179: Chapter 179 Put the grudges aside for later…

The light words fell into the courtyard, as if a thunderclap had erupted on flat ground.

The air outside the entire triangular-arranged stone houses froze completely in that instant.

All the watching Loose Cultivators widened their eyes, looking at the handsome man standing on the threshold as if they were looking at a madman.

"Is this kid crazy? Does he know who he is talking to?!"

"That is Immortal Master Xuanteng, a top-tier expert at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. Killing a greenhorn like him who has just reached Foundation Establishment is simply like crushing an ant."

"It's over, it's over. Even if the immortals come, they won't be able to save him now..."

Gu Dashan, standing to the side, was stunned for a moment. Then, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he clutched his stomach with his only remaining left hand and laughed wildly and unscrupulously.

"Hahaha, Brother, did you hear that? This ignorant little beast actually wants me to kneel? He is simply tired of living!"

The muscles on Gu Teng's face twitched violently a few times. His originally gloomy eyes had now completely transformed into a murderous glare, as if he wanted to devour someone.

As a famous powerhouse in Sunset City, wherever he, Gu Teng, went, was he not respectfully addressed as "Immortal Master"?

Today, he was actually publicly humiliated by a wet-behind-the-ears greenhorn.

"Good, good, good! What an arrogant and ignorant rat!"

Gu Teng laughed in extreme rage, saying the word "good" three times in a row. The Foundation Establishment Late Stage True Qi on his body surged like a volcano about to erupt.

"Since you are determined to seek death, then this old man will fulfill your wish!"

"《Vine Entanglement Technique》 — Kill!"

Accompanied by Gu Teng's roar, his withered hands formed seals rapidly in front of his chest, and the dense wood-attribute True Qi surged crazily in an instant.

"Rumble—!"

The hard stone slab under Qin Feng's feet shattered with a bang, and dozens of strange, purple-black vines, as thick as water buckets,

like poisonous snakes crawling out of Hell, screeched through the air and instantly sealed off all retreat routes from all directions!

The vines were covered with sharp, knife-like barbs. Once entangled, even a Cultivator at the same Foundation Establishment Late Stage would be instantly minced into a pile of flesh.

"Master, be careful."

Zhao Simin, hiding behind him, turned pale with fright and couldn't help but let out a cry of alarm.

Faced with the overwhelming and lethal strangulation, there was not a trace of panic on Qin Feng's face.

"Nothing more than this."

A look of disdain flashed in his deep black eyes, and he instantly pushed his Ghost Wind-Stepping to the limit.

"Swish—!"

At the critical moment, his figure transformed into an afterimage that was impossible for the naked eye to capture, and he threaded through the gaps of the airtight vines at an incredibly strange angle.

"Boom—!!!"

The purple-black vines, having lost their target, slammed into each other, erupting with a deafening roar and directly grinding the dilapidated stone house behind into dust that filled the sky.

"What?!"

Gu Teng's pupils shrank violently, his face full of disbelief.

"How could a mere Early Foundation Establishment Stage have such a strange movement technique?!"

"Frog in a well, there are still many things you don't know."

Qin Feng's voice sounded like a ghost on Gu Teng's left side.

Immediately after, his sleeve flicked violently.

"Hum—!"

Three steel flying daggers, shimmering with cold silver light, guided by his vast Divine Sense, turned into three dazzling bolts of lightning, arranged in a triangular formation, and struck directly at Gu Teng's three major vital points: his throat, heart, and Dantian.

Sensing the terrifying killing intent contained in the flying daggers, the hairs on Gu Teng's body stood on end. No longer caring about the demeanor of a Senior expert, he roared and hurriedly urged the True Qi in his body to condense a thick cyan wood shield in front of him.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Three crisp sounds of metal clashing rang out. The flying daggers pierced deeply into the wooden shield, and the violent impact forced Gu Teng to retreat half a step involuntarily, his blood and Qi churning in his chest.

