Numerous assassins lay on the ground with broken arms, groaning softly in pain from a distance away.
Over a hundred assassins, holding knives in their hands, looked expressionless at Wu Tie.
The river wind howled, and the blood-red flag "Lie Lie" fluttered. Wu Tie stood beside the flag, holding a long spear, coldly eyeing the crowd.
He emphasized once again, "This is my territory. All the prey here belongs to me... You took my land, stole my prey, and hindered my cultivation... This is not right."
Over a hundred assassins who were unhurt simultaneously let out a low shout.
Like snow, like lightning, long and short cold rays swept over Wu Tie from all directions, covering his entire body.
Wu Tie's long spear, like a straight and sturdy bamboo in the wind, created a series of flexible and powerful arcs. The knives that directly slashed at the long spear shattered into sparks. Countless hidden weapons like flying knives, flying needles, and flying darts were also swept away by Wu Tie's long spear.
Every time a long knife came into contact with the long spear, the fog-knife assassins couldn't help but cry out in pain and fly backward.
At the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Wu Tie's physical strength was already beyond imagination. When he fought against these fog-knife assassins, it was like a buffalo bullying a group of rabbits; the strength of the two sides was not in the same league at all.
Even among these assassins, there were many third-level Foundation Establishment experts who had condensed Qi into gang.
In the span of a breath, dozens of assassins were knocked away. Dozens more assassins who had fired all their hidden weapons stood dumbfounded in their original positions.
"Kill!" A fierce and angry long howl emerged from over a dozen assassins as they drew their long knives and viciously charged towards Wu Tie.
They attracted Wu Tie's attention. They were about ten meters away from Wu Tie, and in a clump of large ferns behind Wu Tie, a gray dwarf with a height of about 1.2 meters and a square body silently charged out.
Among the fog-knife assassins, human assassins were just the elites.
Within the fog-knife, there were many non-human assassins, such as the Bull Clan, the Wolf Clan, the Gray Dwarves, and even the Stone Dwarves. These non-human assassins were able to join the fog-knife because they had their own unique skills.
Just like the gray dwarf that charged out from behind Wu Tie.
The short and square gray dwarf had brawny muscles and emitted a fierce and brutal aura. He held a hoe in each hand and charged forward silently. His arms, which were thicker than an ordinary person's thighs, swung the hoes without making a sound, heavily striking towards the back of Wu Tie's heart and head.
Although the clump of ferns where the gray dwarf hid was about twenty to thirty meters away from Wu Tie, the gray dwarf seemed to move like a flea. After leaping out of the ferns, he immediately appeared right behind Wu Tie, and with his hoe, he viciously attacked Wu Tie's back and head.
The strange hoe, with faint blood-red lines, flickered with dazzling light.
The hoe violently vibrated, and the air in front of the hoe's tip solidified into a white air curtain due to the high-frequency vibrations.
When the gray dwarf reached Wu Tie's back without making any noise and swung the hoe towards him, the invisible force field around Wu Tie swiftly churned. When the hoe was less than a foot away from his body, the air behind him almost solidified.
With two loud bangs, the shockwaves collided with the air curtain that was rapidly squirming and solidified.
A hoarse explosive sound came out, and the shouts of the dozen assassins charging forward covered up the sound of the explosion, perfectly masking the gray dwarf's surprise attack.
The Fog Knife, the serpent of Cang Yan Domain, the most terrifying assassin group in the dark world, naturally had their unique assassination methods. The collaboration between these assassins and the gray dwarf can be considered perfect. Ordinary people had no way to escape this carefully designed killing trap.
But Wu Tie was not an ordinary person.
When the gray dwarf quietly sneaked into the clump of ferns, Wu Tie had already noticed him.
When the gray dwarf silently jumped out of the ferns, swung the hoe, and fiercely attacked, Wu Tie's invisible force field rapidly unfolded. When the hoe was just over a foot away from his body, the air behind him almost solidified.
Two loud bangs exploded on the semitransparent, rapidly undulating air wall.
Forged from fine steel and covered in strange blood-red lines, the hoe burst into a strong light and shattered into pieces. Countless iron slag flew backward. The gray dwarf had quick reflexes, he let go of the long handle of the hoe, and his large and heavy palms protected his face. His body curled up into a ball and he quickly retreated backward.
Wu Tie held the long spear and fiercely pulled it back.
The ball-shaped gray dwarf was struck by Wu Tie's spear and was sent flying. Amidst the muffled sound of impact, the sound of bones cracking could be heard, and the gray dwarf spat out blood. He flew dozens of meters and crashed into a clump of huge mushrooms.
A nest of poisonous spiders that couldn't dodge in time was smashed into pieces by the gray dwarf. Covered in mysterious sap, mud, and sludge, the gray dwarf stumbled to his feet and roared, "Retreat!" Then, he was the first to turn around and flee in the direction of the Fog Knife stronghold.
