Chapter 29: Battle on a Snowy Night

  As the night wore on, even the most frantic people rested, after all, this was just a temporary stop for them, not their final destination. Ordinary people usually continued on their journey at dawn the next day. There was a road in the village that stretched very far, thousands of miles away, but it led directly to the nearest county - Tai'an County.

  Zhu Yongfeng still hasn't returned, having gone wild for a night. Ziwei has woken up because outside his window, several dark shadows are flashing by quickly. He puts on his clothes and quietly enters Feiyan's room, where he leaves a kiss on her forehead before turning around and leaving. At the same time, Zhao Cheng and Feiyan appear in the great hall together. The two of them look at each other without speaking.

  The night of Qiaomu Village was still as white, the snowflakes that had never stopped falling were still drifting down, Ziwei stood between heaven and earth, his coarse grayish-white clothes not standing out, two figures just behind him at a short distance, closely following in the distance.

  Zi Wei let out a cold laugh, took a light drink, and with a burst of colorful lights in front of her, transformed into a dragon. With a long whistle, she flew straight towards the forest, two figures quickly following after her, stirring up many people who were awakened from their sleep.

  In the forest, Zi Wei stood on top of a giant tree that pierced the sky. From afar, two figures gradually became clear - one red and one white. The two people were vastly different, yet both wore masks, but it was unknown why they had come together.

  Zi Wei said: I'm just an ordinary person, what's the benefit of you guys chasing and killing me?

  The man in red sneered: Are you an ordinary person? Then we are all not human. Don't pretend with me. Since I can find you, I must know your secrets.

  Zi Wei burst out laughing and said: "You've only just come out for a short while, yet you're already encountering all sorts of dangers. I have no idea how you paparazzi manage to find me."

  The man in red said: "Ziwei young master, since my superiors gave me this order, they must have given me something to track you down. Do you think that just by changing your appearance, others won't be able to recognize you?"

  Zi Wei's heart skipped a beat, he had underestimated the disguise technique.

  The man in red continued: The superior's order is for us to bring your head back with us, so you can only go die.

  Ziwei burst out laughing: So, the Rong family thinks they can send someone to kill me? Are you overestimating your own strength or underestimating ours? You clearly know my identity, yet you still sent two people of the same level as me to assassinate me? What a joke.

  The man in red turned pale, then green. He knew that coming to kill someone of this level was the greatest difficulty. But there was no way out, it was an order from above, and he had to obey.

  The red-clothed man paid no attention to the others, letting out a loud roar as he raised his knife and charged at Zi Wei. The blade of the knife was shrouded in a faint flame that caught everyone's eye.

  Zi Wei sidestepped and said: You are the assassination organization Red Clothes Society under Zhu Rong's command, and that white-clothed person should be from the Phantom Wandering Sect.

  Since you all know, then come and accept your fate.

  The man in red rushed straight towards Zǐ Wēi, while the white-clothed person stepped on the Eight Trigrams Heavenly Overturn and unleashed the majestic aura of the Heavenly Overturn, its might pressing down directly onto Zǐ Wēi.

  As a congenital late-stage cultivator, Zi Wei was no match for the two men in a fierce battle. After clashing swords with the red-robed man for a moment, she suddenly slapped a Soul-Sealing Symbol onto the white-robed man's Hao Ran's aura. This pure and unadulterated Hao Ran's aura could not be resisted by any spell or technique, and even those of the same level as her had no way to withstand it. This was also why Xuan You City, despite being a nation that disliked war, was able to maintain its existence as an imperial city.

  Ziwei learned this Soul Seal technique when he was in the Royal Reading Room, where he also picked up many other strange moves. He would often doodle these characters during his free time and kept them on himself.

  He knew he couldn't afford a war of attrition here and had to end it quickly in order to better deal with the next one. Otherwise, the only one who would die was himself.

  In a distant place, Zhao Cheng and Fei Yan have been looking over here. Fei Yan has always wanted to come up and help, but Zhao Cheng never allowed it.

  Ziwei recognized the man in red because he was a subordinate of Zhu Rong City, and Tian Xing had always regarded Zhu Rong as an enemy. This is because every thousand years, Zhu Rong would cause trouble for Tian Xing, which means that almost every city master would have to fight with Zhu Rong City. The people of Zhu Rong City, who were born close to the fire element, had a good war in their bones. However, he wouldn't easily take action like Xiao Yao City, and only showed hostility towards Tian Xing City.

