Chapter 1210: Killing Without Mercy

Chu Feng roared, his disheveled hair flying, his gaze like lightning. He charged forward, holding the Nine-Headed Bird, attacking his sworn brother with lethal intent and using the creature as a weapon.

"Cao De, how dare you act so violently? Put down the Nine-Headed Bird!" roared the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon.

The White Raven was even more enraged. Having just been punched and ambushed, he coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his heavily wounded true form manifesting as his blood-stained white feathers fell.

"Kill him. There's nothing more to say; he brought this upon himself!" the White Raven secretly transmitted.

With a boom, he spread his wings and soared into the air. His snow-white feathers seemed to burn, unleashing towering flames, resembling a great sun traversing the sky.

At the same time, astonishing energy surged forth, shaking the entire area.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled. He had already initiated his charge, blazing like a scorching sun in the sky. Like a comet striking the earth, he lunged towards Chu Feng.

"Kill!"

The Black Tortoise also roared. He, too, could fly, being a mutated Black Tortoise with a pair of black wings, resembling a fallen angel.

Instantly, dark light surged as he dived down, manifesting part of his true form. His tortoise shell was eerily black, and he launched a brutal charge directly at Chu Feng.

The crimson divine vine rooted itself in the ground, instantly fracturing the earth. Like a terrifying crimson lightning bolt, it struck towards Chu Feng; it was the woman transformed from the Heavenly Blood Vine making her move.

The battle erupted!

Not far away, the old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan did not intervene, as he would not interfere in a decisive battle between those of the same level.

He was currently gasping in astonishment. Coming to Kunlong's side, he saw blood everywhere on the ground. Could he still be alive?

"That little bastard was too ruthless," he muttered, "cutting the person in half like that, intestines are all over the place."

The old servant was a bit flustered. If the First Saint died here, he would have to take responsibility, as he was the one who had immobilized him here in the first place.

Kunlong was truly pathetic now, having been cut open at the waist with a single saber strike. His internal organs had spilled out. The cross-section of his spine was very smooth, mainly because the saber was exceptionally sharp.

In addition, his head had also been split open. Although it hadn't completely split into two halves, the wound was terrifying enough; the crack was so large that two fingers could easily fit inside.

"Bear with it," the old servant whispered, helping him treat his wounds, "I'll bandage you up and stuff all your intestines back in!"

Kunlong wasn't dead yet, but he was nearly dead from anger. His eyes were red as he stared at the old servant. If the old God-King of the Six-Eared Macaque clan hadn't immobilized him, how could his long saber have slipped from his hand, allowing him to be counter-attacked?

Then, he let out a muffled groan. This old servant was truly careless, stuffing all his intestines back in without straightening them out. Kunlong's pale face immediately turned green.

With his body patched up like this, he would still need further treatment later, and would certainly suffer secondary damage.

Finally, the old servant found a rope and wrapped it around Kunlong's head several times, forcibly tightening and closing the wound.

"It's fine now, he shouldn't die," the old servant said, letting out a long breath.

Then he waved, summoning other Saints to quickly carry Kunlong away to recover, warning that otherwise, he might miss the Path-Merging Grass gathering two days later.

A group of Saints who had followed Kunlong felt stifled, or rather, they felt stifled *for* Kunlong. They had mobilized a large force, set up a killing trap, and prepared to trick Cao De out of the encampment before making a fatal move. But who could have anticipated that Kunlong, who never let his saber leave his hand, would accidentally lose it, be counter-attacked, hacked wildly, and have his internal organs spill all over the ground? It was a truly terrible sight.

They sighed, noting that this battle had truly diminished the prestige of the First Saint. They estimated that once Kunlong could move again, he would surely be trembling with rage!

"The foremost swordsman among Saints, how could this happen..." someone whispered, clenching their fists as they lifted Kunlong and walked towards the outside of the Golden Body encampment.

