606: Chapter 602 So many people, bullying a baby

Xuanyuan Jiu's figure appeared behind Qin Feng like a ghost. The powerful pressure of the Soul Transformation Stage instantly enveloped Qin Feng as he stared coldly at the swaddle in Qin Feng's arms, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

Qin Feng stopped and held Xuanyuan Yao tightly in his arms, his voice icy: "Elder Jiu, you have always had a reputation for benevolence in the Xuanyuan Family! Are you really going to help the villain and harm the young master?"

Behind Xuanyuan Jiu followed twenty Law Enforcement Disciples, each holding weapons, surrounding Qin Feng completely and leaving him no way to escape.

Xuanyuan Jiu stepped forward slowly, his eyes disdainful: "My benevolence is only for the Xuanyuan clansmen, not for traitors! Qin Feng, I know you dream of becoming a Xuanyuan clansman. As long as you are willing to hand over the baby, I can accept you as my Personal Disciple right now and bestow the name Xuanyuan upon you. Why throw away your life and future for a baby from a branch lineage?"

"Spare my life?" Qin Feng sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "Xuanyuan Jiu, who do you think I, Qin Feng, am? I have received great kindness from the Master. In this life, I only know loyalty. I will never betray the Master, let alone hand over the young master! You people who help the villain, following Xuanyuan Dachan to slaughter the innocent and bloodbath the branch lineage, will suffer divine retribution sooner or later!"

Xuanyuan Jiu's eyes turned slightly cold, his tone bone-chilling: "Stubborn! It seems you are determined to protect this baby." He paused, then added, "Think of your parents, your wife, and your children. Are you really going to let them die with you for an unrelated baby?"

At the mention of his Family, Qin Feng's eyes flickered with hesitation.

He had parents, a wife, and children; they were all in Xuanyuan Hong's branch lineage. He knew that Xuanyuan Dachan had bathed the branch lineage in blood, and his Family was likely... Thinking of this, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with grief, but that grief was soon replaced by determination.

"My Family has likely been murdered by Xuanyuan Dachan," Qin Feng's voice was hoarse and sorrowful. "Even if I hand over the young master, Xuanyuan Dachan won't spare me, let alone my Family. In that case, I might as well risk my life to protect the young master. Even in death, I can be worthy of the Master's entrustment and my Family!"

"Good! What a loyal Qin Feng!" Xuanyuan Jiu sneered, his eyes full of violence. "Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!!"

Although Qin Feng was only at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, his heart to protect his master outweighed all fear.

He suddenly spun around, shielding Xuanyuan Yao firmly behind his back. His right hand reached out, and the pitch-black Full Moon Scimitar on his back unsheathed at his command.

As the blade emerged, even the wind and snow seemed to be split apart. A cold saber light lit up the ice field like a waning moon.

"Seven Forms of Moon Severing!"

Qin Feng gave a low shout, the Spiritual Qi around him surging wildly. His cultivation at the Nascent Soul Late Stage erupted without reservation.

Saber light layered in his hands: one slash, two swirls, three horizontal, four breaks, five splits, six severs, seven joins. The seven forms of Saber Intent intertwined into a massive lunar disc. With overlapping saber shadows and back-swirling snow, it formed a seamless wall of blades in front of him.

Every strike poured in his entire life's cultivation—magnificent, resolute, and with an Aura that pierced the sky.

This was the strongest defense he could muster, and the final dignity of a loyal guard.

Xuanyuan Jiu stood in the wind and snow, his gaze indifferent as if looking at an ant.

Facing this magnificent saber formation capable of killing Cultivators of the same rank, he simply raised a finger.

"A mere grain of light dares to compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon."

With a light tap of his fingertip, an imperceptible golden light shot through the air.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no violent shockwave.

That golden light touched lightly and pierced straight through the layers of the saber curtain.

*Crack—*

The exquisitely magnificent saber formation shattered instantly, like glass punctured by a finger.

The Full Moon Scimitar in Qin Feng's hand snapped. Half the blade flew backward and plunged deep into the frozen earth.

He froze in place, a small but fatal bloody hole appearing in his chest.

*Pfft—*

A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Qin Feng's burly body was like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto the thick snow, splashing up a cloud of white.

Using his last ounce of strength, he still shielded Xuanyuan Yao tightly beneath him. His eyes glared at Xuanyuan Jiu, no longer able to stand.

The difference in Realm was like a celestial chasm.

The ultimate strike of a Nascent Soul Late Stage, poured with everything, was but a mere flick of a finger before a Soul Transformation Stage—an illusion easily crushed.

Qin Feng struggled to lift his head, looking at Xuanyuan Yao in his arms with eyes full of guilt. His voice was weak: "Young master... I'm sorry... I... I might not be able to protect you as you grow up... You must... live well..."

Xuanyuan Jiu stepped forward, looking down at Qin Feng with no pity in his eyes, only a cold smile.

He reached out, intending to snatch Xuanyuan Yao from Qin Feng's arms.

Seeing that hand about to touch the swaddle, Qin Feng's pupils constricted. From somewhere, a final burst of life force erupted. He roared and raised his arms, even though they were already dripping with blood, to block Xuanyuan Yao.

"Seeking death."

Xuanyuan Jiu's brow turned cold. With a flick of his wrist, a condensed beam of white light slashed out like a blade.

It was too fast to see its trajectory.

*Pfft—*

Two crisp sounds almost overlapped.

Both of Qin Feng's arms were severed at the wrists. Blood instantly gushed out, staining the white snow red.

"Ah—!!"

Intense pain surged straight into his Divine Soul. He could no longer hold on. His shrill scream stopped abruptly as he fell unconscious from the pain, his body slumping to the side, powerless to move.

Xuanyuan Jiu didn't even look at the tragic scene on the ground. He leaned over again, prepared to pick up Xuanyuan Yao from the pool of blood.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the swaddle—

The wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly froze.

"So many people bullying a baby and a loyal guard. Don't you feel ashamed?"

A cold and majestic voice echoed like thunder through the icy world, causing Xuanyuan Jiu's movements to stop instantly.

This voice carried a powerful pressure, as if coming from above the Nine Heavens, making one's whole body go cold.

Hearing this voice, the faces of Xuanyuan Jiu and the Law Enforcement Disciples around him instantly turned pale. They looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with shock and vigilance—they couldn't sense where the owner of the voice was at all, nor could they sense how powerful the owner of the voice was.

"Who is it? Stop playing tricks and come out!" Xuanyuan Jiu suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted sharply.

He was a powerhouse of the Soul Transformation Stage, a top existence even among the Seven Great Families of the Central State. Yet, facing this voice, he felt an unprecedented fear—a fear that went deep into his marrow, making his whole body tremble slightly.

As his words fell, the snow dancing in the sky suddenly stopped. Then, the white snow from all directions turned into crimson blood in an instant, surging in like a tide from all sides, instantly submerging the entire snowy ground.

"Ah—"

Seeing this, the Law Enforcement Disciples let out screams of terror. Their faces were full of fear as they tried to turn and run, but their bodies seemed fixed in place, unable to move.

The crimson blood instantly covered their bodies. They could clearly feel their bodies being corroded by the blood, melting away bit by bit. The pain was heart-wrenching and filled with despair.

In just a few moments, the twenty Law Enforcement Disciples were completely covered by the crimson blood. Their bodies instantly turned into pools of bloody pulp, merging into the snow. Not even their Divine Souls had time to escape before they completely dissipated from the world.