CHAPTER 1375: CHAPTER 1375 IDENTITY REVEALED

The most grief-stricken person in the field was none other than Liuu Zonghui.

His son, whether in talent or cultivation level, was the best in the Liuu Family and also the chosen successor to the family clan leader.

But now, his son’s body had been occupied by someone.

With a face full of despair, he raised his sword and shouted, "Bastard, give me back my son’s body!"

The sword in Liuu Zonghui’s hand flashed as his body streaked a red light toward Zhang Yuheng with a piercing strike.

Liuu Yichen cried out, "Father, calm down!"

He knew Liuu Zonghui was no match for Zhang Yuheng and hurriedly followed behind, quickly deploying Kunlun Sect’s Wuji Yellow Banner to shield his father from the front.

"Ignorant ants!"

Zhang Yuheng struck, slashing down with a sword carrying the force of a tsunami, crashing down impressively.

Sword Qi spanning thousands of feet could suppress the void.

The Earth Elemental Barrier gathered on the Wuji Yellow Banner was not as heavy in the air as on the ground, with a swoosh, it was completely torn apart by the Sword Qi.

In a flash, the Sword Qi sliced through Liuu Zonghui’s body.

He was a Golden Core Realm merchant, how could he be a match for Zhang Yuheng?

With a single sword strike, the man was split in two.

Sword Qi shot across his entire body, exploding into a blood mist, leaving only one Golden Core escaping.

Liuu Yichen’s Nascent Soul was bursting with rage, he roared, "Father!"

He swung his hand, using the Wuji Yellow Banner to wrap his father’s Golden Core, swiftly retrieving it, escaping from Zhang Yuheng’s Sword Qi.

This Golden Core bore his father’s spiritual imprint; though it hadn’t yet awakened intelligence, it nonetheless held a trace of his father’s essence.

If reincarnated, there was hope for his father to awaken.

Liuu Yichen felt on the verge of collapse, hating himself for being useless, causing the Liuu Family to suffer this disaster.

Yi Zhongcheng watched with relish, greatly admiring Zhang Hengyu.

He believed this man was merciless and ruthless, a perfect candidate for manipulation.

Zhang Hengyu’s gaze swept around, coldly laughing, "A bunch of ants, no one will escape today."

He swept his sword horizontally, with Sword Qi enveloping the sky, unleashing the pressure of the Soul Ascension Stage toward the lower ground.

Chu Feng and the three others faced him, urging Ji Wanrong and the others to retreat immediately.

Zhang Hengyu had already awakened to the Soul Ascension Stage cultivation level due to this physical body but could not awaken further.

After all, it wasn’t his own body; if his spiritual power awakened too high, the physical body couldn’t endure and would explode.

Nonetheless, at the Soul Ascension Stage, he was still capable of suppressing everyone present.

Da Heiniu swung an iron pestle while soaring, roaring, "Bastard, dare harm my brothers, I’ll smash you to death!"

His bull-headed nature led him to charge forth even after Chu Feng told him to protect Ji Wanrong.

Three men and one bull encircled Zhang Hengyu in battle.

On Purple Spirit Mountain, they fought all afternoon, flattening the surrounding mountains into a plain.

In the end, Zhang Hengyu prevailed, sweeping with his sword, heaving with the force of a tsunami, hurling the three men and one bull away.

There was no alternative—the cultivation realms were different.

Though the three men and one bull had self-preservation abilities, they couldn’t kill Zhang Hengyu.

The ground churned with smoke and dust as Chu Feng and the three men, along with Da Heiniu, crashed onto the ground, smashing several grand halls into ruins.

They coughed up blood, but quickly leaped up to shield Ji Wanrong and the rest.

Zhang Hengyu coldly shouted, "Ants, to have sparred with me thousands of moves, it’s your fortune!"

Brandishing the Yunmeng Sword once more, he summoned the Fury of Thunder, gathering countless dark clouds in the sky.

Yi Zhongcheng watched in utter fear, quickly begging for mercy, "Daoist, let’s speak reasonably, we can cooperate!"

Zhang Hengyu furrowed his brow, indeed seeing a glimpse of compromise, refraining from engulfing Yi Zhongcheng in thunder.