"Little beast, you have completely angered this old man!"

Gu Teng bit the tip of his tongue hard, preparing to use his ultimate trump card.

Just as both sides were at daggers drawn and life and death hung in the balance.

"Presumptuous—!!!"

A terrifying roar, like a great bell, suddenly rolled in from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Immediately following, a pressure even more terrifying than Gu Teng's descended upon the small courtyard like ten thousand mountains.

The wood chips and dust that were still hovering in the air were instantly pressed to the ground by an invisible hand under the pressure of the aura, unable to move a single bit.

An old man wearing a grey robe, with silver hair and a stern face, appeared abruptly between Qin Feng and Gu Teng, as if he had teleported.

"It's Steward Duan, Steward Duan from the City Lord's Mansion is here!"

"Good heavens, Steward Duan is a super expert at the Foundation Establishment Peak Great Perfection. Why did he come out in person?!"

The surrounding Loose Cultivators recognized the newcomer and hurriedly lowered their heads in fear, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"Steward Duan..."

When Gu Teng saw who it was, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly restrained his violent True Qi and bowed respectfully.

"Steward Duan, why are you here? This kid is extremely arrogant. Not only did he injure my brother, but he also spoke rudely. This old man was just about to teach him a lesson..."

"Shut up!"

Steward Duan swept a cold glance at him, the icy warning in his eyes making Gu Teng, a dignified Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, shiver involuntarily.

"The beast tide has already approached within ten miles of Sunset City. The City Lord has ordered that with a formidable enemy at hand, all Cultivators in the city must unite against the common enemy and defend together!"

The deep voice, mixed with True Qi, echoed over Sunset City.

"Since you have registered to come and defend against the beast tide in exchange for rewards, you must abide by the rules."

"Anyone who dares to engage in private fighting in the city at this time, regardless of right or wrong, will be treated as guilty of treason against the city and executed without mercy!"

Hearing the rebuke, Gu Teng's face instantly turned extremely ugly, alternating between green and white. But faced with a Half-step Golden Core like Steward Duan and the rules of the City Lord's Mansion, he dared not act presumptuously in the slightest.

"This old man... does not dare."

Gu Teng gritted his teeth tightly, lowered his head, and spat out the words indignantly.

Then, he turned his head sharply and stared at Qin Feng with eyes filled with extreme resentment, lowering his voice and threatening through gritted teeth:

"Little beast, you are lucky today. When the beast tide recedes, this old man will definitely pull your tendons and peel your bones, and let you know the consequences of offending my Gu family! Dashan, let's go!"

After saying this, Gu Teng flicked his large sleeves and, taking the unwilling and resentful Gu Dashan with him, slunk away through the crowd.

"Old dog, I won't see you out."

Qin Feng answered nonchalantly, which angered Gu Teng in the distance so much that he stumbled, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Steward Duan turned his head and took a deep look at Qin Feng. His gaze lingered for a moment on the dark golden Qi and blood that had not yet completely dissipated from his body, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

"Young man, your talent is good, but being too rigid is easy to break. The beast tide is about to arrive. Go to the South City Wall. Use your strength to earn the rewards you want, instead of engaging in verbal disputes here."

Steward Duan's tone was plain, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Thank you for the advice, Steward Duan. This Qin knows what he is doing."

Qin Feng cupped his hands, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

Steward Duan nodded slightly, said no more, and with a flicker of his figure, turned into a stream of light and sped away towards the city wall.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Just at this moment, the soul-stirring alarm bell over Sunset City became increasingly urgent and violent.

"The beast tide is here! Everyone, go to the city wall quickly!"

Accompanied by heart-rending shouts, all the Cultivators in Sunset City surged towards the South City Wall like a tide.

"Let's go, Beauty Zhao, it's time for us to get to work too."

Qin Feng's lips curled into an arc. He grabbed Zhao Simin's hand and strode into the crowd.