27: Chapter 27: If I say I want you dead, then you will die.

Bai Chuanzhi thought that there was a high probability that Zhao Yi had gone mad.

Although both Zhao Yi and he were at the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, how could a newly advanced Foundation Establishment Mid-stage Cultivator be the same as one who had been cultivating for over a hundred years?

Not to mention, there were over forty Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivators in this branch mine cave right now.

These Cultivators were well-practiced in coordination; let alone a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, they could even surround and kill a Late Foundation Establishment Stage expert.

Zhao Yi did not waste any words. Carrying his hoe, he appeared before Bai Chuanzhi in a single step.

"Die!"

"Bang!" The hoe collided with the large blade in Bai Chuanzhi's hand.

Zhao Yi remained completely unmoved, while Bai Chuanzhi was smashed back several steps.

"This is impossible? How long has it been since you achieved your Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage?"

"Your strength is actually greater than mine?"

"Attack him together!"

Bai Chuanzhi roared angrily.

Spells could not be used in the mine cave, but ordinary Formations and battle arrays were still viable.

These Cultivators following Bai Chuanzhi mostly had ferocious expressions, clearly ruthless people. Who knew how many killings they had committed in the mine cave.

Watching the Cultivators gathering in small groups, Zhao Yi knew he could not let them form a battle array.

He silently put away his hoe and blocked Zhou Muyu, who was about to make a move.

He said calmly, "I once cultivated at the Anning Academy for thirty years. Although my cultivation was low, I traveled through the Scripture Pavilion and the Cultivation Technique Hall, and by chance, I obtained a fist technique."

"It is called..."

"Burning Star Burst Fist."

"I invite you all to critique it!"

Before the words had even faded, the true essence within Zhao Yi's body began to circulate in a strange way.

"Boom!"

Specks of starlight appeared on Zhao Yi's fists. When he clenched them and struck them together, there was a sound like a thunderclap.

"Playing god, attack!"

The Cultivators surrounding Zhao Yi raised their blades, spears, swords, and halberds as they closed in.

"Take this!"

Zhao Yi brandished his glowing, star-speckled fists and smashed them toward a Cultivator holding a blade.

That Cultivator was not afraid at all; he even grinned hideously as he raised his blade to hack at Zhao Yi's fist.

Snap.

The fist and blade met, and the blade shattered into pieces. Zhao Yi's fist did not lose its momentum and smashed into the Cultivator's chest, directly smashing him into a mist of blood.

"Gulp!"

This was Zhou Muyu behind Zhao Yi swallowing hard. Was this still the Zhao Yi he knew—the one who couldn't even take out ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?

Having succeeded in one strike, Zhao Yi did not stop. With Collapse Step combined with Burning Star Burst Fist, anyone who got close to Zhao Yi would undoubtedly die!

After killing seven or eight Cultivators in succession, the group of Cultivators became afraid. Abandoning Bai Chuanzhi, they wanted to flee.

"Hehehe..."

"If I say you die, you die."

"If even one of you can escape today, then I lose!"

His figure flickered, and Zhao Yi blocked the exit of the branch mine cave.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, do you truly want to fight to the death?" one of the Cultivators asked.

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"It is not that I want to fight to the death, it is that you are courting death."

"When you killed them, you should have realized that one day you would be killed yourselves..."

Zhao Yi pointed at the corpses lying on the ground. Among them, several female Cultivators were barely covered, clearly having been tortured before their deaths.

"Those who kill others must have the awareness that they will be killed. What do you say?"

Seeing that Zhao Yi was serious, the group of Cultivators became anxious.

"We have many people; he cannot stop us all by himself."

"Hmph!"

"Burning Star Burst Fist!"

Zhao Yi, who was guarding the branch mine cave exit, suddenly erupted. This punch was not aimed at anyone, but at the rocks above the cave entrance.

Rumble~

A large amount of rocks fell, blocking the mine cave entrance.

"You really are mad, damn it, what do these dead Cultivators have to do with you?"

"Why do you want to fight us to the death?"

Zhao Yi did not reply, only continuing to brandish his fists.

A short while later, only Zhou Muyu, Bai Chuanzhi, and Zhao Yi were left in the branch mine cave.

"Good, good~"

"Well killed!"

