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The banquet continued, but the leader of Heaven Track Field, leader of Black Demon Field Qiong Lin, and the four four-winged red angels led a large group of the Heaven Field sect through the Free Trade Yard.

The six were all powerful existences in their own right. When they walked together, the saintly might that spread out made the cultivators from weaker worlds all retreat into the distance.

"I knew that the Heaven Field clique would do something big. Two world leaders and four four-winged red angels will definitely crush those two troublemakers."

"If you offend the Heaven Field sect, you'll suffer bad consequences."

…

There was also a faceless monk with the six powerful figures.

The faceless monk wasn't any weaker than a four-winged red angel. His name was Faceless and he had broken into the forbidden zone with Xiang Chunan and Nie Zhan. He escaped in the end.

Because he'd escaped, Zhang Ruochen hadn't killed Nie Zhan's group directly.

Cang Qing was a bit worried. "Those two seem to have a deep relationship with Feng Yan. If Feng Xi gets involved, this will be difficult."

"What are you worried about?" Feng Jian asked. "Lord Ziyan already ordered that our main goal this time is to figure out the identities of those two and get back the dozen Saint Kings. We still have to respect the top ten godly disciples of the Truth Godly Palace. We won't attack if we don't have to. When the two leave the God-Naming Platform, it'll be up to us. As for Feng Xi, Lord Ziyan has his own plans. She can't stop us."

While speaking, they already reached the booth spot in the yard. The surrounding cultivators all moved aside automatically.

"Greetings, Lord Qiong Lin, Lord Feng Jian."

The cultivators of the Heaven Field sect all came over and bowed to the two field leaders.

Qiong Lin's eyes were sharp. "What's the situation?"

One of the Saint Kings pointed at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Jaw clenched, he said, "Those two crazy people are too offensive. They keep hawking there. Lords, you must tear them apart and turn them into ashes."

It was empty within 20 feet of where Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan were hawking. No one dared to get close.

Seeing Nie Zhan kneeling on the ground, the four four-winged red angels all unleashed murderous Qi. They formed thick red clouds above their heads.

"Don't be impulsive. Did you forget what Lord Ziyan said?"

Feng Jian stopped them. Then he went over with Qiong Lin, appearing before Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

Xiang Chunan's eyes brightened. Chuckling, he said, "Finally, someone has come to buy, haha. Who do you have your eyes on? This is our trademark—a four-winged red angel. His price is 100 million saint stones. Not bad, right?"

Xiang Chunan pointed at Nie Zhan.

The so-called "owe my life to you" meant that he would even risk his life to make up for this.

Another beautiful four-winged angel kneeling on the ground seemed to see hope when she saw Qiong Lin and Feng Jian. Her pretty face twisted. "K-kill them! I will rip their saint souls out and whip them day and night so they wish they were dead!"

Crack!

Crack!

Xiang Chunan walked over and slapped them both so they finally quieted down. But their eyes grew more murderous.

Seeing how fearless Xiang Chunan was, Qiong Lin clenched his fists. "Aren't you two being too offensive? The Truth Godly Palace holds the God-Naming Platform Conference to help give everyone some opportunities. Cultivators of different fields can communicate and learn together as well. But you keep fighting here and clearly don't respect the Truth Godly Palace."

Zhang Ruochen, sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes. "Many cultivators saw that they attacked first to steal my gourd treasure and tried to kill me, so they were repressed. Why did it become our fault? I'm following the Truth Godly Palace's rules by not killing them."

"Yeah," Xiang Chunan followed. "We're following the rules. Why do we keep getting framed?"

Qiong Lin stood in place without speaking. Anyone could tell that anger was brewing inside of him.

Feng Jian sent a message to Qiong Lin. "Why get mad at two dead people? Save the ten Saint Kings first. When the God-Naming Platform ends, it'll be time for them to cry."

Feng Jian took a few steps forward and bowed to Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Chuckling, he said, "I am Feng Jian of Heaven Track Field. May I know your names?"

"Your Lord Xiang doesn't fear giving his name. Xiang Chunan." He reported his name straightforwardly.

Without his expression changing, Zhang Ruochen said, "Xiang Chubei."

Feng Jian frowned. These two names were very unfamiliar, so he asked, "Which world are you two Xiang brothers from?"

"Your Lord Xiang doesn't come from any world," Xiang Chunan said. "You're so weird. Why are you asking so many things? Will you buy him or not?"

"Yes." Feng Jian was very composed. He put away his emotions and continued forward while speaking, "But I didn't bring so many saint stones. I can exchange saint fruit and medicine, right?"

"Of course," Xiang Chunan said.

Feng Jian took out a jade casket and held it in his hand.

There was a red fruit in the casket. It was shaped like a strawberry but was countless times larger. It had ten layers of saintly light.

"This is a Ten-heart Red Fruit. It can improve one's Spiritual Power and strengthen your saint soul. You can sell it for at least 20 million saint stones outside. I want to use it to trade for Saint King Qiulan."

