"You bastard, I'm helping you, and you dare curse me?"
"If I hadn't lent you my power, you'd be long dead. How could you have enjoyed even a moment of that glory?"
A voice rang in Chu Feng's ears — one that only he could hear. It was the Evil God Sword.
There was no anger in the Evil God Sword's words. Quite the opposite — they dripped with mockery.
"I told you to back off, so back off. My affairs are mine to decide. My body is not yours to command," Chu Feng said.
"Don't be so ungrateful, boy. If I withdraw my power now, do you think you can walk out of here alive?"
"You don't want to destroy the Kong Heavenly Clan, I understand. But without the protection of my power, will they let you go?" the Evil God Sword asked.
"Enough talk. From this moment on, you are forbidden from borrowing my body to kill another soul," Chu Feng said.
"Very well. I'll withdraw my power right now and leave you to die without even a grave." Having said that, the Evil God Sword genuinely attempted to pull its power back.
Yet almost at once, it let out a sound of surprise: "You… you're actually blocking me?"
It was genuinely shocked. It had discovered, with utter disbelief, that the power it had already bestowed upon Chu Feng could no longer be reclaimed.
"You are my weapon, and you will serve me. Don't forget — I am your master," Chu Feng said.
By now, the Evil God Sword had long since invaded his body. Through its killing intent, it had been indirectly seizing control of Chu Feng's physique, eroding his true will and driving him into a killing frenzy. That was why Chu Feng had been on such a bloody rampage.
Earlier, Kong Zheng had stood before him. Chu Feng knew Kong Zheng. There had been conflict between them before, but Chu Feng truly had no desire to kill him.
That encounter had restored Chu Feng to his senses. The Evil God Sword trembling in his hand moments ago — that had been his own struggle to break free from the murderous intent the Evil God Sword had been pumping into him.
Chu Feng did not want to continue the slaughter. Even if the Kong Heavenly Clan had treated him unjustly, that was no reason to wipe them out. After all, many of their members had known nothing of the affair, bore Chu Feng no ill will, and some of the younger generation even idolized him, regarding him as a role model.
Had it not been for the Evil God Sword's overwhelming killing intent influencing him, Chu Feng would never have slaughtered so many innocent members of the Kong Heavenly Clan.
Now, he had no wish to keep killing. But he also knew that if the Evil God Sword withdrew its power, he would die right here.
If he spared the Kong Heavenly Clan, the Kong Heavenly Clan would absolutely not spare him in return.
And so, through sheer force of will, Chu Feng seized control of the Evil God Sword's power and kept it flowing for his own use.
Whoosh —
In an instant, Chu Feng shot into the sky and streaked away into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he vanished completely.
"He… he's really gone?!!!"
Watching Chu Feng disappear, the members of the Kong Heavenly Clan let out a collective sigh of relief. But the terror lingering in their hearts was far from eased.
Chu Feng had left, yet that sky-spanning blood cloud still lingered — like a blade suspended over their heads, filling them with unease, convinced that death could descend at any moment.
However, after Chu Feng departed, the blood cloud gradually began to dissipate, and that heaven-towering killing intent dissipated with it entirely.
Only then did they begin to believe that Chu Feng had truly gone.
But the Kong Heavenly Clan now lay in ruins. In mere moments, nearly half of the clan's buildings had been destroyed by Chu Feng, and a full third of its members had been slain.
Fortunately, many clan members had been away from the estate. Otherwise… the losses would have been far worse.
"Clan Master!!!"
Only now did the clan's elders finally take to the air, descending to support the Kong Heavenly Clan's Clan Master, who had been kneeling in the void, and help him to the ground.
"Clan Master, how could this Chu Feng possibly possess such power?"
"Thank heavens he left. Had he stayed, our Kong Heavenly Clan might have been utterly destroyed today."
"Clan Master… it appears that our Grand Elders perished at his hands. The losses we've suffered today are devastating beyond measure."
These aged patriarchs — peak Martial Ancestor powerhouses, every one of them — now found tears streaming down their faces.
Of course they were in agony. This was their clan. It had nearly been annihilated.
"Chu Feng — he is far too ruthless. I swear this grudge can never coexist under the same sky!"
Even as grief gripped them, one elder let out a roar of fury.
"Do not go after Chu Feng." Yet at that moment, the Kong Heavenly Clan's Clan Master spoke up in a feeble voice.
Hearing those words, every member of the Kong Heavenly Clan froze. Their gazes toward the Clan Master were filled with disbelief.