C40 Directly Confronting the Black Panther Profound Waaior Group!

The Third Commander, Zhang Yang, brandished his gleaming sword and lunged at Chu Yangxiang in a desperate fight. Sword lights, dense as a spider's web, spiraled towards Chu Yangxiang, intent on ensnaring and slaying him.

Chu Yangxiang gripped the Swallow Sky Halberd and stepped forward. The halberd, dark as the night itself, thrust out, aiming directly at Zhang Yang. A scorching scent filled the air, and no terrain could hinder his relentless charge.

His halberd strike resembled a black Evil Dragon, ferociously making its presence known, commanding the world around it. It was an innate attack, now fully unleashed by Chu Yangxiang.

Zhang Yang's killing move was rendered powerless against Chu Yangxiang's devastating halberd strike. The Swallow Sky Halberd clashed with the treasured sword, sending a numbing shock through Zhang Yang's arm.

He retreated swiftly, his eyes wide with fear. "How is it possible for you to have perfected your Martial Skill to the Perfection Stage? It can't be."

It is known that when a Martial Skill reaches the Perfection Stage, it undergoes transformations and may even advance automatically. This means a Yellow Rank Martial Skill could wield the power of a Profound Warrior's.

Being a Profound Master, Zhang Yang was well aware of the immense difficulty in cultivating a Martial Skill to the Perfection Stage.

Despite his desire to flee, Zhang Yang's gaze fell upon the Little Gold Tortoise that had annihilated fifteen Profound Warriors in an instant. He was internally strategizing on how to overcome the perilous situation at hand, ensuring that Lian Ji and the others' deaths would not be in vain.

With the momentum from his previous move, Chu Yangxiang's Swallow Sky Halberd came down fiercely. The dark halberd sliced through the air, cutting diagonally towards Zhang Yang's shoulder. The chilling Sword Intention that had been entwined around the halberd vanished without a trace.

The halberd crashed into the rocky ground, creating a sound that echoed as cracks spread like a spider's web over a three-meter radius. Dust billowed, and shards of stone scattered in all directions.

Chu Yangxiang's Swallow Sky Halberd traced an invisible circle, seemingly locking onto its target, and unleashed a tornado that surged towards Zhang Yang.

With a resounding clang, Chu Yangxiang knocked Zhang Yang's sword out of his hand.

Zhang Yang, in a state of shock, attempted to flee.

Chu Yangxiang's gaze was icy as he thrust the Swallow Sky Halberd forward.

As the Swallow Sky Halberd left his palm, it transformed into a streak of cold light hurtling towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was too slow to evade. The halberd pierced through his back, propelling him more than ten meters before impaling him onto an ancient tree several centuries old.

The tree was split halfway by the Swallow Sky Halberd, its long shaft still quivering.

Zhang Yang's screams of agony echoed continuously.

The Little Gold Tortoise looked up and smiled, "Well done."

Impaled by the Swallow Sky Halberd, Zhang Yang's blood trickled down the weapon. He gave Chu Yangxiang a weak smile and raised his thumb, "Dying at your hands is no injustice. Captain, we were mistaken."

The Third Commander came to a stark realization that the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group had erred in their judgment. They had underestimated their foe. They believed that slaying a mere Profound Warrior Three-star would be simple, a means to leverage Chu Yuexing's vulnerability and weaken the Chu Family. No one anticipated that this grave miscalculation would doom the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group to a point of no return.

He finally understood that opposing such a prodigy meant the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group was courting their own demise.

But it was all too late. The Third Commander was dead.

Chu Yangxiang also coughed up a mouthful of blood. The pent-up blood he had been suppressing finally erupted.

Indeed, a Profound Master was not to be trifled with. He reflected on his numerous serendipitous encounters, the harrowing experiences of life and death he had endured, and the arduous cultivation he had undertaken.

Yet, he had sustained injuries at the hands of Zhang Yang. It was clear that he needed to strategize meticulously to confront Black Panther and the entire Black Panther Profound Warrior Group.

The Little Gold Tortoise looked at Chu Yangxiang with a mischievous twinkle in its eyes and boasted, "As long as you're willing, I can wipe out the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group. They're just over a hundred strong, and I can make them vanish in less than an hour."

Chu Yangxiang fixed his gaze on the Little Gold Tortoise. "How can you achieve that?"

The Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise let out a cold snort. "He can command Demonic Beasts, and besides, the Little Gold Tortoise is a Profound General Superior."

The Little Gold Tortoise nodded in agreement. "Exactly."

Chu Yangxiang felt a surge of excitement. He had never imagined that the Little Gold Tortoise he had stumbled upon so casually was a Demonic Beast of Profound General Level, capable of summoning other Demonic Beasts.

"Do you have a way to infiltrate the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group? You're only to slay the Black Panther, but spare the other Profound Warriors."

