Anger

Chen Feng ran for a while before he saw countless people surging toward a mountain pass.

On both sides towered cliffs hundreds of meters high.

Each sheer cliff face was inscribed with four large characters.

On one side, it read: Jade Mountain Yaochi.

On the other side: Kunlun Ancestral Vein.

Between them was a ten-meter-wide mountain path.

From a distance, it looked like a classic “One Line Sky” — a narrow strip of open sky framed by towering cliffs.

As for what the path inside looked like...

Chen Feng felt he might never get a chance to see it.

Because as he approached, those invaders who hadn’t yet entered the mountain mouth noticed Chen Feng’s face — unmistakably that of a Da Xia native.

“Where did a Da Xia guy suddenly come from?”

“How did he get past us?”

“Who cares where he came from! Kill him quickly, don’t slow us down from hunting treasure in the Dragon Vein.”

“There are a lot of people chasing him.”

A crowd immediately blocked Chen Feng’s way.

At this moment, he was surrounded on all sides.

Chen Feng knew he had reached a dead end.

“Too bad! Dying before even seeing the Dragon Vein.”

He unleashed the Bei Ming Divine Skill with all his might.

This was the last battle of his life.

Chen Feng wanted to give it his all, but silently sighed in his heart.

“Too bad my qi and blood are only at five hundred for now.”

“Even with the Realm of Unity between Heaven and Man, the strength I can unleash is limited.”

“If my qi and blood were higher, maybe I could leverage the Realm of Unity and its terrifying power to force a bloody breakthrough.”

By now, he was surrounded three layers deep, inside and out.

From afar, some bystanders watched the spectacle.

They were those stuck at the back of the crowd, unable to enter Jade Mountain Yaochi anytime soon.

After all, the passage was only ten meters wide.

Outside, tens of thousands had gathered.

Now, these bored onlookers immediately started jeering at Chen Feng:

“Catch him later and hand him over to me — I just thought of a new punishment.”

“I want two chunks of his thigh meat, to fry and eat.”

“If we catch another one, even better — let them fight to the death, and we’ll bet on the outcome.”

“Better to cripple him first, force him to reveal his martial arts secrets.”

“Don’t mess around, this yellow-skinned kid is Chen Feng, the one with a ten billion bounty.”

...

The invaders debated how to deal with Chen Feng.

Once they learned he was the Da Xia man with the ten billion bounty, they all gasped.

“Oh my God! It really is that ten billion bounty yellow-skinned kid.”

“Don’t kill him! He’s worth ten billion alive.”

“How do we split the bounty with so many of us?”

“Move aside in front, I want my share too.”

“Don’t push me — I got here first.”

...

Suddenly, the crowd began shoving, each desperate to grab a piece of the prize.

The circle of encirclement instantly tightened.

Once within ten meters, the Bei Ming Divine Skill began to continuously drain his qi and blood.

Chen Feng spared no effort, throwing all his qi and blood into counterattacks.

But there were too many people around him, packed like sardines fighting for treasure.

In such a situation, even if he didn’t strike, he could be crushed to death by the crowd.

Chen Feng dared not hesitate and directly used the Heaven-Scarred Kick, leaping into the air.

Though dangerous, it was better than being crushed to death.

Being crushed to death was one thing, but the stench of these foreigners was unbearable.

He feared that before he was crushed, he might suffocate from the smell.

Chen Feng leapt over ten meters high, trying to get a better view of the surroundings.

As far as he could see, it was nothing but heads.

Beneath him were hundreds of hands raised high, all trying to grab him.

The original refuge was already swallowed by the crowd.

Chen Feng wanted to make one last desperate attempt.

He glanced toward the distance.

Trying to find where the fewest people were.

In the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw, deep within the distant woods,

countless young men and women hanging from the trees—each one missing limbs.

Looking as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds, maybe even thousands.

Chen Feng even caught sight of a lecherous, red-faced man with a hooked nose, brazenly assaulting a limbless woman from Daxia under broad daylight.

Such inhuman scenes instantly brought a faint redness to Chen Feng’s eyes.

“Those damned beasts!”

With the Nine-Style Broken Heaven Kick, combined with the realm of Heavenly-Human Unity, he unleashed his full power.

Massive phantom footprints appeared above the heads of the invaders.

With the crackling of the air, agonized screams erupted below.

Dozens had their arms shattered on the spot by Chen Feng’s kicks.

A few unlucky ones,

struck by the force to the crown of their heads, died instantly.

“Ahhh! My arm’s broken!”

“Get him down! That damned yellow-skinned brat!”

“Be careful not to kill him—leave him alive.”

“Don’t push me! I can’t perform my moves like this.”

“Stop crowding! I can’t get into position to use my martial arts!”

...

After the first wave of attacks, Chen Feng continued to hover in midair.

He saw the hundreds of people below, all tightly packed together.

There was barely any room to perform martial arts, and many were injured.

Stampedes had even broken out.

The scene was utter chaos.

But some of the invaders immediately launched counterattacks.

With no support to leverage in midair, Chen Feng had to keep attacking relentlessly.

Using the recoil force, he maintained his suspension.

The Broken Heaven Kick was unleashed again.

His hands were far from idle.

Merging the Buddha’s Palm with the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, he struck out palm shadows entwined like golden dragons,

fending off the surrounding attacks.

He dared not pause for a moment.

One slip, and he would be brought down.

Fortunately, with the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, he continuously absorbed vast amounts of vitality and energy from the unfortunate crowd tightly packed below.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to sustain such unceasing depletion.

At this moment, Chen Feng’s heart burned with fury.

He was already angry at these foreign invaders for attacking Daxia and trying to destroy its Dragon Vein.

But to see them commit such cruel and perverse acts against the youth of Daxia—

In battle, death and injury are inevitable.

But killing is one thing; humiliating is another.

Such merciless barbarity had shattered the very bottom line of Chen Feng’s humanity.

With each strike of the Broken Heaven Kick, the screams below grew louder.

As the crowd gradually began to disperse,

Chen Feng started to lose ground.

Those beneath his feet—some dead, some wounded—

all collapsed onto the ground,

trampled mercilessly by others.

The remaining fighters spread out, preparing to counterattack Chen Feng.

At the top of a distant tree,

the handsome and strangely alluring Wei Guangming stood quietly on a slender branch.

His lightness skill had reached an astonishing level.

He wore a smart vitality-monitoring eyeglass over his right eye.

Watching Chen Feng, who was about to be overwhelmed by the invaders’ assault, his brows furrowed slightly.

Especially the vitality value displayed on the glasses made Wei Guangming suspect that there might be something wrong with the device.

“How can the vitality be five hundred?”

“According to the intel, Chen Feng’s current vitality should be three hundred. Even with the second-tier vitality pill from the Martial Arts Guild, it should be seven hundred by now.”

Wei Guangming was somewhat shocked.

He suspected that Chen Feng’s supply of vitality pills had run out.

Then, using the Absorbing Star Technique, he must have devoured others’ vitality, boosting his own by two hundred points.

But why didn’t he absorb more vitality to increase his cultivation even further?