Chapter 1960: How Strange

The heirs of the noble families in the capital city watched as the two seemingly righteous martial artists were gradually surrounded by that group of experts and couldn't help but frown.

By now, the poison had already begun to invade Wu Qingfeng's heart. He swayed unsteadily as he moved toward Fairy Yu.

A young man hurriedly stepped forward to support Wu Qingfeng. "Big Brother Wu, are you alright?"

He was deeply worried about Wu Qingfeng's current condition. That was the son of the current Grand Tutor, after all. If he died here, even if they, the children of noble families, survived, they would probably be severely punished by their families.

Wu Qingfeng looked at Fairy Yu with a pale face. "I'm fine as long as Lady Yu'er is fine."

He had expected to receive a few words of gratitude, but what greeted him was Fairy Yu's inattention. She was staring in another direction entirely. Wu Qingfeng's expression darkened almost imperceptibly.

Then, he said in a low voice, "These two martial artists are kind, but now that they are surrounded, I'm afraid they cannot escape death. However, they can still buy some time for the people of the God Martial Division to rush over."

He paused for a moment before looking toward Fairy Yu. "Lady Yu'er, nothing will happen to you. Rest assured. Even if I have to put my life on the line, I will ensure your safety. I will never allow anyone to sow discord between my father and Li Guozhu."

Fairy Yu nodded absentmindedly, her curious gaze still focused on Fang Chen. "Mm."

How strange... Why does it feel like I've seen him somewhere before?

Seeing how indifferent Fairy Yu was toward him, Wu Qingfeng's expression darkened even further. He didn't even listen to the caring words of the young brother beside him, but instead looked over toward Fang Chen and Lang Daochun's side.

Lang Daochun stared at the group of martial artists before him with a half-smile. "Lord Fang, you've noticed it too, right?"

Fang Chen nodded. "Their techniques all come from the same school. They practice the same cultivation method as well."

The expressions beneath the martial artists' masks immediately changed.

The burly martial artist stood with his back to everyone and said indifferently, "Deal with them quickly. Don't waste time."

"Yes!"

The martial artists glanced at one another.

Since they didn't know the depths of Fang Chen and Lang Daochun's strength, they sent out two people to test the waters.

Lang Daochun smiled at Fang Chen. "This is your territory, so you handle it. I won't make a move."

He was a member of the Demon Race, while this was Enlightenment Star. If he killed even a single person here and word got out, it would be difficult to explain himself to the Enlightenment God Palace, especially with Fang Chen standing right beside him.

The two sides were currently still in a period of adjustment. During the meetings among the upper echelons in recent years, they had even discussed lifting the forbidden art between the two races once Motian Dizang attained the Dao.

If those techniques were lifted, the war between the Human race and the Demon race would truly come to an end.

Moreover, members of the Demon Race had been reincarnating here for many years. Even if they awakened their memories as demons, they might not necessarily consider themselves members of the Demon Race anymore. Eventually, the distinction between the two races would become increasingly blurred.

The instant Lang Daochun finished speaking, the two martial artists surged with internal energy and shot toward them like bolts of lightning.

The children of the noble families cried out in alarm. Some of the young ladies couldn't bear to watch what was about to happen to Fang Chen and Lang Daochun and subconsciously covered their eyes.

Only Fairy Yu kept her eyes wide open, unwilling to miss a single moment.

A trace of emotion appeared in Fang Chen's eyes. Slow, so slow.

Sometimes he felt that time had passed so quickly. It felt like yesterday when he had been that blind, broken man who was miserably brought back to Grand Xia from the Three World Mountain battlefield by his subordinates. Now, he was infinitely more powerful than that version of himself. Now, these two martial artists, who could have easily killed his past self, were as slow as turtles in his perception.

Fang Chen extended a finger and tapped lightly twice in the air.

The void rippled.

The two martial artists froze in midair as if time had stopped. Then, without warning, their bodies began to scatter with the wind, as if they were made up of sand.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Everyone watching only saw the martial artist tap the air twice with his finger, and the two martial artists scattered like fine sand in the wind.

Hiss.

Whether it was the martial artists surrounding Fang Chen and Lang Daochun or the noble scions of the capital city, everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

They had seen people being killed, but never like this!

Astonishment appeared on Wu Qingfeng's face. "How is this possible!?"

He was considered well-traveled and knowledgeable, and he also knew how elite this group of martial experts was. Otherwise, how would they dare to commit crimes in the most prosperous area of the capital city. Yet, that man had erased them from existence!

Perhaps noticing the astonishment on Wu Qingfeng's face, the burly martial artist suddenly spun around and stared uncertainly at Fang Chen and Lang Daochun.

"Why aren't you making a move yet?"

Someone stammered, "Bo... Boss, we did make a move. It's just that..."

"Just that what? Do two mere insignificant martial artists scare you? Hurry up and finish them off! The people of the God Martial Division might be arriving any second now."

"Yes..."

The group had no choice but to brace themselves and charge toward Fang Chen.

Fang Chen tapped the air again. That one tap caused all the martial artists holding sabers to freeze in place. Then, together with their clothes and masks, they all turned into dust and sand.

Only a few martial artists who had been too scared to attack escaped this disaster.

After seeing their comrades die in such a fashion, they had already been scared out of their wits. How could they possibly dare go forward and throw their lives away?

Only now did the leader finally understand why Wu Qingfeng had been wearing such a strange expression.

"Who... who on earth are you two...?" he stammered. "W-we are acting on behalf of the people and killing villains. Please, sirs, show mercy. If we have disturbed your peace, I will take my men and leave right now."

"These reclusive experts must have been enjoying the scenery when these criminals launched their attack! These villains disturbed their peace, so they finally decided to act!"

"They might not be as young as they look. I heard that supreme experts can retain their youthful appearance."

The noble scions of the capital city suddenly became excited. Even the leading fierce criminal had admitted defeat. The danger they faced today had finally passed.

Someone barked, "You criminal, hurry up and give the antidote to Big Brother Wu!"

"Alright, here!"

The enemy did not hesitate and immediately threw out a porcelain bottle.

Wu Qingfeng caught it and immediately poured out a pill from inside. He swallowed it without even looking. The black qi covering his face finally started to recede. His complexion even looked a bit better.

Seeing that, everyone finally let out sighs of relief.

The leading martial artist stared tensely at Fang Chen and Lang Daochun. He was afraid any wrong move would grant him the same fate as his subordinates.

Fang Chen smiled and pointed at Wu Qingfeng. "How strange. Why is the cultivation method you practice exactly the same as his?"

Huh?

Everyone looked stunned. For a moment, they couldn't quite process what Fang Chen meant. Only a handful of the young men and women seemed to realize something. Their eyes flickered thoughtfully as they cast extremely discreet glances toward Wu Qingfeng.