon seeing Chu Tian's figure, Zheng Enlai's lips curved into a cruel smile.
He raised his rapier, imbued with infinite power.
He lunged towards Chu Tian.
Instantly, Chu Tian felt an overwhelming pressure surging from all directions.
This sword strike from Zheng Enlai actually carried a locking effect.
Although he hadn't used any offensive spells with this strike, it was even more formidable than his previous techniques like "Yaoguang Kaiyang."
It carried the aura of a decisive, lethal blow.
Chu Tian's heart leaped in alarm. He felt that no matter how he dodged.
He would inevitably collide head-on with the tip of the rapier.
"Stay put... take this big slap..."
This time, Chu Tian's eyes darted around.
From a considerable distance, he raised his hand.
"You're delusional... Today I will skin you and pull out your tendons..."
Zheng Enlai's rapier, which had been lunging towards Chu Tian.
Suddenly halted.
He recalled the sensation from when Chu Tian had slapped him earlier.
In his entire life, this was the first time he had been so humiliated.
The initially fatal thrust was abruptly withdrawn.
His left hand transformed into a claw, and he swept towards Chu Tian.
"Idiot!"
The pressure on Chu Tian's body suddenly lessened.
The sensation of being locked vanished.
He forcefully flapped the wings on his back forward.
His entire body stopped in mid-air.
Then he plummeted rapidly downwards.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the jungle below.
"Huh?" Seeing this, Zheng Enlai paused for a moment.
Then he turned and glanced in the direction of the distant structures.
"How dare you trick me..." he roared, preparing to pursue downwards.
"Where do you think you're going? Coiling Dragon emerging from the sea... I'll blow your ass up!"
A deep, thunderous voice.
Came from behind him.
Zheng Enlai's expression changed.
What the hell? This move again.
At this moment, he felt an icy chill from his rear.
He turned to look.
He was so startled his backside tightened.
Chu Tian's previous move, "Coiling Dragon emerging from the sea."
Had carried no aura.
But as he looked now.
A silver dragon spear, spinning like a drill.
Terrifyingly, this spear carried a locking effect.
Its target was precisely his rear.
He immediately cursed inwardly.
What kind of people are these?
Killing should be straightforward.
Fighting is fighting.
Why are the attack points so vicious and insidious?
If it were the young man who had just attacked, Zheng Enlai felt he could still dodge it.
But that drunk middle-aged man.
It was clear his cultivation, combined with his current dual-soul state, was comparable to Zheng Enlai's.
He dared not be careless. Although he himself, a prodigious talent, had killed many.
But these people before him, their strength and their very essence were peculiar.
As if they did not integrate into this world's celestial principles.
Or as if they transcended this world.
He cast a deep glance in the direction Chu Tian had disappeared.
Gritting his teeth, he turned to engage Old Yang.
"Heh heh, witness my 'Severed Offspring Strike'..."
Just as he held his rapier, preparing to parry Old Yang's strike.
The surrounding heaven and earth erupted with elemental wind.
An old man, holding a wine bottle.
His flight through the air was wobbly and unsteady, let out a lewd laugh.
With a wave of his hand, a wind element, thin as cicada wings, a crescent slash, shot towards him.
This crescent slash, upon its initial appearance, was over two zhang wide.
But as it flew towards him, it grew smaller and smaller.
Finally shrinking to the size of a palm.
This was the condensation and compression of wind element.
However, this palm-sized crescent blade. Its aim.
Was precisely his central vital point.
"You are shameless..." Seeing this, Zheng Enlai's eyes turned red.
These two drunks were too disgusting.
One wanted to blow his chrysanthemum, the other wanted to sever his lineage.
It wasn't just him; even Wei Du beside him had his facial muscles twitching.
...
Chu Tian evaded Zheng Enlai's interception.
Cutting through the ground, he directly entered behind him.
Arriving at the cluster of buildings, he stopped.
From afar it looked magnificent, up close it was even more grand and imposing.
The architectural style had a Ming Dynasty feel.
Yet it also possessed the ethereal quality of immortal mountains and pavilions.
It seemed to inspire ordinary people to worship from the depths of their hearts.
"You are the first to dare to cause trouble on my Deng Xian Island!"
A faint voice emanated from the magnificent pavilions and halls before Chu Tian.
Hearing this voice, Chu Tian was startled.
The voice was too familiar.
If not Zheng Enlai, who else could it be?
At this moment, a blast of air erupted around Chu Tian.
Amidst the swirling dust and flying sand, Chu Tian held the Moon God's Wrath downwards.
The sharp spearhead sank an inch into the ground, and he slowly walked forward, killing intent permeating his body, like a grim reaper descending upon the mortal realm.
"Hand over Zhang Chengcheng, or face death!"
The moment this voice appeared, Chu Tian's divine sense also located the other party.
The person was seated high up in this tower.
Before him was a desk, adorned with a luxurious tea set.
He held a teacup in his hand, taking a delicate sip.
None of this was the reason for Chu Tian's fury.
It was because he saw that Zheng Enlai's other hand.
Was gripping someone's neck.
This person was none other than Zhang Chengcheng.
"Originally, I raised this woman to seize her innate Dao body.
Now that the innate Dao body is gone...
I've changed my mind. I plan to kill her and peel her skin off piece by piece."
Zheng Enlai spoke to Chu Tian across the distance, his face contorted with ferocity.
"I advise you not to do anything foolish."
Chu Tian swung the Moon God's Wrath in his hand, flapped his wings, and ascended.
He rose directly to the same level as Zheng Enlai's location.
His eyes blazed with icy killing intent. He had a premonition, knowing what Zheng Enlai intended to do.
*Slap...*
Zheng Enlai suddenly waved his hand, and the hand that had been gripping Zhang Chengcheng's neck suddenly loosened.
The moment she went limp, a resounding slap landed on her face.
"You..." Chu Tian's mind was greatly shaken.
His eyes turned bloodshot, and his mind roared. He lost all reason.
His gaze fixed on Zhang Chengcheng, who rolled several meters on the ground.
Her face instantly swelled as if inflated.
*Tear...*
Chu Tian's body surged forward, preparing to ascend the high platform and charge towards Zhang Chengcheng.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind shot forth.
*Bang...*
Chu Tian's body vibrated violently.