Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

However, the expected scene of splattering blood and shattered internal organs did not occur; instead, the blue streak of light struck...

It wasn't made of flesh and blood, but rather emitted a crisp "crack" sound, like jade shattering.

Xiao Wen's pupils suddenly contracted!

Behind Liu Yifeng's pierced chest, parts scattered instantly, but not a drop of blood flowed.

Instead, it burst forth with chaotic sparks of light, revealing a faintly discernible, intricate yet shattered internal structure of runes and metal components.

The "surprised" expression on his face froze instantly, then became stiff and lifeless, like a faded painting.

It stiffly lowered its head, looking at the huge hole in its chest, its edges flickering with firelight.

A hoarse, inhuman sound, like something stuck, came from his throat.

The aura around him flickered violently and erratically, and finally went out with a "poof" sound, like a candle dying in the wind.

Those eyes, which could once mimic emotions, have completely lost all their luster, becoming like two dull glass beads.

The next moment, this perfect "Liu Yifeng" facade began to crumble like a sandcastle, the disguise fading away.

Revealing its intricate internal metal skeleton, broken psionic circuits, and shattered core magic array, it is clearly a battle puppet with superb craftsmanship!

Xiao Wen sheathed his bronze sword, slightly panting. His face was pale from the enormous consumption of spiritual energy, and he felt a burning pain in his meridians from overexertion.

But his gaze was fixed on the pile of puppet remains that had instantly lost all their spirit and turned into waste.

"It was just a puppet!"

He muttered to himself, his tone filled with disbelief, "What a Liu Yifeng! He's hidden his true identity so well!"

It wasn't until the longsword pierced his chest and penetrated his core that he realized he hadn't killed the real person at all!

The forest clearing, which had just been filled with the clashing of sword energy and overflowing with killing intent, was now eerily silent.

Only the pile of puppet remains, emitting wisps of blue smoke, silently testified to the intensity of the battle that had just taken place, and the profound and terrifying nature of the person behind it all.

He had successively slain powerful enemies, and especially his breakthrough at the final moment, where he unleashed his full sword energy, had exhausted him greatly.

His face was pale, but the sharp sword intent emanating from him soared into the sky, like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath, making people dare not look directly at him.

The remaining few Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators and the fifty-odd Qi Refining Level 2 cultivators.

He was already terrified by the scene of the reversals and the way the Qi Refining Eighth Level cultivator was slaughtered as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and they scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing frantically into the depths of the black forest, disappearing in an instant.

The battlefield fell silent instantly, leaving only a mess of corpses, shattered magical artifacts, and the remains of puppets that had lost their spiritual light.

Xiao Wen leaned on his sword, looking at the pile of wreckage with a cold gaze. Liu Yifeng was more troublesome than he had imagined.

Just as Xiao Wen's sword energy pierced through the chest and the strange puppet was completely reduced to a pile of remains...

On the eastern battlefield, there was "Liu Yifeng," surrounded by the Liu family and numerous other clans.

His body suddenly stiffened, and his movements became extremely subtle yet fatally frozen.

Although he immediately regained his composure, his hands formed another incantation, and the protective aura around him shone brightly once more.

But the leader of the Liu family, a peak Qi Refining eighth-level cultivator who had been targeting him, suddenly stopped and observed for a moment.

He immediately shouted sharply, "Something's wrong! There's something fishy about him! Go all out and take him down!"

Before the words were even finished, the spiritual light emanating from the eight cultivators of the Liu family suddenly surged, like eight ferocious beasts ready to devour their prey, tearing through the air and bombarding "Liu Yifeng" at the center from different angles.

At the same time, the third of the Four Bloodthirsty Fiends suddenly froze. Although the other three noticed,

But he quickly regained his breath and didn't pay much attention anymore, because they were about to break through the encirclement.

Seeing that the Liu family was willing to stand at the forefront and withstand a possible desperate counterattack, the cultivators from other surrounding families...

They were happy to cooperate, activating their magical artifacts and spells. In an instant, spiritual light poured down like a torrential rain.

However, the anticipated devastating counterattack by "Liu Yifeng" that would destroy everything did not materialize.

His resistance was much weaker than everyone had anticipated. His protective aura shattered instantly like a bubble under the combined attack of more than twenty late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh and bones shattering rang out one after another.

In a single exchange, the remaining dozen or so loyal members of the Chamber of Commerce were overwhelmed by the raging torrent of spiritual energy and died instantly.

As several attacks struck him simultaneously, "Liu Yifeng" suddenly stiffened and then collapsed limply.

When his "corpse" was swept up by a wind blade and exposed to everyone, the expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly.

There was no blood, but what was exposed at the wounds of the "corpse" was a twisted metal skeleton and runes that flickered with chaotic fire! Another puppet!

"Bastard!"

We've been tricked.

"How dare a mere junior..."

A chorus of angry shouts erupted. The faces of the Liu family members, in particular, turned extremely grim.

As the main force in the pursuit of Liu Yifeng, they invested so much manpower, yet they didn't even get to see the face of the person in question. They've lost all face, and they won't be able to explain themselves to the Foundation Establishment cultivators when they get back!

At almost the same time that Liu Yifeng's puppets, which had been besieged, were destroyed, the Four Blood Fiends, who had just broken through the encirclement, were speeding across a desolate wasteland.

The third member of the group suddenly staggered and coughed up a mouthful of blood without warning!

The spiritual energy fluctuations around him, which had been well contained, instantly became chaotic, and his aura rapidly declined!

The other three thugs, known as "Third Brother," immediately stopped and looked at him with surprise and uncertainty.

The eldest brother's eyes instantly sharpened like knives, staring intently at the third brother's pale face, which was tinged with an eerie flush.

He abruptly raised the long, blood-red sword, its tip pointing directly at "Third Brother," his voice icy and chilling, "You're not Third Brother. Who are you?"

Before the words were even finished, the blood-red longsword, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore at the eardrums, slashed down fiercely!

"Third Brother," or rather, Liu Yifeng thought with a hint of resentment, his figure flashing to the side and back like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the powerful and heavy slash.

The blade flashed across the ground, leaving behind a charred, bottomless ravine several meters long.

Liu Yifeng was truly suffering in silence.

In order to escape unscathed, he devised three methods.

The best main puppet simulates itself to attract everyone's attention.

The eerie puppet in the black forest was used as backup bait and for tracking and interference.

He had already secretly devoured the real "Blood Fiend Third Brother" using demonic techniques.

And using his identity, he infiltrated the Four Fiends.

They planned to use the strength of these three ninth-level Qi Refining fighters as their last line of defense and a weapon for breaking through.