With a sword strike, Sword Qi wrapped with thunderous light cascaded downwards, echoing a wild roar that filled the heavens, "Those who submit shall flourish, those who resist shall perish!"

"Madman!"

The faces of Chu Feng and his group changed, hurriedly stirring Heavenly Earth Force to brace for the wrath of the thunder.

The rumbling thunder hadn’t yet arrived, but there was already a hot, sharp atmosphere of impending danger in the air.

Ji Wanyu swiftly deployed the Yu Emperor Cauldron, shielding her and her sister beneath.

With skirts fluttering and hair tousled under the thunder, they faced the oncoming assault.

"Engage the enemy!"

The disciples of the Liuu Family also began deploying their magical treasures, like lotus leaves in the wind, bracing for the overwhelming strike.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels softened at the knees, already crushed under the immense divine power, collapsing, one after another, to the ground.

Roar!

Suddenly, from the sky, a dragon’s roar resounded.

An Azure Dragon appeared amidst the dark clouds, slicing through the firmament with its legs and feet, conjuring a storm that cleared the clouds.

Zhang Hengyu’s eyes grew colder, realizing there were experts here.

Two men and a woman descended from the sky, adorned in gray robes and feathered crowns, exuding extraordinary aura.

"Quite a scene!"

Lin Shanshan looked at the surrounding ruins, exclaiming in surprise.

The men beside her could only be Long Fei and Wang Xun.

Seeing his fourth brother and Long Fei arrive, Wang Jie excitedly coughed blood, crying out, "Fourth brother, Brother Long!"

The others lit up with relief, breathing easier.

Especially Ji Wanrong, her face flushed, heart racing, she felt no matter the size of the problem, as long as Long Fei was there, there would be no trouble.

Chu Feng briefly recounted the event’s details to Long Fei.

Long Fei stared at Zhang Hengyu in mid-air, feeling his gaze somewhat familiar.

Zhang Hengyu glared back, teeth grinding, cursing, "It’s you? Long Fei, you scoundrel!"

His impression of Chu Feng was faint, but his hatred toward Long Fei was deep-rooted.

"Who are you?"

Long Fei speculated inwardly.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not expecting these two to know each other?

A sudden call rang out, "Brother Long!"

A young woman jumped out, her face full of excitement as she hid behind Long Fei like a rabbit.

Seeing her, Chu Feng yelled in surprise, "Miss Shuixiu?"

Long Fei was also taken aback, not expecting to see this girl here.

A woman stood beneath Zhang Hengyu, shouting at Shuixiu, "Shuixiu, what are you doing? You’re befriending a thief, do you still regard Penglai Island?"

She was Jin Yue, who along with Shuixiu had been captured by Zhang Hengyu.

But her heart had been conquered by Zhang Hengyu’s dominance; even though Zhang Hengyu possessed her big brother Jin Yang’s body later shattered by Long Fei.

She only hated Long Fei, while her admiration for Zhang Hengyu grew stronger.

Upon seeing Shuixiu, Chu Feng instantly understood.

He cursed at Zhang Hengyu, "I wondered who it was, turns out it’s Zhang Family’s old bastard, you actually came to the Secret Realm?"

Zhang Hengyu’s face twitched, pointing at Chu Feng, shouting, "Youngster, dare to be so rude to me. In the past, I couldn’t kill you on the sea, but to have such a foundation in the Secret Realm, truly you’ve grown!"

He hadn’t expected Long Fei and Chu Feng to have such standing in the Secret Realm, mingling even with the princess.

Long Fei’s expression remained tense, recognizing this South Profound Senior’s uncommon abilities.

He was of Earth Immortal cultivation, reincarnated to train anew.

Originally progressing steadily, but Long Fei disrupted his cultivation, causing even the physical body to be not his own.

When enemies meet, there are no words.

Long Fei wielded the Black Iron Staff, stepping forward to face Zhang Hengyu, stating, "Since we’ve met, let’s fight! I’ve killed you twice, and can kill you a third time."

Bringing up old affairs, Zhang Hengyu cursed in rage, "Brat, you took advantage in the human realm, disrupting my cultivation, yet you dare bring it up? Come forth, today I shall skin you alive, tear your muscles, and pulverize your body!"

He horizontalized his longsword, directly pointing it at Long Fei.

The killing intent emanating from him stirred a storm of threat below.