"How... how did he get in?"

"He... he shattered the city gate with a single punch and just charged right in."

The soldier who brought the news reported every last detail, but his words left everyone present feeling dizzy.

’What does he mean, "shattered the city gate with a single punch"?’

’Is the city gate something that can be shattered by a single punch?’

’Even with a battering ram, it would take half a day of pounding to break down the gate, right?’

’Isn’t that punch a little too outrageous?’

However, at this moment, they couldn’t afford to dwell on how Fang Shuwen had gotten in. The problem was that he had already fought his way inside. Could they afford to show weakness now?

Wang Lu’an’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Gentlemen, why don’t you accompany me to meet this... Demon Evil God!?"

Everyone exchanged glances and rose to their feet at the same time.

Lan Yin’s brows furrowed slightly, but she didn’t say much. With a gentle wave of her hand, everyone in the hall immediately departed.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Yin was the only one left in the great hall of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Fang Shuwen..."

...

...

The soldier who went to report to the City Lord’s Mansion wasn’t actually wrong.

He had just omitted a few details.

For example, when Fang Shuwen arrived before the city gate, he was greeted by a shower of arrows.

Fang Shuwen felt that such greetings should be returned in kind, so he sent the volley of arrows right back.

Only then did he use the technique Four Shocks and Waves Splitting to shatter the gate.

Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the immediate attention of the Jianghu martial artists within the city.

But they didn’t charge out to attack him right away.

Though they usually talked a big game, when they were truly face to face with Fang Shuwen, there wasn’t a single one whose legs didn’t cramp up in fear.

A man’s reputation precedes him, like a tree’s shadow.

There was no mistake about that.

At first, only gazes fell upon Fang Shuwen; no one made a rash move.

Not until a reckless fool leaped out from a tavern, wanting to test Fang Shuwen’s mettle.

Fang Shuwen slammed him into the ground, killing him instantly.

In that instant, it was as if a layer of ice had formed over everyone’s enthusiasm.

Fang Shuwen had come here today to kill.

He certainly wasn’t going to be polite about it. So, after killing that man and seeing no reaction from the rest of the crowd, Fang Shuwen could only smile, cup his fists, and say:

"I heard that masters in Anyue City are as numerous as the clouds in the sky, and that you were all waiting for me. That is why I eagerly rushed over."

"But seeing you now, I must say I’m greatly disappointed."

"Where are the masters?"

His words were boundlessly arrogant.

In truth, this wasn’t in line with Fang Shuwen’s character. But now that he was an enemy of the entire world, he might as well be arrogant. If he continued to keep a low profile, would these people spare him? Would they spare Long Qingzhi?

When being low-key was useless, arrogance could actually prevent a lot of trouble.

Of course, the prerequisite was to first solve the trouble right in front of him.

Fang Shuwen’s words were like a drop of water falling into a pan of boiling oil.

In an instant, the entire Anyue City erupted.

From the taverns lining both sides of the street, figures flew out one after another—some with sabers, some with swords, and some with spears. All manner of strange and exotic weapons were unleashed as they deployed their deadliest killing moves.

Their target, naturally, was Fang Shuwen!

Long Qingzhi was naturally pale with fright. As a young girl with no martial arts skills, how could she have ever witnessed such a scene?

But Fang Shuwen just laughed heartily.

"Well done!!"

He clasped his hands together, and with a low HUM, a Dharma Aspect wreathed in lightning suddenly rose up behind him.

With a mere thought from him, arcs of electricity exploded outwards.

VMMMM!

All those wielding weapons felt them begin to disobey their commands as the lightning force coursed up their arms and into their bodies. Those with weaker Inner Strength died under this Thunder God’s Fury without even catching a glimpse of Fang Shuwen.

However, there were also masters who broke through the blockade of Thunder God’s Fury and charged right up to Fang Shuwen.

But at this very moment, the Dharma Aspect behind Fang Shuwen suddenly transformed, turning lightning into fire!

Fire God’s Fury, like a raging inferno, abruptly swept out in all directions.

The masters who had rushed forward felt a scorching power engulf their bodies, burning their meridians and plunging them into excruciating pain.

In fact, the Celestial Intent Four Symbols Technique in Fang Shuwen’s hands had undergone a completely new transformation.

Different Inner Strength methods had also endowed the Celestial Intent Four Symbols Technique with different possibilities.

Coupled with the Third-Layer True Qi from the Nine Qi Divine Technique, the power of the techniques Fang Shuwen executed was boosted by a full four times.

This was because with every layer one advanced in the Nine Qi Divine Technique, the power doubled.

The first layer was the base. The second layer was double that, and the third layer was double the second, making it exactly four times the original power.

If one could cultivate it to the Ninth Extreme Realm, it would calculate out to a full two-hundred-fifty-six-fold amplification!

That was why it was said that with the Ninefold True Qi suffusing one’s body, one would be invincible and unstoppable.

This was by no means an empty boast!

This was a wonderful prospect.

Because the Ninth Extreme Realm was almost impossible for a mortal to reach; the further one progressed, the more difficult this Martial Arts became.

In reality, however, if one could cultivate to the Fifth Layer or Sixth Layer, the power one would possess would be enough to stand proudly in the Jianghu.

It was precisely because of the uniqueness of this Martial Arts that Fang Shuwen couldn’t help but feel that the Jianghu was far deeper than it seemed. If his clan could possess a peerless method like the Nine Qi Divine Technique, who was to say that other Divine Techniques didn’t exist in the Jianghu?

’Truly, one cannot underestimate the people of this world!’

But that was for the future. Today was different.

After a wave of Fire God’s Fury crashed down and killed a swath of people, Fang Shuwen brought one hand forward in a prayer-like gesture. Mercy Does Not Cross!