Chapter 157: Everyone But You Can Leave
Feng Fan, who had been observing Hou Mengyao, instinctively read his thoughts. When he overheard the system mentioning a mission to kill the anomaly, which he quickly realized was referring to him, his heart nearly stopped.
"What?! This guy has a system, and it wants to kill me?!" He thought, his face twisting in shock and panic. 'As if our situation wasn't already bad enough!'
Hou Mengyao's face lit up with pure delight. 'This—this kind of reward... If I can claim it, I, Hou Mengyao, will be invincible under the heavens!"
He didn't fully understand what a Supreme-grade cultivation technique was, but he knew it had to be something beyond extraordinary.
Since the next level after Heavenly grade was Immortal grade, he was certain this technique would surpass even that. The thought alone filled him with boundless excitement.
Hou Mengyao didn't care who the target was. Whether it was a fellow disciple from the Heavenly Sword Sect or an enemy from another sect, he would carry out the mission without hesitation.
He locked his gaze on Feng Fan, his eyes like a lion's staring at its prey. The intensity of his stare sent a chill down Feng Fan's spine.
'I'm doomed!' Feng Fan thought, panic rising in his chest.
Hou Mengyao swung his sword again, and an ethereal figure appeared behind him, an immortal with a cold, emotionless expression, holding a sword of its own. In perfect sync, the immortal mirrored Hou Mengyao's movements.
"Cutting Heaven and Earth!" Hou Mengyao shouted.
A devastating strike, infused with sword intent and spiritual qi, shot toward Feng Fan.
Feng Fan's heart raced as the blow approached. His expression hardened, and he quickly channeled spiritual qi into his arms, positioning them in front of him to block the incoming attack.
"Fanfan!"
Xue Qiang, the closest to him, saw the deadly strike aimed at him and acted without hesitation. With a jump, she placed herself in front of Feng Fan, her spear raised to intercept the blow.
Feng Fan's heart warmed at her selfless act, but his worry only deepened.
"Qinqin, move!" He shouted urgently.
Xue Qiang didn't listen to him. Her grip on the spear tightened, her resolve unshakeable.
"Hellfire Thrust!" She shouted as flames erupted around her spear.
With all her might, she thrust forward, aiming to intercept the deadly sword strike. Her intent was clear, but she didn't have the strength to stop it.
Hou Mengyao's strike cut through her flames and spear, leaving deep gashes along her arms and sending her flying backward.
"Qinqin!" Feng Fan shouted in alarm, his heart sinking as he saw the deep cuts covering her body.
"Ha, what a pathetic attempt. Weaklings should just bow to me," Hou Mengyao said, a smug grin on his face.
"Hou Mengyao! I'll kill you!" Feng Fan shouted, his teeth gritted in fury.
Feng Fan pushed his cultivation technique to its limit, his fists clenched tightly as he charged toward Hou Mengyao, who hovered just above the air near the white orb.
The white orb remained completely unscathed despite the violent fighting taking place. Each time an attack approached it, a barrier of spiritual qi appeared, protecting it from harm.
"Fan'er!"
"Feng Fan!"
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Qian Xiaoli and Huang Xue shouted in unison, their faces filled with concern. They were stronger than Feng Fan, but they knew they stood no chance against Hou Mengyao.
It was suicide to take him on like this.
Determined not to let Feng Fan face Hou Mengyao alone, they filled their weapons with spiritual qi and followed him, ready to stand by his side.
"Hmph, useless!" Hou Mengyao scoffed, channeling his sword intent as he swung his blade forward.
Before Feng Fan could close the gap, the overwhelming sword intent slammed into him like a freight train, leaving deeper gashes across his body and sending him flying backward once again.
Huang Xue and Qian Xiaoli fared a little better. They managed to steady themselves and push forward toward Hou Mengyao.
"Heavenly Dragon Slash!"
"Moonlit Frost Flash!"
A mighty dragon materialized behind Huang Xue, while a glowing moon appeared behind Qian Xiaoli as they pressed on.
As their attacks came at him, Hou Mengyao simply smiled with confidence. "Let me deal with both of you and this annoying fog."
"Wind Slash!"
Hou Mengyao swung his sword, unleashing a fierce gust of wind around him. The powerful air blast not only sent Qian Xiaoli and Huang Xue flying backward but also swept the fog away.
Unlike in Cloudveil City, where Feng Fan had trapped the fog inside a barrier array, there was no such thing here. Without anything to contain it, Hou Mengyao easily dispersed the fog with a strong enough air current.
Tan Wei, Gong Long, and Cao Zhu noticed the fog dissipating, and their expressions darkened. The only reason they had managed to hold on so far was because of the cover it provided.
Without it, they would stand no chance against the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.
"Oh, so it's you. Feng Fan!" Hou Mengyao finally recognized the person the system wanted him to eliminate. He realized Feng Fan was the one his Sect Master had ordered him to kill.
"Who would have thought even the heavens want you dead? Looks like your death will be for the greater good! Hahaha!" Hou Mengyao laughed loudly.
"Fan'er, we have to retreat. We can't handle him," said Qian Xiaoli, her voice urgent.
Though she and Huang Xue were still capable of fighting, she knew it would be pointless against Hou Mengyao. Besides, Xue Qiang wasn't in good shape.
Feng Fan nodded. "Qian Xiaoli, take Xue Qiang and get out of here. Retreat!"
At his command, everyone began to fall back toward the forest, but would Hou Mengyao let them go so easily?
"Everyone but you can leave, Feng Fan!"
Hou Mengyao's gaze locked onto Feng Fan, his voice cold. He would never allow such a fat sheep to escape. Killing Feng Fan would be his ticket to soaring through the heavens!