162: Yagami

Zhang Sheng remained completely motionless!

A pair of blue pupils locked firmly onto the front.

The moment the black wind tornado tore Song Xian's Clone to shreds, its movement trajectory and energy fluctuations had been completely analyzed by his Spirit Eyes.

The black wind howled over, tearing through layers of Profound Light Shields one after another, but it could never break through all eighty-one layers at once!

Even though the wind blades were as dense as rain, Zhang Sheng still steadily maintained at least fifty layers of shields around his body.

"Damned turtle shell! I don't believe you, a mere Divine Breath Realm, can outlast the spiritual power reserves of my True Fetus Realm!" Feng Shaoqin shouted while driving the black wind tornado to attack fiercely, simultaneously distracting himself to control the black bell Spiritual Artifact to block the Moon Blades fired by Zhang Sheng.

The two were locked in offense and defense; on the surface, Zhang Sheng's spiritual power would surely be the first to run dry.

However, Feng Shaoqin's pupils suddenly constricted—the surface of his black bell Spiritual Artifact, claimed to be a second-rank supreme-grade, was actually covered in cracks!

"How is this possible?! It must be his Talent at work!" Feng Shaoqin was horrified, gritting his teeth in ruthlessness.

"Just hold on a bit longer! When his spiritual power and mental energy are exhausted, it will be his death!"

The corner of Zhang Sheng's mouth curled into a cold arc; he had already seen through the opponent's scheme.

At that moment, another Moon Blade shot out through the air. On the outside, it looked no different from the previous ones, but the killing power contained within was worlds apart—this was the true power of the Moon Blade after he had undergone the Metal Element Tribulation!

Before this, it was merely at the ordinary level of the Perfected State!

Crack!

A piercing, crisp sound!

The pitch-black bell protecting Feng Shaoqin exploded!

Feng Shaoqin's eyes widened. At the critical moment when the Moon Blade reached his body, his Talent "Messenger of Wind" erupted with full force!

Chh—!

The cold light of the Moon Blade flashed, still slicing off half of his shoulder!

In intense pain, he suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction, his eyes filled with nothing but desperate hope.

However, at the very moment he turned his head—

From Zhang Sheng's storage ring, a palm-sized jade Talisman shot out!

"Freeze!" Zhang Sheng barked in a low voice.

An overwhelming force of imprisonment suddenly descended!

Feng Shaoqin's body suddenly stiffened.

In just that split second of delay.

Hundreds of Moon Blades, like a silver storm, pierced through his body!

The desperate roar came to an abrupt end, his body turning into a rain of blood amidst the blade light, his consciousness completely annihilated.

That jade Talisman was precisely the loot Zhang Sheng had obtained from killing an Ice Demon in the Red-level Secret Realm—the second-rank peak Talisman, [Immobilization Talisman]!

This scene,

instantly shocked all the onlookers.

The Cultivators of Hua Prefecture, Xiao Qing and Xiao He from the Youyuan Chamber of Commerce, and the three clerks from the Qinglan Chamber of Commerce all gasped in shock.

Xiao Qing and Xiao He reacted very quickly, immediately taking out communication jade slips.

The people from the Qinglan Chamber of Commerce were equally agile, quickly reporting what they had seen and heard.

In the direction Feng Shaoqin had last looked, two figures suddenly appeared.

One of them, carrying overwhelming rage, lunged straight at Zhang Sheng!

"Madman! Give me your life!"

The terrifying Spiritual Pressure of the Divine Power Realm was like a landslide or a tsunami!

Zhang Sheng's heart tightened; he swallowed several blood essence pills without hesitation, weighing fighting against fleeing in his mind like a flash of lightning.

At the critical moment, a white figure suddenly blocked the path of the enraged young girl, his voice steady: "Junior Sister, stop!"

"Senior Brother, don't stop me! I want to avenge Xiao Feng!" The girl, Lian Qiu, looked like she was possessed, pointing a finger toward the sky!

Rumble!

A terrifying thunderball with a diameter of a hundred meters condensed out of thin air, its violent lightning energy distorting the air!

"Divine Ability: Startling Thunder!"

Zhang Sheng's hair stood on end. Just as he was about to use "Azure Vine Strangling" to resist, he saw the man in white casually wave his right hand—

The massive thunderball actually vanished without a trace!

"Junior Sister, Feng Shaoqin had not officially entered the Sect, so he was not a Disciple of our Eight Gods Sect. Do not be unruly." The man in white, Huo Chen, spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.

Lian Qiu knew her Third Senior Brother's methods well and had no choice but to stop resentfully, but her gaze toward Zhang Sheng was so venomous it almost became physical.

