Why do I have so many masters?

A faint smile appeared on his face, and his figure instantly flew backwards, swiftly distancing himself. This speed far exceeded the level he had previously displayed, leaving only a slightly mocking voice in the air.

"You've always been too confident."

Wang Anfeng seemed oblivious to his actions, merely taking the wooden sword from his back, inserting it into the ground, and leisurely tidying his collar and cuffs, rolling up the black sleeves to reveal a white patterned inner lining and a portion of his arm.

At this moment, Dongfang Ximing, led by Gong Yu, arrived within three hundred steps of Wang Anfeng. Her heart quickened as she watched the composed Wang Anfeng, experiencing a mix of joy and regret.

Regret that they couldn't capture the villain.

Just then, Wang Anfeng, with his back to her, spoke softly:

"Were you startled... no, listen to me, you must be very scared."

"It's alright now, you're safe. Ah, brother will get back at them for you."

These simple words, even for the usually resilient Dongfang Ximing, brought a sour feeling to her nose and heat to her eyes, causing tears to flow uncontrollably.

Gong Yu hesitated, then awkwardly reached out to touch her hair.

Dongfang Ximing realized she was crying, sniffed, and wiped her tears messily with her hand, only to see Wang Anfeng raise his right hand, grasping towards the distant sky, where unseen Buddha Light and thunder flashed in his black eyes.

Thunder Department Martial Arts: Rushing Thunder.

A ray of lightning arose in Wang Anfeng's palm and, far away, a muffled thunderous sound exploded, echoing constantly. The wooden sword inserted into the ground vibrated and hummed. Wang Anfeng, gathering strength till now, rose to the realm of Heaven and Earth through his own Qi mechanism, feeling the surging Vital Energy and the thundering aura stirred by his journey from the city.

To affect Heaven and Earth phenomena by human strength, the thunder rumbles, converging over the night sky, obscuring stars and moon, resonating with the Thunder Vigor infused into Xu Sixing.

Wang Anfeng slowly clenched his right hand.

In the sky, amidst the clouds flickering with electric light, a massive thunderbolt struck straight down.

Then a second, a third.

Seemingly endless.

...

The rumbling thunder crossing the sky.

Suddenly, there was a deafening blast at the northern city gate. The local residents felt their houses shake, unknown numbers of lamps fell, causing quite a commotion. Such unusual changes were indeed shocking, even for the reveling Liangzhou City, rendering the once-noisy crowd silent.

Someone with keen eyesight told the people around him that there seemed to be a person's shadow within the lightning, but no one believed it, dismissing it as his eyesight failing or having drunk too much in today's excitement. How could anyone be within the sky's thundering lightning?

Tie Lin stood stunned under the lantern tower.

That lightning seemed to still flicker in his eyes, the overwhelming pressure from a fully unleashed grandmaster-level force left his body slightly out of control, muscles trembling slightly.

Tie Lin took a deep breath, then raised his hand to heavily press on the knife wound on his shoulder, using severe pain to forcibly regain control over his body, before dashing towards the direction of the lightning.

In the state office.

The earlier festive atmosphere had vanished completely. The provincial official who previously sat embracing a beauty changed his expression, tossing the lovely lady onto the floor beside him. Generally known for his tenderness to women, Zhou Huan ignored her soft cries, hurriedly bolted out, pushing open the gate to step out of the yard.

Just in time to see the remnants of the lightning traces in the sky gradually disperse, his expression changed drastically.

He wasn't one of those ordinary townsfolk with little contact with the Jianghu. As an official of Great Qin, born into an aristocratic family, his martial arts knowledge far surpassed average individuals. His own martial arts had just barely crossed the Middle Third Rank's Longmen, thus, he could keenly feel the immense Qi mechanism within the lightning traces in the sky.

In his memory, he had never seen such violent and massive dissipated Qi mechanism, the only similar incident was ten years ago, when he was merely an ordinary official, unable to manage a state as he does now, cautious in his endeavors.

Back then, there was a major case involving many, which led a Prefectural Governor Pillar of the State to execute a minor Grandmaster Realm Jianghu Martial Artist. The might of the Pillar of the State's action at that time was somewhat similar to the present.

That almost crushing terrifying aura.

Did a Fourth Rank Martial Artist extract Divine Weapon Artifacts' Qi mechanism to forcibly open the Heavenly Gate?

Or did a true Grandmaster act?!

The two thoughts appeared almost simultaneously in Zhou Huan's mind, dressed in crimson official attire, and whichever it was, he couldn't possibly withstand it.

Soon after, a dull sound was heard in his ears, as if the ground quivered slightly, Zhou Huan disregarded his official prestige, like an ordinary Martial Artist, using Qinggong to ascend to the top floor of the pavilion, scanning the surroundings, just in time to witness tonight's most magnificent scene.

From the direction of the north gate, two lines of fire suddenly ignited, then spread rapidly to both sides at a terrifying speed, taking no more than thirty finger snaps, the entire Liangzhou City illuminated with fire across seventy-three blocks' walls, dancing with a special rhythm.