  Ziwei raised her great sword and slashed fiercely at the red-clothed man, who also did the same, and the two clashed head-on once again.

  With a loud roar: Little Tiger is out.

  Suddenly, the miniature White Stripe Tiger that had been following Ziwei from behind suddenly grew larger, and a huge creature appeared in front of the two, startling them.

  However, Zi Wei was not going to let go of this opportunity, and with a swift motion, she flung out her large knife, using it as a flying dagger. The red-clothed man had no time to dodge, and could only sidestep the fatal blow, but his left arm was gone in an instant.

  Blood suddenly sprayed out, the left arm was swung far away, and Xiao Hu caught it from below, opening his bloody mouth to swallow it directly. The red-clothed man let out a loud, mournful cry, his severed arm causing him immense pain.

  Zi Wei didn't care about these things and shouted loudly: Xiao Hu, capture the man in white. Let me slowly torture this thing that doesn't know how to die.

  At this time, the man in white was also a bit annoyed, actually letting himself be on par with a beast, but after truly seeing Bai Hentu's strength, he could only shut his mouth.

  The man in red yelled: "Damn thing, you actually hurt me, go die for me!"

  Blood sacrifice. Protection of the Fire God, Possession of the Fire God.

  They were doomed from the moment they came out to perform their tasks. Even if they completed their tasks, they would still die. So, basically, they quickly ran out of tricks.

  A hundred feet of flames illuminated the sky, burning half of it red, causing many people who had just been awakened to exclaim in surprise. This was the exclusive secret technique of the Zhu Rong family, and no one knew why it was being used here or for what purpose.

  Zi Wei let out a cold hum, I'm also too lazy to engage in a back-and-forth hard fight with you, we'll both end this quickly and decisively. Bring out your strongest power, let's see if the Tian Xing's "Purple Canon" is stronger or if it's your Zhu Rong City's "Fire God Technique".

  The descent of the gods, the great way attaches itself to the body.

  A beam of light descended from the sky and directly imprinted itself on Ziwie's entire body, a suit of armor made of light was worn on Ziwie's body, and the large knife in his hand emitted a dazzling white glow.

  An old man from the village exclaimed: Isn't that the sacred light of the Royal Purple Canon? Why did it appear together with people from Zhu Rong City, let's go and see. A group of people rushed over quickly.

  That white-clothed person secretly sighed: The legendary physique is indeed different, the cultivation degree of the three great classics is roughly the same, but, this move by Zi Wei, has clearly already surpassed the boundaries of Innate.

  The Red-clothed Man wouldn't know, would he? His heart was filled with an unbearable sense of regret. However, the Blood Sacrifice had already been made, and what was now burning within him was his very essence. Once his essence was exhausted, he would vanish from the world, leaving not even a soul to be reincarnated.

  The Red Clothed Man roared: Fire God's Power - Heavenly Fire Burns the Plains.

  In an instant, a thousand feet of flames rose into the air, melting all the snow that had accumulated over the years in an instant. The thousand-foot flames burned a large hole in the forest and directly covered Ziwei.

  Zi Wei shouted loudly: You bastards, you actually burned my family's wealth, you're looking for death.

  Hunyuan Force - Annihilation.

  Four ten-zhang-long Heaven-Splitting Sword Qi burst out from four directions, forcing the red-clothed man into a dead end. The red-clothed man wanted to recall the Fire Cloud to use as cover, but it was already too late. The four sword qi cut the city into countless fragments, and his own Fire Cloud was burned clean in an instant.

  And the man in white was distracted for a moment and swallowed by the White-striped Tiger.

  Zi Wei burst out laughing and said: You little rascal, your strength isn't bad at all.

  The white-striped tiger let out a few angry roars towards the purple vine, expressing its discontent with that term.

  In the distance, a figure flashed by, and Zi Wei quickly took Bai Wenhutu and Miao'er away from the battlefield.

  Back at the residence, Yan Er was still sleeping, and the battle earlier did not wake her up. Zi Wei returned to her room, but Zhu Yongfeng had yet to return. Before long, Zi Wei fell asleep as well, and Bai Tui Hu started snoring. Only the cat stood on the balcony, quietly gazing out at the sky, lost in thought.

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