Lu Hao and Fang Tonghua were still in battle, but Lu Hao had already fallen into a passive state with several wounds on his body.

The more Fang Tonghua fought, the braver he became, and the more ruthless he became. Every single move was aimed straight at Lu Hao's fatal points, causing Lu Hao who was not as strong as him to only have a passive defense. Within three moves, he could barely take two moves, and the other move directly hit Lu Hao's body.

When Shu Ling killed Yan Shiyong, Lu Hao was already covered in wounds. It was not because Shu Ling was not willing to help Lu Hao quickly, but it was because the feeling Lu Hao gave him was not that of a good person.

"Brother Shu, help me!" Lu Hao retreated step by step, he was almost unable to hold on, and seeing that Shu Ling had already killed Yan Shiyong, he shouted loudly.

After Shu Ling heard this, he did not rush forward, but to inspect Yan Shiyong's body. The people did not see anything wrong with this, but Lu Hao knew that this was done intentionally.

"Clan members of the Huayan gang, as you have all seen, your Clan Master has already died under my sword. If you still want to put up a resistance, then don't blame me for being impolite." Shu Ling said loudly.

This caused all the disciples of the Huayan gang s to quickly put down their weapons and surrender. The new citizens also rushed forward to pick up their weapons, in case any of them made any more movements.

If he kept stalling for time, Lu Hao would not be able to hold on.

Fang Tonghua's vicious kick landed right on Lu Hao's head, causing him to be kicked more than two meters away, and he was even able to spit out blood in midair. When he landed on the ground, he was already unable to move, and only a weak breath of air remained.

However, those malicious eyes looked at Fang Tonghua first, then looked at Shu Ling, afraid that he would scold Shu Ling for not saving him.

"Humph!" "This is the result of a traitor. He still dares to gather the citizens to avenge me. He truly deserves death."

Fang Tonghua's face was ferocious, like a man-eating beast, causing the common folk to feel a chill in their hearts.

At this time, Shu Ling quickly flew in front of the commoners and looked at Fang Tonghua with an ice-cold gaze.

Fang Tonghua had only just met Shu Ling's gaze when he felt immense pressure. He knew that even Yan Shiyong was not this person's opponent, so he himself was even worse.

Therefore, when Shu Ling looked back to check on Lu Hao's injuries, he quickly flew back to Madness Temple.

Shu Ling just wanted to give Lu Hao a punishment, but didn't expect to find out after checking, that even if Lu Hao didn't die this time, he would still be unable to get back up, and the severe brain injury was already incurable.

And what Fang Tonghua had said before, proved how Shu Ling judged him. Therefore, the commoners did not blame Shu Ling for not saving them, but instead looked at Lu Hao who was lying on the ground, completely immobile.

Only when a figure flashed did Shu Ling realize that Fang Tonghua had flown into the Madness Temple. He instantly felt bad, and the first thought that emerged in his mind was that Fang Tonghua might want to use the mad spirit as a shield.

Therefore, he quickly flew into the Madness Temple as fast as he could and shouted loudly, "Fellow villagers, quickly leave this place. This place is too dangerous, the might of the mad spirit may even affect the fishes in the pond."

All of the commoners and the disciples of the Huayan gang who had put down their weapons also quickly left the Madness Temple. There were many people who had experienced the might of the mad spirit, so the farther the better.

"mad spirit, all of this was caused by your appearance, so this matter should end with you.

Fang Tonghua had already opened the iron cage and arrived in front of Wei Yutian. He immediately grabbed onto the who was covered in wounds.

Wei Yutian did not resist, but continued to smile foolishly, with no trace of life in his eyes.

Just as Shu Ling was about to arrive, Fang Tonghua directly hit his three acupoints, which were Wei Yutian's Hundred Convergence, Dantian, and Yongquan. Then, both of his hands came together, and slapped the two sides of Wei Yutian's temples.

Just like that, Wei Yutian's aura rose sharply, and his eyes started to shine brightly. The bruises on various parts of his body also started to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What powerful strength. It can actually quickly heal wounds. What kind of cultivation technique is this? How can it be so powerful?"

Fang Tonghua was extremely shocked. Even if he used up all of his knowledge, he still could not understand what was going on.

As the powerful Qi rushed from his dantian into his brain, Wei Yutian started to feel pain. He immediately struggled out of Fang Tonghua's hands and used both hands to cover his head as he cried out in pain.

"Crap, I'm still a step too late!" Seeing the situation in front of him, Shu Ling suddenly realized that the power of the mad spirit was going to explode, so he quickly escaped.

Just when all of the internal energy had engulfed Wei Yutian's body, his injuries had also healed up more or less.

"Hahaha …" Destruction. Let's destroy them together! "Since your father is going to lose, then I will lose a bit more thoroughly." Fang Tonghua laughed in despair.

