CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 175: BLOOD FEUD

Cang Nanyue moved with graceful steps, like a lotus, approaching Luo Feng. Her demeanor was as light as mist, as if the imposing, fiery pillar of dark flame before them didn’t even exist.

HUM!

The Red Moon Sword hummed softly, devoid of any earthly impurity, as it thrust forward.

In an instant, the sharp aura emanating from Cang Nanyue became unstoppable. Like an unsheathed, peerless treasured sword, a dazzling crimson sword light erupted, tearing through the air as it shot towards the pillar of dark flame.

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion sent violent shockwaves in all directions.

The black flame and Sword Qi collided ferociously. The air trembled, and palpable ripples spread aggressively. Trees and massive boulders within a hundred paces were instantly pulverized. A huge pit, dozens of feet wide, appeared out of nowhere on the ground.

Although they were hundreds of meters away, Luo Feng still felt an invisible pressure that made him shudder.

So this is a battle between Spiritual Rotation Realm experts!

Luo Feng stared at the caved-in ground in astonishment, drawing a sharp breath.

A casual strike from a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert held the power to move mountains and overturn seas.

In comparison, his previous battles were utterly insignificant.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The sound of rushing air shrieked continuously. Suddenly, dozens of black-clad martial artists appeared in the surrounding trees, perched on the branches like a flock of crows.

Even the weakest among them possess Sixth-Level God Bravery Realm cultivation!

Luo Feng noted the auras of the black-clad martial artists around them, and his heart tightened.

These black-clad martial artists ignored Luo Feng and Cang Nanyue. Instead, their gazes were fixed respectfully on a shadowy area within the forest.

"We respectfully greet Lord Black Wind!"

CRACK!

As their voices faded, a middle-aged martial artist emerged from the trees.

The middle-aged martial artist wore a purple-black robe, his long hair flowing freely down his back. His complexion was somewhat dark. A terrifying scar, about half a foot long, ran from the corner of his left lip to his forehead, making it seem as if his head had nearly been cleaved in two. His eyes, glinting with malice, radiated a brutal aura.

What intense pressure! This man is also a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist!

Luo Feng immediately sensed the middle-aged martial artist’s extraordinary power.

After emerging from the forest, the middle-aged martial artist’s gaze swept over the corpses on the ground. A cruel glint flashed in his eyes as he shot Luo Feng a cold look. "Kid, you dare kill people before me! You’ve got guts!"

Luo Feng sensed extreme danger, yet his expression remained unchanged. His eyes, like the tranquil surface of an ancient well, met Chen Hei Feng’s. He offered a faint smile and said, "I’ll take that as a compliment."

Cang Nanyue looked at Luo Feng, a peculiar light flickering in her beautiful eyes, revealing a hint of admiration.

Chen Hei Feng was a Sixth-Level Spiritual Rotation Realm expert. Even she felt a degree of pressure in his presence.

That Luo Feng could remain so composed, speaking calmly and casually at such a moment, was truly admirable.

"HMPH! Bold people usually don’t live long!"

Chen Hei Feng had intended to cow Luo Feng, but it had no effect. He shot Luo Feng another cold glance, then his gaze shifted to Cang Nanyue, his expression turning slightly grave.

"You actually know my identity? Who are you?"

He always acted cautiously and seldom revealed himself in public. Thus, Chen Hei Feng was genuinely surprised when his identity was exposed.

"Chen Hei Feng, do you remember what happened in Dayuan City five years ago?"

Cang Nanyue gripped the Red Moon Sword. She stood calmly, but her beautiful face was now icy. Her gaze fixed on Chen Hei Feng, killing intent surging in the depths of her pupils.

Luo Feng glanced at Cang Nanyue, surprised.

It was the first time he had seen such a frigid expression on her face. She was like a keenly honed sword, its cold light glinting, ready to kill!

She said Chen Hei Feng is her enemy. I wonder what their grudge is.

"Five years ago... Dayuan City..."

Chen Hei Feng mused for a moment, then his eyes narrowed. His voice deepened, "So, you’re Cang Haisheng, the City Lord of Dayuan City’s daughter! When we counted the bodies back then, yours wasn’t among them. I assumed you’d been hacked to pieces. I never expected you to survive!"

Cang Nanyue raised her gaze. Beneath her long lashes, her eyes glinted with an icy chill.

"My father hid me in a secret chamber, allowing me to escape the massacre. Chen Hei Feng, five years have passed. Today, I will claim vengeance for the one hundred thirty-four lives of my Cang Family from you! Today, you will die here!"

Hearing this, Chen Hei Feng roared with laughter. "To become a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert in just five years—that truly surprises me. However, for a mere Fifth-Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist like you to make such arrogant claims, you vastly underestimate me, Chen Hei Feng! The wound your father gave me still throbs to this day. Today, I’ll finally vent this festering anger!"

Chen Hei Feng touched the gruesome scar on his left cheek, a savage grin spreading across his face.

He was a ruthless killer. He only remembered the Dayuan City massacre from five years ago because of this very scar.

When he fought Cang Nanyue’s father back then, a moment of carelessness led to him being slashed across the face, almost costing him his life.

Fortunately, his subordinates arrived at the critical moment, saving his life.

But the scar remained to this day.

So Chen Hei Feng and Sister Nanyue share such a bitter blood feud!

HUM!

