Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 293 - 182 Annihilation_2

Chapter 293: 182 Annihilation_2

"To tell you the truth, the Limit-breaking Pill will not only greatly reduce your lifespan but will also prematurely draw upon your future, preventing you from breaking through to the Nine Ox Realm in this lifetime,"

Han Qunhui stared at the red mask, full of pride, and taunted with a snicker, "Don’t you act arrogantly, kid. Now, the aging rate of your body is several times that of ordinary people. You probably won’t live past fifty, doomed to be short-lived."

With resolute determination, the man in the red mask clenched his fist, "You don’t need to sow discord here. Before I took the Limit-breaking Pill, my lord had already told me everything. It was my own choice, and I willingly took the Limit-breaking Pill."

Having said that, he calmly took out a pair of White Bone gauntlets and put them on his hands, then fiercely charged at Han Qunhui, swinging his fists violently.

Clang clang clang~

White Bone Divine Fist was powerful and domineering, each punch pushing the iron fan aside, preventing it from swinging smoothly.

For a moment, Han Qunhui was thoroughly suppressed.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing and other masked individuals stepped back, clearing the space.

Since there existed a deep-seated hatred between the two, the others would not interfere casually, letting them resolve it by themselves.

"Limit-breaking Pill..."

Fang Zhixing’s mouth twitched, his face changed rapidly, then he turned around and walked away, looking down at the hall once more.

By then, the fight had ended, and the dust was gradually settling.

Xin Zhanhong, carrying the Horse-slaying Saber, had returned to his human form, right foot pressed against someone’s chest.

The person lying on the ground, whose limbs had been severed, was none other than the Sect Leader Yang Shixun.

At that moment, Yang Shixun had only his last breath remaining, with a face full of despair and unwillingness, blood continuously streaming from his mouth.

"Any last words?" Xin Zhanhong asked with a cold sneer.

Yang Shixun sneered miserably, spitefully said, "I, I want to curse your mother!"

Swish!

Xin Zhanhong swung the saber and decapitated Yang Shixun, holding his head in his hand.

Fang Zhixing quickly diverted his gaze, pretending to be engrossed in his work, swiftly moving around, hunting down members of the Flying Eagle Sect.

He searched through various rooms and soon found the office of Sect Leader Yang Shixun.

Shortly after, Xin Zhanhong came from the hall to the upper level, hearing the intense sounds of fighting.

He strode into the room of Vice Sect Leader Han Qunhui.

In the midst of fighting, Han Qunhui spotted Xin Zhanhong and the severed head in his hand.

"Sect Leader!"

Han Qunhui’s expression stiffened, his mind in turmoil, and he hesitated.

That moment of distraction was seized by the man in the red mask, and a White Bone fist pounded on his shoulder.

Bang!

Han Qunhui staggered, his enhanced defense preventing him from being seriously injured.

But the man in the red mask was ruthless, swinging his fists wildly, the fierce punches relentlessly connecting with flesh.

Clang!

The iron fan fell to the ground.

Han Qunhui leaned against the wall, snorted in agony, gave up resisting, and was mercilessly pummeled by the man in the red mask, left and right fists raining down non-stop.

In no time, the Vice Sect Leader of the Flying Eagle Sect was reduced to a mound of mush, his death utterly tragic.

Xin Zhanhong, unconcerned, called out, "Do another sweep of the castle, eradicate them root and branch, leave none."

"Yes!"

The men quickly scoured the place again and caught a few sect members hiding, promptly slaughtering them.

"That’s enough, let’s withdraw."

Xin Zhanhong, holding the bloody head, turned and left.

At that moment, one masked individual couldn’t resist asking, "Lord, there are many treasures within the Flying Eagle Sect, can we take some?"

Xin Zhanhong paused, then nodded, "Make it quick, I’ll give you the time it takes for one incense stick to burn."

The men hesitated no longer and swiftly split up, some stripping bodies, others treasure hunting.

Fang Zhixing naturally joined in.

The time of one incense stick quickly passed.

The men regrouped, each with his loot.

Xin Zhanhong, without further ado, walked away without turning back.

The men silently followed, soon leaving the castle.

Fang Zhixing looked back, a trace of regret flashing across his brow.

"Yang Shixun was a Nine Ox Realm master; he must have had cultivation techniques above the Five Beasts Realm,"

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

He had found Yang Shixun’s study, bedroom, and even the Book Collection Tower, carefully searched everywhere.

Unfortunately, he did not find what he most desired.

But he was not without gains.

Aside from some money, he also found the storeroom of the Flying Eagle Sect, which contained many precious forging materials, including the Flash Copper and Red Flame Crystal Stone he needed.

[1, Flash Copper 4.5 jin (completed)]

True to the saying "pluck the feathers as the goose passes," Fang Zhixing took as much as he could carry.

The group exited through the main door, turned a corner, and made their way to the cliff at the back mountain, descending it.

Soon, Fang Zhixing landed on the ground.

Xigou ran over and asked, "How did it go?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Fairly easy, aside from Sect Leader Yang Shixun, there was no one in the Flying Eagle Sect who could match me."

Hearing this, Xigou clicked his tongue twice, his feelings somewhat mixed, and he exclaimed, "You are quite a character now!"

Afterward, the group returned to the entrance of Iris Valley, retrieved their horses, and dispersed, each returning to his own home.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou did not linger, heading straight back to the county.

By the time they reached Yixiang House, it was late at night.

Fang Zhixing yawned and immediately went to sleep.

The next day, long after the sun had risen, Fang Zhixing awakened fully rested, got out of bed, and made a trip to Tianbao Street, purchasing Marrow Silver and Geng Gold.

[2, Marrow Silver 97.2 jin (completed)]

[3, Geng Gold 9 taels (completed)]