Chapter 1622

Translator: Transn Editor: Transn

Precise Calculation

Zhuowen walked forward step by step and finally stopped in front of Biao Fei. His gaze fell on Biao Fei, who was kneeling on the ground with a face twisted in pain. He said indifferently, "When you wanted to treat me like a soft persimmon, did you ever think that you would end up like this?"

"If I, Mu Zhuo, was really just an ordinary Fragmented Profound Saint, I would have been a cold corpse just now.

Since you don't value my life as a human life, why should I value your life so much? "

As he spoke, Zhuowen grabbed Biao Fei's neck with his left hand and lifted him up. The Underworld Spike on the tip of his right hand slowly pierced towards Biao Fei's forehead.

"Stop!

The main contestant in this Commander-In-Chief Battle is the general of the Blood Refinement Mansion. You are just a small helper and have no right to kill a general. It's not too late to stop now. Don't make a mistake. "

A cold and indifferent voice rang out like muffled thunder. The head steward of the Blood Refinement Mansion, Cang Feng, who had originally retreated from the bloody storm, shot over like a shuttle. His speed was extremely fast, akin to a black bolt of lightning.

"Since the Supervisor has made his move, the helper should know when to stop, right?"

The moment Cang Feng rushed out, the atmosphere in the bloody storm eased a lot. The other generals around him nodded inwardly.

Biao Fei, who was held in Zhuowen's hand, had a hopeful look in his eyes. At the same time, he was trying his best to resist the terrifying suction force of the seven drops of Underworld in his abdomen.

He knew that if he didn't resist the seven drops of power, his Essence Qi would be sucked dry before Cang Feng arrived.

Zhuowen slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with endless indifference. He said indifferently, "Those who respect others will be respected. Those who disrespect others will be given a taste of their own medicine."

"I, Mu Zhuo, am certain that I did not provoke Biao Fei. However, Biao Fei and his helper, Lu Jian, provoked me and even tried to kill me. Right now, I'm just returning an eye for an eye. Why can't I kill them?"

Cang Feng's eyes were cold as he said, "Biafei is a general of the Blood Refining House. You have no official position and are not qualified to kill Biafei. If you don't want to die, let him go and kneel on the ground and sincerely apologize. I can spare your life for the sake of the Blood General."

Zhuowen's gaze turned cold. This Cang Feng really thought too highly of himself. Did he really think that he was the only one in charge here?

"Kneel?

Apologize? "

Zhuowen sneered, but the fingertips of his right hand did not stop, and continued to sweep towards the center of Biafei's brows.

"You lunatic! Even the Chief Steward has appeared, and you still dare to kill me? Are you crazy?

Do you want to die? "

Biao Fei shouted loudly. His face was ferocious. The fear in his heart had reached its peak. That Yellow Springs fingertip made him smell the scent of death. He would never forget this scent.

"How dare you!"

Cang Feng's face changed slightly. He did not expect Mu Zhuo to be so bold. He had already given his word, but Mu Zhuo still dared to continue to try to kill Biao Fei.

Thinking of this, Cang Feng did not hesitate. His right hand suddenly pulled behind his back, and the giant black spear on his back suddenly appeared in his palm. Cang Feng's right hand suddenly swung, and the giant black spear cut through the air like a shuttle, sweeping towards Zhuowen's vitals like a bolt of lightning.

Chi! Chi!

The power of this spear was so strong that it actually burst out with extremely dazzling sparks when it swept through the air. The strange sound produced by the friction between the tip of the spear and the air caused the surrounding Martial Warriors to involuntarily cover their ears.

The coldness in Zhuowen's eyes became more and more intense. His right hand was like lightning, and the Yellow Springs fingertip instantly sank into the center of Biao Fei's brows. A stream of blood spurted out from the center of Biao Fei's brows, completely cutting off Biao Fei's vitality.

As soon as Biao Fei's vitality was cut off, the seven drops of Yellow Springs that Biao Fei had barely managed to stop instantly sucked Biao Fei's vitality dry like a whale sucking in water. Biao Fei's fat body was completely dried up.

Biao Fei's vitality had increased the number of Yellow Springs by two drops. In other words, Zhuowen now had a total of twelve drops of Yellow Springs.

This phenomenon made Zhuowen even more convinced that the increase of Yellow Springs had nothing to do with one's strength. Instead, it was closely related to the sinfulness of the person killed.

Biao Fei and Lv Jian's strength were on par. They were both at the Sky Yin Saint Stage, but after Lv Jian's death, he could produce four drops of Yellow Springs, while Biao Fei could only produce two. This could only mean that Lv Jian's sins were more than twice as heavy as Biao Fei's.

The moment Biao Fei was completely killed by Zhuo Wen, the countless generals in the surroundings fell into silence. Even the invited guests on the viewing platform outside the square revealed looks of astonishment.

The courage of the young man named Mu Zhuo had exceeded everyone's expectations.

Cang Feng was the chief steward of the Blood Refining Mansion and had great authority. Ordinary people would not dare to disobey such an important person. Biao Fei was a general of the Blood Refining Mansion and was also one of the higher-ups of the Blood Refining Mansion.

Not only did Mu Zhuo disobey Cang Feng, but he also killed Biao Fei in front of Cang Feng. This action could be described as bold and reckless.

