Backfire

The sudden change caught the exhausted pursuers completely off guard.

They had been barely holding on, desperately chasing a target they clearly couldn’t catch.

None of them knew what kind of punishment awaited if the mission failed.

No one expected Chen Feng to suddenly turn around and fight back.

In an instant, several of the front runners collided head-on with Chen Feng’s Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms.

Caught off guard, they only managed to use basic moves to defend themselves.

The result? All of them were blasted backward by a single palm strike.

Blood spatters trailed through the air.

Wei Xu hadn’t anticipated such a turn of events.

He never imagined Chen Feng would be so bold as to turn and counterattack.

“Everyone, attack together! Take him down!” Wei Xu shouted.

Only then did he realize—beside him, there were just nine men left.

Originally, there had been a hundred men, but as their energy and blood drained, many had fallen behind.

Of the twenty-three men still chasing with Wei Xu, fourteen were injured by Chen Feng’s recent palm strike.

Wei Xu couldn’t fathom how things had come to this.

Chen Feng’s ferocity had far exceeded his expectations.

But there was no time to think.

They had to capture Chen Feng, or else their clan would never forgive them.

The nine men surged forward together.

At this moment, Chen Feng no longer cared about his dwindling energy and blood.

With a Dragon’s Tail Sweep followed by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Salute!

A massive palm shadow surged forward, accompanied by dozens of golden dragons, crashing down on the nine men.

The nine were already drained of energy.

Not at their peak anymore.

Only by combining their efforts could they barely withstand Chen Feng’s attack.

Before they could even catch their breath,

Nine ghostly footprints appeared, launching another assault.

“Damn! How is his attack speed so fast?”

“When he switches moves, does he not need to adjust his energy flow?”

“Is this guy really an advanced martial artist?”

“Even if his cultivation level is high, this is just ridiculous!”

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Chen Feng unleashed nine consecutive kicks of the Heavenly Broken Foot technique.

His mastery of the Unity of Heaven and Man realm allowed him to seamlessly chain moves without pause.

His internal energy and blood were being recklessly expended, almost depleted.

Taking advantage of the others struggling to fend off the Heavenly Broken Foot kicks,

Chen Feng dashed toward the two closest men.

Once again, he unleashed the Heavenly Broken Foot, but this time he channeled all his remaining energy into the ground.

The soil and rocks shattered explosively.

Chen Feng shot forward like a cannonball.

The two men, seeing him barreling toward them, panicked and immediately retreated.

The nine men had just barely held him off.

These two dared not face Chen Feng head-on.

They could only fall back and wait for the others to join the attack.

But their retreat was obviously slower than Chen Feng’s energy-boosted charge.

The distance between them quickly closed to ten meters.

Just as the two anxiously awaited reinforcements,

They suddenly noticed their internal energy and blood uncontrollably leaking out, converging toward Chen Feng.

“Star Absorbing Technique!”

“Help me! He’s using the Star Absorbing Technique again!”

But their already limited energy was instantly drained by Chen Feng.

Two more of the nine men fell.

The remaining seven rushed forward, but before they could strike, they too felt their energy spiraling out of control,

As if it wanted to burst from their bodies and fly toward Chen Feng.

Three of them were so terrified that they immediately retreated.

The remaining four saw three fall back,

And cursed loudly:

“What are you doing!”

“Suddenly retreating without a word, what are we supposed to do!”

Wei Xu was furious; he was one of the four.

“You three idiots, do you want to die?”

The four had already closed in on Chen Feng. At this point, it was too late to back off.

They had no choice but to grit their teeth and prepare to clash head-on with Chen Feng before retreating.

But before they could even make contact, their internal energy and blood surged wildly, spilling outwards—

directed toward Chen Feng’s body.

The four were shocked.

Their energy reserves were already low, and now things only got worse.

Before the fight could even begin, two of them tried to flee.

“No way!”

“Even nine of us together aren’t a match.”

“Going all out with just four would be a death wish.”

The two could clearly feel just how terrifying—and even bizarre—Chen Feng’s realm was.

The overwhelming suppression of martial cultivation made their skills and techniques feel like nothing more than the flailing of children before Chen Feng.

