Chapter 206: The Killing Precept

The right arm of the Thousand-Year Corpse King inherently possessed tearing damage effects and strong toxic effects. With the assistance of Wind Spirit Spin, single-target damage turned into group damage. Caught off guard, the experts from the Changle Sect and Luoyu Gate suffered greatly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, he took several punches from Happy.
The leader’s expression changed drastically—each attack from Happy was devastating! The speed was too fast! The first strike shattered most of his offensive moves, and the attacks came one after another so rapidly that he had no chance to counter, falling into a humiliating situation of being bullied.
Even his superior protective techniques couldn’t shield him for long; they were broken by the fourth punch. But given the speed of Shadow Wind Leg, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Yet…
His calm mindset kept him from panicking.
Happy’s strength was obvious to all—even the leaders of the two major sects couldn’t defend themselves, let alone him.
“Ignore me! Kill him!”
Without protective barriers, the man was pounded by punches, suffering intense pain and losing consciousness. Yet he still roared, urging his comrades to surround Happy.
But the scattered cries of pain around him terrified him.
Managing to open his eyes, he glanced sideways and saw several of his peers, whose strength was comparable to his, knocked to the ground one after another. They staggered backward, unable to maintain balance—just like him now.
“Wind Spirit Spin!”
In shock, the leader’s mind flashed the name of a superior support technique.
Before he could warn anyone, a strong suction force suddenly stopped his falling. Immediately afterward, searing pain shot from his throat to his brain.
“What’s going on?”
His vision went dark, and his consciousness vanished.

Having killed the leader without protective barriers with a single Dragon Seizing Strike, Happy felt no excitement. It took so much internal energy to kill just one person, and he even had to use Dragon Seizing Strike. These elite fighters were indeed strong—at least extremely resilient! With a thought, he rushed into the crowd to pursue the others who were retreating.

By the time the first person was killed, other experts from the Changle Sect and Luoyu Gate finally arrived to help. Their growing momentum surrounded Happy from all sides, aiming to encircle and kill him.
Throughout this, the middle-aged man in a fleece jacket, Ji Feng, watched Happy’s every move.
It could be considered lucky.
Among these people, Ji Feng’s strength wasn’t the greatest, but it wasn’t bad either…

However, from the moment Happy appeared, Ji Feng seemed to understand his intentions. Ignoring the disdainful and scornful looks from those behind him, he firmly retreated, thus avoiding becoming one of the first to be attacked like the others. Silently pulling out a ruler, Ji Feng’s expression turned colder as he muttered to himself, “Since you’re here, stay.” Ji Feng had a great sense of strategy, and with the leading sect leaders and captains preoccupied, he took on the responsibility of command. Scanning the surroundings… he saw that Happy’s relentless attacks were like a dragon plunging into the sea—unstoppable. Those in front of him had no chance to defend themselves, and after being hit by the black misty airflow, their faces were covered in a faint black haze, and their aura weakened rapidly—quite strange. Behind Happy, although there were many people, only a few could actually fight back… But! Happy’s equipment and protective barriers were extremely strong. Various attacks struck that golden halo around him but failed to shake it; after a round, it only dimmed slightly. Happy remained unharmed, focused on his pursuit, and seemed able to hold on for a while longer. Seeing this, Ji Feng frowned tightly and quickly signaled a few brothers from the Chang Le Sect who couldn’t enter the battlefield to quietly head toward the entrance of the secret room… The initially dissatisfied brothers immediately perked up. Several figures silently left the edge of the battle zone and shot like arrows toward the Secret Room of the Death Wolf Woman. Of course, Happy didn’t miss this. But having already entered the heart of the crowd, it was difficult for him to turn around. Doing so would not only cost him his advantage in suppression but also risk him being surrounded by many skilled fighters from both factions. “Yao Shi, hold on a bit!” Gritting his teeth, Happy quickly swallowed a Jade Dew Pill to replenish his internal energy. His somewhat dim golden bell shield then emitted an astonishingly bright golden light again: Bang!!! His body surged forward, and the scythe-like right arm of the Thousand-Year Corpse King swept across the bodies of several enemies already poisoned and severely weakened. “Ugh!” Several people spat blood and flew back into the crowd, with groans and cries of pain echoing—clearly not going to survive. Taking advantage of the chaos ahead, the Dragon-Catching Hand was used again.

A person on the left had just rushed toward Happy when suddenly he saw Happy’s normal left hand swiftly spinning through the air toward him. A fierce suction force hit him, and in shock, he lost control, flying half a meter forward and directly into Happy’s hands.
“Ah!!”
As the cry escaped his lips, a powerful twist sent his vision spinning 180 degrees. The unlucky man was thrown behind Happy, facing several enemies who were fiercely attacking his Golden Bell Shield.
Due to inertia, the people behind him had no time to stop their momentum…
Thud! Thud!
Blood splattered as one of their own fell under their swords.
Distraught, the attacks from behind paused for a moment.
Happy’s eyes lit up as he seized the opportunity and forcefully threw the corpse from his hand…
Seeing the corpse of their comrade, killed by him, flying toward them, the enraged and guilty men instinctively dodged to the sides.
“Be careful!”
“He’s behind us!!”
Their attention was distracted by the corpse, and by the time they heard their comrades’ urgent warnings, a yellow figure had already appeared behind the corpse.
Swish!
To their surprise, what appeared before them wasn’t a fist but a dazzling expanse of deep blue—like a galaxy falling from the heavens, instantly filling their vision, brilliant and tragic…
“Hwarang Eum!”
Although the lethality of the Shadow Wind Leg wasn’t high, making it difficult to kill experts of the same rank in a short time, with the Battle-Tested Sword in hand and at the level of a master, “Hwarang Eum” was far beyond what they could withstand.
Unprepared, the group had no time to dodge the suddenly appearing deep blue blade light!
Under the three men’s horrified gazes, the deep blue blade light flashed past their faces, turning blood-red and instantly destroying their minds.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Corpses fell to the ground.
With those three down, even more people became enraged! Shouting, they rushed in from all directions, determined to wear Happy down through a continuous assault!
“Hwarang Slash!”
With a roar, Happy spun into the air!
Sssh! Sssh!
Before the surrounding crowd could get close enough to break through Happy’s Golden Bell Shield, sharp deep blue blade light surged from his waist and appeared before them! Like a blue wind fire wheel soaring through the air, it rushed into the crowd with terrifying speed.
In the crowded space, members of both factions had no time to retreat or dodge. Amidst the successive screams, the wind fire wheel moved as if through empty space!
Wherever it passed, blood splattered everywhere!