The second day erupts! The second chapter is out! Working hard on the fourth! If we use the language of playing games from my previous life, Young Master Jun’s attack power is simply too abysmal. The opponent is in a state of being stripped bare, even suffering massive negative effects, yet Young Master Jun cannot break through their defenses. Even the most frequent and dense onslaught is meaningless!

This is all happening while the opponent cannot even draw upon his profound energy! This fact is truly too embarrassing to speak of!

Therefore, Young Master Jun dared not relax in the slightest. Though his attacks were ceaseless, he knew clearly that if he couldn't strike the person before him dead in one blow, the slightest chance for the enemy to react would lead to him suffering losses or even a complete reversal! After all, at his absolute peak, he was merely at the Jade Profound realm, while the opponent was Heaven Profound—a genuine Heaven Profound realm expert!

Even if the opponent had only a tenth of his power remaining, Jun Mo Xie would still face immense suffering!

So, Jun Mo Xie hammered away relentlessly—bang, bang, bang—his fists, knees, elbows, the tops of his feet, even his heels were already aching and sore from the reverberations, yet he dared not ease up, much less relax. This is why his attacks appeared to grow denser and denser!

To any outsider, however, this one-sided battle took on an entirely different flavor.

To observers, it seemed he clearly possessed the power to kill the enemy with a single strike, yet chose such cruel methods to torture the opponent, acting as if deriving pleasure from sadism! It was nothing less than the legendary act of slaughtering for sport!

Furthermore, to intimidate the crowd and crush the opponent's morale further, Jun Mo Xie manifested his profound energy as the sky-blue aura characteristic of the Peak Heaven Profound level!

As a Peak Heaven Profound master, beating down a novice Heaven Profound practitioner several levels below him—especially one who isn't even fighting back—why would such relentless, frenzied beating be necessary? A single punch should suffice, right?

Young Master Jun was weeping internally, Who would choose this tedious effort if they had the strength? Isn't it because I simply lack the power?

Fortunately, this wasn't a purely data-driven game world. Even a Heaven Profound expert has limits. After Jun Mo Xie launched over three hundred consecutive strikes, all focused on the exact same spot on the chest, he finally shattered the protective profound energy and smashed the physique that the enemy had been so proud of. Finally, the last blow pierced the heart, severing all signs of life!

But what he didn't know was that his final stance—exhausted and momentarily still—was perceived by others as the ultimate display of arrogance, taken to an extreme degree of cruelty and perversion!

Since you’ve already beaten him to death, why are you still propping up his corpse like that? Treating him like dried fish on display—are you trying to scare everyone to death, boss? It’s the middle of the night!

Nearly two hundred people watched the killing figure of Jun Mo Xie in the center of the field with profound awe, silenced completely.

It was too shocking!

Too stunning!

After a long silence, they finally snapped back to reality. The other two Heaven Profound experts looked at Jun Mo Xie with grief and rage, gnashing their teeth as they asked, "Who are you? If you have the guts, state your name! The mountains are high and the rivers long; we in the Blood Sword Hall will never forget the great generosity you bestowed today, and we will surely repay it at the earliest opportunity."

"Uh? Repay it? You don't actually think you're leaving, do you?" Jun Mo Xie blinked in astonishment. "Damn your rich imagination! When did I ever say I was letting you go? Are you sure you aren't having a pleasant dream? Talking in your sleep?"

"Hahaha, it is an undeniable fact that we have been poisoned by you and have lost most of our cultivation! Today is indeed a crushing defeat for our side! But do you think that just you and this flock of trash birds before you can hold us captive? True, you are a Peak Heaven Profound expert whose power far exceeds ours. But if we are truly set on leaving, even with your abilities, at best you could only stop one of us. To keep all of us? That’s a pipe dream! So, the one truly dreaming and talking nonsense is you!"

The two figures in blood-colored robes laughed mournfully, their chilling words ringing out: "It doesn't matter who you are or if you have backing; know this: you and your faction are dead men walking! Dreams are definitely out, but nightmares are certainly coming your way!"

"Only able to keep one of you? What nonsense are you spewing! If I couldn't hold you, I wouldn't have bothered coming tonight! Dreaming? Let’s see who’s truly dreaming!" Jun Mo Xie sneered, waving his hand: "Kill!"

The two hundred men roared in unison. Even those lightly wounded ignored their injuries, raising their swords and blades again, surging forward like a tidal wave.

"Hahahaha," the two Heaven Profound assassins roared, suddenly leaping up, one heading south and the other north.

They shot forward rapidly, soaring away!

Even with the mad leader possessing Peak Heaven Profound cultivation, he was still only one person. How could he stop two top-tier experts fleeing in completely opposite directions!

Jun Mo Xie chuckled deeply, not even moving an inch, merely shouting coldly, "Come down!" As his voice boomed, the sky seemed to darken in response to the shout! The men on the ground systematically and expertly dispersed, flashing swiftly out of the encirclement.

The two blood-robed assassins looked up, and instantly, their livers and gall bladders were split with terror!

