The Way of The Dao

The powerful momentum swept the surroundings fiercely!

Feng Xuan and the city lord retreated a few steps, while Feng Rao, Long Yin and Simu Houcheng retreated further, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

However, to everyone's surprise, Feng Wuyu's figure did not retreat, appearing as an immovable mountain, an impenetrable fortress.

"Cough!"

But Feng Wuyu couldn't help but cough as a thick line of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. His aura abruptly receded and he fell in power.

The previous attack seemed to make him look more powerful, but Feng Wuyu knew more than anyone else the serious damage he obtained.

Feng Wuyu looked slightly sideways at Ling Tian, his eyes soft and gentle as if he was looking at his son.

Ling Tian caught this and looked calmly at Feng Wuyu. He knew what Feng Wuyu was thinking and with what he had just done, he confirmed it.

"He won't be able to hold on much longer."

"Even though he has broken through, he hasn't stabilized his cultivation. With a few more attacks we can kill it!" The city lord looked at the trail of blood on Feng Wuyu's mouth and smiled coldly.

"Even so, he is still very strong. This is the difference between a true Golden Core and a Half Step one?" Long Yin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth.

"He's still very weak!" Feng Xuan snorted sneeringly as he looked at Feng Wuyu, "He probably can't even move right now, after protecting that guy's waste, his strength must have been completely consumed."

Those beside him blinked and were shocked when they saw that Feng Wuyu really didn't have any energy anymore.

"The next attack probably won't be able to stop him anymore." The city lord said.

Everyone smiled coldly at the sight of Feng Wuyu, knowing that just one more attack would be more than enough.

Feng Wuyu clenched the shattered spear in his hand.

"Don't think I'll give up easily!" Feng Wuyu coldly looked at these guys, especially the city lord and the patriarch of the Simu family, "My strength and body may die, but my spirit of revenge will never!"

"Hahaha!"

Feng Xuan's laughter was heard and he said, "Just with me alone is more than enough to kill you and send you to your son!"

"Wuyun, you're at the end of your arrow, why don't you better give up and leave? That way you could die with an intact body!" Long Yin sneered.

Feng Wuyu felt like he couldn't move, as if one step was enough for him to fall to the ground as he had no more energy to move. Still, Feng Wuyu did not let himself and glared fiercely at the enemies.

"Although I know that I am a single tiny speck of dust in the world, I also know that a one spear is more than enough!"

* Boom! *

Feng Wuyu's momentum expanded slightly, but this time, bringing a somewhat heavy feeling. His hand clenched the broken spear and pointed at the enemies.

Those who heard Feng Wuyu's words frowned and were shocked at his arrogance.

Just one spear is more than enough?

Wasn't it the same sentence said by Ling Tian? Just swap the sword for the spear and it would be the same arrogant statement.

"One spear? Hahaha! I think you are hallucinating to the point of believing in the bullshit of a trash!" Feng Xuan was the first to sneer, looking at Ling Tian expressing disdain and saying, "If Fengyuan couldn't even hurt me with a full sword in the beginning, you think with a broken spear you can be better?" Feng Xuan spat disdainfully, looking at Li Fengyuan and saying, "Women women will always be, nothing more than that! You were only lucky because I never used my full strength, otherwise, from the beginning you wouldn't have been able to do anything!" His gaze shone with arrogance and pride!

Feng Xuan did not believe that Li Fengyuan could really beat him with a sword. He had simply been disdainful in using his full strength, and in the last encounter it was because he had not fully recovered, despising Li Fengyuan as well to take a full shot at his technique.

Feng Xuan really didn't believe that a cultivator at the Golden Core realm could lose to a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Li Fengyuan heard this and glared angrily at Feng Xuan, feeling as if his words really hammered her heart and somehow felt that women could do nothing but be tools. Her gaze shifted to the patriarch of her family and when she saw his expression that seemed to agree with Feng Xuan's words, all traces of small feelings she had to this family broke. Her hand clenched the hilt of her sword all cracked, feeling helpless.

* Boom! *

But at once, a powerful aura gathered in the surroundings, raising the wind and shaking the place!

"He still has strength?"

Simu Houcheng shouted in horror when he noticed all this energy gathering around Feng Wuyu!

The city lord, Feng Rao, and Long Yin looked at Feng Wuyu with ugly expressions.

Feng Wuyu could still gather such an amount of energy!

"No! He's sacrificing his own golden core!" Feng Xuan shouted fiercely, seeing a small golden light begin to gather in Feng Wuyu's chest.

Feng Xuan had seen this development once before against a powerful enemy that he had driven to despair!

Sacrificing the Golden Core to obtain explosive strength!

"You want to sacrifice your own cultivation?" The city lord, as a Golden Core realm cultivator, also knew a little about what Feng Wuyu was trying to do.

Feng Wuyu no longer hesitated and knew that he was at the end of the arrow. A small golden dot seemed to come out from the center of his chest and brightly illuminated the place, startling the crowds that were in the distance but did not want to leave.

Feng Xuan and the city lord showed ugly expressions as they sensed the power Feng Wuyu was gathering. They knew that sacrificing a golden core could kill any cultivator in the same realm. They could even injure a cultivator in the upper stages!

None dared to move, either to attack or leave, afraid that Feng Wuyu would attack by surprise and they might be killed. No one wanted to be the first to take the hit.

"Yu'er, are you watching? Dad will avenge these assassins and will soon join you." Feng Wuyu looked sideways at Ling Tian and spoke in his heart.

Feng Wuyu thought that somehow Ling Tian might be Feng Yu's receiver on the other side of life, and his son might be looking at him in heaven through Ling Tian's eyes. After all, how many people are there not in the world, but none that could look like another except for the family?

Feng Yu's small and childish face seemed to be slightly supposed with Ling Tian's mature face, having some slight similarities with each other. Feng Wuyu smiled softly, thinking that his son might have a unique and genius bearing similar to Ling Tian, being promising and powerful.

The power gathered in Feng Wuyu soon seemed to be heading towards the broken spear blade in his hand, as if he wanted to add all his strength into his weapon!

Ling Tian noticed Feng Wuyu's gaze and sighed for the last time in his heart.

Feng Wuyu really wanted to sacrifice himself to finish off his son's killers.

Ling Tian gently moved forward without attracting attention.

"It's okay, don't mind everything anymore and let it go. Do you think your son would like to see you sacrifice your life for him?"

Then, a soft voice but with a hint of calmness and indifference was heard the next moment, startling the others.

Feng Wuyu was stunned when he felt a hand land on his shoulder, receiving a calm feeling full of serenity soothe his heart. This hand seemed to convey a familiar feeling to him, as if it knew exactly what he was feeling inside.

Ling Tian warmly patted Feng Wuyu's shoulder and smiled sympathetically at him. Ling Tian was similarly in his place twice, but somehow on those two occasions he got support and comfort. Perhaps because Feng Wuyu reminded him strangely about his biological father and wondering if he felt shattered and pained in any way like him, Ling Tian smiled softly.

Now, Ling Tian was that warm and understanding hand.