Chen Guodong was placed under house arrest. However, this did not prevent him and Xiao Lu from contacting Gui, Ouyang Sheng, Ji Hong, and Hei Xuming. The latter three were independent cultivators who had spoken up for Wanxian Restaurant and sent messages to inquire about his situation.

Rumors are rampant in the city that Zhang Guodong has been placed under house arrest and will be severely punished. The rumors are even becoming more and more outrageous, claiming that Zhang Guodong has offended the three major sects and that even the five leaders of those sects no longer intend to protect him. Many similar rumors are circulating.

But Zhang Guodong himself seemed quite calm, leisurely enjoying himself in the small courtyard, as if he didn't care about the matter at all.

His Wanxian Restaurant's business had already attracted the attention of many cultivators. It would be abnormal if he didn't attract their covetousness and resentment. In Zhang Guodong's view, this disturbance was just the beginning of a "jealousy-driven" drama.

But Zhang Guodong will not hesitate to cut off any evil hand that dares to lay a hand on someone.

Inside the room.

Zhang Guodong had just emerged from Peach Blossom Spring when he checked the time and realized only a day had passed. Time really does fly.

"kindness?"

As soon as I stepped out of the room and into the courtyard, a powerful spiritual sense swept over me.

"Kid, so you've been here all along! Humph!"

With a loud snort, the heads of all the cultivators in the market were buzzing.

"Not good!" Zhang Guodong's expression changed drastically. He sprang up instantly, disregarding everything, and fled in the opposite direction.

A crimson blade flashed past, and with a deafening roar, all the buildings in the small courtyard collapsed, leaving only flat ground.

Fortunately, Zhang Guodong reacted quickly; otherwise, that attack would have left him severely injured, if not dead. That was a ranged attack, yet its power was immense!

Zhang Guodong retreated more than a kilometer before regaining his balance, breaking out in a cold sweat, but also feeling even angrier.

In an instant, a middle-aged man appeared in the sky above the courtyard. He had crimson hair and a fierce, radiant aura. He was already holding a crimson object in his hand—a crescent-shaped magical artifact.

"Advanced magical artifact, Crimson Moon Hook".

Immediately, someone exclaimed in surprise and revealed the origin of this magical artifact.

"It's Lord Han Feng, a near-master!"

"Han Feng, your attack couldn't even kill a level 19 cultivator. I think it's my turn." Just then, another figure flashed by. It was a thin, hunched old man who chuckled dryly, holding a pipe in his hand and revealing yellow teeth.

"It's Venerable Zhu!" Another exclamation arose. Yet another near-master, on par with Han Feng.

A cold wind swept in, accompanied by a continuous rumbling sound.

Just as everyone looked again, another person appeared next to Han Feng and Venerable Zhu.

"Mysterious Yin!"

Three "near-master" experts!

"Han Feng, Venerable Zhu, Xuan Yin! You have gone too far! You have made a huge move here and destroyed the buildings of my city. Do you even respect my Southwest City?!" Just then, a loud shout rang out, and a domineering aura surged forth. The Chief Steward arrived instantly, his face ashen as he stood in the air, glaring angrily at the three of them.

"Yu Lei!"

As a near-master, he can fly for short periods of time, which makes many cultivators envious.

The fact that they can do this means they could reach the level of a great master at any moment!

Compared to the other three, the chief steward, Yu Lei, possessed a more profound and domineering aura!

The three men's expressions changed slightly, but Han Feng immediately snorted.

"Yu Lei, this brat seriously injured several of my 'Extreme Dao Sect' disciples, causing their cultivation to plummet. When did he ever take my 'Extreme Dao Sect' seriously?" Han Feng laughed angrily.

Everyone here is a near-master, a master at the peak of this stage. It would be very difficult to determine who lives and who dies!

They have nothing to fear as long as it's not those five old guys from the fake city who make a move.

"Chief Steward Yu, you'd better stay out of this!" Venerable Zhu said, taking a puff of his pipe and a stern look flashing across his face.

