28: The day after tomorrow, all of them will be killed

Chen Cuo opened his eyes, a bright light flickering within them, revealing a chilling coldness. His right hand merely swept across his waist for an instant, and a short blade abruptly appeared in his grasp.

He lightly swung it, and a saber light emerged, soaring through the air, sharp and despairing, filled with an incomparable beauty. The overflowing sharpness almost materialized, cutting through everything, making the entire world seem to shatter.

Hong Tu covered his face and wept, blinded by the dazzling saber light, a stream of clear tears flowing down: "Saber Aura formed by nature? How can there be such a Prodigy in this world?"

Amidst his exclamations, the saber light had already swept past the person who had launched the sneak attack. Before the person could even react, he was cut in half, his flesh and blood tearing apart and turning into minced meat, constantly bleeding.

"This, Yang Wuji is dead?" Li Shun's eyes widened, completely incredulous, falling into a frenzy. He couldn't believe that a situation that was originally completely in their favor had been turned around in an instant by Chen Cuo's single strike.

Yang Wuji was said to have been specially invited to kill Chen Cuo, but in reality, his main target was the Old Master. Just now, when Fan Wufeng was caught in a dangerous situation by Chen Cuo, Yang Wuji, who had been lurking in the crowd, seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, aiming to achieve success in one fell swoop.

Who would have thought that Chen Cuo seemed to have been prepared, just waiting for Yang Wuji to make his move? The moment Yang Wuji revealed himself, Chen Cuo used the Badao Technique, instantly slaying him.

Who could have imagined that Yang Wuji, known for his Red Sun Palm, which specialized in breaking external hard Cultivation Technique, couldn't even withstand a single strike and died so ignominiously at Chen Cuo's hands?

It turned out that after Chen Cuo was poisoned by touching the Soft Hedgehog Armor, he realized that the North Dipper Gang had made full preparations specifically to target him today. Thus, he decided to feign severe injury to draw out their hidden moves.

Relying on his talent for basic herbal knowledge, which allowed him to recognize the spiritual properties of many medicines, Chen Cuo felt the pain in his palm and identified the poison he had been struck with as a rare and exotic poison in the Jianghu, named Black Frost Poison.

With his innate ability, he had previously concocted an antidote pill, which he always carried with him, capable of neutralizing almost all common poisons in the Jianghu.

Although Black Frost Poison was rare, the antidote pill just happened to be effective against it, though it would still take some time to circulate his Qi and heal the poison.

Moreover, his injuries were not severe. The combined skin-refining effects of several Cultivation Techniques, along with the damage reduction from his "Iron Garment" talent, meant that although the Soft Hedgehog Armor had pierced his palm, it had only penetrated the outer layer of skin and had not reached deep enough to injure the bones.

It was a perfect opportunity to fish, and as expected, Yang Wuji took the bait and was killed by Chen Cuo.

In fact, the Old Master was in a critical situation just now. If Yang Wuji's sneak attack had succeeded with his Red Sun Palm power, the Old Master would likely have been severely injured and in mortal danger.

Before the two could react, Chen Cuo struck again. The Chain Blade shot out, its blade instantly piercing through a black-clad man. The man's corpse was caught by the Chain Blade, and Chen Cuo, with immense strength, swung it like a meteor hammer.

Wielding this "Meteor Human Hammer," powerful attacks whistled through the air. Even if the attacking black-clad men possessed extraordinary lightness Cultivation Technique, what did it matter in the face of Chen Cuo's Major Achievement in "Shadow Shifting"?

Anyone who collided with Chen Cuo's Chain Blade was instantly smashed to pieces by the immense force.

Chen Cuo forced back most of the black-clad men, and Fan Wufeng also seized the opportunity to exert his strength, unleashing palm after palm, like a towering mountain, heavy and powerful, directed at Hong Tu.

Between Hong Tu and Li Shun, Hong Tu was clearly weaker. Every one of Fan Wufeng's palms was incredibly heavy, making him vomit blood. His Overlord Spear had been broken by Chen Cuo some time ago, and now he had no suitable weapon, using an ordinary iron spear. But with the meticulously crafted iron claws on Fan Wufeng's hands, he was utterly powerless to parry, sinking deeper into the net with every step.

Finally, after he exposed an opening, Fan Wufeng crushed his throat with a palm strike, killing him.

Li Shun had wanted to turn back and help, but Ding Xiang and the other two wouldn't allow him to interfere with the battle between the Old Master and Chen Cuo. The three of them fought with all their might to keep him entangled.

Chen Cuo ignored both sides; he focused solely on clearing out the small fry. The Chain Blade danced, slashing like a long whip, and the North Dipper Gang's black-clad dead soldiers fell one by one under his hands.

Outside the courtyard, Ge Feng had originally been smug about ambushing Chen Cuo. Moreover, he had seen Yang Wuji seize the opportunity to sneak attack Fan Wufeng, on the verge of success. This battle was about to be a great victory, and he would have rendered great service. Upon returning to the North Dipper Gang, he might even be able to become a high-ranking member of the North Dipper Gang.

Before he could rejoice for long, he saw Chen Cuo display his Divine Might. Yang Wuji was slain by his single strike, the attacker becoming the attacked, losing his life.

Seeing that Hong Tu had also been killed, and the tide had turned, Ge Feng lost all his fighting spirit. Dragging his heavy body, he quickly fled.