Upon hearing this, Kunlong spat out a mouthful of blood. He was truly furious; he had just drawn his saber only to be immobilized, his Heavenly Saber falling to the ground, leading to his pathetic state.

He looked at Chu Feng, who was engaged in battle, his gaze cold and sinister, truly wishing he could go back and kill him.

Kunlong departed, causing an uproar. Everyone was speechless. This result was far beyond anyone's expectations; Kunlong, known as the First Saint, had actually met such a tragic end.

"Oh dear, these two are a bit troublesome!" the old servant exclaimed as he approached the Nine-Headed Bird's Sixth Uncle and Uncle Lan, his brows deeply furrowed. Both had been decapitated, and their bodies were stiff.

"No, you two don't pretend to be dead," he admonished. "It's said that Nine-Headed Birds have nine lives. You at least have eight more heads. Quickly grow new heads!"

The old servant threatened that if they didn't get up, he would simply crush them to death.

At this point, he had already released the immobilization spell on them.

The faces of their severed heads on the ground looked awful. Meanwhile, their necks glowed, and a bloody mist diffused, quickly reattaching their heads.

Although Nine-Headed Birds are said to have nine lives, they couldn't waste them like this. They didn't want to needlessly abandon their current heads.

"Truly tenacious vitality!" the old servant sighed.

Both men's eyes revealed fierce glints as they stared at the battlefield, their nephew suffering greatly, being used as a weapon. They wished they could intervene immediately.

On the battlefield, Chu Feng clearly heard the old servant's words. His heart stirred, and he stared at the Nine-Headed Bird in his hand.

In his original imagination, the creature was already meat on a chopping block, something he could kill at any time. But he hadn't expected to hear that it actually had nine lives.

He showed no mercy, using his golden fist to punch the Nine-Headed Bird's head, directly blasting it apart!

The Nine-Headed Bird screamed, instantly losing one life.

From its neck, bloody light surged, and a second head rapidly formed. Otherwise, if it missed the timing, it would truly die.

Chu Feng said nothing, punching it again, blasting it apart once more, blood splattering.

The Nine-Headed Bird's Sixth Uncle and Uncle Lan were both shocked and enraged, crying out. They were about to charge over, unable to tolerate their clan's genius losing two lives consecutively—it was too regrettable.

"Don't move!"

The old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan let out a soft cry, using an immobilization spell that froze them in place once again, unable to move.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Chu Feng blasted apart the Nine-Headed Bird's head for the third, fourth...and then six times in one go.

In the process, the Nine-Headed Bird's sworn brothers went wild, trying their utmost to rescue it and fighting desperately, but none of them managed to stop him in time.

At the critical moment, the Nine-Headed Bird saved itself. Three heads directly burst forth from its neck in one go, glowing with crimson light and forming a protective barrier that blocked Chu Feng's fists, temporarily preserving its last three heads.

"Kill him! Once I'm free, I'll hack him into pieces!" roared the Nine-Headed Bird angrily.

He was extremely frustrated. This time, the setup had been smooth; they had created a trap with multiple layers, intending to ensnare Cao De to his death. How could he have known that this "Straightforward Brother" would discover it?

He wanted to curse. That damned Cao Blackhand, where was he straightforward? He was far too insidious.

He had no chance to display his strength. He unexpectedly fell victim to Chu Feng's external move; yin-attribute energy had permeated his entire body, causing the Nine-Headed Bird to become numb and be captured alive.

He was very arrogant, feeling that if it were a truly fair fight, he would have nothing to fear from Cao De!

Therefore, his heart was bleeding now. This was both too shameful and too frustrating; he hadn't even had a real bloody battle before falling into someone else's hands.

"Cao De, how did you figure out something was wrong?!" he asked, gritting his teeth.

First, he genuinely wanted to know, and second, he aimed to distract Chu Feng, creating an opportunity for his sworn brothers.

