The Ferocious God in the Celestial Master's Mansion

Chapter 8 The First Signs of Ferocity

The shadows of the dense forest, like a lurking beast, completely swallowed Zhang Yulei and Lin Yue. The damp, decaying leaves, mingled with the stench of blood, filled their nostrils, making Zhang Yulei's nerves even more tense. He squinted, peering through the gaps in the branches and leaves at the mountain path. The group of Qingyun Sect disciples were approaching rapidly, the clanging of their armor and their heavy breathing particularly jarring in the silent forest.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a sinister face and a goatee. A jade pendant from the Qingyun Sect dangled from the tassel of his sword at his waist, gleaming coldly in the sunlight—he was none other than Wei Kun, the Enforcement Elder of the Qingyun Sect. This man was infamous throughout western Henan, not only for his profound cultivation but also for his ruthless methods. Anyone who offended the Qingyun Sect almost always met a tragic end, leaving no trace of their body.

"Elder Wei, that's where the brothers met their end!" A disciple pointed to the bloodstains and corpses in the open space, his voice filled with fear. "Look, Chief Li and the others... they're all gone!"

Wei Kun's gaze swept over the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground. Some had their internal organs shattered by the shockwave, others had their flesh burned through by lightning; their deaths were gruesome. His pupils suddenly contracted, and a violent aura emanated from him: "Such ruthless methods! Such powerful lightning magic! Which sect's brat dares to run wild on my Qingyun Sect's territory?"

He crouched down, dabbed his fingers in the blood on the ground, and then touched the wounds on the corpse, his brows furrowing even more: "The thunder magic is fierce and domineering, the Golden Light Mantra protects the body... Someone from Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the Qingyun Sect disciples around them. The reputation of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain was renowned throughout the world of supernatural beings, and even sects like theirs, which held sway over a region, dared not provoke it lightly.

"Elder, why would people from Longhu Mountain come to western Henan?" a disciple asked cautiously.

"Who cares who he is!" Wei Kun abruptly stood up, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "He killed someone from my Qingyun Sect! Even if he's a direct disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he'll have to pay with his life! Search! Search thoroughly! This mountain is full of forests; that kid couldn't have gone far!"

Dozens of Qingyun Sect disciples immediately dispersed, forming a fan shape as they searched the depths of the dense forest. The cold glint of drawn swords flashed erratically through the woods, like the fangs of a venomous snake.

Lin Yue gripped Zhang Yulei's sleeve tightly, her fingertips icy cold, her voice trembling with tears: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, what should we do? There are too many of them... We should run away quickly!"

Zhang Yulei remained silent, his gaze fixed on Wei Kun's figure. His internal energy was circulating rapidly, and the Golden Light Mantra flowed across his body, forming a faint golden halo. He could feel that, with the surrounding killing intent permeating the air, the latent ferocity within him was surging wildly, like a beast breaking free of its shackles, rampaging through his limbs and bones.

The humiliation of being bullied and the pain of being beaten to death in his past life surged into his heart like a tide, intertwining with the murderous intent before him, causing his eyes to gradually turn bloodshot.

"Escape?" Zhang Yulei's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a suppressed roar. "Can you escape?"

Before the words were finished, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out! A poisoned crossbow bolt pierced through the gaps in the branches and leaves, shooting towards Zhang Yulei's chest—it was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect who had discovered them!

"Watch out!" Lin Yue exclaimed.

Zhang Yulei swayed, dodging the crossbow bolt like a ghost. The bolt grazed his clothes and embedded itself in the tree trunk behind him, black venom oozing from its tip.

"Over there!" the disciple shouted, rushing towards Zhang Yulei.

In an instant, dozens of figures surrounded them from all directions, swords and sabers drawn, carrying sharp Qi energy, slashing down towards Zhang Yulei and Lin Yue.

"Miss Lin, hide behind me!" Zhang Yulei shouted, his Qi erupted, and the Golden Light Mantra was activated at full power. A thick golden light shield instantly unfolded, protecting the two of them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Swords and blades struck the golden light barrier, producing deafening, crisp sounds and scattering sparks. The golden light barrier shook violently, yet it remained unbroken.

"What a powerful Golden Light Spell!" A greedy glint flashed in Wei Kun's eyes. "This kid is so young, yet he's already mastered the Golden Light Spell to such a level. If we can capture him and force him to reveal his cultivation method, my Qingyun Sect will surely reach new heights!"

He flashed forward like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, his long sword unsheathed, the blade wreathed in cyan energy, carrying a chilling aura—this was the ultimate technique of the Qingyun Sect, the Azure Nether Sword Technique!

"Boy, prepare to die!"

Wei Kun's sword was as fast as lightning, aiming straight for Zhang Yulei's brow. The sword strike was cunning and ruthless, sealing off all his escape routes.

