"Where do you think you're going?"

Mu Cheng, who had rushed out, roared and threw another punch towards Ren Yunzong. The force of this punch was not any weaker than the one just now.

"Collapsing Fist." Mu Cheng bellowed, his entire being seemed to be in the air, resonating with the heavens and earth.

"Is it too late?" Ren Yunzong looked at Mu Cheng who was getting closer and closer, and muttered to himself.

"Die."

A trace of malevolence flashed across Mu Cheng's face. He didn't hold any sympathy as he struck out with his palm, ready to kill his opponent.

"I really can't make it. I wonder if this sun wheel will be able to stop him." Ren Yunzong sighed in his heart.

However, his hands were not slow at all. Although he knew it was too late, Ren Yunzong still sat on the last struggle.

There was another loud noise. This time, it seemed as if there was no dust. The millstone that was visible to the naked eye began to crack apart, finally turning into countless specks of light that disappeared into nothingness.

And at this time, Ren Yunzong had also completely opened his eyes, as if he was a woman who had already taken off her clothes.

"Haha, go to hell." Mu Cheng could not help but be overjoyed. Seeing the Ren Yunzong who was not on guard at all, his voice sounded a little excited.

BOOM! Another loud sound rang out. Ren Yunzong's entire being was like a kite with its string cut, flying towards a certain direction.

A trickle of blood flowed out from Ren Yunzong's mouth, following that, Ren Yunzong's body started to crack.

"Is it over? Could this be my ending?"

A sliver of relief flashed across Ren Yunzong's mind, and after taking one last look at Mu Cheng, he uttered a voice that was inaudible.

"Your fate won't be any better than mine." Ren Yunzong cursed, his voice getting softer and softer.

"You don't need to worry about that. As for how I die in the future, that's my own business."

Looking at the shattered Ren Yunzong, Mu Cheng's eyes flashed with excitement, as if he really enjoyed this feeling.

Seeing Ren Yunzong, who had turned into dust and returned to earth, Mu Cheng also retracted his gaze and walked towards Zhan Xingchen.

"Mu Cheng, I didn't expect that you would be able to learn Collapsing Fist in such a short period of time."

Seeing Mu Cheng walk over, Zhan Xingchen smiled, and said.

"Heh heh, brother Zhan, are you still making fun of me? "You are the expert."

"I can't, but I'm just a beginner. It's already pretty good to be able to use Collapsing Fist."

"As for the Splitting Palm and the Divine Wind Leg, I can't comprehend any of them."

Looking at Zhan Xingchen's smile, Mu Cheng asked humbly.

However, this progress was truly astonishing. Even though he was already considered a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, Mu Cheng was still not satisfied.

Because, the thing Mu Cheng wanted to protect, he needed to have an even more powerful strength.

"Hehe, don't say it like that. Being able to comprehend the Collapsing Fist so quickly is already quite good."

"At least, when I mastered this technique, I took a month. An entire month."

Zhan Xingchen looked at Mu Cheng with an exaggerated expression, then said a number.

"Alright, don't beat me up like that. In short, I still need to learn the next few moves, so you have to take responsibility."

Mu Cheng changed the topic and begged Zhan Xingchen to learn other moves.

"Err …" "I really admire you. Just treat it as if I never said anything. You still think that you hit me enough?"

Zhan Xingchen looked at Mu Cheng speechlessly, then turned and left without a care for Mu Cheng. It was as if Mu Cheng was a god of pests.

"Brother Zhan, do you need to? "Wait for me." Mu Cheng looked at Zhan Xingchen's helpless face as he turned to leave, smiling bitterly while shaking his head.

"Has anything happened while I was gone?"

In a dark room, a man dressed in white stood in the middle of the room as he spoke to the man in front of him.

"Two things happened, one of them was Zi Ling being injured."

"Another thing, Ren Yunzong from Burning Heaven Valley died, at the hands of Mu Cheng."

The person in front of the man in white said respectfully.

The man in white was Feng Baiyu. Feng Baiyu's face did not change, but his heart was in turmoil.

Zi Ling's injury was something she did not expect, but when Feng Baiyu heard this news, his first reaction was to go over and greet Zi Ling.

However, the second piece of news caused Feng Baiyu to be extremely shocked, and she looked at the person in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

"Is what you said true? Did Mu Cheng really kill Ren Yunzong, or was there someone else helping him?"

Feng Baiyu frowned, and asked again.

"No one helped. It was Mu Cheng alone, but he seemed to be using Collapsing Fist. This fist technique is the Dao Sect's fist technique."

The man spoke carefully, his voice respectful.

"Alright, you may leave." Feng Baiyu waved her hand, she did not have any expression, but a look of shock flashed past her eyes.