The surrounding Fog Knife assassins received the order and turned around without saying a word.
Even the assassins with broken arms had no problem getting away. They used the Mirage body technique unique to the Fog Knife and ran at full speed.
On the contrary, the gray dwarf was short, his two thick thighs were indeed strong, but they were too short. Even when he gave it his all, he couldn't escape as fast as the Fog Knife assassins. He cursed furiously as he fell behind alone.
Two Fog Knife assassins rushed over and held the gray dwarf's arms, lifting him and speeding up their escape.
Wu Tie smiled, took out the flagpole, and walked step by step towards the Fog Knife stronghold.
He seemed to be walking slowly, but an invisible force field enveloped his body. With each step, he easily stepped more than ten meters, moving lightly and quickly, only a little slower than those Fog Knife assassins who were running with all their might.
In the Fog Knife stronghold, sharp alarm whistles sounded.
On the city walls, a large group of assassins and warriors rushed out, holding various weapons and looking in the direction of Wu Tie.
When the fleeing assassins returned to the stronghold, Wu Tie was already holding the flag and standing on the riverbank outside the stronghold.
With a "ding," the flagpole was heavily planted into the ground. Wu Tie held the long spear and pointed in the direction of the Fog Knife stronghold. There was a commotion from the river behind him as a group of fishmen and frogmen, along with a hundred-meter-long wooden boat, came rushing from the other side of the river.
Three Fog Knife Palm Commanders appeared at the city gate of the stronghold. They lined up in a row, their gaze was sharp as they looked at Wu Tie.
Wu Tie was actually very nervous.
He knew that he was no match for the three Palm Commanders.
If it weren't for the armor on his body, Wu Tie wouldn't have had the confidence to so arrogantly block their way and declare war on the Fog Knife.
Holding the long spear, Wu Tie took a deep breath and repeated the words he had said to those Fog Knife assassins just now. This fertile secret realm spanning thousands of miles, this was his territory; all the prey here, even the smallest spider, the smallest lizard, all belonged to him.
The three Palm Commanders of the Fog Knife sneered simultaneously.
The Eighth Palm Commander nonchalantly said, "You are a native here? All alone? Well then, it doesn't matter who you are, maybe this secret realm is truly the legacy left behind for you by your ancestors... But so what? What we Fog Knife wants, is what we Fog Knife gets."
The Seventh Palm Commander said arrogantly, "Stop talking nonsense. Once something falls into the hands of the Fog Knife, there is no returning it. Kid, you seem to have some skill, why don't you join the Fog Knife... Or, how would you like to die?"
The other Commander, the one who had suddenly sneak attacked and severely injured the Scarlet Granny not long ago, didn't say a word.
He just looked up and down at Wu Tie, and his chilling gaze made Wu Tie feel extremely uncomfortable.
Behind Wu Tie, on the river, the wooden boat of the Longevity Sect was already approaching. Over two thousand fishmen and frogmen were wielding their weapons and making loud noises, creating wave after wave on the river. Several fish were killed by the group of frogmen before they could react, and the rolling blood stained a large area on the river.
Public Grandfather Bone, Public Grandfather Lan, and several family heads stood at the bow of the boat, watching Wu Tie and the three Fog Knife Palm Commanders confront each other with great interest.
Public Grandfather Bone suddenly smiled, "These members of the Fog Knife have no reason. How can we negotiate with them?"
Public Grandfather Lan chuckled, "That's right. Our Longevity Sect is different. We widely accept disciples and recruit all the heroes in the world who aspire for longevity, seeking the supreme path of immortality. Our sect encompasses myriad things and provides countless delights. It truly is the best place in the world."
Public Grandfather Bone said laughingly, "With your great momentum, if you join our Longevity Sect, you can certainly overwhelm the Fog Knife... and can enjoy this secret realm for yourself."
Public Grandfather Lan's eyes twinkled. He laughed lightly, "You claim this is your territory... No problem. If you can join our Longevity Sect, and drive away... no, annihilate these rogues, this secret realm will be under your name and will become a branch hall for you to preside over. There's absolutely no problem!"
Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan were very satisfied with their offer.
The conditions they offered were quite good.
"You're all alone here, lonely and alone. How can you have the position of presiding over a branch hall, with countless disciples serving you and for you to enjoy freely?" After looking around in all directions, Public Grandfather Bone exclaimed, "If this secret realm is completely developed and utilized, it would be enough to support a million people..."
Public Grandfather Lan deeply sighed, "A million people... Never before has any clan in Cang Yan Domain had such a scale."
The faces of the three Fog Knife Palm Commanders didn't look that good.
Although they didn't care about a mere Wu Tie,
Wu Tie, who was able to defeat over two hundred elite assassins, was undoubtedly a formidable small expert.