Zhang Yulei's pupils contracted. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his left hand forming a hand seal, causing the golden light shield to shrink sharply, protecting Lin Yue even more tightly. His right hand clenched into a fist, and the power of thunder magic frantically condensed, crackling lightning crackling around his fist.

"Thunder Fist!"

He threw a punch, which collided with Wei Kun's longsword.

"Boom!"

The lightning and the Azure Nether Sword Qi collided violently, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards. The surrounding trees were shaken and their branches and leaves flew off. Several Qingyun Sect disciples who rushed too close were blasted away and coughed up blood.

Wei Kun felt an overwhelming force surge through his longsword, his arm went numb, and he staggered back three steps before regaining his footing. He stared at the lightning crackling around Zhang Yulei's fist, a flicker of horror in his eyes: "This lightning magic... is even more domineering than the rumors!"

Zhang Yulei gave him no chance to catch his breath. His figure shot out of the golden light barrier like an arrow, his lightning power spreading throughout his body. He transformed into a bolt of lightning, weaving through the crowd. His punches and kicks were fierce and domineering, each punch and kick carrying the force of a thunderbolt. Wherever he passed, screams of agony rose and fell.

A Qingyun Sect disciple raised his sword to strike, but Zhang Yulei dodged to the side and simultaneously struck the disciple's chest with his palm. Lightning power instantly surged into the disciple's body; he convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed stiffly to the ground.

Another disciple brandished his spear and thrust forward. Zhang Yulei reached out and grabbed the spear shaft. He unleashed his lightning magic, shattering the spear instantly. He then kicked out, sending the disciple flying backward like a kite with a broken string. The disciple crashed into a tree and died on the spot.

The killing was like opening Pandora's box, causing the murderous aura within Zhang Yulei to completely spiral out of control. His eyes turned bloodshot, his reason was being devoured by his frenzied killing intent, and the screams and clashing weapons around him turned into a stirring battle song.

In his past life, he was weak and could only be bullied by others; in this life, he possesses great power and will never let anyone bully him again!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhang Yulei let out a low roar, like the howl of a ferocious beast. His moves became increasingly ruthless, showing no mercy, and each strike was sure to take a life. Golden light spells flowed around his body, making his defense impenetrable, and his lightning magic was unstoppable.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were intimidated by his fierce aura, and their faces showed fear, so they dared not step forward.

"A bunch of trash!" Wei Kun roared, charging forward again with his longsword in hand. "Boy, don't be so arrogant! I'll take your dog's life!"

He unleashed his Azure Nether Sword Technique to its fullest extent, countless sword shadows, like a sky full of azure, enveloping Zhang Yulei. Each sword strike contained a chilling sword aura, attempting to penetrate the Golden Light Curse's defenses.

A hint of disdain flashed in Zhang Yulei's eyes. He suddenly stopped, formed hand seals, and his internal energy circulated wildly, resonating with the power of lightning in the world.

"Thunder shakes the heavens!"

A roar echoed through the mountains and forests.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered, a strong wind arose, and a thick golden bolt of lightning cleaved down from the clouds, roaring like a giant dragon, hurtling towards Wei Kun.

Wei Kun's expression changed drastically. He could feel the terrifying power contained in the lightning bolt, and he quickly circulated his Qi to condense a cyan shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

The lightning slammed into the shield with a deafening roar. The azure shield shattered instantly, and Wei Kun, struck by the lightning, was charred black and sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Elder!"

The disciples of Qingyun Sect cried out in alarm and wanted to rush forward to help.

Would Zhang Yulei give them a chance? He flashed to Wei Kun's side, looking down at him with no pity in his eyes.

"You...you dare kill me?" Wei Kun's voice was filled with fear and resentment. "My Qingyun Sect is on good terms with the Quanzhen Sect. If you kill me, the Quanzhen Sect will not let you off! Even Longhu Mountain cannot protect you!"

"The Quanzhen School?" Zhang Yulei sneered. "A bunch of hypocrites, daring to talk about morality?"

He recalled Chen Yunting's words and the actions of those reputable sects, and his murderous intent intensified.

"Your Qingyun Sect, in collusion with the Quanxing Sect, has harmed the innocent and wreaked havoc on this region. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yulei slapped Wei Kun on the head.

"Bang!"

Wei Kun's head shattered like a watermelon, with brain matter and blood splattered all over the ground.

Upon seeing the Elder of Law Enforcement killed, the disciples of Qingyun Sect completely collapsed, terrified out of their wits, and turned to run away.

"Trying to run away?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Zhang Yulei's lips. He blurred into motion and gave chase. The power of lightning exploded beneath his feet, propelling him to incredible speed, making him weave through the crowd like a ghost.

Screams echoed everywhere, and blood stained the mountain path of Black Stone Ridge.