Additionally, he himself was doing his utmost to dispel the yin-attribute energy immobilization technique within his body; he wanted to break free and fight Cao De!

Chu Feng didn't care at all. He had the confidence and strength to deal with several opponents. He spoke carelessly, saying, "Given your clan's reputation, how could I trust you?"

This was the simplest reason: everyone said that the Nine-Headed Bird clan was sinister and vicious, always exploiting others to the bone, wanting to squeeze out every last drop of blood from their collaborators.

However, today, the Nine-Headed Bird was too straightforward and righteous. It actually risked danger to inform him and try to save him.

Chu Feng immediately grew suspicious. However, he didn't interpret it with the greatest malice, wondering what if he wrongly accused the other party, so he merely watched coldly.

In the end, when the time came, the truth naturally came to light.

Mainly, he had confidence and didn't need to flee in a hurry.

Otherwise, this time, the Nine-Headed Bird's scheme was indeed quite sinister. The acting was good enough; they had even invited Kunlong and Jin Lie to jointly deceive Chu Feng, and it was truly convincing.

Unfortunately, in the end, the Nine-Headed Bird could be said to have tried to gain something but lost more, even getting itself involved.

"Roar!"

A roaring sound came from afar. A large tent was shaking, and golden light surged; it was the sound of the Monkey and his companions.

"Not good!"

The old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan was startled. He flashed and instantly disappeared.

When he first arrived, Chu Feng had already warned him that the Monkey and others might be trapped inside the tent's cave dwelling; otherwise, given their personalities, they would have come out by now.

As a result, seeing Chu Feng's ruthless methods, the old servant didn't dare to leave for the main tent. With a slight delay, the situation inside became incredibly intense.

He quickly rushed over and disappeared from the spot.

Chu Feng's expression changed. With a boom, he unleashed his full power, swinging the Nine-Headed Bird, smashing it towards his sworn brothers, ready for a fight to the death.

Those few people wanted to vomit blood because fighting like this truly prevented them from letting loose, effectively holding back for fear of damaging something valuable.

Chu Feng turned into a streak of light, moving too fast. Abandoning them, he carried the Nine-Headed Bird and lunged towards a specific spot. His targets were the Nine-Headed Bird's Sixth Uncle and Uncle Lan.

After charging over, he naturally went straight for the kill. An energy greatsword appeared in his right hand, and he immediately attacked. In that instant, both men's heads were sliced off.

Not only that, Chu Feng also cut them in half at the waist and sliced them diagonally from the shoulder. Since they were immobilized anyway, he would first dismantle their bodies.

Crimson light flashed, and both men's heads rapidly reformed. But Chu Feng stood firmly rooted, continuously hacking and slashing!

"Ah, help them!"

The Nine-Headed Bird cried out loudly, its eyes about to split open, as its two uncles suffered a great calamity.

However, neither the White Raven, nor the Black Tortoise, nor the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon could attack past him. Chu Feng went mad, swinging the Nine-Headed Bird with one hand and continuously striking with his sword in the other.

In the end, he chopped off the heads of those two on the ground eight times consecutively, causing them to lose eight lives, with only one remaining.

Chu Feng hesitated for a moment. Although he truly wanted to kill them completely, he ultimately didn't make a fatal move, fearing to cause trouble for the old servant of the Six-Eared Macaque clan, as he was the one who had immobilized them.

Finally, he severed the bodies of the two on the ground but did not completely kill them.

The two on the ground were incredibly aggrieved. Unable to move at all, they could only stare as Chu Feng killed them eight times consecutively, destroying their immortal bodies!

From a distance, cold sweat broke out on Jin Lie's forehead. He was truly afraid that Cao De would also rush over and hack him.

After all, he was also under an immobilization spell and couldn't move.

In this encampment, if lower-level evolutionaries could kill higher-level cultivators, they didn't really need to worry about being punished.

Conversely, if high-level evolutionaries attacked lower-level cultivators, that would be breaking the rules, and they themselves might be killed.

