The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

A ghastly fountain of blood shot into the sky! Canfeng's arm, which had just been holding the giant skull bow with incredible agility, was severed at the shoulder! The severed arm, along with the eerie giant skull bow, was shredded to pieces by the violent blade energy, turning into a shower of bone dust and blood!
"what!!!"

The lingering wind let out an extremely shrill scream, its body as if struck by a heavy hammer, staggering backward and flying heavily onto the muddy street several meters away! Blood gushed from the severed arm like an out-of-control waterfall, instantly staining a large area of ​​the ground red, only to be quickly diluted by the torrential rain.

His already pale face was now completely bloodless, like gold leaf, and large beads of cold sweat mixed with rainwater rolled down his face. The excruciating pain caused his whole body to spasm uncontrollably!

"Boom!"

Almost at the same instant the lingering wind swept away, the ruins exploded! Jiang Xuan's figure, like a blood-soaked demon god, soared into the sky from the smoke, dust, and mud!
He was soaking wet, covered in mud and blood, and the wounds on his left shoulder and back were still bleeding. A black arrow was embedded in his calf, swaying slightly with his movements, each movement bringing excruciating pain.

But his eyes were even colder than the chilling rainy night!

Without the slightest pause! Without the slightest hesitation!
The moment Jiang Xuan landed, his body shot out again like a spring compressed to its limit! His target was the heavily injured and lying Canfeng!
He gripped the Black Spirit Battle Blade tightly with both hands, pouring all the remaining true energy, boiling battle intent, and the killing instinct originating from the Blood Slaughtering Camp into the blade!
"Star-Picking Style!"

A deep, angry roar, like a dragon's cry, pierced through the rain!
The sound of a blade suddenly rang out! It was no longer a piercing shriek, but a strange, ethereal sound, as if it came from beyond the heavens! But within this celestial sound lay a boundless will capable of destroying the world!

Cut it out with one knife!

In an instant, Canfeng felt as if he were in an eternal, dark void! Countless enormous stars, burning with destructive flames, crashed down with a terrifying aura of annihilation! Heaven and earth collapsed, and all things withered! The violent sword energy, like a world-destroying tidal wave, instantly engulfed his tiny figure! This was Jiang Xuan's ultimate killing move, whose power had undergone a dramatic transformation after entering the Human Gang Realm! It was this very move that had brought Lu Zhong, a cultivator in the Earth Gang Realm, to the brink of death!

"Do not!!!"

Extreme terror and despair erupted in Canfeng's eyes!
He tried to struggle, to turn into a blur and escape! But before that destructive blade aura, as vast and boundless as a boundless ocean, he was like an insignificant little boat, instantly shattered by the raging waves!
"boom!!!"

A dull thud!

Canfeng's body was like a tattered sack, violently cleaved away by the raging blade energy! It traced a long parabola in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, tumbling for over ten feet before coming to a stop!
Blood gushed from his mouth, mixed with fragments of his internal organs. Countless bones in his body were broken, his meridians were shattered, and his spiritual energy was scattered! Blood gushed from the severed wound on his left arm! He was like a tattered rag doll, barely breathing, only convulsing in extreme pain.

Jiang Xuan's figure, like a persistent carbuncle, followed closely behind and stopped in front of Canfeng.

The cold rain washed away the bloodstains on his blade, and also washed away the face of Canfeng, which was contorted with pain and fear.

Jiang Xuan crouched down, casually placing the Black Spirit Battle Blade on Canfeng's intact right arm, his eyes filled with scrutiny and cold mockery.

"His assassination skills are indeed formidable."

Jiang Xuan's voice was like ice rubbing together.

"Unfortunately, his cultivation level... is ultimately only at the Human Realm."

He was somewhat surprised that such a troublesome assassin was not at the Earthly Realm.

"Cough...cough cough..." Canfeng gasped for breath, each cough bringing up a large amount of bloody foam.

His gray-brown pupils were fixed on Jiang Xuan, burning with deep-seated resentment, disbelief, and intense unwillingness.

“You…you can’t kill me…my sister…is…in the Forbidden City of the Empire…serving…for a powerful figure…if you kill me…she…she will make you…die without a burial place…” He used his last strength to scream threats, trying to grasp at the last straw.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan's lips curled into an even colder smile, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, only the indifference one would show towards a dead object.

"Oh? The Forbidden City? A person with immense influence?"

Jiang Xuan's voice was flat and emotionless.

"so what?"