If such a person joined the Longevity Sect... and was trained with their bizarre methods, Wu Tie's strength would soar, becoming a slight threat to them.
Having a powerful enemy but becoming weaker oneself was not a good thing.
However, the tradition of the Fog Knife was like this. They were used to being brutal and overbearing, and they would never lower their heads to recruit Wu Tie.
Wu Tie hesitated for a moment, turned around, and looked at Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan on the wooden boat.
Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan burst into laughter.
They were extremely skilled in various means of recruitment; almost no one could resist them.
Even if you were like an unyielding diamond, you would be melted into a puddle by their careful recruitment.
Several young ladies who were slightly worse than Shi Lingqing and had enchanting and graceful figures stepped forward from behind Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan. They gave Wu Tie a charming smile and said, "This young master, the Longevity Sect widely opens its doors, especially welcoming heroes and braves from the world."
Separated by over two hundred meters, these young ladies swayed their bodies. As their long sleeves fluttered, there was a faint fragrance that pervaded the air, making one feel drowsy.
Wu Tie bit his tongue suddenly and struggled out of the ambiguous and corrupting atmosphere created by those girls.
He took a deep breath and suddenly took off his helmet.
The "Longevity" characters dripping with blood on his forehead were conspicuous.
Public Grandfather Bone raised his eyebrows sharply, and Public Grandfather Lan angrily roared. He pointed his finger, and a red light flickered at his fingertip, causing the "Longevity" characters on Wu Tie's brow to suddenly grow hot and bright.
"It's you! You killed the little girl Lingqing?" Public Grandfather Lan's face twisted with anger. "How did you kill her?"
Wu Tie let out a cold snort, "It wasn't me who killed Shi Lingqing... She plotted against the Red Granny and... she..."
Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan simultaneously shouted, "Shut up!"
The two of them looked at each other, and a sly smile flashed across their faces. Public Grandfather Bone coldly said, "Kid, since you killed our sect member, no matter what, we can no longer recruit you into the sect... Otherwise, how can we face the countless disciples in the sect?"
The three Fog Knife Palm Commanders at the stronghold gate sneered at the same time.
Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan looked at the three Palm Commanders, and they sneered at the same time. A gleam of blood appeared in Public Grandfather Lan's eyes. He pointed at Wu Tie and fiercely ordered, "Kill him... Take revenge for the disciples of our sect."
In front of the wooden boat, a nearly three-meter-tall fishman warrior with dark scales shouted, then leaped out of the water.
This fishman warrior had a long, raised fin on his back, as if dozens of small knives were inserted into it. His limbs and joints also had sharp fin-like protrusions, and his menacing fangs were quite ferocious.
This guy's jumping ability was extremely astonishing. With a leap, he jumped tens of meters and, in a blink of an eye, arrived in front of Wu Tie. He picked up a large bone stick and viciously smashed it down on Wu Tie's head.
These fishmen hadn't shown any signs of cultivating and, with their intelligence, it was difficult for them to learn any cultivation techniques. They relied entirely on their innate physical conditions to fight. The bone stick made a "woo woo" sound, and the swiftly rushing air produced a flute-like sound as it passed through the gaps in the bone stick.
Wu Tie's long spear thrust straight out.
The long spear penetrated the bone stick, and the two-meter-long, thigh-thick bone stick exploded into pieces. The long spear pierced the fishman's shoulder, and Wu Tie used both hands to forcefully lift him. The fishman let out a cry of pain as he was tossed dozens of meters high in an arc, and he heavily fell onto the bow of the wooden boat.
A large amount of blood gushed out of the wound on the fishman's shoulder, splattering the boots of Public Grandfather Bone and Public Grandfather Lan.
The two of them had a slight change in their expressions and simultaneously let out a cold hum.
However, the fishman whose shoulder was pierced by the long spear suddenly swelled up. With a "pop," he exploded into a cloud of blood mist, falling into the river when Public Grandfather Lan flicked his sleeves.
"Kid, you have some skills. No wonder Lingqing died at your hands... hmph, it seems that Red Granny's death is also related to you?" Public Grandfather Lan smiled slyly, and he immediately framed Wu Tie for it.
Wu Tie didn't say a word. He just lightly tapped the flagpole beside him with his long spear.
He had already declared war on the Fog Knife, but now he was declaring war on the Longevity Sect as well.
Although on both sides, there were tens of thousands of subordinates, Wu Tie was alone.
With just one person and one spear, he was still not afraid of them.
The river wind blew fiercely, and the flag "Lie Lie" fluttered.
Wu Tie was alone, but he had already formed a strong force against the Fog Knife and the Longevity Sect.
"Interesting... I'll come and kill you," the Eighth Palm Commander of the Fog Knife lightly chuckled.
(End of chapter)