A god-level figure appeared at the right time, taking Jin Lie away from the battlefield, not wanting him to get caught in the whirlpool again.

Chu Feng was quite regretful. He had actually wanted to go over and give Jin Lin's brother a saber strike, truly prepared to take down everyone.

He had first dealt a fatal blow to the Nine-Headed clan just now, mainly because he hated this clan too much for setting up such a trap to harm him. He wished he could hack them all into a thousand pieces.

The Nine-Headed Bird's eyes were red. Today, he had suffered a colossal loss, a double defeat. He had never been so miserable since he came into existence.

"What are you wailing about? It's your turn!"

Chu Feng roared, suddenly exerting force. He instantly split the Nine-Headed Bird vertically, and with a *thud*, blood splattered. One of the Nine-Headed Bird's thighs and half of its body flew off, making the scene utterly gruesome.

"Ah!" the Nine-Headed Bird shrieked.

At this moment, he had three heads, all glowing, protecting his upper body. But they couldn't protect his lower body, which suffered this calamity.

"Cao De, you truly deserve to die!" the woman transformed from the Heavenly Blood Vine exclaimed in shock and anger, extremely anxious. She had feelings for the Nine-Headed Bird that surpassed mere friendship.

"You are the ones who deserve to die!"

Chu Feng used the Seven Treasures Mystical Art. At the same time, he activated divine powers of yin and earth attributes. The power of both was terrifying; one originated from the underworld, and the other from the Reincarnation Earth.

At this moment, the woman transformed from the Heavenly Blood Vine was struck by two fused beams of light. She directly exploded, her form and spirit utterly destroyed.

At this moment, not to mention others, even Chu Feng himself was stunned. The power of the mystical art was actually so immense?

He finally realized that from ancient times until now, the Seven Treasures Mystical Art, ranked eleventh in the Yang Realm, was incredibly heaven-defying and beyond imagination!

In particular, the materials he used when practicing this mystical art were extraordinary, unique, and unparalleled, thus empowering the mystical art with even greater might.

Of course, Chu Feng also felt his energy surge. This strike was terrifying, but the consumption was also astonishing, causing him to stagger.

"Again!"

Chu Feng roared. The Seven Treasures Mystical Art was unleashed again, and with a *swoosh*, light burst forth and swept out. With a *thud*, it struck the Black Tortoise clan expert, known for his defense.

At this moment, the Black Tortoise with wings on its ribs screamed tragically. Its tortoise shell was actually blasted open, and its body was torn into pieces, penetrated, and it died a violent death.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Chu Feng roared. Although his body was swaying, he completely threw caution to the wind and attacked another person. With a *hiss*, a beam of light shot into the sky, crippling the White Raven in mid-air. Half of its body exploded, and the other half fell to the ground, howling and writhing.

Mainly, this strike went astray; otherwise, it definitely could have killed the White Raven.

Boom!

Just then, from a large tent not far away, the Monkey, Mi Qing, Xiao Yao, and Peng Wanli rushed out together, all shouting loudly.

"Who dares to bully our brother? No mercy!"

"Nine-Headed Bird, Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon, are you tired of living? You're looking for death!"

"Annihilate them all!"

Those few people roared, rushing over at extreme speed. Some carried dark-gold great staffs, others waved golden wings, all striking with lethal intent, attacking the Nine-Headed Bird and the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon.

The spectators were all petrified.

The Nine-Headed Bird and the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon were both shocked and enraged. They really wanted to curse loudly, "What kind of vision do you have? Who's killing whom here?"

However, at this moment, the Monkey, Peng Wanli, Mi Qing, and Xiao Yao absolutely would not reason with them. Having just been trapped in the tent, they had already accumulated a surge of anger. Now learning that Cao De had been set up and hunted, they were naturally even more enraged, all launching attacks with lethal intent.

This is the only chapter for tonight.