Chapter 13: Slaying the Xiantian!

Jiang Xiao looked at the wounds on his body, his face filled with shock.

His reaction had been fast enough, but the explosion had come far too quickly.

Looking at the crater blasted into the ground before him, he felt a lingering fear.

If not for his protective *gangqi*, he likely would have died in that blast.

No matter how strong an *Xiantian* expert is, they are still made of flesh and blood. At this moment, Jiang Xiao dared not underestimate Chen Feng any longer.

The opponent had endless tricks up his sleeve and possessed a vast array of treasures from the immortals.

At the top of the mine, Chen Feng continued to fire.

He saw the explosion halfway up the mountain through his scope.

He had set up several traps using high-explosive grenades in advance.

By pouring out a portion of the fuse powder, he could shorten the grenade's detonation delay.

He then half-buried the modified grenades in the dirt and secured them with a tripwire.

As soon as someone walked by and touched the wire, the fuse would be triggered.

The grenade would explode instantly.

The grenades Jack sold him were not ordinary ones; they were high-explosive grenades used by the Eagle Nation military.

A single one was enough to flip a car.

Yet, even with such powerful explosives, he hadn't managed to kill his target.

The speed and defensive capabilities of an *Xiantian* expert were simply incomparable to those of a *Houtian* martial artist.

Chen Feng ignored Jiang Xiao and continued to pull the trigger, firing at He Sandao.

He had set up a few more grenade traps ahead; holding Jiang Xiao back for a while wouldn't be a problem.

Killing He Sandao first was the priority. If he gave the man time to catch his breath and retreat into the sect's headquarters to hide, it would be troublesome.

At the entrance of the Xingfeng Sect headquarters, He Sandao’s face had turned pale.

He felt stifled; he knew exactly where the enemy was, yet he couldn't strike back.

There was no one left by his side to block the bullets for him.

Every bullet struck his *gangqi*.

His *gangqi* had become completely dim and lusterless; it wouldn't be long before it shattered.

When that happened, he would undoubtedly die.

"Don't run! He is just a mortal! All of you, charge! Take Chen Feng down for me!"

He Sandao shouted at the bandits fleeing in all directions.

A few bandits stopped, but most continued to run.

The bandits who stayed were loyal to He Sandao; they were his trusted subordinates.

The dozen or so remaining bandits gritted their teeth and charged toward the top of the mine.

Halfway up the mountain, they encountered the injured Jiang Xiao.

For a moment, the dozen men stood still. One bandit asked, "Senior, what is the situation?"

If an *Xiantian* expert like Jiang Xiao wasn't moving, how could they dare to?

They had heard the explosion earlier, and seeing the wounds on Jiang Xiao now made them even more wary.

Jiang Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke coldly

"I was outplayed by that Chen Feng. You lot, go on up; he has no more tricks left."

Jiang Xiao dared not take any more risks; he didn't know if there were more traps on the path ahead.

The dozen bandits hesitated. Although they had followed He Sandao’s orders to run up, it didn't mean they were fools.

There was definitely danger here; otherwise, why would an *Xiantian* expert like Jiang Xiao be standing still?

Seeing that they weren't moving, Jiang Xiao’s expression turned cold.

"What? Do you need me to invite you over?"

Seeing Jiang Xiao’s icy gaze, the dozen bandits dared not linger. Gritting their teeth, they charged toward the summit.

But they hadn't run far before three explosions rang out, and the dozen bandits were instantly blown to pieces.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiao felt a sudden sense of relief.

It was fortunate he hadn't chosen to charge; otherwise, he would have been the unlucky one. While he might not have died, he certainly would have been severely injured.

"Brother Jiang, why haven't you attacked yet!"

In the distance, He Sandao channeled his *gangqi* and shouted at Jiang Xiao; he was reaching his limit.

Chen Feng’s attacks had never ceased.

He Sandao was now in a life-or-death crisis.

Facing He Sandao’s plea, Jiang Xiao remained unmoved, instead standing in place to think.

He did have a way to reach the summit quickly: by not taking the ground path.

