Shen Lingfeng was furious: "Who are you? State your name! I, Shen, do not kill nameless people."

"I'm your father!"

"rough!"

The simple and crude verbal exchange instantly ignited Shen Lingfeng's anger, causing him to unleash the Canghai Guiliu technique once again, intending to kill the arrogant fellow on the spot.

Shen Zhao didn't even glance at Shen Lingfeng's actions, and turned directly to ask Yun Weiwei, "Where are the little girls?"

"We have entered the Four Extremes Mountain Secret Realm."

"Has the matter at the Yun residence been resolved?"

"This is a long story..."

"Then we'll talk about it later."

After speaking, Shen Zhao turned around and leaped into the air towards Shen Lingfeng, who was suspended in mid-air.

"Second Elder, be careful!"

However, Duanmu Long's reminder came too late.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Zhao had already passed by Shen Lingfeng and landed on the ground. It was so fast that no one could see how he made his move.

Looking again into the air, one could see that Shen Lingfeng's body was swelling up like a ball, until finally, with a scream, it turned into a shower of blood.

"Second Elder!"

In an instant, the Haotian Sect lost an elder-level figure, who was also at the fifth rank of the Nirvana Realm.

Watching Shen Zhao calmly and composedly drinking from his gourd, Duanmu Long felt both apprehensive and furious.

"Hey, is it your turn next?"

The devilish words startled Duanmu Long, who finally managed to utter, "How did you do that?"

Shen Zhao snorted and said, "It's simple. I absorbed all his energy into my body and then returned it to him. The backlash of spiritual energy caused his aura to become blocked. He couldn't withstand it and his body exploded. It's that simple principle of thermal expansion and contraction. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Long was even more shocked.

"Using oneself as a vessel to absorb external forces, the slightest mistake could result in the complete loss of one's cultivation, or even a backlash of spiritual energy that could lead to instant death. Only a madman would do such a cultivation method. Who exactly is he?"

Seeing Duanmu Long's bewildered expression, Shen Zhao couldn't help but find it amusing.

In fact, if it weren't for his previous life's need to cultivate the Chaos Yin-Yang Technique to deal with the invasion of the Nine Netherworlds, and forcing himself to endure the Yin and Yang energies to pour into his own dantian to temper his meridians, he wouldn't have been able to use the Heavenly Absorption Divine Technique so easily.

He had transformed a divine dual cultivation technique into an unparalleled law of power. Whenever he thought of this, Shen Zhao felt that he was a genius who was only seen once in ten thousand years, and he would laugh to himself in the middle of the night.

"Alright, I've answered all your questions. Now it's time to settle my score. Yun Weiwei is a member of my Public Tribunal. You dare to touch even my people. How do you plan to explain this?"

Duanmu Long took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and slowly said, "Friend, I am the Sect Master of Haotian Sect. The one you killed earlier was Shen Lingfeng, the Second Elder of my sect."

Since you've already killed him, let's drop the matter. What do you say?

Shen Zhao nodded thoughtfully: "You're right. The person is gone, and he paid the price for his actions. We shouldn't pursue this any further."

Duanmu Long breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face: "It's good that you understand, young friend. In that case..."

"You actually believe that?" Shen Zhao suddenly interrupted him. "It's best to avoid listening to this kind of inspirational talk. Since both sides have already torn off the mask, it's better to just let the carload of dead people make the ending as it is."

Duanmu Long's expression changed drastically: "Young friend, let me remind you again, the Haotian Sect is a legitimate sect of the Xuanmen, with no fewer than 100,000 disciples."

"So what exactly are you trying to say? Can you just give me a straight answer?"

Duanmu Long's face stiffened, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Then, according to your opinion, young friend, what should our Haotian Sect do?"

"Simple, if you, the sect leader, commit suicide, this matter will be over."

"Young friend! You know what you're saying!"

"Do I have to repeat myself? I hope you die soon, otherwise this matter will never be resolved peacefully."

Duanmu Long was furious: "Hmph, don't think you can act recklessly just because I'm giving you a little face. You probably don't know what kind of existence my Haotian Sect really is!"

"Yeah, I don't know, so I want to see for myself. Are you done talking? If you're done, hurry up and die."

Enraged, Duanmu Long immediately activated the Haotian True Technique: "It seems today is a fight to the death! Boy, I will make you pay the price for your arrogance!"

After speaking, Duanmu Long leaped into the air and raised his palm. Vast spiritual energy gathered, forming a powerful Canghai Guiliu even stronger than Shen Lingfeng's.

Shen Zhao put away the wine gourd, calmly hung it on his waist, and then transformed it into a dragon scale knife.

"One stab. If you don't die, this matter ends here."

"Arrogant!"

Duanmu Long pressed down with a palm strike, the force of which was like the collapse of the sky, heading straight for Shen Zhao.

But then he saw Shen Zhao close his eyes, gather his energy, and concentrate his strength.

He opened his eyes again and unleashed a slash.

Instantly, a dragon's roar shook the heavens, and a hundred-foot-long blade of energy shot straight into the sky, shattering the energy of the returning ocean in an instant.

The blade energy descended, slicing directly down from above Duanmu Long's head, leaving a crimson trail of blood in mid-air.