Xuan Yin was taciturn, but his cold gaze conveyed the same sentiment. His eyes defiantly stared at Yu Lei, burning with a fighting spirit.

The three major powers, the Extreme Dao Sect, the Thunder Mansion, and the Myriad Yang Sect, each have a top expert in charge!

Han Feng represents the "Extreme Path Sect", Tuo Zun Zhe represents the "Thunder Mansion", and Xuan Yin represents the "Ten Thousand Yang Sect".

Yu Lei's face darkened completely.

A strong fighting spirit was ignited within him. His aura surged!

Even though his opponents were three near-master level experts, Yu Lei was not afraid; in fact, he longed for a battle, a battle to the death! He was at the Great Perfection stage. Breaking through was incredibly difficult; only through constant battles, life-or-death struggles, could the breakthrough become easier!

Just then, Yu Lei's expression suddenly stiffened, and his imposing aura instantly subsided.

"No one is allowed to fight to the death within the city limits! After Han Feng, Camel Venerable, Xuan Yin, and the manager of Wanxian Restaurant leave the city, I can let this matter drop!" Yu Lei's tone suddenly changed. This surprised many people.

What's wrong?

"Haha. What's so difficult about that? As long as that kid can withstand three of my attacks, this matter will be settled! Venerable Tuo, Xuan Yin, what do you two think?" Han Feng said at this moment.

"Excellent!"

"Yu Lei, this is the absolute bottom line. As long as this kid can withstand three of my attacks without dying, this matter will be considered closed. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to 'Master Yang'!"

Yu Lei's anger surged. You, a level 49 cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, actually have the nerve to tell a level 19 cultivator to take three moves?!

But suppressing his anger, he readily agreed: "Okay!"

"Everyone is happy. After this matter, all the losses of Fang City will naturally be compensated!" Han Feng said.

A kilometer away, Zhang Guodong stood on top of a room.

He overheard the entire conversation of the four people. At this point, the decision was no longer his to make.

"If you want my life, then come and take it!" Zhang Guodong said coldly, a handful of talismans clutched in his hand.

Han Feng chuckled, a hint of surprise in his eyes. A level 19 being dared to challenge him! Even when Zhang Guodong had just unleashed an attack using his level 4 magic weapon, the "Crimson Moon Hook," Han Feng was only slightly astonished.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Guodong was a dead man!

"Hmph!" A sudden attack of spiritual energy!

"Not good!" Han Feng was extremely cunning. At the same time as he snorted, a powerful spiritual force made Zhang Guodong's nerves momentarily dazed.

Danger!

Instinctively, he activated all the talismans in his hand. Various colors flashed, and the spiritual energy within a radius of several hundred meters surged, instantly creating a vacuum. Dozens of talismans of different kinds rushed towards Han Feng. Zhang Guodong's second action was to hastily dodge to the right, a direction he chose randomly.

The movements were very fluid.

"Crimson Moon Hook!" Han Feng glanced at it disdainfully. He unleashed the high-grade magic weapon, the Crimson Moon Hook, amplified by the demonic energy, its attack carving a sharp crescent moon. It tore through the air, sweeping towards Zhang Guodong. The demonic power emanating from this magic weapon was faster than Zhang Guodong's movement speed!

It truly lives up to its reputation as a high-grade magical artifact!

The space for Zhang Guodong's movements was subtly blocked, greatly reducing his speed! It was as if he was moving through mud.

The situation is slightly dangerous!

"Talisman, explode!"

In a moment of urgency, Zhang Guodong didn't turn back, grabbing another handful of intermediate-grade talismans and launching them at the crescent-shaped attack. If he could weaken this attack, Zhang Guodong would have a chance to escape this first calamity.

"Boom!"

The first wave of exploding talismans sent shockwaves that reached a radius of a kilometer, causing many buildings within that area to collapse and be destroyed instantly.

This power was no less than the life-threatening situation at the Wanxian Restaurant; Zhang Guodong had paid a heavy price.

A terrifying force instantly reached Han Feng, even changing the color of the sky.