He could use his *gangqi* to briefly glide through the air to reach the top, thereby avoiding the traps.

However, an *Xiantian* expert could only glide for a short time, and it consumed a massive amount of his internal energy.

Jiang Xiao shouted back to He Sandao

"Brother He, hold on a little longer. This man has set traps here; allow me to think of a way to break them."

Jiang Xiao intended to wait—to wait until He Sandao was severely wounded or dead before he made his move.

That way, even if his *gangqi* was mostly depleted, he could still deal with a heavily injured He Sandao.

"Jiang Xiao, you fool! You’re still thinking about profit? If I die, do you think you’ll survive?"

He Sandao was furious; he knew exactly what Jiang Xiao was thinking.

Jiang Xiao ignored He Sandao’s words and waited quietly.

At the summit, Chen Feng had already fired nearly ten sniper rounds.

But he still hadn't killed He Sandao, which made Chen Feng frown.

He had only prepared three magazines in advance, and the Remington 700 sniper rifle’s magazine capacity was only five rounds.

This was his last magazine. If He Sandao wasn't dead after this, he wouldn't be able to kill him; the time it would take to reload would be enough for He Sandao to escape.

Chen Feng cleared his mind and pulled the trigger again.

*Bang!*

This time, it was different—a sound like shattering glass rang out.

The *gangqi* clinging to He Sandao’s body completely dissipated.

He spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.

Seeing this, Chen Feng did not hesitate and pulled the trigger again.

The bullet struck He Sandao directly in the chest.

The bullet hit its mark without issue, instantly piercing through He Sandao’s chest.

Seeing He Sandao fall, Chen Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.

"So hard to kill. I’ll have to get a more powerful weapon in the future."

Just as Chen Feng relaxed, Jiang Xiao, halfway up the mountain, moved. His internal *gangqi* surged wildly.

He leaped into the air and flew directly toward Chen Feng.

By the time Chen Feng noticed Jiang Xiao flying toward him, Jiang Xiao was already less than five meters away.

Jiang Xiao’s face was filled with ruthlessness and madness.

He had condensed *gangqi* in his right palm, intending to cripple Chen Feng in one blow.

Before Chen Feng could turn his rifle, Jiang Xiao struck with his palm.

The projected *gangqi* hit Chen Feng instantly, sending him flying backward.

Chen Feng flew a full ten meters before hitting the ground, lying limp and motionless.

Jiang Xiao laughed

"To think he was just a mortal, not even a martial artist!"

He had held back his strength in that strike so as not to kill Chen Feng outright.

Just as Jiang Xiao landed from the air, he noticed several cylindrical objects on the ground that he hadn't seen before.

One of them was still emitting white smoke—it had fallen from Chen Feng when he was struck.

Seeing the white smoke, Jiang Xiao immediately thought of the previous explosions.

His pupils constricted. He tried to react, but it was too late. The sound of explosions erupted from beneath his feet.

This time, there were five consecutive blasts.

The powerful shockwave from the explosions instantly engulfed Jiang Xiao.

"Ah!" A scream tore from Jiang Xiao’s throat.

One of his legs had been blown off, and his body was covered in wounds.

After striking Chen Feng, Jiang Xiao had completely let his guard down.

He never expected there to be another explosion like the ones before.

Jiang Xiao was only at the early *Xiantian* stage; he couldn't possibly withstand the bombardment of five high-explosive grenades.

In the distance, Chen Feng, who had been lying limp, stood up. His face was pale.

A bone-chilling pain radiated from his chest; he could feel that his ribs were likely broken.

Seeing Chen Feng actually sit up, Jiang Xiao’s face was filled with horror.

That strike of his—let alone a mortal like Chen Feng, even a *Houtian* ninth-stage expert would have had their meridians shattered if his *gangqi* entered their body.

"How is this possible? You took my strike and you can still stand? How is this possible!"

Chen Feng did not answer Jiang Xiao, nor did he give him the chance to speak a second time.

He simply pulled out his pistol, aimed at Jiang Xiao’s head, and emptied the magazine.