Suddenly, Chu Feng turned to Wang Qiang and said:
"Don't worry, I won't kill him. Because his lifebound treasure simply cannot withstand me."
With those words, the Evil God Sword in Chu Feng's hand thrust straight toward Kong Yuehua.
ROOAR—
A blood-red sword light erupted forth, once again unleashing the soul-piercing wails of ghosts and howls of wolves that shook the heart.
The blood-red sword light streaked across the void and landed squarely on the lifebound treasure surrounding Kong Yuehua.
BOOM—
A piercing crash rang out as golden light exploded in all directions. At the same time, the copper bowl manifested once more — but now, like that golden light, it had already shattered into countless fragments that scattered in every direction.
Kong Xuanlian's lifebound treasure had been broken by a single strike from Chu Feng.
It had to be known that this lifebound treasure was said to be unbreakable — no one could destroy it so long as Kong Xuanlian still lived.
But now, Chu Feng had not attacked Kong Xuanlian directly. Instead, he had struck the lifebound treasure head-on and shattered it just like that. How could people not be shocked?
Pfft—
At the same time, Kong Xuanlian coughed up a mouthful of blood.
After vomiting that blood, his complexion turned deathly pale in an instant. He, who had been standing steadily in the void, began swaying back and forth, unable to even keep his footing.
In that single moment, he seemed to have aged by decades — practically like a man on the verge of death.
"E-E-Eldest Brother Kong, are you… are you alright?" Wang Qiang stepped forward and supported Kong Xuanlian.
At the same time, that mysterious figure also arrived at Kong Xuanlian's side.
But now, having already shattered the lifebound treasure, Chu Feng did not continue attacking Kong Yuehua. Instead, he stood rooted to the spot, motionless.
To be precise, he was not entirely still — the arm clutching the Evil God Sword was trembling violently.
"Damn it." Suddenly, Chu Feng spoke, and a look of agony appeared on his face.
He then looked down at the Evil God Sword in his hand and asked, "Why do you keep flooding me with killing intent, disrupting my state of mind?"
"Heh heh heh…" After Chu Feng spoke, a strange, eerie laugh echoed in his ear.
"Boy, they want to kill you. And yet you'd still let them go?"
"Kill!!!"
"Annihilate their entire clan. Only by doing so can you establish your dominion." The voice continued, but only Chu Feng could hear it — it was the voice of the Evil God Sword.
"Senior Kong Xuanlian risked his life to save me. Now he's trying to stop me with everything he has. I cannot harm him," Chu Feng said.
"What does his life or death matter to you? If he stands in your way again, just kill him," the Evil God Sword said.
"Senior Kong has shown me kindness. How could I kill him?" Chu Feng said.
"Foolish compassion. Since you can't bear to kill them, then today I'll do it for you." With those words from the Evil God Sword, Chu Feng felt wave after wave of killing intent surging into his body.
This killing intent was far too powerful — it was on the verge of completely devouring Chu Feng's reason. He was struggling to maintain his composure, his heart filled with resentment and murderous impulse. The only thing he wanted to do now was slaughter every last member of the Kong Heavenly Clan.
"My Queen, I… I've been taken over by this cursed weapon. Help me — help me purge this killing intent," Chu Feng pleaded, sensing the dire situation.
"Chu Feng, it's not that I won't help you. It's that when it comes to something like this, I truly am powerless."
"Moreover, to be honest, even if I could help you, I wouldn't. I actually think those old fogies from the Kong Heavenly Clan deserve to die, and the rest of the Kong Heavenly Clan deserves to be wiped out."
"If you're afraid of losing control and hurting those close to you, then you'd better tell Wang Qiang and the others to get away from here right now," the Queen said.
"Damn it." Chu Feng's eyes burned blood-red, fury erupting like a inferno as his entire body trembled — as though he were locked in an agonizing internal struggle.
WHOOSH—
Suddenly, Chu Feng moved. He reached his hand toward Kong Yuehua.