Before any of the four made a move, the air churned with violent force. After a clash in aura, Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged, while the three showed clear shock. All were at the middle stage, and Wu Di was even at the fifth stage, yet their combined spirit pressure could not suppress Luo Chen! With a single counter, he had shaken off the restraint!

Crimson chains drifted through the air as Luo Chen advanced instead of retreating and shouted, "Throughout my life, I've never feared my peers, whether one or many at once. Send as many as you want, I'll kill them all. Come!"

As he advanced, he continuously formed seals, and blazing suns rose behind him one after another. Seeing this, Wu Di remained calm. "Solar Flare, huh? It may have some variations, but it’s still low-grade."

Wu Di drew out his sword. The sea beyond the dock surged as a blue water dragon rose and charged toward the blazing suns. The two behind him also took out their own weapons and followed him.

Luo Chen's wings flapped hard; he shot upward, while the suns dropped sharply behind him. Upon reaching a great height, he pressed his palm downward. The Azure Yang Great Handprint appeared once more!

"What fast casting!" Wu Di was shocked—Luo Hai was casting spells at lightning speed! But despite his shock, his hands did not slow. He held a talisman between two fingers and poured in his mana. A giant turtle phantom rose into view. Once a cultivator grasped the Dao of Talisman, their talismans could be even faster than a cultivator's spells.

In the next instant, thunder roared across the dock as violent waves of mana swept in all directions. Buildings collapsed one after another; the sea surged without wind and caused the small vessels moored nearby to capsize. The Initiates of Jadecold City watched from afar with both anger and distress on their faces.

At the center of the battlefield, the three Wu family cultivators had just blocked Luo Chen's strike when they sensed something was wrong. Clouds of gray-white mist spread among the rain and sparks. Wherever the mist passed, it emitted hissing sounds and everything it touched dissolved.

Wu Di's sword cried out. "Wait... something's not right. It’s fiend qi! Be careful!"

By the time he warned them, the strange fiend qi had already enveloped the battlefield. It blocked their vision completely, which forced them to rely on divine consciousness. Yet another powerful divine consciousness, comparable to a late-stage Adept, surged in like a river dragon and threw their connection into disarray.

With that, their formation collapsed without even being attacked, and the three were forced to stand on their own. As they struggled to resist Luo Chen's Blazing Fire Miasma, a figure moved through the fiend qi he had unleashed as if it were water. Suddenly, an explosion echoed, and his silhouette vanished... and reappeared behind one of them. He reached out with one hand, and nine crimson chains followed, piercing through the man's protective barrier!

Pfft!

The barrier shattered, and his Golden Core was forcibly seized. The man’s mouth and eyes opened wide in terror. Yet before he could speak, green flames engulfed his entire body.

Luo Chen withdrew his hand and rushed toward the next target.

Wu Di sensed his clansman’s death and immediately shouted at the other one, "Behind you!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The remaining Adept heard the warning and shifted his defenses to his back without even turning. The distance between them was considerable, and he didn’t believe Luo Hai could reach him in time.

Sadly for him, Luo Chen did not need to reach him at all. He gathered his energy and struck with a palm from afar; this time, it was not the Azure Yang Great Handprint, but a roaring dragon of blood qi tearing through the sky. It was the Mountain Cleaving Monument Breaking Palm! A pure blood qi attack with unmatched dominance! The strike crossed the distance in the blink of an eye and blasted the man back dozens of zhang. Before he could steady himself, a crimson chain shot out from the fiend qi, pierced his sea of qi, and wrapped around his Golden Core.

Plenty of things happened and the description is inevitably lengthy, but it all took less than it takes a spark to vanish. The moment Wu Di used a secret technique to disperse the fiend qi around him, he saw the black-robed Daoist arrive. Behind him, nine chains dragged over two Golden Cores.

Luo Chen's eyes were icy, as if looking at a dead man. "Your turn!"

Wu Di's eyes burned with fury, and another talisman appeared in his hand. "Your life is mine!"

But just as he was about to activate the talisman, his mana suddenly stagnated and would not flow. He looked up in shock. At some point, a gray cauldron had appeared in the sky and was spinning rapidly. Streams of gray light descended from the cauldron and trapped him completely. Under that gray light, his water-element mana was completely frozen, and he could not activate the talisman at all.

Wu Di was horrified, but under the threat of death, he became even more frenzied. "Break, damn it!"

His Golden Core spun desperately, and violent mana surged through his limbs and meridians. He did not care about the damage it would cause. A moment later, his mana started moving again... but it was already too late. In battles between Adepts, a single breath was enough to decide everything.

In his vision, the black-robed Daoist formed a sword with his fingers and slashed down. A streak of sword energy cut off the hand holding the talisman. As the Sword of the Golden Harvest struck true, Luo Chen clenched his hand, and nine crimson chains shot in from all directions.

In a blink, they pierced through the giant turtle projection that had been shielding Wu Di and riddled his body with holes. Wu Di's eyes dimmed as he opened his mouth, and a final thought stirred. Even if I die, I won't let you off easy.

Before the thought could finish, a surge of violent mana spread outward. Luo Chen frowned and used Voidburst Step to shift a few dozens of zhang to the side.

B-BOOOMMMMMM!!!!

A violent surge from a Golden Core self-destruction erupted in midair, and the gray cauldron above was caught in it. It flipped over a hundred times before returning to Luo Chen's hand. He glanced at his life-bound treasure and saw it was entirely unharmed. He gave a slight nod and beckoned, and the remaining Blazing Fire Miasma slowly returned. The severed hand clutching the blue talisman was also pulled in.

Only then did the cultivators at the northern dock of Jadecold City see the true outcome of the battle. Or rather, the lone survivor, Luo Chen.

In just a short moment, three Adepts were gone.

Such a result left the entire area silent. Only when several streaks of light flew in from the east, south, and west did things stir again. Luo Chen grinned. "Hmph! Alright, keep chasing. The next one to die will be you!"

Though it was obviously just a casual jab thrown in the wind, each person felt these words were aimed at them personally.

Luo Chen then fled toward the far north without looking back. However, his flight was noticeably slower than before.

Meanwhile, several figures descended above the dock, and their expressions shifted as they scrutinized the aftermath of the battle.

At last, Qian Ting said coldly, "Chase him. He's been burning through his mana to cast those spells. He can't have much left. Look how much his speed has dropped!"