"Don't worry."
"I never intended to use your lives just to cling to my own."
"You don't need to hesitate anymore."
"I'll protect you all and get you out of here!"
Chen Feng finished speaking.
Suddenly, he dropped into a deep squat, his blood and energy surging wildly along the meridians of the Heavenly Ruins Fist.
In an instant, the ground cracked beneath him, and his entire body shot forward like a cannonball.
He was launched over ten meters high, heading straight toward the direction where several elders were breaking through the encirclement.
That way, dozens of enemies were still holding them back.
At the same time, Chen Feng thrust both palms forward, creating countless palm shadows.
Golden dragons roared as they slammed into the attackers.
The massive palm shadows, accompanied by chanting mantras, struck the earth with tremendous force.
Although these attacks couldn’t defeat the dozens of enemies outright,
they disrupted their formation.
Several elders seized the opportunity, using their lives to tear open a path.
"Run!"
A loud shout rang out.
The last five surviving young men dashed out of the encirclement at that moment.
Wang Hao, resolute, shouted:
"Chen Feng! Whether you're a member of the Devouring Heaven Club or not,"
"once you get out, you must report the situation at Kunlun Mountain to the Martial Arts Guild."
"We will fight to the death to hold these people off. You have to escape!"
The others finally understood.
Whether Chen Feng belonged to the Devouring Heaven Club was irrelevant now.
What mattered was spreading the news that the Dragon Vein was about to fall,
so Great Xia could prepare in advance.
But Chen Feng had no intention of letting these people die for him.
He fought while retreating.
Turning his back to Wang Hao and the others, he shouted loudly:
"All of you, run! Escape if you can!"
"I’ll hold them off!"
You!
Wang Hao and the others were stunned.
The last elder said:
"Even if you are a prodigy, there’s no way one man can hold back thousands of intruders."
"Young man, don’t make a pointless sacrifice."
Chen Feng had no time to explain.
After a long, bloody battle, his clothes were soaked in blood.
He thrust both palms forward, forcefully pushing aside seven or eight attackers in front of him.
The recoil sent him staggering back several steps, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wiping the blood from his lips, Chen Feng bellowed at all the intruders:
"I am Chen Feng!"
"The one with a ten-billion bounty on his head!"
At first, no one quite understood.
But soon, some of them reacted.
"I thought this guy looked familiar."
"He’s one of our targets on this mission."
"Jackpot! Didn’t expect to run into this kid."
"Damn it! With so many of us, who gets the credit if we catch him?"
"Of course, whoever catches him gets the credit!"
"Don’t kill him! Alive, he’s worth ten billion; dead, he’s worthless."
"What nonsense? Killing him still nets a billion reward."
...
They had all been fighting desperately, risking their lives.
No one noticed that the young man in front of them was actually another target.
The intruders’ eyes suddenly burned with fanatic greed.
Ten billion was right there, almost within reach.
Now it was a race to see who was fastest.
Wang Hao and the others were still in shock.
"What’s going on?"
"Chen Feng is worth ten billion to the intruders?"
At that moment, Chen Feng shouted again in a low voice:
"Run!"
Then he fully unleashed the Heavenly Ruins Fist, charging deep into Kunlun Mountain with all his might.
At this moment, no one cared about whether Wang Hao and his group lived or died.
Because, to them, whether they lived or died was worth not a single cent.
But Chen Feng was a living, breathing ten billion.
Thousands of invaders howled as they chased after Chen Feng.
Leaving behind Wang Hao and his few companions, who fled in a daze—with no enemies pursuing them.
“Brother Hao! What the hell is going on?”
“I don’t know either.”
“Don’t think so much, let’s get out of Kunlun quickly.”
“We need to report the situation with the Dragon Vein as soon as possible.”
Wang Hao hadn’t slept for half a month, tirelessly pushing forward until they finally emerged from Kunlun Mountain.
During this time, they encountered several waves of invaders.
In the end, three more comrades died.
Only he and another young man managed to escape alive.
The two immediately sought out the Martial Arts Guild.
“There are too many invaders!”
“The Dragon Vein is about to fall!”
After delivering this news, the young man could no longer hold on.
He fainted on the spot.
Wang Hao collapsed like a deflated balloon.
Even a top-tier martial artist couldn’t withstand half a month without rest.
Their bodies were severely drained.
The Martial Arts Guild members were initially shocked.
They hurriedly reported the news to their superiors.
At the same time, they arranged for a rescue team to treat the two.
During treatment,
the Guild staff discovered that the young man who escaped with Wang Hao was still wearing a portable recorder on his chest.
They immediately removed it,
hoping to find any important intelligence about the Dragon Vein.
Upon watching the harrowing footage, the staff promptly sent the video to the Guild’s Grandmaster.
The Grandmaster felt an immense headache upon receiving the news.
The Holy Capital was already in chaos.
The Yelü family was under fierce assault from the Tun Tian Club.
Both sides suffered heavy casualties.
It was even said that the mysterious group leader of the Tun Tian Club personally took part in the battle.
The Martial Arts Guild Grandmaster himself had to step in, leading people to capture members of the Tun Tian Club.
Meanwhile, the National Martial Arts Tournament was underway.
The tournament was about to enter its final stage.
The Guild struggled to spare even a single hand to maintain order.
To ensure the tournament proceeded smoothly and to prevent any incidents,
the Grandmaster had no choice but to demand that all major martial arts schools nationwide send their elite fighters to maintain security.
At the same time, bad news kept pouring in from Kunlun Mountain.
The situation was already dire.
Now, a new disaster spread from Yushan Yaochi in Kunlun Mountain.
And this trouble was even greater.
It concerned the Dragon Vein of Great Xia.
Every time Kunlun Mountain was opened, vast amounts of rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures would appear.
These treasures had forged generations of powerful warriors,
making Great Xia the dominant power of the era.
Moreover, Kunlun Mountain held even deeper significance for Great Xia.
Since ancient times, countless ancestors had sacrificed their lives protecting the Dragon Vein on Kunlun Mountain.
It could be said that this was their ancestral tomb.
And now, someone actually wanted to destroy their own ancestral tomb.
Who could possibly tolerate that?
Especially after seeing the video footage of the outskirts of Yushan Yaochi,
which had almost turned into a living hell.
Bodies were strewn everywhere.
The dense mass of invaders had already besieged the entire Yushan Yaochi.
Those inside couldn’t get out; those outside couldn’t get in.
The video lasted for dozens of hours.
By the end, it showed a desperate flight.
The young man carrying the recorder, along with hundreds of people, fled relentlessly.
People kept falling along the way.
Eventually, only a few dozen remained.
However, at the end of the video, the president of the Martial Arts Guild couldn’t help but feel a bit surprised.
He hadn’t expected to see Chen Feng appear on screen again after such a long time.
“Didn’t think this kid was still alive.”
Every time he saw a video about Chen Feng, it was always him being hunted down.
This time was no different.
Especially when witnessing Chen Feng’s incredible, almost supernatural combat power.
He couldn’t help but admire him deeply.
But when he saw Chen Feng devouring others’ life energy,
he sighed heavily once more.
“Such an extraordinary talent—how did he end up learning this kind of technique?”
“Ah!”

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