While speaking, Feng Jian had already reached the edge of the spatial maze. He was less than 30 feet from Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

In the distance, Feng Yan was about to warn Zhang Ruochen, but Zhang Ruochen spoke before him. "Brother Feng, stop. Do not continue forward."

"Why should I stop? Aren't we going to trade?"

Feng Jian smiled. He held the jade casket with one hand. The other was pressed into a sword technique behind his back. A layer of frightening Sword Way Xuangang was ready to be unleashed.

"Do not continue forward," Zhang Ruochen said again. "You'll be in danger."

"Since it's a trade, we must get closer to discuss it."

Feng Jian didn't realize that he was inside the spatial maze at all. He thought everything was in his control.

When he was only five steps from Saint King Qiulan, Feng Jian attacked like lightning. His arm was like a dragon. He produced a 20-foot-long Sword Way Xuangang at his fingertip and cut down at the ten Saint-binding Chains.

It was not the time to kill people. He had to first rescue the ten Saint Kings.

Whoosh!

The Sword Way Xuangang fell down. Rather than cutting the Saint-binding Chains, they fell above the ten Saint Kings' heads.

Poof!

Poof!

…

Instantly, heads rolled and blood sprayed out, dyeing the cloth mat.

The ten unharmed Saint Kings were now all beheaded.

They had strong vitalities, so they didn't die immediately. However, the ten pairs of eyes on the ten heads all stared at Feng Jian, not knowing why he wanted to kill them.

Everyone around trembled violently. Feng Jian's strike had shocked them.

"Feng Jian, what are you doing!" Qiong Lin roared.

Clap, clap.

Zhang Ruochen clapped while saying, "Great sword technique. No hesitation at all and very smooth. You could actually make the Sword Way Xuangang 20 feet long. I can see that you've completed Sword Eight and should be studying Sword Nine already? Brother Feng's strike really surprised me."

Xiang Chunan laughed loudly. "Everyone saw that it had nothing to do with us. This brother here killed the ten Saint Kings. Don't blame it on us later."

Feng Jian was dumbfounded. He snapped back to reality after a pause and his eyes were filled with capillaries. "Spatial ripples!" he yelled. "Who used spatial power to change my sword's path?"

"Thousands of eyes saw that you killed them!" Xiang Chunan roared. "You still want to blame us?"

"Brother Feng Jian," Zhang Ruochen said. "We just wanted to trade with you for those Ten-heart Red Fruits. We didn't want to get into a fight at all. We didn't have you compensate for our items, but you tried to frame us instead… Is this the plan that you all arranged earlier?"

"You're looking for death!"

No matter how composed Feng Jian had been, he was crazy with fury now. His hair stood up and he let out a long yell. Dense Sword Qi formed. Hundreds of beams transformed into a sword rain that went for Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

"All godly and first disciples present, do you see?" Xiang Chunan asked. "He's attacking first to kill us. If we attack, it's in self-defense."

Then Xiang Chunan took out his metal hammer and smashed along the way, breaking the Sword Qi and approaching Feng Jian.

Zhang Ruochen remained sitting cross-legged on the ground, but the Sword Qi that flew toward him automatically reversed itself. It instead turned into a flood of Sword Qi and attacked Feng Jian.

"Spatial power, it's spatial power again. You are definitely a spatial cultivator…"

Feng Jian reached out a hand and formed a huge whirlpool to collect the Sword Qi that flew back. Then he waved his hand and hundreds of beams of Sword Qi flew out of his hand again. It clashed with Xiang Chunan's metal hammer.

Boom, boom!

The metal hammer seemed to be millions of pounds heavy. It shattered all the Sword Qi.

Feng Jian was able to be the leader of a major world, so he was naturally very powerful. However, Xiang Chunan's hammer created stress for him.

This meant that he was at least at the same level as him.

Feng Jian didn't dare to underestimate this Dark Fool anymore. He put his hands together and blinding Sword Way Xuangang appeared on his arms. He was prepared to use his complete Sword Eight.

Zhang Ruochen flicked his finger subtly. A time print flew out, landing on Feng Jian.

An unprecedented weakness attacked. Feng Jian's knees went weak and he couldn't maintain the Sword Way Xuangang on his arms. They broke into beams of Sword Qi.

Boom!

Xiang Chunan's hammer broke both of Feng Jian's arms. They dropped down bloodily.

Fortunately, Feng Jian had defensive runes, so he survived. Otherwise, this leader of Heaven Track Field would've been turned into ground meat right there.

"How dare you? What are you doing? Are you really going to kill the leader of a world?"

Qiong Lin, Faceless, and the four four-winged red angels changed their expressions dramatically. They rushed over to Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. They thought that these two were so fearless and could do anything, so they must be stopped.

Zhang Ruochen's lips curved into an undetectable smile. "Everyone, please be our witness. They attacked first and we were forced to protect ourselves."

The six strong figures charged into the spatial maze and Zhang Ruochen immediately attacked with the 18 formation flags. He stuck them in 18 places, prepared to take down all of these people at once.