Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart!

Fang Shuwen’s eyes widened in realization. ’So it’s him.’

When he and Long Qingzhi had previously discussed the various experts of the Northern Domain’s Jianghu, she had mentioned this very person.

He was considered one of the most prominent masters among the unaffiliated wanderers of the Jianghu.

It was said that among these top-tier masters, some didn’t even give a second thought to the likes of Ye Wufeng and Zhao Kuangtu.

He wondered if this man was one of them.

Fang Shuwen looked up at him and chuckled.

"Since you are so compassionate, Master, why don’t you come down here and die for them?"

"If I do not enter hell, who will?"

Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart also smiled upon hearing this, but he did not move.

"But if I were to enter hell, who would be left to guide their souls to deliverance?"

"..."

Fang Shuwen thought about it for a moment.

"He does seem to have a point. But, since he has no intention of making a move, what do all of you intend to do now?

"Will you continue to besiege me?

"Or will you give up and leave Anyue City?"

It felt extremely strange for Fang Shuwen to be the one asking this question.

He was the one being besieged, yet he was now the one discussing with them whether or not to continue the siege...

And it was a question they couldn’t answer.

They didn’t dare to keep fighting.

But not fighting... even if they were willing to stop, Fang Shuwen might not be.

Their current situation could be summed up in a single phrase: they were riding a tiger and found it impossible to get off.

Fang Shuwen’s brows furrowed slightly. He hated this kind of dragging and dithering more than anything.

Either fight or don’t.

Was it so hard to give a straight answer?

"Since none of you can make a choice, I will make it for you."

Fang Shuwen took a step forward, channeling power into both palms—the fifth palm of the Great Black Heaven God Palm, Anger Burning Heaven!!

This Palm Technique was grand and sweeping, overwhelming foes with sheer, boundless Inner Strength. The surging Palm Power transformed into a heaven-scorching rage, and wherever it passed, countless screams of agony erupted.

Although it wasn’t as focused as the other Palm Techniques, its might grew in direct proportion to the user’s Inner Strength.

Unleashed with Fang Shuwen’s current Cultivation, death was nearly instantaneous for anyone touched by the Palm Power.

Only the leaders of the various factions, like Bai Hongzhou, were able to barely survive the blow.

After that one use of Anger Burning Heaven, it was impossible to tell how many more had died.

The once-teeming crowd had become sparse.

The lucky survivors wandered dazedly among the corpses, as if searching for their former friends and companions.

However, all they could see were the mangled remains of those killed by the Palm Power. Finding a friend among so many bodies was no different from searching for a needle in a haystack.

For a time, there were those who wailed and those who cursed.

But even more numerous were those who had now truly witnessed Fang Shuwen’s Martial Arts; without a sound, they turned and fled.

The Master of the New Rain Pavilion, Zhuo Qingshan, also wanted to run. But the next moment, his entire body tensed. He whipped his head around to find Fang Shuwen extending an open hand toward him.

He immediately cried out in alarm:

"Everyone, attack together! Otherwise, none of us will leave here alive today!!"

While these words were certainly spoken in a moment of desperation to save his own life, they were not entirely without reason.

Given Fang Shuwen’s methods, if they failed to kill him here today, every martial artist in Anyue City would likely die at the hands of this Demon Evil God!

Therefore, after exchanging a look with the others, Bai Hongzhou finally stomped his foot and charged toward Fang Shuwen.

Bai Hongzhou was skilled in Saber Techniques. The Inverted Moon saber at his waist and the Celestial Hook Saber Technique in his hands were the very foundation upon which Zi Wu Hall was built.

Now, with the intent to fight to the death, he unleashed his blade. A flash of light, like a curved hook, appeared before Fang Shuwen’s throat.

He had struck later, but his attack arrived first.

Fang Shuwen reached out with his right hand and grabbed. The ever-victorious Celestial Hook Saber Technique was instantly stopped in its tracks.

Just as the saber was about to fall into Fang Shuwen’s hand, a sudden BANG! BANG! was heard. Two figures had appeared silently behind Fang Shuwen, thrusting their fists with all their might toward the small of his back.

They had been gathering power for a long time, so the force of their attack was on a completely different level.

At the same time, a fine powder scattered in all directions.

Han Xiao leaped into the air and jabbed with a finger.

"Take this!!"

Gou Danian rolled in front of Fang Shuwen, holding what turned out to be an incredibly heavy Iron Sword.

He gripped the sword with both hands, his muscles bulging, and aimed the tip straight at Fang Shuwen’s lower abdomen—his Dantian!

It wasn’t just them. Of the twenty to thirty experts who had attended the meeting in the City Lord’s Mansion, nearly all of them attacked at the same time.

Taking advantage of the moment when Fang Shuwen had one hand capturing Zhuo Qingshan and the other stopping Bai Hongzhou, they sought to inflict a heavy blow in one fell swoop.

Moreover, at that very instant, Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart, who had been watching the show from the rooftop, also seized the opportunity to strike.

His target, however, was not Fang Shuwen, but Long Qingzhi.

With Fang Shuwen tied down and unable to spare himself, he planned to snatch Long Qingzhi and flee.

A glint flashed in Fang Shuwen’s eyes. He had long been wary of a move from Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart, but just as he was about to act, he suddenly froze.

A flash of silver light suddenly thrust out from the side, bypassing Long Qingzhi’s neck and aiming straight for the hand that Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart had extended.

"Hm?"

Buddha’s Mouth, Demon’s Heart was also taken aback.

’Who would have thought that in a situation like this, someone would actually help Fang Shuwen?’

With his level of Martial Arts, seizing the opportunity to capture someone should have been a certainty. This sudden interference had caught him completely off guard.

He twisted his hand back to grip the Silver Spear and let out a sharp cry:

"Up!!"

With a flick of his wrist, he sent Dongfang Wujiu’s entire body flying into the air.

For a moment, the veins on Dongfang Wujiu’s forehead throbbed wildly.