"I killed Fellow Daoist Zhou's subordinates, and now Fellow Daoist Zhao has killed my subordinates."

"Their Spirit Stones will belong to us; let the three of us split them equally."

Bai Chuanzhi clapped his hands, as if the Cultivators Zhao Yi had killed had nothing to do with him.

"Holy shit!"

"I have never seen someone as shameless as you. No wonder you didn't make a move, just watching as I beat your subordinates to death."

Zhao Yi really had to look at Bai Chuanzhi in a new light.

Bai Chuanzhi smiled.

"So, Fellow Daoist Zhao agrees, then?"

"Dream on!"

Before Zhao Yi could refuse, Zhou Muyu spoke up.

"I have always heard that people from the Bai family are all heartless and wolf-hearted wretches. Seeing it today, I realize that you have insulted the very concept of being heartless and wolf-hearted."

"Such deranged things, Fellow Daoist Zhao and I cannot do."

"Junior Brother Zhao, what do you say?"

Zhao Yi did not speak, only clenching his fists, on which specks of starlight appeared.

"Damn it, I said it, you are all going to die. That 'you' also includes you, Bai Chuanzhi."

"I, Zhao Yi, keep my word. Today, you must die!"

Bai Chuanzhi...

"Do you hear what you are saying?"

"With so many Spirit Stones not being split, you want to divide life and death with me?"

"I am also at the Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, and my surname is Bai. If we really fight, who lives and who dies is not yet certain, right?"

"Bang!"

Zhao Yi suddenly erupted, striking Bai Chuanzhi in the chest with a punch, sending him flying dozens of meters, where he slammed heavily into the opposite mine wall.

"You talk too much."

"Damn it, you little thief, you have no martial virtue, actually launching a sneak attack."

Stuck in the rocks, Bai Chuanzhi cursed.

"A Protective Talisman?"

Zhao Yi was quite confident in his Burning Star Burst Fist; an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator absolutely could not withstand a single punch. Indeed, as Bai Chuanzhi struggled down from the rocks, his body was enveloped in a faint yellow light.

"The Protective Talisman has a limited duration; wear him out."

Zhou Muyu transmitted his voice to Zhao Yi, but Zhao Yi did not agree with Zhou Muyu's method. The protection time of a Protective Talisman varied; long ones could last four or five days.

How could Zhao Yi have so much time to waste here?

Therefore, he chose the most violent method: smash it.

"Burning Star Burst Fist!"

Watching Zhao Yi charge up, Bai Chuanzhi grinned and said, "It's useless."

Zhou Muyu was also anxious. He did not know why Zhao Yi was doing useless work, but since Zhao Yi had already started fighting, he could only follow.

"Hehe~"

"Keep hitting, keep hitting. When you are exhausted, that will be the time of your death!"

Three inches above Bai Chuanzhi's head floated a yellow talisman. On it were drawn mysterious cloud patterns, emitting a faint yellow light that enveloped Bai Chuanzhi.

Zhao Yi's Burning Star Burst Fist hit the yellow light, sounding like it was hitting a wall, making bang, bang sounds.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

As his true essence circulated, Zhao Yi swung his fists continuously.

Bai Chuanzhi formed seals with both hands, focusing only on injecting true essence into the Protective Talisman.

"Hmph!"

"As long as my true essence is endless, the Protective Talisman will not break. Junior, can your cultivation be as profound as mine?"

Zhao Yi couldn't be bothered to reply to him, only continuing to hammer him with the Burning Star Burst Fist. On the other side, Zhou Muyu was also attacking simultaneously.

Half a day later, the expression of Bai Chuanzhi inside the Protective Talisman changed slightly, because Zhao Yi's cultivation exceeded his expectations.

Looking at the mine cave, Bai Chuanzhi's eyes darted around; he wanted to run~

A few breaths later, he made a decision.

"Little thief!"

"Heaven-Shattering Thunder!"

Hearing these three words, Zhou Muyu covered his head and lay down. Zhao Yi was also stunned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Chuanzhi charged toward the branch mine cave exit while keeping the Protective Talisman up.

"Explode for me!"

With a boom, smoke rose everywhere at the branch mine cave exit. Zhao Yi hurried forward, but where was there still any sign of Bai Chuanzhi?

"He ran away?"