But Chen Cuo would not let him go. Chen Cuo's figure moved swiftly, leaving countless dazzling afterimages in his wake. The Chain Blade swung, bringing with it whistling winds, and a cold light flashed. Ge Feng's head separated from his body, his eyes wide open, radiating intense unwillingness.

Chen Cuo had his eyes on him, of course, because of the Soft Hedgehog Armor he was wearing. It could pierce through his palms, which had been strengthened by multiple Cultivation Techniques, showing the extraordinary quality of this armor. Chen Cuo naturally wouldn't let go of such a good item.

After killing Hong Tu, Fan Wufeng turned around and, along with the three youngsters, encircled Li Shun. The black-clad men, blocked by Chen Cuo, were mostly dead, and the remaining ones were terrified, fleeing quickly.

Now, only Li Shun was left, barely clinging to life. His mind was on the verge of collapse, and he was just desperately holding on, gripping the twin hooks in his hands. He asked fiercely, "Is the Vajra Sect truly going to tear off all pretense with the North Dipper Gang? Aren't you afraid of our Gang Leader...?"

"Hmph, your Gang Leader, let him survive today before he speaks!" The Old Master didn't let him finish speaking before resuming his offensive, giving him no breathing room.

Just then, a massive roaring sound, like a rolling boulder, echoed through Wei City's night sky. A sharp, piercing screech, like an air-raid siren from a past life, drew attention.

Li Shun's face instantly changed drastically. He quickly and softly said, "This is an Acquired Martial Artist fighting."

Chen Cuo, seeing this, had a guess: Shi Potian had launched a full-scale war against the North Dipper Gang and was currently fighting the North Dipper Gang Leader.

Li Shun knew something was wrong. The North Dipper Gang had originally planned to strike first, sending out all the Tian Shu Tang's black-clad dead soldiers, with Yang Wuji as their strong support, intending to deal with Fan Wufeng and Chen Cuo, the master and disciple, first. But they hadn't expected such a crushing defeat. The North Dipper Gang's energy was diverted by the two, and they themselves were now in dire straits.

The Vajra Sect seized the opportunity to start the war. When Shi Potian moved, he would surely do so with overwhelming force, aiming for a swift victory.

After several thoughts, Li Shun felt that the chances of winning were slim, and he was about to surrender. "I surren..."

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish, the Chain Blade had pierced his back, passing through his body and bringing out a gush of blood.

Fan Wufeng rushed forward and twisted his neck. Accompanied by a desperate wail, Li Shun's eyes finally closed.

The situation quieted down. Fan Wufeng looked at Chen Cuo, who was slowly retracting the Chain Blade, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Chen Cuo shook his head and replied, "I'm fine, just superficial wounds." Then, his eyes fixed on the direction of the greatest commotion, where Acquired masters were fighting.

"Good that you're fine. Let's go see your Senior Brother Lei Wen and Lei Wu first. They might need help." The Old Master patted Chen Cuo's shoulder, then headed towards the nearby battle location on Changshun Street.

"Hei Shui Street? Isn't that Ji Ang's hall? Lei Wu is also there, could it be...?" Chen Cuo pondered, directing the remaining subordinates to clean up the battlefield. He casually took off the soft armor from Ge Feng and put it on himself, then followed the Old Master. Gu Pang and the other two accompanied them.

Lei Wu served in the outer hall, specifically responsible for anti-smuggling and apprehending traitors to the gang. The Vajra Sect intended to attack the North Dipper Gang, and Shi Potian had made thorough preparations. Ge Feng's betrayal was already a fact, and in reality, Ji Ang was also implicated. The Old Master hadn't told Chen Cuo that he had just been staking out Ji Ang with Lei Wen and Lei Wu.

He had only come to support when he saw that Chen Cuo's situation was not good.

When Chen Cuo arrived at Hei Shui Street, at Ji Ang's hall, he saw Ji Ang, dragging his broken body, deeply embroiled in the combined assault of Lei Wen, Lei Wu, and the Old Master. Ji Ang held a broad saber as thick as a door panel, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath, looking as if he would collapse at any moment.

Lei Wen and Lei Wu were both Martial Artists at the Middle Stage of Organ Refining, and the Old Master was at the Perfection Stage of Organ Refining, the same as Ji Ang. Ji Ang, facing the attacks of three people, had already exhausted all his strength to resist for so long.

Lei Wen held a long saber, swinging the Six Harmonies Saber casually, exuding a terrifying Aura. Lei Wu held a long staff and faced Ji Ang: "Surrender! You have nowhere to run!"

Lei Wu, being in the outer hall, thought that if he could capture this traitor alive, it would be a significant Merit. Ji Ang was caught in the net, unable to escape. As a high-ranking leader on par with Fan Wufeng, it would be more appropriate for the Gang Leader to personally deal with him.

Ji Ang heard him but paid no mind. He touched his long saber to the ground, leaning on it, and laughed, "Surrender? I've been in the Jianghu for so many years, and the word 'surrender' has never crossed my lips. Die!"

Ji Ang suddenly erupted, like a madman, swinging his heavy broad saber like a door panel, smashing it fiercely towards Lei Wu.

Alas, at this moment, he was at the end of his rope. Fan Wufeng rushed over and directly took his blow. His left hand then thrust out, and a muffled sound rang out. The force penetrated his entire body, and a huge indentation appeared on his chest. Ji Ang died.