Just then, Wei Yutian suddenly clenched his fists and kept them at his waist, his entire body floating in the air.

"AHH!"

Wei Yutian roared. His expression was sinister and terrifying, not only in pain, but also in resistance to the darkness in his head.

The first one to be struck was Fang Tonghua. Fang Tonghua, who was originally prepared to die, actually felt a terrifying sense of death in an instant, but it was already too late for him to regret it.

Fang Tonghua did not even have the chance to resist, the chance to escape, and instantly turned into blood mist and disappeared without a trace.

As for the two to three thousand kilogram iron cage that imprisoned Wei Yutian, under the effects of this strong internal energy, it was actually broken into countless pieces, and exploded in all directions.

The entire Madness Temple was on the verge of collapse, Shu Ling used his lightness exercise with all his might and quickly escaped from the Madness Temple, but he still felt danger approaching from behind and did not dare stop and escape into the distance.

When he had escaped more than six hundred meters away, the entire Madness Temple immediately collapsed. Furthermore, like the iron cage that trapped Wei Yutian, it directly split into pieces and exploded in all directions.

Even his own deity statue was not spared, as it was directly turned into fine powder by Wei Yutian's endless stream of internal energy in the air, and sprinkled thousands of meters around Madness Temple.

Wei Yutian's voice was accompanied by extremely powerful inner force. Compared to Yan Shiyong's Lion's Roar Technique, it was countless times stronger, but this was a reckless roar that did not have any cultivation method, and was completely incomparable to the Lion's Roar Technique.

The sound spread. Although all the civilians had fled more than 2,000 feet away, the sound was still as loud as it could get. It shook the citizens to the point where they covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain.

The inner force that was unleashed from his body could still be felt from fifteen hundred meters away. All the trees, birds, and beasts in the area, even the short grass and trees, were instantly crushed by the inner force.

Even the walls and roots of the Madness Temple were all blown away by the Whole Gale Palace. Within a radius of two to three hundred meters from Wei Yutian, everything was instantly emptied out, and the sky became clear as well, leaving behind not a single speck of dust. Only the roaring Wei Yutian in the air remained.

Even if Shu Ling had used his lightness exercise with all his might, he still had not managed to escape Wei Yutian's influence. At a distance of close to three kilometers, the wind that swept him away immediately blew away his center of gravity, and he directly walked towards the distance like a rag bag.

"Is he a human or a god? Even I cannot tell whether he's a god or not. This power is truly unrivalled in the world."

Shu Ling started to circulate all his inner force, it was more than twice as strong as when he was fighting Yan Shiyong, but he could still only control himself to not hit any trees in the air, or dodge the flying sandstone s.

Only after being blown nearly six thousand meters away from Wei Yutian, did Shu Ling manage to stabilize his body and landed on the ground.

Coincidentally saw that all the people were covering their ears and struggling in pain, Shu Ling quickly used his inner force to help the people within his capabilities to resist the power that was coming from the voice.

When he first heard that powerful roar, he had already blocked his ears, but because he was relatively close, his ears immediately started buzzing and he was even a bit dizzy. However, once he arrived at the area of twenty thousand feet, he was no longer affected by the sound.

This kind of berserk phenomenon continued for forty to fifty breaths before it finally stopped. The citizens slowly opened their ears and crawled up from the ground, looking in the direction of the Madness Temple.

Their expression did not contain any surprise, as if they had already expected that the mad spirit's might would cause them to become like this.

However, their ears had yet to return to normal. They still felt a buzzing sound. Their heads were still dizzy and their vision was blurry. After a moment, he finally returned to normal.

As for Lu Hao, he had long forgotten about him when all the commoners were trying their best to flee far away. Therefore, he could no longer see Lu Hao's figure, and had probably been smashed into pieces by the energy released by Wei Yutian's explosion.

When everything became clear in front of everyone's eyes, they saw mad spirit Wei Yutian floating in the air. His expression was extremely solemn and he did not have the appearance of a crazy person, just like the statue in the Madness Temple, which was extremely imposing, causing people to feel deep veneration for his.

"mad spirit has finally recovered his divine might. Fellow villagers, quickly kneel down!" someone shouted.

With that, all the citizens immediately knelt down, even the rest of the disciples from the Huayan gang were the same. They had never seen the mad spirit so majestically in the air, looking down on everyone with such might and grandeur. Now that they saw him, they felt that the madman they thought he was previously was actually a deity.

Although Shu Ling completely understood whether or not the mad spirit was a god, in order to leave a spiritual Legacy for these commoners, he had to kneel down right away. Moreover, this was a person that he admired. So what if he knelt for countless times?

Right at the moment when everyone was immersed in their thoughts, Wei Yutian suddenly disappeared from his original position, and casually flew away from the town, leaving behind an afterimage that even Shu Ling could only catch with all his focus.