Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Sixteenth Death Pact

Flames roared and consumed flesh and blood, leaving nothing but a heap of blackened armor, a pitiable sight.

In the eyes of those on the ground, Gu Feng had become a fiend—fearless of all things, outrageously bold. Some even said he was merely young and reckless.

With such a huge commotion at the east gate of Mu Royal City, how could the Mu clan possibly remain unaware? A streak of crimson light, bright as the golden crow in the blazing sun, came racing through the air with blinding radiance.

It halted high above, and with an air of utter superiority and disdain, looked down at Gu Feng. “You are the one making trouble in my Mu Royal City.”

The man’s expression was cold and indifferent. He showed no rage at all over Gu Feng killing members of the Mu clan, only pointing out that Gu Feng was causing trouble.

In truth, the Mu clan was vast and powerful, with countless members. So long as they were not core figures or dazzling prodigies, the death of others meant little.

Of course, daring to kill Mu clan members was an insult to the Mu clan’s face, and that affront still had to be answered for.

The moment people on the ground saw him, they erupted.

“It’s him, General Iron-Face Mu Shuchou.”

“So the Iron-Faced Fiend has come. This is going to end now.”

“Sigh, I thought there’d be a good show to watch.”

“...”

Gu Feng shot him a disdainful glance. “Where is the Mu clan’s Great Spirit Master? Why is he cowering away? Wasn’t he so arrogant when he came to White Spirit City to kill and arrest people? Tell him to come out and die.”

Even after Gu Feng displayed such swagger, the man merely furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, “If you are in such a hurry to meet the King of Hell, then I will oblige you.”

Gu Feng lost patience and suddenly closed in on him, like a ghost.

Only when his throat tightened did he belatedly realize, in terror, that he was already in mortal danger.

“You... how is this possible?”

The people below, seeing Gu Feng suddenly seize Mu Shuchou by the neck—his lifeline—were finally stunned.

Countless people abandoned their earlier shallow assumptions. They had never imagined that Mu Shuchou, the peak Spirit Master and Iron-Faced General of the Mu clan, would not even get the chance to strike before falling into Gu Feng’s hands, reduced to meat on a chopping block, at the mercy of others.

Just how powerful was this boy, then? Could he be a Great Spirit Master?

If he truly was a Great Spirit Master, then he was far too young.

Fear flickered in Mu Shuchou’s heart, but his face forced itself into calm as he said, “You wouldn’t dare kill me. Of course, even if you don’t kill me, you still have to die.”

“How can he still say something so suicidal?”

“If he’s going to die anyway, why wouldn’t he dare kill you?”

Countless people broke into a cold sweat for Mu Shuchou. They felt that although he was strong, he was far too stupid; those words were no different from signing his own death warrant.

In truth, Mu Shuchou had exactly that kind of stubborn temper.

Gu Feng smiled faintly. “Thanks for the reminder.”

He gently increased the pressure in his hand. Gu Feng simply wanted to see what Mu Shuchou would be like in the face of death.

The grip on his neck tightened and tightened. His breathing grew ever more difficult, his face flushed scarlet, and his eyes were riddled with bloodshot veins. At last, Mu Shuchou understood: the youth truly intended to kill him.

Panic finally surfaced in his eyes. Yet he remained stubbornly unyielding, never begging for mercy, only staring fixedly at Gu Feng as hatred slowly took root in him.

Crack.

When the force reached a certain point, the neck could no longer withstand it, and with a sharp snap it shattered into fragments.

Blood spilled from Mu Shuchou’s mouth and dripped onto Gu Feng’s hand, and Gu Feng released him in disgust.

The corpse fell away. Gu Feng looked into the distance, a sheet of white paper in his hand stained red with blood.

That was the direction from which Mu Shuchou had come. That was the direction of the Mu clan.

The people on the ground followed Gu Feng’s gaze and seemed to think of something. Shock spread across their faces.

“He really means to kill his way into the Mu clan?”

Gu Feng became a streak of wind and vanished in the blink of an eye. When he appeared again, he was already above the Mu Royal Manor.

A transparent barrier blocked his advance.

The Mu clan guards below spotted Gu Feng and shouted in alarm and fury, “Who are you? Get down here at once!”

Gu Feng looked at the guard who had spoken, his eyes cold and indifferent. The guard was greatly alarmed—those were the eyes one used to look at a dead man.

Roar!

He tried to bellow to bolster his own courage.

Gu Feng casually flicked his hand, and a jet of flame shot toward him.

As if he had gone mad, the guard stood there and waited to be burned.

“Ah!”

Another burning figure writhed and howled in agony.

The others were so terrified they nearly lost their wits. They trembled all over, staring at Gu Feng in horror, gripping their weapons until their knuckles turned white without even realizing it.

“Who are you?”

A terrifying aura surged from the Mu clan’s forbidden grounds in the rear mountains, and the entire city could feel it.

Countless people were astonished.

“The Mu clan’s Great Spirit Master has appeared.”

Thinking of Gu Feng’s figure, they could not help but feel anticipation. Could Gu Feng withstand him?

Gu Feng looked at the newcomer, and the system confirmed it: this was the one who had killed Xue Lin and Xue Ziyan and taken Gu Yan away.

“You killed my people and took mine, and you ask who I am?”

The Great Spirit Master of the Mu clan had a terrible temper. With a furious snort, he said, “I have killed many people and captured many others; I don’t know which case you are talking about.”

Gu Feng’s expression turned icy, then he sneered. “It seems you’ve done more than a few wicked deeds. In that case, killing you will only be righteous.”

Hearing Gu Feng say he intended to kill him, the man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and burst into loud laughter.

Laughing until tears came to his eyes, he said, “You want to kill me? Hahaha! Many have wanted to kill me, but they are all dead. You will be no exception.”

As he spoke, he produced a bow, and the blazing temperature around them plunged at once.

Seeing that bow, Gu Feng clenched his fist, and killing intent exploded from him.

This bow was precisely Xue Lin’s Frost Punishment.

Gu Feng sneered. “A fire user like you dares to wield an ice bow?”

“Who told you I was a fire user?”

Water-element spiritual energy began circulating through his entire body.

Gu Feng shook his head. “Whatever attribute you have, whether what you hold is a spirit weapon or a divine weapon, you cannot escape one fate: being killed by me.”

A towering sword of mountains and ridges appeared abruptly. It was a sword technique that could be released only with spiritual energy as its foundation, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as support, and physical strength as the driving force: Earth-Splitting Slash.

This was the upgraded version of Earth-Crushing Split.

Whoosh!

He rose into the air and then smashed down with overwhelming force.

The momentum of this strike seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth, of destroying everything.

“What?”

The Mu clan Great Spirit Master was utterly shocked. Such power completely surpassed his own.

He realized that if he were to face this move, he would not be able to block it.

Earth-Splitting Slash slammed fiercely into the barrier.

The barrier shook violently, ripples spreading across it. The people inside watched in panic, fearing the barrier would not hold and that this fiend, Gu Feng, would storm in.

“It seems it’s still a little short, but with him added, it’s enough.”

Muttering to himself, Gu Feng exchanged for a spirit weapon bomb and hurled it onto the barrier.

He silently commanded, “Detonate.”

Boom!

Crack, crack...

As the snapping sounds spread, the barrier could no longer bear the strain and exploded at last.

Gu Feng hardened his resolve, exchanged for another spiritual energy bomb, ignored the Mu clan Great Spirit Master, flew above the Mu clan, and threw it down.

Seeing Gu Feng’s movement, the Great Spirit Master seemed to guess something and shouted in terror, “What are you going to do?”