"You think a mere intermediate-level talisman can hurt me? Humph!" Han Feng ignored the power, his white robe fluttering without wind, and the power of the exploding talisman dissipated upon contact with the white robe.

"Ah, a high-level defensive magic artifact!"

Yu Lei looked at Han Feng with a mixture of surprise and envy in his eyes.

Besides the high-level offensive magic weapon "Crimson Moon Hook," Han Feng also possessed a high-level defensive magic weapon. This combination of offense and defense was extremely comprehensive, even among near-Grand Master cultivators. Many near-Grand Masters typically only had one of these items, and some didn't even have any.

In general, high-level magical artifacts are extremely precious. Let alone near-master level experts possessing them, even master level experts wouldn't have an abundance of them.

"Dozens of intermediate-level talismans released in one go couldn't even break through the defense of a high-level defensive magic weapon!" Zhang Guodong was shocked. His heart sank, and he felt something was very wrong.

"Boom!"

The second wave of intermediate-grade talismans collided with the magical artifact's attack, exploding and weakening its power. However, Zhang Guodong clearly underestimated the power of a high-level magical artifact, especially one that was at 80% of Han Feng's strength!

The talisman only reduced the attack's power by 10%, while 90% of its power still swept over.

Zhang Guodong had no way to avoid it, and reluctantly continued to throw away the talismans.

"Let's give it our all!"

"Boom again!"

"Boom!"

Talismans were thrown out like pieces of paper in a frenzy to block Han Feng's attack. Deep down, Zhang Guodong had already realized the power of a high-level offensive magic weapon—it was utterly impossible to withstand!

"Forty percent remains!"

"Boom!" It was unstoppable.

The remaining attacks all struck Zhang Guodong, and the intermediate-level defensive magic artifact collapsed with a bang after holding out for a few seconds.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Zhang Guodong's body was thrown dozens of meters and crashed into the ground.

With a "plop," the blood sprayed into the air, exceptionally vivid.

Zhang Guodong felt that many of his bones were broken.

"Forty percent of his power, and it's still so powerful! It even shattered a mid-level defensive magic weapon! This attack from a near-master is terrifying!" Zhang Guodong felt the shadow of death looming over him, utterly horrified.

This attack destroyed most of his trump cards. He wasn't dead, but he was severely injured.

"We've suffered a huge loss!"

"Huh, he's not dead! Hmph, but this is only the first time. There are two more times, kid. Let's see if your life is really that tough!" Han Feng looked at Zhang Guodong in the deep pit, who started moving after a while and was actually still alive. He was a little embarrassed.

Eighty percent of his power wasn't enough to kill this level nineteen cultivator!

Even Venerable Zhu and Xuan Yin frowned. They looked at Han Feng, then at Zhang Guodong, quite surprised.

"Chief Steward." Yu Lei's face was clouded with anger. If it weren't for Lord Youlan's telepathic intervention earlier, he would have definitely fought these three.

This incident will undoubtedly severely damage the reputation of the Southwest City of Imitation. The rules have been broken, and they've been bullied.

At this moment, he hoped that Zhang Guodong could hold on one more time.

But sensing Zhang Guodong's presence, Yu Lei had already given up all hope.

Zhang Guodong can barely stand, let alone stand up again.

"Kid, you're pretty good. Take this second move!" Han Feng chuckled as he watched Zhang Guodong stand up, and launched his second attack in an instant.

In Han Feng's view, even with only 60% of his power, let alone 80%, he could tear Zhang Guodong to shreds.

"Hundred Blade Seal!" Zhang Guodong grinned as he faced the new attack. His hands, however, moved without hesitation, forming hand seals. Each movement caused excruciating pain, but the seals were ultimately completed smoothly.

"Supernatural power?!" Someone finally exclaimed in surprise as hundreds of enormous hand seals were formed.

Wang: I'll write one chapter first. I'll see how things go. I'll try to write another chapter. I barely slept last night, I'm sleeping in the fold now, haha.