"Mu Cheng, if I don't kill you soon, I'm afraid that you will become a huge threat to me in the future."

When there was no one in the room, Feng Baiyu's face flashed a look of gloominess, and she muttered to herself.

In the next moment, Feng Baiyu disappeared again, and the silent room did not make a sound.

In the darkness of the night, a white figure was constantly flying and eventually disappeared from the horizon.

In the past few days, Mu Cheng had always been trying to figure out the Rending Palm that Zhan Xingchen had taught him.

This was because this was a very powerful palm attack that could split the sky and split the earth.

Although Mu Cheng was training hard, it was still a form of comprehension. Even if he was training hard, he still wouldn't be able to learn it.

This week, Mu Cheng went to visit Zi Ling. Zi Ling was slightly better, but she still needed a month to recuperate.

Mu Cheng also did not disturb Zi Ling's cultivation, and instead left. Seeing that Zi Ling was fine, Mu Cheng relaxed, and then quietly went to cultivate.

"This is something given to you by the Sect Leader. It can save your life at a critical moment." Before he left, Zi Ling gave Mu Cheng an order badge.

"I'll leave this to you. I have the Mysterious Heaven Jade, at least ordinary people will not be able to harm me."

Because in his heart, Zi Ling held a very important position, so his attitude was very resolute.

"I'm safe here. Give it back to me when I'm out."

As Zi Ling looked at Mu Cheng's determined face, he knew that he wouldn't be able to give him back to Mu Cheng.

"Alright, I'll return it to you when you come out." Mu Cheng thought for a moment and nodded.

Just like this, Mu Cheng left with the order badge. Zi Ling watched Mu Cheng's disappearing back and stood in place for a long time.

"Zi Ling, what are you looking at? Why are you so engrossed in it? Let me look at it as well."

Zhan Xingchen had a serious look on his face as he pretended to look at Zi Ling.

"Ah, no …" "Nothing." Zi Ling's face immediately flushed red, her expression somewhat panicked.

However, Zi Ling sneakily raised her head, only to see Zhan Xingchen looking straight ahead.

"Eh, there's nothing ahead. What are you looking at? Is it that beautiful?" Zhan Xingchen had a face full of curiosity.

"I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first." However, Zi Ling was a girl after all, so his skin was very thin.

"Haha, is Mu Cheng really so good-looking?" At this time, Zhan Xingchen finally could not hold it in.

Looking at Zi Ling who looked just like a little girl, it was really funny, because normally, whenever she saw Zi Ling, he would look cold.

"Senior-apprentice Brother Zhan, you weren't like this in the past. I won't care about you anymore."

Hearing that, Zi Ling's face turned red, the blush on her face almost reaching her neck, after that, Zi Ling immediately left.

"Slow down, Junior Sister Zi Ling, I'm not eating humans, why are you running so fast, what if your wounds are triggered."

Zhan Xingchen reminded them loudly from the back, but it was good that Zhan Xingchen did not say anything. With that said, Zi Ling ran even faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Mu Cheng, if you can pass this challenge, your view of the world will change. Believe me, people will change. The Eastern Wasteland is more suited for you."

Zhan Xingchen shook his head, then looked towards the direction Mu Cheng disappeared in, and muttered to himself.

At a spatial node, a group of people appeared. The one leading was shockingly Yang Junce, followed by a few disciples of the Infinite Sect.

"Master Yang Junce, Mu Sheng is here." One of the disciples respectfully spoke out.

"Are you sure?"

A faintly discernible pressure filled the air, causing everyone to feel a hint of heaviness, and even fear.

This included Old Crane, but he just frowned and did not say a word.

"I'm sure, this news was spread out from within the eight great sects. There seems to be people who do not wish to see Mu Cheng mature. It's said that just now, Mu Cheng seemed to have killed Ren Yunzong from Burning Heaven Valley because he feared Mu Cheng's talent." The voice of the disciple standing behind Yang Junce carried a trace of nervousness.

However, it was very clear that he wanted to gain merits in front of Yang Junce, and let Yang Junce remember him so that he could improve a lot in the future.

"Let's go. We must capture Mu Cheng this time."

Yang Junce said indifferently, his tone carried an irresistible force, and he took the lead to fly forward.

In the blink of an eye, the group of people disappeared from the horizon. Occasionally, they would see some birds being awakened and crying out.

In another place, Song Weiyi's face was gloomy, because he lost to Mu Cheng in the competition, which was something he could not accept.

However, Feng Baiyu's arrival gave him hope, because in this way, the Mysterious Heaven Jade would definitely not fall into the hands of their Zongtian Sect s.

"Feng Baiyu, are you sure that you can destroy Mu Cheng here this time?"

In the next moment, Song Weiyi laughed sinisterly, looking at the person in front of him.