A sword hum resonated through the forest. Cang Nanyue slowly raised the Red Moon Sword, her icy gaze fixed on Chen Hei Feng. "Further talk is useless. Today, I will claim justice for the one hundred thirty-four members of my Cang Family!"

With a soft cry, Cang Nanyue’s Red Moon Sword flared with intense light. In the blink of an eye, surging crimson flames began to writhe around its blade.

What a terrifying aura! This is Sister Nanyue’s true strength!

SWOOSH!

The hem of Cang Nanyue’s dress fluttered. With a light tap of her toes, she soared into the air, slashing her sword down at Chen Hei Feng on the ground.

Instantly, an astonishing crimson sword light surged forth. Its overwhelming power, seemingly capable of sundering the heavens and earth, enveloped an area a hundred meters in radius!

THUMP!

Several black-clad men, too slow to dodge, were caught by the sword’s overwhelming force. Blood trickled from their seven orifices as they collapsed unconscious.

"HMPH!"

Watching the terrifying Sword Qi sweep towards him, Chen Hei Feng’s expression turned grim. He let out a low, thunderous snort. With a leap, black flames erupted around his body as he shot skyward to meet Cang Nanyue’s attack.

Their two formidable auras clashed in mid-air. For an instant at the point of impact, the surrounding space seemed to freeze.

BOOM!

After a momentary silence, a terrifying thunderclap ripped through the sky above the forest.

The collision of black flames and Sword Qi produced a terrifying explosion, distorting the surrounding air. It was as if the very space around them was gradually collapsing under the force of their attacks.

BANG!

The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment before a deafening blast echoed through the forest, and they were both flung back several hundred meters.

"In just five years, you’ve actually cultivated to the Sixth-Level Spiritual Rotation Realm!"

Stabilizing himself in mid-air, Chen Hei Feng stood wreathed in black flames, his eyes locked on Cang Nanyue.

Their previous exchange had ended in a draw.

Although he hadn’t used his full power, it seemed she also had reserves untapped!

Cang Nanyue’s strength astonished Chen Hei Feng.

Although he was also at the Sixth-Level Spiritual Rotation Realm, he was already over forty. For him, advancing further in cultivation was almost impossible.

Yet Cang Nanyue, merely twenty-one or twenty-two, already possessed such formidable strength. Her future potential was immeasurable!

Chen Hei Feng drew a sharp breath, the killing intent in his eyes flaring severalfold.

Cang Nanyue’s potential made him feel threatened. If he didn’t eliminate her today, she would undoubtedly become a grave threat in the future!

"Great Black Dark Palm!"

Murderous intent flashed in Chen Hei Feng’s eyes. He roared, and his palms erupted with blinding black flames, which coalesced into a colossal black handprint.

The handprint burned with black flames. The intense heat caused the air in its path to boil and roil violently.

SWOOSH!

Chen Hei Feng transformed into a streak of black light, hurtling towards Cang Nanyue with devastating power.

In that instant, even the light of the blazing sun seemed to dim.

It’s Lord Black Wind’s Great Black Dark Palm! That’s a mid-Profound Level martial art! That woman is doomed!

Luo Feng watched Cang Nanyue, his gaze calm.

He didn’t believe Cang Nanyue would be defeated so easily. She had been gathering power since the beginning, the Yuan Qi around her seething, her aura no weaker than Chen Hei Feng’s.

And just as he expected...

The moment Chen Hei Feng closed within a hundred meters of Cang Nanyue, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

"Blood Cloud Sky Burn!"

Cang Nanyue, her right hand gripping her sword, slashed the slender Red Moon Sword through the air, creating a series of stunning arcs.

CH-CH-CH-CH...

Sharp, slender sword lights streamed out like tongues of fire, agitating the airflow. They converged to form a massive vortex of Sword Qi. Within it, keen sword intent pulsed with terrifying killing intent as it met the incoming black handprint.

BOOM!

The Yuan Qi seethed. The Sword Qi vortex shattered, and the enormous black flame handprint vanished along with it.

"The mid-Profound Level Blood Cloud Sword Technique! No wonder you could shatter my Great Black Dark Palm! It seems I underestimated you!"

Chen Hei Feng frowned as he saw his Great Black Dark Palm destroyed.

Cang Nanyue hovered in mid-air, Red Moon Sword in hand, her robes fluttering like a cloud. Her gaze was fixed on Chen Hei Feng. "Chen Hei Feng, for the past five years, I have yearned for this day, every single moment. My current strength is beyond your imagination! Prepare to die!"

Cang Nanyue’s delicate brows rose. Tapping her foot against the air, her figure drifted towards Chen Hei Feng like a falling leaf, the Red Moon Sword in her hand a continuous blur of thrusts.

"HMPH! For your strength to grow so much in a mere five years, you are indeed a genius! Unfortunately, you’re a foolish one! To seek revenge before your strength was truly sufficient—today, you will undoubtedly die!"

A savage light flashed across Chen Hei Feng’s face. His Yuan Qi surged like a raging river, churning violently. His palms whipped up a vicious wind as he struck out repeatedly.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The Red Moon Sword, emanating crimson Sword Qi, repeatedly clashed with Chen Hei Feng’s black flame palm strikes. A continuous series of deep rumbles echoed in mid-air as their figures collided again and again. The intense Yuan Qi roiled like a tidal wave, causing the entire forest to tremble.

I wonder if Sister Nanyue can win...

Suddenly, his brow twitched. His sharp gaze darted towards the forest to the side.

A dozen or so black figures, exuding intense killing intent, were streaking towards them!