Before the words were even finished, the Black Spirit Battle Blade resting on Canfeng's arm moved without warning! It wasn't a slash, but rather a sudden thrust forward, like a viper striking!
"Pfft!"

The blade pierced Canfeng's vulnerable throat with unparalleled precision!

Canfeng's eyes widened to their limit! The resentment, fear, and threat on his face froze instantly, replaced by utter, unbelievable astonishment!
He seemed completely unprepared for the fact that, after hearing his sister's threat, the other party didn't hesitate for a moment and so decisively carried out the killing!
"Heh heh... heh..." He let out a few meaningless gasps from his throat, his body convulsed violently a few times, the light in his pupils completely faded, his head lolled to the side, and he died.

That pale, distorted face remained frozen in astonishment until death.

Jiang Xuan drew his battle sword expressionlessly, drawing a trail of blood.

He quickly got up, ready to leave this dangerous place immediately. The smell of blood and the lingering effects of the battle would soon attract more pursuers.

But just as he turned around, a thought suddenly struck him.

"Such a sophisticated assassination technique, and the bow and arrow he used were so strange... Perhaps he has something on him?"

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept over Canfeng's mangled corpse.

He immediately crouched down and began quickly searching Canfeng's body. Robes, linings, belt, boots... However, after a thorough search, the results made Jiang Xuan frown.

No! There's absolutely nothing!

Forget about any special storage artifacts or fragments of the skull bow that might exist, not even a single ordinary copper coin could be found! This corpse was eerily clean! It was as if there was nothing else besides this tattered skin and clothing.

“Impossible…” Jiang Xuan’s eyes were sharp as an eagle’s as he examined the area again carefully.

When his gaze inadvertently swept across Canfeng's unseeing face, it suddenly fixed on the other's left eye!

Although the pupil of the left eye was already dilated, the color of the eyeball had an extremely eerie, grayish-brown luster! This contrasted sharply with the normal, grayish-brown right eye next to it! This grayish-brown luster was not deathly, but more like... an inner, concealed abnormality!
Jiang Xuan was filled with doubts, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and brought down the knife!
"puff!"

The tip of the knife precisely pierced Canfeng's left eye socket, and a round bead the size of a pigeon egg, covered with a layer of dull gray luster, was picked out and landed in Jiang Xuan's palm, which was covered with mud and blood.

The beads feel cool to the touch, and are neither gold nor stone; they are exceptionally light.

Upon closer inspection, the gray sheen was not a surface coating, but rather emanated from within the bead. Beneath the sheen, there seemed to be an extremely obscure, violent, and unsettling aura slowly surging and flowing.

The moment Jiang Xuan's gaze met that of the gray bead
"Buzz!"

An indescribable, icy chill suddenly and violently struck the depths of his mind! It was as if countless malicious whispers were ringing in his ears, and he seemed to see terrifying illusions of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and piles of white bones! A chill originating from the depths of his soul instantly swept through his body, making him shiver!
"What is this?"

Jiang Xuan's heart trembled violently, and he immediately looked away, only then did the feeling of palpitation subside slightly.

at this time!

"Over there! There's movement!"

"Quick! The smell of blood is strong! The target must be over there!" In the distance, the faint shouts of cultivators and the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps could be heard! The pursuers were here!
Jiang Xuan was instantly jolted awake, suppressing his surprise and suspicion at the gray bead.

Without hesitation, he tossed the strange bead into his small Sumeru ring.

At the same time, he moved with incredible speed, picking up Canfeng and Lu Zhong's cold corpse, which he had previously stored in the ring, with one hand each. His figure flashed like a ghost and disappeared into the boundless darkness of the rainy night without a trace.

A few breaths later, a large group of cultivators with considerable strength rushed onto the ravaged battlefield.

As they looked at the collapsed ruins, the bloodstains, the severed limbs, and the lingering violent energy fluctuations in the air, their faces lit up with excitement.

"They just left! Chase after them!"

"quick!
He's injured, he can't run far!

"The three thousand spirit stones are mine!"

Like sharks that have smelled blood, the crowd roared and chased after Jiang Xuan in the direction he had disappeared, their figures quickly vanishing into the rain.

However, among this group of fanatical pursuers, one person remained behind.

He was tall and thin, dressed in a faded blue robe, carrying an ancient longsword on his back. His face was gaunt, but his eyes were unusually sharp and deep, like a deep, still well. He was a retainer of the Biguang Pavilion, whose status was even higher than Lu Zhong's.

The "Water-Cutting Sword" always hates water.

