The person standing at the cave entrance was Xu Mu from the Demon Exorcism Division.
His strength was such that he could have nearly beheaded Nan Feng with mere splashed sword energy.
"This is all a misunderstanding..."
Upon clearly seeing who stood at the cave entrance, Nan Feng hastily tried to explain, but before he could utter the word "understand," a loud bang erupted from behind him.
"Crack!"
The mountain trembled, and Nan Feng stumbled.
"What was that noise!"
He turned his head in shock, only to see a dark green wind blade explode fiercely before Changsun Wuji, who had just flown forward.
Someone had attacked Changsun Wuji.
But the latter, possessing imperial blood and an incredibly fearsome and domineering power, imbued it into his hand. With a single punch, he utterly destroyed the wind blade spell.
"Attacking me, are you sure!"
Golden light flowed in Changsun Wuji's eyes as he shouted sternly, attempting to intimidate everyone.
But his answer was a barrage of spells from all directions.
Thus, he could only activate his domain at any cost.
"Boom!"
Changsun Wuji's domain activated, and his terrifying, domineering power crushed the latent abilities in the surrounding space. The incoming abilities dissolved one by one.
However, immediately after, even more powerful spells descended like a tidal wave.
Changsun Wuji let out a cold snort, his expression turning ashen.
He finally understood. Those people were scrambling as if snatching a treasure, afraid they wouldn't get a piece of the pie.
He had clearly become a prize, their prey!
"Later, you will all pay the price!"
Changsun Wuji roared, urging his domain to expand and engaging in battle with the crowd. The ground shook and energies filled the sky.
"This... this..."
Nan Feng watched the chaotic scene before him, unsure of what to do.
He didn't know if he should make these people stop.
Because Xu Mu had not yet made a move.
Nan Feng took a deep breath, clinging to a glimmer of hope. If Xu Mu intervened, he could then distance himself from these people, offer some points as compensation, and resolve the matter with minimal fuss.
That was one way to handle it, but what if Xu Mu didn't intervene?
Nan Feng hesitated. If he broke his promise now and prevented these people from killing Changsun Wuji, he could no longer function as their alliance leader.
Furthermore, this would create a chain reaction.
He would lose control of these people, lose his command over the region, and thus wouldn't be able to take the lion's share of the points from the siege. His point growth would return to normal.
Without the support of these dozens of people, even if he stayed in this place for a year, he likely wouldn't reach one hundred thousand points, because those great demons were truly terrifying.
"I can only take a risk and gamble that he won't move!"
Nan Feng thought of the items in the Point Treasury, and forcibly swallowed the words "stop" that were on the tip of his tongue.
He decided to risk a small loss for a potentially larger gain. At worst, if Xu Mu intervened, he would compensate him a few thousand points. He hadn't participated himself, so Changsun Wuji's fate wouldn't be his fault!
But suddenly, two dark figures darted out from beside him.
They were two Phase Four lords, distinguished by purple point bars above their heads, both of them assassins.
Nan Feng was familiar with their auras, knowing they were a pair of twins skilled in throwing knives.
"They wouldn't be going for..."
The fatty's face suddenly changed drastically.
Because the target of those two was the cliffside cave entrance.
Xu Mu stood there, and they hadn't recognized him.
"It's over!"
Nan Feng's heart sank to the bottom.
Initially, he wasn't sure if Xu Mu would intervene, but after the assassination attempt by these two, the other party would surely act.
That black sword would kill them all!
"You two fools, stop quickly!"
Nan Feng stomped on the ground, charging forward like an elephant, shouting loudly. He tried to make the two stop, but they were complete idiots and didn't listen!
"Dragging their feet, a thousand points, why wouldn't we take it."
One of the black-clad killers glanced back at Nan Feng and said dismissively.
He had been in this secret realm for eight days and only had five thousand points. Now, a thousand points were laid out before him, and Nan Feng had told them to make a move. How could they stop?
"To be ordered around and then told to stop? You fatso, really think you're the big brother!"
The other black-clad assassin muttered disdainfully, simultaneously flicking a dart from his sleeve towards Xu Mu from a distance.
It was a throwing knife, entirely emerald green, engraved with a fish-tail ripple mark.
The moment it flew from his sleeve and made contact with the air, the surrounding ambient energies were automatically drawn towards it, as if a magnet had fallen into a mine.
The throwing knife's phantom form expanded dramatically, stirring up violent winds wherever it passed, and sonic booms appeared at its tail.
Xu Mu's expression turned solemn, and he secretly tightened his grip on his sword.
He saw this throwing knife very clearly, but that didn't mean he could easily dodge it.
It was like Emperor Fuxi approaching him from the sea.
It seemed slow, but in reality, it had already reached him.
The speed of this throwing knife was unbelievably fast. Before Xu Mu could even complete a blink, it had reached within three meters of him.
"It's over!"
Seeing this, Nan Feng stopped in his tracks, no longer attempting to pursue.
Although he was a lord who primarily cultivated his physical body, he was not skilled in speed.
Moreover, this throwing knife was the man's ultimate technique, infused with his assassin domain.
Its speed was so fast that even wind-attribute ability users would find it difficult to keep up. It had already reached within three meters of Xu Mu, so chasing it was futile; the knife was destined to hit.
But could it injure Xu Mu?
In that instant, Nan Feng halted his movement and began to ponder.
Logically, Xu Mu's strength was evident for all to see. They should have been powerless against that sword.
Yet now, the throwing knife was within a meter of Xu Mu's head, but he still stood there motionless, his sword untouched.
He showed no signs of defense or evasion.
Nan Feng frowned. Was he unable to react, or simply too disdainful to dodge?
"Could your physical body have already reached that level of strength?"
Nan Feng's thoughts raced, all this consideration happening in the blink of an eye.
Yes, there was only one possible explanation.
Xu Mu was perhaps intending to receive this throwing knife with his pure physical body.
Such arrogant and presumptuous behavior was, of course, a good thing for him.
"Since that's the case, I won't stop them."
"If he blocks it, they two will die, those disobedient scoundrels!"
"If he doesn't block it..."
Nan Feng looked at the sword in Xu Mu's hand and suddenly gave a sinister smile.
That sword was likely a divine weapon forged within the Demon Exorcism Division.
Its value might be directly equivalent to one hundred thousand points!
If Xu Mu were injured, he would take advantage of the situation and try to seize it.
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