'Ding!'
The two lightly clinked their glasses, both wearing relaxed smiles, everything unspoken but understood.
Xu Wanqing took a small sip of wine, put down her glass, and then sat at the piano. Her long, fair fingers gently glided over the keys, producing beautiful music.
Mu took out a thumb-sized crystal bottle, shook it lightly, revealing blue liquid inside, dreamlike and emitting an eerie glow.
This was the new potion, a rare substance capable of stimulating the potential of extraordinary beings. Extraction was difficult, but its effects were astonishing.
His gaze was gentle, as if admiring the most enchanting treasure, playing with it while waiting for news of the outcome.
"Everything is destined," he murmured softly to himself.
In the mountains, among the thirteen extraordinary beings, four had already fallen to the ground, dead, blood pouring from their noses and mouths.
Their mental states had been in intense fluctuation; encountering Mu Niu Yin again caused further stimulation, surpassing their current limits, unable to bear the consequences.
"Ahhh..."
Other extraordinary beings were also screaming in agony, faces contorted, some rolling on the ground clutching their heads, unable to endure.
Some even slammed their heads against trees, causing some thick old trees to snap with loud bangs, leaves scattering everywhere.
The blue potion was very mysterious, its effects extremely potent, granting them immense power, but now, the results were terrifying.
Thirteen extraordinary beings were all experts, yet within moments, four had died due to an external mental shock, leading to this disaster.
"This is my life's work, it can still be improved, there must be a way to improve it." In the distance, the old alchemist muttered, lying on the ground, his mouth full of bloody foam.
He hadn't drunk the potion, his mental state normal, but as just an ordinary human, under Chu Feng's roar, he had already sustained serious injuries.
"Ho ho..." Suddenly, one extraordinary being lunged forward, towering three meters tall, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, pupils dilated.
Intense mental fluctuations had damaged his mind, making him confused, brain severely injured.
Pfft!
This extraordinary being grabbed the old alchemist and violently tore him apart, amidst screams, creating a gruesome scene, blood spilling everywhere.
Chu Feng couldn't bear to watch, though he had acted ruthlessly earlier, he wasn't so brutal. These extraordinary beings had gone mad, their savagery terrifying and despicable.
On the ground, other extraordinary beings rolled around, some entangled together, attacking without coordination, purely instinctive, a return to beastliness.
Chu Feng didn't hesitate, striding forward, sword flashing, blood splattering, several bodies separating instantly, dying on the spot.
If these mad extraordinary beings escaped the mountains, they would cause great harm to nearby towns.
At the same time, Chu Feng had no intention of letting them go. Since they came here to kill him, there was nothing more to say; they must pay the price.
Moreover, as extraordinary beings, when plotting to murder others, they should have known that someday, someone might take their lives too.
Pfft pfft pfft...
Chu Feng's sword flashed mercilessly, the black short sword sharp like a blade, wherever it passed, head after head fell.
Instantly, six or seven people had their heads separated from their bodies.
Even those who had already died, he walked over and added a final blow, ensuring thoroughness, leaving no future troubles.
"You're so ruthless!"
One person actually opened his eyes, though lifeless, staggering, he regained some consciousness, shocked and terrified.
"Can I be more ruthless than you? So many people came to kill me, bringing various heavy weapons. Any other person would've died by now," Chu Feng responded coldly.
"Kill!"
That person roared, although his pupils were dilated, struggling, he still erupted, charging at Chu Feng, determined to fight to the death.
It wasn't that he feared no death, but he knew that without resistance, he was doomed to die; only fighting desperately gave him a chance to survive.
In an instant, his body petrified, becoming like a stone statue, but not slow, stomping the earth trembled, terrifying, enveloped in yellow mist, punching forward.
Wherever he passed, many objects turned to stone.
Chu Feng was secretly amazed, having noticed this extraordinary being earlier, seeing him turn half flesh, half stone, now completely petrified.
Clang!
Chu Feng activated his short sword, since he didn't understand the situation, he didn't use his fist seal, fearing being turned into a stone statue.
Black sword light slashed through, cutting the stone man's palm, red blood flowing out, along with a faint yellow mist surging towards Chu Feng.
His expression changed slightly, using his Bull Demon Fist, his body instantly crystalline, the yellow mist only numbing his arm, under his full force vibration, the fist seal glowing, skin unharmed.
The so-called petrification was blocked.
Feeling the vibrations of the Bull Demon Fist covering his body with a layer of secret power, isolating the yellow mist, preventing it from harming his body.
Chu Feng now understood, without any hesitation, unleashing his full power.
Bang!
After several collisions, a punch landed on the chest of the extraordinary being, sending him flying, cracking sounds echoing in mid-air.