Though they possessed top-tier martial energy, their techniques landed with mediocre force.

Chen Feng’s energy cultivation was inferior to theirs, yet every strike he delivered packed several times their power.

The sudden retreat of these two left Wei Xu utterly hopeless.

Chen Feng’s palms shot forward simultaneously, combining the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms with the Buddha’s Palm.

The sounds of Buddhist chants intertwined with dragon roars.

Massive palm shadows wrapped around a golden dragon, ruthlessly slamming the two flying backwards.

Wei Xu spat a mouthful of blood.

The other was even worse off—without enough energy to resist, he was knocked unconscious by a single palm strike.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Blood sprayed through the air, tracing a crimson arc.

Wei Xu collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, he knew all was lost.

The moment everyone had been desperately chasing Chen Feng, their defeat was already sealed.

Everyone had been draining their energy.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng had been consuming energy pills along the way.

Now, he could even use the Star-Absorbing Technique to replenish his energy.

Yet these one hundred top-tier warriors faced the dire predicament of energy exhaustion.

How could they possibly fight like this?

Frustration!

Resentment!

Helplessness!

All these emotions surged in Wei Xu’s heart.

The next moment, Chen Feng appeared right in front of him.

There was no intention to waste words.

A golden dragon’s phantom slammed directly into Wei Xu’s dantian.

Wei Xu collapsed like a deflated balloon.

He immediately went limp on the ground, losing control of his bowels and bladder.

He was finished.

Even if he miraculously escaped from Kunlun Mountain, he would become a disabled man, incontinent and useless.

Chen Feng didn’t enjoy killing, but he wasn’t a brainless saint either.

With his will guiding him, his palms danced, countless gusts of palm wind transforming into golden dragon phantoms.

They struck those who were hunting him.

The forest echoed with screams.

Far behind, the pursuers who had lagged behind saw the situation deteriorate and turned to flee.

Chen Feng naturally wouldn’t let them go.

He immediately reversed the chase.

For every one he caught, he crippled them.

Their energy had long since been drained in the earlier pursuit.

Now, escaping Chen Feng’s hunt was simply impossible.

Each time Chen Feng’s Heavenly Remnant Kick landed, it shattered stones beneath him.

His entire body was like a cannonball, flashing through the air, striking one fleeing figure after another.

He drained their energy, destroyed their dantian, all in one fluid motion, his technique growing ever more skillful.

Elsewhere, on the other side.

The invaders from the Western Continent, who had been fleeing, suddenly realized that the people chasing them seemed to have started fighting among themselves.

Before they could figure out what was going on,

another group of invaders appeared ahead.

This new group was even larger.

More than a hundred strong.

This was the fundamental difference between them and the people of Great Xia: the young people of Great Xia would scatter to hunt for treasures, almost always alone.

But the invaders, knowing it was too dangerous to face a Great Xia youth alone, preferred to stick together for safety in numbers.

A lone wolf from Great Xia facing these invaders was doomed—either to die or to flee.

As for the elderly of Great Xia, they would rush anxiously toward the Dragon Vein.

The invaders rarely encountered elderly people on their journey.

When the two groups of invaders met, they immediately began exchanging information.

“We were just chased down by the people of Great Xia.”

“Now that we have you here, we’re not afraid of them anymore.”

“It looks like they’re fighting among themselves; maybe we can fight back.”

“I’ve found the target.”

As they spoke, a curly-haired man with a big beard pulled out a foldable smartwatch, displaying a wanted poster of Chen Feng on the screen.

Chen Feng was also one of their key targets this time.

Capturing Chen Feng alive and bringing him back to the Western Continent would earn them a bounty of one billion.

Or if they killed Chen Feng on the spot, took photographic proof, and returned to the Western Continent, they would receive a bounty of one hundred million.

The fleeing group, upon seeing Chen Feng’s wanted poster, finally realized belatedly that the Great Xia youth who had been chasing them was one of their targets.

The two groups quickly merged.

Their numbers swelled to over two hundred.

Together, they headed back the way they came, ready to strike back.