The Little Gold Tortoise appeared thoughtful, eventually shaking its tiny head.

The Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise chuckled. "Don't worry, leave this task to me. I'll handle it."

Chu Yangxiang glanced at the Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise, noting its more substantial form, a sign of advanced cultivation. He nodded in agreement. "Alright, I'll entrust this to you."

Chu Yangxiang collected all of Zhang Yang's weapons, the Storage Bag, and other items, tossing them into the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron. After retrieving his own Swallow Sky Halberd, he swiftly departed to find a secluded spot. Entering the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron, he sat in the pool of Demonic Beast blood and began his cultivation.

The Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise and the Little Gold Tortoise set about sorting through their loot. They tallied twenty-two weapons, one thousand four hundred second-level Profound Qi Pills, one hundred and twenty harvested medicinal herbs, fifteen Profound Crystal Stones, one thousand eight hundred and fifty Xuanwu Copper Coins, and a total of one thousand Xuanwu Silver Coins in the Crystal Card.

The Little Gold Tortoise scoffed, "They're all paupers."

If Chu Yangxiang had overheard this comment, he might have tripped over in disbelief. In Zhenhai City, these items constituted a significant wealth, but to the Little Gold Tortoise, at the level of a Profound General, they were nothing more than worthless junk.

After an hour and a half, Chu Yangxiang's internal injuries had fully healed.

Seated cross-legged within the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron, he reflected seriously on his battle with Zhang Yang, absorbing the lessons of this direct encounter with a Profound Master. This insight would be crucial for his upcoming fight with Black Panther.

Two hours later, Chu Yangxiang leaped out of the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron into the deep of the night.

He sped toward the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group with the swiftness of an arrow.

Gazing at the dark, imposing walls of their stronghold, Chu Yangxiang's fists clenched with a crackling sound. For over twenty years, the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group had terrorized Zhenhai City, engaging in all manner of unlawful acts with brazen impunity. They were a blight upon the city.

His own ordeal was a case in point. Had he ever crossed paths with the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group? Yet, they had sent Luo Yufei to track and attempt to assassinate him, followed by Lian Ji's relentless pursuit to end his life. The entire group had emerged en masse to hunt him down, even guarding intersections to ensure they would not rest until he was slain.

Black Panther was particularly vicious, full of deceit and as unpredictable as a panther in the night, ready to pounce and deliver a devastating blow with his razor-sharp claws and teeth. Over the years, Black Panther had been responsible for countless atrocities in Zhenhai City.

If this man were not eliminated, he would remain a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, bringing endless trouble to Chu Yangxiang's future.

With his fists still tightly clenched, Chu Yangxiang resolved that Black Panther should brace for his demise.

"Tianwu, we start the battle now," Chu Yangxiang declared with gravity. He was eager to see how Tianwu would ensure that no one from the Profound Warrior Group could join the fray, leaving Black Panther to face him alone.

The Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise responded with a sly grin, "That's simple. Just hand over the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron to me."

Upon the command of the Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise, the ominous Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron ascended slowly into the sky above the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group. The Big Cauldron swelled to the size of a house, casting waves of black light that shrouded the group below.

"Heaven Earth Profound Yellow, the vastness of the universe, darkness permeates the night."

The Heaven-martial Godly Tortoise chanted under his breath, the black light from the Nine Horns Xuanwu Cauldron deepening in its intensity.

The Little Gold Tortoise poked out his round little head and remarked, "This is the true Turtle Breathing Technique. It renders those inside unconscious for six hours. When you enter, only Black Panther will be aware. You can test your mettle then."

Fifteen minutes later, Tianwu's smug laughter reached them: "It's your time to shine. Now, even the guard dogs of the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group are senseless. Rest assured."

Chu Yangxiang nodded with a grave expression. Having slain Zhang Yang, a Profound Master Two-star, he had come to understand the formidable nature of a Profound Master. Black Panther was the top captain of the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group, a renowned powerhouse in Zhenhai City, and a Profound Warrior Three-star expert. Whether he could defeat him remained uncertain.

Chu Yangxiang knew that once he embarked on the path of a Martial Cultivator, there was no turning back. Any hint of fear would become his own worst enemy.

He sprinted a hundred feet, then used the Swallow Sky Halberd as a vaulting pole to leap atop the high wall.

Surveying the shadowy interior of the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group, Chu Yangxiang pinpointed Black Panther's location. He leapt down and charged towards his target.

After a session of cross-legged meditation, Black Panther exhaled a long breath, creating a fist-sized, half-foot-deep dent in the wall. His eyes sparkled with a bright light.

Hearing faint footsteps approaching, he wondered, "How is this possible? There are twenty watchdogs and twenty-eight guards within the manor. Why is there no sign of them?"

Silently, he opened the window and lightly jumped onto the rooftop, eager to see who dared to probe into his Profound Warrior Group in the dead of night.