Crack!
The stone man shattered, disintegrating mid-air, falling to the ground, parts of him stone, parts bleeding.
This was very strange.
But the stone man was finally dead!
"No matter what kind of demon you are, one punch will kill you!" Chu Feng calmly said.
After consecutive attacks, only one remained, the one who made Chu Feng feel threatened, surrounded by lava. Now sitting there holding his head, leaning against an old tree.
This person was exceptionally powerful, even after suffering backlash, almost mentally torn apart, retaining his last bit of consciousness, eyes bloodshot, staring at Chu Feng.
"All dead, stepping on the corpses of extraordinary beings, hands stained with blood, never thought the so-called ordinary person was that mysterious expert."
He knew Chu Feng, seen his photo, as the leader of these extraordinary beings, understanding the hidden story.
"Time to go," Chu Feng said, voice not loud but strong.
Boom!
This extraordinary being emitted blinding light, red flames soaring dozens of meters high, surrounding giant trees instantly turning to ashes.
He didn't want to surrender, roaring, mobilizing his last strength, charging at Chu Feng, his punch carrying vast amounts of lava.
Earth and stones melted, erupting with his punch, a terrifying sight.
Undoubtedly, this person was very formidable, a master, normally hard for anyone to stop.
But now, his condition was terrible, headache splitting, despite a tenfold increase in power, it quickly weakened, ineffective.
Chu Feng, experienced from previous battles, activated his fist seal, bursting with ultimate power, a massive black bull appearing vividly, charging forward with his punch.
Boom!
Mountains destroyed, ancient trees collapsing, a massive explosion occurred!
All caused by their clash.
"Cough!"
Inside the flames, amidst lava, the extraordinary being coughed up blood, grabbing his hair, headache splitting, another roar from the bull shaking him until blood flowed from his seven orifices.
Simultaneously, his chest slightly indented, hit hard.
Chu Feng's punch, forming the ultimate divine shape of the bull, incredibly powerful, piercing through fire, dispersing red lava, hitting his chest.
"The new potion ruined me!" the extraordinary being roared, eyes bloodshot, face distorted, extremely unwilling, unable to exert his normal strength.
Though seemingly mighty, now just an empty shell!
At the same time, Chu Feng sensed danger, looking up at the sky, an armed helicopter returning with a roar.
He swiftly moved, dodging away.
Earlier, the pilot also suffered from terrifying sonic attacks, even at a distance, nearly breaking down mentally, almost crashing.
Far off, swaying, circling for a long time before recovering, bombing again.
Boom!
A massive explosion in the mountains, rockets falling, destroying the area.
The leader of the extraordinary beings, amidst flames and debris, was blasted backward, sensing a chill at his neck, then saw his opponent.
Chu Feng, wielding his short sword, slashed down like a black divine rainbow, slicing off his head, calmly retreating.
The leader of the extraordinary beings' eyes filled with despair and shock, this opponent too terrifying, daring to approach in the midst of explosions, taking his life.
Chu Feng retreated far back, entering the mountains, calm and composed.
Later, discovering a base, several people holding heavy weapons, Chu Feng infiltrated, striking mercilessly amidst their horrified gazes.
Shortly after, hearing the roar of an armed helicopter again, he picked up a rocket launcher, stepped out, firing.
Boom!
Mid-air, sparks flying, the helicopter disintegrated, exploding fiercely.
In the county, a mansion.
Piano music like a gentle stream, like fluttering butterflies, lively and agile, lively notes jumping from her fair fingertips.
Representing Xu Wanqing's mood, she felt very comfortable.
Stopping the music, she stood up, smiling at Mu, "News has come, right?"
"Almost. No suspense," Mu smiled, believing the outcome was predetermined.
Then, the communicator rang, both in the room smiling.
"They're... all dead... everyone... all dead!" From the communicator, came heavy breathing, extreme fear, shouting hoarsely.
"What did you say?!" Mu sat up straight.
"All extraordinary beings killed, he... seems like... a demon!" Heavy panting could be heard, still alive but terrified.
"Explain clearly, what happened?!" Mu's expression changed, ordering the person to explain slowly.
"N-no... Ah!" That was the last sound, filled with terror, abruptly cut off, silence followed.
In the mountains, Chu Feng picked up the communicator, listening quietly, but there was no sound, silence, no more words.
He stood silently.
Finally, the person hung up quickly.
Chu Feng re-entered the mountains, continuously searching, eliminating several groups with heavy weapons, destroying traces he left behind.
Half an hour later, the mountains were utterly silent.
Chu Feng wiped the blood off his black short sword, inserted it into his boot, walking on fallen leaves, treading mountain paths, heading towards the county."