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“What… what kind of movement technique is this?” Yan Song’s eyes widened in horror at the brilliance of Su Changkong’s agility!

Su Changkong swiftly closed in on Du Zhen while dodging the beads shot at him.

“Iron Sleeve Skill!”

Du Zhen was horrified in his heart, not expecting that his own lethal move would be so easily evaded by Su Changkong. Seeing Su Changkong closing in, he didn’t dare to be careless, and with a low roar, his wide sleeves swung. With force pouring into them, the sleeves whipped like an iron chain, fiercely lashing at Su Changkong, enough to easily break bones and tear tendons!

Previously, Du Zhen had effortlessly resolved Yan Song’s killing move with a flick of his sleeve.

“Pfft!”

The sleeve, like an iron whip, struck Su Changkong, emitting a crisp bursting sound, but the Su Changkong before him shattered into four or five pieces, nothing but an afterimage!

“Behind me!”

Du Zhen’s pupils contracted, Su Changkong’s speed was too fast, like a prancing Spirit Deer, he made an abrupt turn in mid-air, dodging the sleeve strike and circling to his back!

Two hands reached out from behind, grabbed Du Zhen’s head, and then squeezed with force!

“Let go!”

Du Zhen reacted quickly, grabbing Su Changkong’s wrists at once. His arms exerted force, trying to break free from Su Changkong’s grip. Du Zhen’s Martial Arts Realm had also reached the Divine Strength Realm, granting him the strength to lift cauldrons.

However, compared to Su Changkong, Du Zhen felt like a child against an adult! The tremendous force of Divine Bravery, bursting from a single arm, squeezed fiercely from both sides!

“Aaahhh!”

From Du Zhen’s mouth came a piercing, agonizing scream, accompanied by the sound of his skull cracking and popping, as if a tightening golden hoop was on his head, continuously constricting until his skull could no longer bear it and shattered.

“Crack, crack, crack!”

Amidst the dreadful screams, Du Zhen’s skull was twisted and deformed by Su Changkong’s sheer squeezing force, splintering apart, with brain matter mixing with blood trickling out.

Su Changkong released his hands, and Du Zhen, with a head shattered, eyes filled with blood, and wearing an expression of unwillingness, collapsed limply onto the ground, dead without even knowing the identity of his killer.

“Not falling into the cycle of reincarnation? I thought your head would be hard!”

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Su Changkong’s face was expressionless. “How… how is this possible?”

Yan Song stared dumbfounded at the scene before him, having always thought that with his peak Internal Strength Realm and some achievement in the Red Fire Skill, he wouldn’t be much inferior to Su Changkong.

But Du Zhen, who had so easily defeated him, was now crushed to death by Su Changkong as effortlessly as if squishing a chick, the gap between them a chasm too vast to cross!

“Too weak…”

Su Changkong shook his head slightly. Du Zhen was actually quite formidable within the Divine Strength Realm, and if it had been Su Changkong from two or three months earlier, before his breakthrough, he might have had to fight hard. But now, having reached the Divine Bravery Stage, with both the Five Animal Frolics and Turtle Breath Technique having made breakthroughs, the difference between him and Du Zhen was too vast; Su Changkong didn’t even need to draw his blade to kill him!

“Master!”

The remaining four or five black-clad monks finally came back to their senses, each one crying out in shock as if mourning their deceased relatives. The formidable Du Zhen having his skull brutally crushed by Su Changkong in the blink of an eye had left them overwhelmingly shocked.

“Not a single one left!”

Su Changkong’s face was expressionless. His figure flashed, dragging a shadow behind him, and appeared in front of two black-clad monks, fists flying in unison!

“Bang bang!”

These two black-clad monks didn’t even have time to react before Su Changkong’s heavy punches caved in their chests, and blood spurted wildly as they flew backward over ten feet and slammed into the ground, lifeless without uttering a sound.

“Go! Go!”

The remaining two black-clad monks, with their scalps tingling, cried out and fled in two different directions.

“Bang!”

Su Changkong strode forward, catching up with the one on the left. His fist pounded on the man’s back, the powerful force stopping the monk’s heart instantly, causing him to fall face-first and die on the spot.

“Hiss!”

Yan Song didn’t stand by idly either. Gathering his strength, he swung his sword and decapitated the fleeing black-clad monk on the right.

The previously chaotic woods returned to tranquility, now with five more bodies on the ground.

Yan Song gasped for air, looking at the body of Du Zhen on the ground, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, “Old bald thief… what goes around comes around!” After dealing with Du Zhen and the others, Su Changkong skillfully searched the bodies while asking Yan Song, “Brother Yan, do you know these monks?” Upon hearing this, Yan Song’s face showed a bitter smile as he said, “I have heard of them; they seem to be from the Black Lotus Sect. This Black Lotus Sect has quite a massive following, not just in Dafeng State, but they also have a presence in Sky River State and Qianluo State. I just never imagined that even a small place like Clearwater City would interest the Black Lotus Sect.”

Su Changkong nodded slightly upon hearing this, also somewhat astonished.

From Yan Song, Su Changkong learned that this Black Lotus Sect was terrifyingly formidable, gathering many fanatical followers, spreading doctrines, and even with their so-called Holy Water that could supposedly cure all diseases and prolong life, many officials, nobles, and wealthy families secretly supported the Black Lotus Sect.

This Black Lotus Sect, in plain terms, was a faction with delusions of rebellion, aimed at overthrowing the imperial power; the fact that they were not annihilated showed that the Black Lotus Sect’s foundation was quite extraordinary!

“Why did you provoke this Du Zhen?” Su Changkong asked curiously, as Yan Song seemed to hate Du Zhen intensely, clearly harboring deep grudges.

“It’s a long story… A friend of mine was deceived by this Du Zhen, and her son died of illness because of him…”

Yan Song hesitated for a moment but chose to share the reason with Su Changkong, to whom he owed a lifesaving favor.

As it turned out, Yan Song had fallen in love at first sight with a woman in Ginseng Town. Her husband had died several years before, and she struggled to raise her child alone. Yan Song didn’t mind this and grew close to her, spending some beautiful times together.

Not long ago, Yan Song accepted a bounty and went out for a job. During that time, a misfortune befell the woman’s household; her child fell ill. The woman, seeking medical help with her child, was shunned by many doctors until they encountered Du Zhen.

This Du Zhen, sanctimonious in appearance, agreed to give the woman Holy Water to save her son, but in exchange, she had to assist his “cultivation.” Out of desperation for her child, she agreed and yielded to him, after which Du Zhen did provide her with Holy Water.

However, this so-called Holy Water was of little use, and the woman’s child still died a slow death, leaving her faint from grief multiple times.

When Yan Song returned from outside and learned of this, he was undoubtedly enraged. No man could tolerate such an event.

Coincidentally, Du Zhen arrived in Ginseng Town again to promote the doctrines of the Black Lotus Sect. Yan Song, unable to contain his rage, decided to disguise himself and kill Du Zhen, making him pay a severe price!

That explained the cause and effect of the incident.

Su Changkong listened in silence. The Black Lotus Sect was no different from an evil sect, responsible for devastating countless families and lives, with actions that were utterly abhorrent!