However, Zhuowen did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. As the saying goes, a man of character does not submit to despotic authority. Since he had stepped into the martial world that was full of ups and downs, Zhuowen did not want to be a yes-man and live cautiously.

The path of martial arts was originally a narrow path where the brave would emerge victorious. If one was cautious, then one would not be a martial artist, but a schemer.

Martial artists sought to be open and aboveboard, magnanimous, taking revenge for revenge, and repaying kindness for kindness. Schemers, on the other hand, were careful, cautious, and unscrupulous.

Sometimes, a schemer's power would be far greater than a martial artist's. However, how far could such a person go on the path of martial arts?

Zhuo Wen was very clear that the path of martial arts was never-ending. If one truly had the heart to pursue martial arts, then even the heavens wouldn't be able to stop them. He believed that those who pursued martial arts would always be able to create miracles.

In the face of such a situation, perhaps if Zhuowen took a step back, or even bowed his head and apologized, everything would be resolved.

However, Zhuowen would not do so because this was not in line with his Dao. If he really did so, he was afraid that he would not be able to go far on the path of martial arts in the future because his heart would lose its sharpness.

Thinking of this, Zhuowen's eyes revealed a trace of understanding. A surge of fighting spirit burst out from Zhuowen's body like an awakened beast.

Whoosh!

The giant black spear was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it was dozens of meters away from Zhuowen. The giant spear tore through the air, sweeping up a terrifying gale that fell on Zhuowen's body. His shoulder-length hair danced wantonly, and his black robe fluttered loudly.

At this moment, Zhuowen's body had an unyielding will. It was as if even if the sky were to fall at this moment, his tall and straight figure would not bend or bow his head.

"To the ends of the world, to the depths of the Yellow Springs!"

Zhuowen pointed his finger at the void. The twelve drops of Yellow Springs that surrounded him suddenly condensed on his finger.

At this moment, Zhuowen's finger seemed to be gilded, emitting a dazzling light.

Whoosh!

The moment Zhuowen pointed his finger, the giant black spear had already swept in front of Zhuowen. It was very close!

At this moment, Zhuowen was extremely calm. The Law of the Void condensed under his feet. Then, Zhuowen's right foot swept across, his body tilted, and the gilded Yellow Springs Finger instantly pointed out.

Zhuowen grasped it very accurately. Moreover, he did not confront the giant black spear head-on. Since Cang Feng was a Saint of the Heaven-defying Saint Stage, Zhuowen's original body was probably no match for him.

Of course, if Zhuowen merged the clone of his mastery Saint Body into his original body, he might be able to compete with Cang Feng. However, after his mastery Saint Body was separated, the strength of his original body had decreased a lot.

With the current strength of Zhuowen's original body, even if he used the eight types of laws in his body, he would probably only be able to fight with a Sun Sky Saint Stage expert. As for a Sky Saint Stage expert and a Heaven-defying Saint Stage expert, he would have to merge with his mastery Saint Body.

However, his mastery Saint Body was currently cultivating with the Golden Lightning Body Tempering Slurry in the Azure Dragon Hall. He really could not come out at the moment. Moreover, Zhuowen did not want to expose the existence of his mastery Saint Body so early.

His current main plan was to cultivate the Slaughtering Underworld Finger. This Celestial Technique was very different from other Celestial Techniques. At first, it was not very powerful.

However, if it was cultivated for a long time, its power would increase by hundreds or thousands. In the end, it might even surpass the level of an ordinary Celestial Technique.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhuowen's Underworld Finger tapped the body of the giant black spear three times in a row. Each time, it contained the reincarnation power of the 67 drops of Underworld.

After three taps, the trajectory of the giant black spear changed by 85 degrees. It swept past a few inches in front of Zhuowen. A fierce wind whistled and lifted Zhuowen's endless long hair and robe.

Boom!

After the giant black spear changed direction, it directly stabbed into the ground. Then, countless cracks spread out on the ground. The cracks spread out in all directions like a spider web. A terrifying ring-shaped air wave spread out in all directions.

The moment the generals who were standing nearby came into contact with the air wave, their pupils shrank. They could not help but step back. They groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The aftermath of the spear was also terrifying. However, Mu Zhuo, who was only at the Fragmented Profound Saint Realm, had actually dodged the spear that was originally locked on him. What kind of monster was this kid?

Zhuowen was not unscathed. At this moment, his feet stepped in the void. He stepped back step by step until he was more than 655 feet away. He barely managed to stop his body. The fingers on his right hand were trembling unnaturally. His face was a little pale.

"Is it luck?" Qing Cang frowned and muttered to himself.

On the other hand, Bloodseeker's eyes flickered. He stared straight at Zhuo Wen, feeling even more surprised. Zhuo Wen's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Just now, Zhuo Wen's timing had been too accurate. If he had been a step slower or a step faster, he might have been directly pierced by the huge black spear. However, he had chosen the right time to directly point his finger at the weak point of the huge black spear.

It was also because of this that the giant black spear was finally hit by Zhuowen's three taps in the void. The giant black spear completely deviated from its trajectory and dodged the fatal attack of the Vault Sheath.

The process seemed simple, but it was extremely dangerous. It should be known that this was the full-strength attack of a Heaven-defying Saint Realm Saint. Even if the Blood Demon used all of his trump cards, he would not dare to resist it directly.