From every direction in the sky, dozens of enormous nets, studded with glinting hooks, completely blanketed the space within a radius of tens of zhang—dense, intricate, and utterly without gaps! Looking in every direction, there was no blind spot! And they were falling in layers. If one could barely breach the first net, there was a second, or even a third one waiting!

Amidst the tragic, desperate cries of the two Heaven Profound assassins, forty to fifty massive nets crashed down, enveloping them completely.

If their power hadn't been dispersed, they could have summoned their full strength to shatter or even pulverize these nets in the blink of an eye.

But now, with their power severely diminished, even if they could struggle free, it would take significant time to gather the necessary force.

However, time was precisely what they lacked!

How could Jun Mo Xie grant them the luxury of preparation time?

At his command, the more than two hundred men tossed aside their weapons and casually took out the thick wooden clubs they had prepared beforehand. They began viciously smashing them down indiscriminately onto the two hapless figures trapped within dozens of layers of nets!

This opportunity—for Gold Profound cultivators to beat down Heaven Profound masters—was something that might never come again in their lifetimes! How could they let it pass? After witnessing the sheer satisfaction Young Master Jun derived from beating his opponent earlier, they were unwilling to let him have all the glory!

Heaven Profound experts be damned! We’ll beat you to death—no, you both!

The sky-blue profound energy could still be faintly seen through the layers of nets, clearly indicating that these two Heaven Profound experts were still struggling desperately, trying to turn the tide. But the cruel reality informed them that all efforts were futile! Stout clubs, nearly as thick as thighs, heavy with force, landed with sickening thwacks onto the two hapless figures…

Their nightmare had truly arrived!

Screams erupted continuously. The two Heaven Profound masters, who had initially tried to maintain composure and refuse to cry out in pain, were now screaming louder than anyone, their piercing cries tearing through the night sky, carrying for miles like the cry of a night owl.

Their other Heaven Profound comrade had died tragically, but at least he died under the sneak attack of a great master like the ‘Peak Heaven Profound’ Jun Mo Xie, which could be considered an honorable death. But these two? They were being beaten to death by a mob of ants at the Gold Profound level. What a tragic end to life!

In truth, these two were incredibly unlucky; all their miserable experiences were brought upon themselves; no one else was to blame.

Jun Mo Xie had initially been very wary of these two. Although they had ingested the Luring Spirit Incense, they were still genuine Heaven Profound masters; even with severely reduced strength, they should retain at least an initial Earth Profound cultivation, perhaps even higher. It was unlikely their profound energy completely vanished. If they fought desperately, the two hundred guards could potentially suffer heavy casualties!

This is why Jun Mo Xie had previously chosen to manifest his own profound energy with the unique coloring of the Peak Heaven Profound realm—to intimidate them!

As expected, upon seeing this, the only choice left for the two was to flee immediately, and they had to split up. This was understandable: their original strength was only at the initial Heaven Profound level. Even at full power, facing a Peak Heaven Profound expert required immediate flight, let alone now when their profound energy was mostly dispersed?

But their flight played right into Jun Mo Xie’s trap!

He had already arranged for fifty-four men to hide in the trees, each holding two large nets, waiting for this precise moment! Did they think only two hundred people were involved? The total number of his men was two hundred and fifty-four!

This meant fifty-four highly skilled net-men cast a huge, dense array of nets simultaneously. When the two were panicked and mid-air with nowhere to gain purchase, how could they avoid being caught?

These two experts, who should have inflicted massive casualties on Jun Mo Xie’s side and might not even have been captured, ended up trapped like fish in a net—in the most humiliating way possible! Not only were they caught, but now they were meat on the chopping block, ready to be carved as desired!

The two hundred men swung their massive clubs as if harvesting soybeans in autumn, beating them relentlessly! As the screams gradually subsided into absolute silence, Jun Mo Xie, fearing a trick, commanded them to continue beating for the time it takes half an incense stick to burn. The reason? Killer’s caution.

After the beating stopped, Young Master Jun stepped forward to inspect. Yes, the effect was quite good; even the nets were smashed to pieces. Their targets looked like they could no longer be called people, or perhaps not even meat—they were pureed, 100% meat pulp…

You couldn’t stew them this thoroughly even with a pressure cooker for a day.

Jun Mo Xie squinted and glanced over, then waved his hand: "Clean up the battlefield immediately. Any enemy still breathing gets an extra stab; take good care of our own injured. Meticulously collect every hand crossbow and bolt; ensure absolutely no trace remains. Start moving now!"

The crowd loudly agreed.

Jun Mo Xie looked up, his eyes fixed on a certain direction in the forest, his gaze seemingly smiling with deep, hidden meaning.

In a short time, the battlefield was swept clean. With a single command from Jun Mo Xie, accompanied by a rising whistle, everyone simultaneously mounted their horses. As hooves pounded rapidly, in an instant, the entire group vanished without a trace.

All that remained was scattered flesh and gore across the ground, a chaotic scene testifying to this exceptionally bloody engagement!

(Where are the monthly tickets increasing?” To be continued)