Chang Henshui did not follow the others in pursuit, but stood still like a rock, his gaze like the most precise probe, scanning inch by inch the shocking scene of battle.

His gaze first fell on the muddy ground, plowed open by terrifying blade energy and stained with blood. That was where Lu Zhong had finally died. Although the body had been taken away, the lingering familiar, deathly stillness of Lu Zhong's fierce aura after its complete dissipation, and the deep blade marks in the ground, imbued with a violent and destructive intent, all pointed to a cruel truth.

"Lu Zhong... is dead."

Chang Henshui's voice was low and hoarse, with a subtle, almost imperceptible vibration.

For the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared on his usually calm and composed face.

He was well aware of Lu Zhong's strength.

At the mid-stage of the Earthly Realm, Lu Zhong possessed an iron-blooded ferocity honed on the battlefield, and his power was immense and domineering. Even Chang Henshui would have to pay a considerable price to defeat him.

But now... he has actually perished here! Died at the hands of a young man whose intelligence indicated he was only at the peak of the Human Qi Realm!
This is simply unbelievable!
Then, his gaze swept over the traces left by Canfeng's severed arm and the lingering, extremely cold and obscure arrow intent in the air.

He crouched down, picked up a bit of mud stained with gray powder with his fingers, and sniffed it lightly, his brows furrowing even more.

"There was another top assassin... whose methods were bizarre and insidious, far beyond the ordinary... but it seems... he also failed?"

Chang Henshui stood up and looked in the direction where Jiang Xuan had disappeared, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"What a Jiang Xuan... what a Master Xuan..."

At this moment, the name weighed heavily on Chang Henshui's heart like a lead weight.

For the first time, he felt a sense of "pressure" from such a young opponent, and even... a faint sense of apprehension.

"Continue pursuing... or not?"

This thought churned violently in Chang Henshui's mind.

Chase him? Even Lu Zhong is dead, and that mysterious assassin is likely dead as well. What are his chances of winning against that unpredictable and incredibly powerful young man alone? The opponent clearly still has the strength to escape…

Should he not pursue her? Thinking of the sinister and cold eyes of Pavilion Master Qi Tianxing, and the cruel methods the Biguang Pavilion used to treat its defeated disciples... Chang Henshui's heart sank little by little into the cold abyss.

He gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter expression.

"Ha...a vicious dog...it's just a vicious dog after all."

Chang Henshui muttered to himself, his voice filled with helplessness and a sense of resigned desolation.

"Without the master's feeding and protection, they will either starve to death or... be beaten to death."

He couldn't help but admire the young man who dared to challenge the powerful and unleash such terrifying power in dire straits.

But this glimmer of admiration seems so pale and powerless in the face of cold reality.

"People in the arena involuntarily."

Chang Henshui took a deep breath, suppressing all the distracting thoughts in his mind. His eyes became sharp and firm again, even carrying a hint of determination.

"Jiang Xuan... I'm sorry."

Without further hesitation, he moved, transforming into a wisp of green smoke, and sped off in the direction where Jiang Xuan and the pursuers had disappeared! The rain quickly swallowed his figure.

Meanwhile, far from the hustle and bustle of the bloody, rainy night in Yanxia City, in a bustling metropolis of the empire, in a brightly lit, magnificent palace that resembled a celestial palace.

"Brother Fei! Brother Fei! Great news! Fantastic news!"

A beautiful young woman, dressed in a gorgeous pale yellow palace gown, rushed excitedly into the depths of the hall like a joyful lark. It was Yao Susu.

On the jade platform in the center of the hall, Lian Fei was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, surrounded by a faint spiritual light, clearly in cultivation. Hearing Yao Susu's voice, he slowly stopped his cultivation, opened his eyes, and looked at her with a questioning gaze.

Yao Susu ran quickly to Lian Fei's side, her face flushed with barely suppressed excitement.

"I just received definite news! Something big has happened in Yanxia City! More than a dozen major forces, including the Yuan family, Biguang Pavilion, and several gangs in the west of the city, and I've even heard that some shady assassin organizations are involved!"
They've joined forces! Their only target is that little bastard Jiang Xuan!

Upon hearing this, Lian Fei's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he suddenly stood up.

"Really? Good! Excellent! This bastard has finally angered everyone, his death is near! Quick, prepare the car! I'm going to Yanxia City myself, I want to see him torn to pieces with my own eyes!"

"Hey, Brother Fei, why are you in such a hurry!"

Yao Susu quickly grabbed Lian Fei, who was about to rush out, and scolded him playfully. (End of Chapter)