Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

"Heh heh heh…" Hearing Ouyang Feng's words, the three figures cackled sinisterly. They owed their very survival to the Essence Blood of those disciples, so when Ouyang Feng offered to double their reward, they all nodded in satisfaction.

"Speak. What do you need our help with?" one of the figures asked.

At this, Ouyang Feng told them everything about Shen Haoran. He finished by saying gravely, "I want the three of you to bring me Shen Haoran's head!"

Hearing Ouyang Feng's words, the three of them sneered. They looked at Ouyang Feng and said mockingly, "The great Valley Master of Fallen Valley, reduced to this state by a mere brat. You even have to call on the three of us for help. You're a true disgrace to Fallen Valley!"

"Ouyang Feng, I really wonder how you ever became the Valley Master of Fallen Valley. You can't even handle a small matter like this!"

"Tch. If you couldn't provide us with Essence Blood, we wouldn't even bother with you!" The three figures mocked Ouyang Feng relentlessly.

Listening to their mockery, Ouyang Feng's expression turned foul, but he concealed it well. He then said coldly, "I suggest the three of you get moving. Otherwise, if that brat escapes, the Essence Blood you desire will go up in smoke!"

"He's just a little brat. Do you think we're as useless as you? Just wait for our victory report!" The three figures cackled sinisterly before transforming into three wisps of black smoke. They drifted out of the main hall, quickly shot out of Yingchou Creek, and flew toward Qingfeng City.

'Hmph, just three dead men. You're nothing but my tools. What right do you have to lecture me? One day, I'll have you all kneeling at my feet, begging for mercy!' Watching the three black shadows disappear, Ouyang Feng's eyes filled with a cold light. With a flick of his sleeve, he vanished into the shadows.

The operation to capture Shen Haoran was swiftly launched from within Fallen Valley. Meanwhile, Shen Haoran himself was casually strolling through a mountain forest.

'Hey, Shen the kid, where are you headed? This doesn't seem to be the way back to where we were recovering,' Elder Yan asked, puzzled, in his mind.

"Mhm. Waiting is so dull. Why don't we go have some fun?" Shen Haoran said without breaking his stride, a roguish smile gracing his lips.

'Fun? What are you planning to do?' Elder Yan asked, not understanding.

"There happens to be a Fallen Valley outpost less than ten li from here. I'm guessing those Martial Artists were the ones who sent word to Fallen Valley from there. Judging by their efficiency, the assassins are probably already on their way. In that case, there's no reason for this outpost to exist anymore. I might as well go and uproot it first!" Shen Haoran said casually with a light chuckle.

Hearing Shen Haoran's words, Elder Yan could only shake his head helplessly, but he didn't try to stop him. 'After that great battle, Shen Haoran's strength broke through again. He's already a Tier Nine Spirit Marquis. The strongest expert Fallen Valley would leave in an outpost in some backwater town would probably be a Spirit Aspect Tier powerhouse at most. They'd never station a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse here. And as for Spirit Aspect Powerhouses, as long as they aren't beyond the Tier Five Spirit Aspect level, they're no match for Shen Haoran. Even if one is, don't I still have his back?'

After traveling through the mountain forest for half a day, Shen Haoran finally arrived outside a valley. Staring at the somewhat gloomy-looking valley, he couldn't help but remark, "Fallen Valley sure knows how to pick its spots. Why do they always choose these gloomy corners for their outposts? Are they allergic to sunlight?"

Elder Yan was left speechless by Shen Haoran's remark. 'The Cultivation Techniques practiced by Fallen Valley disciples are all of the yin-cold attribute. Of course they can't stand the sunlight.'

'What's your plan? Do you have one?' Elder Yan asked softly, looking at the eager Shen Haoran.

Shen Haoran, however, paused. He then clenched his fists and said, "A plan? What plan? I'm just going to charge right in. Who needs a plan!" With that, he leaped from the cliff. His body shot down like a meteorite, smashing violently in front of the Fallen Valley outpost's main gate. The immense force of the impact instantly brought the entire gate crashing down!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The gate collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust and rubble. A moment later, a brilliant Sword Light flared, cutting through the debris and revealing Shen Haoran's figure.

Shen Haoran held the Soul-devouring Sword, its tip aimed straight into the Fallen Valley outpost. A sky-piercing battle intent erupted from him, scattering the gloomy haze overhead.

"Listen up, you dogs! Your Grandmaster Shen is here! Come out and face your death!" Shen Haoran threw his head back and roared, sending a tangible shockwave of sound rolling into the Fallen Valley outpost.

"Who dares to cause trouble at the gates of our Fallen Valley outpost!" The commotion from the collapsing gate, combined with Shen Haoran's taunting roar, had alerted all the Martial Artists inside, who were now rushing toward the entrance.

"Shen Haoran! It's you!" Seeing the imposing figure of Shen Haoran standing before the gate, the pupils of the Fallen Valley disciples constricted. Portraits of Shen Haoran had already been distributed to every outpost, so they recognized him instantly.

"Hmph, Shen Haoran. You shun the open road to heaven and instead come knocking on the gates of Hell! How dare you show your face here!" the leading Fallen Valley disciple sneered. "Men, take him down! We can use him to claim a reward from headquarters!" At his words, the other Fallen Valley disciples let out a furious roar and charged at Shen Haoran, their eyes filled with a crazed fervor. They knew the reward offered by headquarters was incredibly generous. If they could just get Shen Haoran's head, they would be promoted to Elder and could finally leave this hellhole!

Watching the Fallen Valley disciples charge toward him, Shen Haoran gently stroked the Soul-devouring Sword in his hand, a cold smile forming on his lips. "Let the show begin with you lot!" With that, his figure flashed, transforming into a streak of black light as he shot forward. In the blink of an eye, he plunged into the crowd of disciples.

Shen Haoran charging into the crowd was like a wolf pouncing on a flock of sheep. The Fallen Valley disciples couldn't block his sharp Soul-devouring Sword at all. With every flash of Sword Light, another head flew into the air, and blood instantly sprayed out, showering down like a crimson rain.

These disciples had completely underestimated Shen Haoran's combat prowess. They had been skeptical of the report from headquarters; after all, how could a Spirit Marquis Tier Martial Artist possibly kill a Spirit Emperor Level powerhouse? But the instant they clashed with him, they understood. This Shen Haoran, despite only being at the Spirit Marquis Tier, was a true Killing God. People like them could never hope to stop him!

The Fallen Valley Martial Artists' bravado lasted less than a second before it completely crumbled. Like a routed army, they scrambled to flee deeper into the outpost, and the scene descended into utter chaos.

"Quick! Go get Elder Liu and Elder Wang! Tell them Shen Haoran is here!" The desperate shouts of the Fallen Valley Martial Artists mingled with bloodcurdling screams, turning the entire outpost into something resembling the Nine Netherworld Hell…

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