Huo Chen turned to Zhang Sheng, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Huo Chen of the Eight Gods Sect, and this is my Junior Sister, Lian Qiu. We have come down the mountain by the Sect Head's order to select Disciples for the New Prefecture.

The person you killed was the Prefect of the neighboring prefecture, Feng Shaoqin, who was a candidate our Sect was considering.

Although his death was his own fault, your killing him has also caused our Eight Gods Sect to lose face."

Before his voice had even faded, Huo Chen's figure seemed to ignore spatial distance, stepping to within dozens of meters of Zhang Sheng in a single stride.

The Spiritual Pressure of the Divine Power Realm crushed down like something physical, making Zhang Sheng's breath hitch.

Huo Chen casually raised his hand and pressed down on the void—

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The protective Profound Light Shields shattered layer by layer!

An irresistible, massive force smashed down, and Zhang Sheng was like a sandbag being knocked away, crashing into the ground with a boom and creating a hundred-meter-deep pit!

But strangely, he was not injured.

The opponent's control over power was so exquisite it was terrifying.

Facing the Divine Power Realm, he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Zhang Sheng suppressed his roiling blood, flew out of the pit, his expression as calm as an abyss.

This strike caused a flicker of surprise in Huo Chen's eyes, confirming in his heart: "He actually cultivated a second-rank defensive Spell to the Perfected State? No wonder..."

"Now," Huo Chen said flatly, "you caused me to lose face first, and then you took a move of mine without injury, so we're even. Can we have a proper talk now?"

Zhang Sheng sneered in his heart, but his face remained unruffled, secretly swearing to avenge today's humiliation:

"Zhang Sheng, Prefect of Hua Prefecture, greets Lord Huo Chen."

Eight Gods Sect! He instantly recalled the label on Su Tang's map—one of the three major Sects of the Qinglan Prefecture.

His killing of Feng Shaoqin was based on the iron law of the Song Kingdom: if a Cultivator from another prefecture commits violence or injures people in this prefecture, it is considered an invasion, and the Prefect has the right to kill them on the spot!

"So this prefecture is named Hua Prefecture; its foundation of Cultivators is quite impressive." From the beginning, Huo Chen had intended to let Feng Shaoqin test the experts of this prefecture.

Feng Shaoqin's Talent was mediocre, but he had at least struggled in the Upper Realm for ten years and reached the True Fetus Realm.

Who would have thought he would be so vulnerable before Zhang Sheng.

Instead of bringing back a piece of trash, why not... "Prefect Zhang, do you know of my Eight Gods Sect?" Huo Chen got straight to the point,

"The Sect is overseen by a Star God Realm powerhouse and has dominated the Qinglan Prefecture for ten thousand years, with a vast sea of secret techniques and archives. I officially invite you to join the Eight Gods Sect, what do you say?"

"No! Brother Huo!" Lian Qiu immediately grabbed Huo Chen's sleeve, her face full of disgust, "I hate this dead block of wood! Don't let him into the Sect!"

"Lian Qiu!" Huo Chen's voice suddenly turned cold, "If you are willful again, return to the mountain immediately! And don't ever think about coming out with me again!"

Lian Qiu shrank her neck in fear, as silent as a cicada in winter.

"Wait!"

A deep shout broke through the air!

A streak of light shot over like a meteor, followed closely by several figures.

"Prefect Zhang, yesterday I was occupied with official business and left in a hurry, failing to pay a formal visit. Please excuse my lack of manners," the leader said loudly.

At the same time, a subtle voice transmission was precisely delivered into Zhang Sheng's ear: "Prefect Zhang, this is one of the commanders of the Qinglan Guards of the Qinglan Prefecture, Lord Song Hao!" The sender was one of the clerks from the Qinglan Chamber of Commerce below.

Zhang Sheng recognized at a glance that this person was the leader who had been chasing the red-haired man yesterday.

"Zhang Sheng of Hua Prefecture greets Lord Song Hao!" Zhang Sheng cupped his fists in salute, his posture respectful.

Beside him, Huo Chen's face instantly turned as gloomy as water.

Lian Qiu was like a startled rabbit, quickly hiding behind Huo Chen, seemingly quite wary of this Commander of the Qinglan Guards.

Song Hao's gaze was like lightning as it swept over the two from the Eight Gods Sect, finally landing on Zhang Sheng, his voice resonant:

"Prefect Zhang, you have just entered the Upper Realm, and many things are not yet clear to you.

My suggestion is—do not listen to the deceptions of others, and there is no need to fear any threats!"

His words were blunt, completely ignoring the ugly expressions on the faces of Huo Chen and Lian Qiu nearby.