Warrior's Promise

The Bloody Darkness Formation could only trap the enemies.

In spite of this, it was enough for the Cold-blood Hall members to kill all the enemies. They had the confidence to kill these trapped preys.

Xue Yin charged at Chu Yunfeng directly, who he thought was the strongest. Once he was dead, killing the rest would be a piece of cake.

Xue Yin and Chu Yunfeng were equally matched as both of them were at Peak Lv 8 True Spirit Realm. The violent blast waves from their fight could easily destroy Lv 5 or 6 martial artists, so the weaker bystanders did not dare to get close to them.

As Xue Yin's attack marched towards Chu Yunfeng, the battle broke out. All kinds of strikes were launched, crashing and blasting in the air.

Some members of Cold-blood Hall, above Lv 7, attacked mercilessly and fast. For a moment, blood spilled everywhere.

The Cold-blood Hall had the weaker members, such as Mo Yue, staying behind to take care of the rear and maintain the formation.

There were many excellent fighters on the other side too, and they were putting up a strong resistance. The five Lv 8 masters fought fiercely for their lives.

In a moment, the square turned into a wild battlefield.

...

Su Mo was approaching the Distant Ancient City. He soon neared the dilapidated city and caught sight of the ferocious battle.

He was a little surprised. He did not expect to see a tangled battle involving both parties.

Su Mo halted at about 5 kilometers away from the city and wanted to watch the situation before taking any action.

Swoosh!

Away from the woods, a figure flashed over and stopped beside Su Mo.

It was Han Qianze.

"Su Mo, we must go now. The Cold-blood Hall is coming to kill everyone else."

Han Qianze said anxiously.

"The Cold-blood Hall?"

Su Mo asked, looking puzzled. "What do you mean? I thought Mo Yue's the only one that entered the Firmament Divine Realm?"

Su Mo knew little about the Cold-blood Hall.

"Su Mo, Cold-blood Hall is more powerful than you think. They have their branches set up in every domain in the East Continent."

Han Qianze said gravely, "They've sent over 30 strong fighters to kill everyone in the city."

"What?"

This was out of Su Mo's expectation. "How could Cold-blood Hall be so powerful?"

Su Mo's brows knitted at the thought of the vampiric cultivators he had met before the Top-100-talent Competition.

Their aura felt very similar to Mo Yue's, so they must belong to the Cold-blood Hall.

If the Cold-blood Hall really held such a great force, it would be a disaster to the East Continent.

Worst of all, now they were copying him and trying to rob the others!

"Su Mo, we must leave now!"

Han Qianze's voice sounded worried. "They're too strong for us to handle. We should run away and leave it be."

"How strong are they?" Su Mo asked emotionlessly. Leaving was the last thing he had in mind.

"Counting the Cold-blood Hall and the geniuses from different domains, there are up to about 16 warriors in Lv 8 True Spirit Realm in total!"

"Besides, more than 40 people are in Lv 7 True Spirit Realm," added Han Qianze grimly.

Su Mo stared at the battlefield far away, his mind racing. Then a smile tugged at his lips. "The stronger they are, the richer they would be. That's a fortune we can't miss, isn't it?"

There was no way Su Mo would leave. Even those in Lv 9 True Spirit Realm would not hold him back now.

Instead, he was more delighted than concerned about so many skilled fighters.

"What?" Han Qianze's jaw dropped.

"You... Su Mo, those men are beyond our skill."

Han Qianze's mouth twitched at Su Mo's recklessness.

A Lv 7 master wanted to turn against higher level warriors. Was he nuts?

Even if he was able to defeat a Lv 8 master somehow, it was impossible for him to beat all the Lv 8 masters there.

In Han Qianze's opinion, Su Mo could never defeat so many Lv 8 masters.

"Su Mo, we've to be realistic about our plan. Don't let greed dull your mind!"

Han Qianze hated Su Mo's arrogance but still didn't stop trying to talk some sense into him. Afterall, he had helped him before, and he did not want to see Su Mo perish there.

"Stop it. We'd better watch and wait for Wu Sheng and the other two before we take any action."

With that, Su Mo flew to the nearby woods.

"Er..."

Han Qianze hesitated. Honestly, he really wanted to leave that place as soon as he could. He did not want to die.

They seemed much safer hiding outside the city and waiting for Wu Sheng sounded acceptable.

He sighed at Su Mo's stubbornness and then followed him into the woods.

At the moment, the battle in the city had reached a fever pitch, and Cold-blood Hall was holding the upper hand.

The massive number of the masters from different domains could not make up their weakness compared to the Hall's.

The Cold-blood Hall had 10 Lv 8 masters, including Xue Yin, while the other side had only six.

The extra four Lv 8 masters had caused significant damage to those below their level.

More than 10 Lv 7 fighters worked together to fight these four men, but they failed. The fight did not last long before several Lv 7 fighters were killed.

Only those with a higher level had the ability to fight, and the weaker ones did not even dare to near the battle center in order to avoid getting hurt by the impact of the fighters' attack.

Ao Wushuang, Hong Qingtian, and his sister Hong Qingxuan were among them. They kept themselves far away from the battlefield. Due to their weakness, they had no choice but to stand by and look.

"Haha! Chu Yunfeng, that's what you are. Today will be your last day."

Everyone was staggered after turning to look at where the ruthless laughter came from.

Being hit by Xue Yin's palm, Chu Yunfeng was knocked back hundreds of meter away, spitting blood.

They had placed great hope on Chu Yunfeng, thinking that as long as Chu Yunfeng could beat Xue Yin, they would put an end to their disadvantage.

However, Chu Yunfeng failed, and doom would befall all of them soon.

"Die!"

"Blood Wheel Cut!"

With a thunderous roar, Xue Yin threw out two red wheels toward Chu Yunfeng.

The wheels cut through everything in their way with a power stronger than the one which killed Zhang Chao.

In a flash, the wheels drew near and were swung down at Chu Yunfeng.

"Oh no!"

Chu Yunfeng was frightened. He had just been badly wounded and was unlikely to block the strike with his current strength.

He would undoubtedly die as Zhang Chao did.

"Teal Lotus Shield!"

A female voice was heard as a white figure flew over. With a wave, she summoned petals that gathered and became a huge, beautiful Lotus.

The Lotus wrapped Chu Yunfeng completely.