Cultivation by Trial and Error Chapter 545 - 545 538 In One Breath

545: Chapter 538: In One Breath 545: Chapter 538: In One Breath Chang Tie’s strength, Ye Qingqing actually wasn’t clear.

Seeing her master so gravely injured by that man, she only knew that he was stronger than her master.

In terms of strength, she definitely couldn’t surpass her own master, Fang Qingshan, and she was well aware of this fact.

Asking Chen Hai to take action, she rely felt that Chen Hai should be a bit stronger than her master, Fang Qingshan.

Compared to the man who had injured her master, it was uncertain whether Chen Hai could kill him, but Chen Hai surely had the strength to fight.

“Should I kill him directly?

Or should we take him alive?”

Chen Hai’s gaze had already landed on Chang Tie.

The battle was midway through when the cave mansion collapsed due to the commotion, forcing him and Ye Qingqing to halt their fight and scramble out of the wrecked cave mansion with tails between their legs.

This was sothing that had already greatly annoyed him.

Now, after hearing Ye Qingqing’s request, he smirked and casually asked.

“What do we need a captive for?

Just kill him!”

Seeing Chen Hai’s confident manner, Ye Qingqing felt a lot more at ease, and she imdiately followed up with a question.

The two of them asked and answered as if no one else was present.

Fang Qingshan, who was seriously injured, looked at his disciple Ye Qingqing and then at Chen Hai with a complicated expression, sighed deeply, but said nothing more.

The main reason he was willing to take Ye Qingqing as a disciple years ago was because of that enigmatic Ghost-faced Man.

However, in the ten years since, the Ghost-faced Man had never appeared again.

He had initially thought that the Ghost-faced Senior didn’t have much of a close relationship with his disciple, Ye Qingqing.

At that ti, his decision to take Ye Qingqing as a disciple had been made casually.

But now, as he had just entered Ye Qingqing’s cave mansion and, without even seeing anyone, was smacked out with a slap.

This unfamiliar young man, erging from his disciple’s cave, seed to have a marital relationship with his disciple…

Linking various clues together, Fang Qingshan instantly associated the Chen Hai before him with the Ghost-faced Senior.

More than a decade ago, that Ghost-faced Senior was able to heavily injure Duan Changkong, the Supre Elder of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, with a single strike.

The Chang Tie before them was rely at the Eighth Realm and had not even stepped into Heavenly Tribulation.

If the reality was as Fang Qingshan speculated, with the Ghost-faced Senior stepping in to kill Chang Tie, would there be a problem?

He remained silent, simply because he was not completely certain of this.

However, after hearing the dialogue between Chen Hai and Ye Qingqing, a clear sense of anticipation erged on his face.

“Hahaha…” Chang Tie, not far away, laughed as if he had heard the world’s biggest joke.

Although he was laughing loudly, his expression was clearly one of extre anger.

“I thought the Bloodthirsty Sect harbored hidden dragons and crouching tigers, concealing so unparalleled experts, but turns out, they were your disciples.”

“re youngsters, ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth, yet so full of bravado.”

“With my status and position, I truly disdain making a move against you.”

“Congratulations on successfully infuriating , since you wish for death so eagerly, fine, I’ll oblige…”

At this point, Chang Tie abruptly stopped speaking.

Blood gushed from his eyes, ears, mouth, nose—indeed, from all seven orifices—and before even a cry of agony could escape his lips, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

After twitching a few tis, he lay still, and his entire body was devoid of any signs of life.

“Husband, I didn’t even see you lift a finger, how did this guy suddenly just die like that?” Ye Qingqing asked with a puzzled face.

She looked at Chang Tie, already lying dead not far away, and then at Chen Hai beside her, who, unknowingly, had produced a cigarette and was smoking away contentedly.

Completely bewildered, she ventured a question.

“I don’t know, that guy probably had a hidden illness.”

“You said you were going to finish him off, and he shook from fright, which just happened to trigger his condition, and down he went.”

“These people, knowing they’re ill, why can’t they just stay put at ho?

Instead, they co here to stir trouble.

See, didn’t retribution co right away?”

With a couple of snickers, Chen Hai joked around with Ye Qingqing.

On the other side, Fang Qingshan was dumbstruck, his face full of horror.

Already full of anticipation, he had been completely alert from the mont Chen Hai said he was going to make a move, focusing on what was happening on Chen Hai’s side.

Ye Qingqing was too weak to see any of Chen Hai’s movents clearly.

But Fang Qingshan saw clearly, just as Chang Tie was dying, Chen Hai, in the direction where Chang Tie was, exhaled lightly.

How strong was this Chang Tie from the Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect?

Fang Qingshan, who had just exchanged blows with him and was barely able to withstand a punch, had the most profound understanding of this.

But now, if what he thought was true, that Chen Hai, with just a breath, had blown Chang Tie to death, then how formidable was his strength?

Heavenly Tribulation of the Nine Realms?

Or even higher?

With a bit more thought, Fang Qingshan couldn’t help but shiver several tis over.

“Dammit, what happened over there?

How did Chang Tie die?”

“Just now he was fine, and with a single punch, he blasted that man from the Bloodthirsty Sect into serious injury.

I thought he wanted to have so fun and exchange a few more moves with those people over there, so I didn’t pay close attention.”

“Who knew, in the blink of an eye, Chang Tie…

he’s just gone?”

“Kill everyone over there, regardless of their direct involvent in Chang Tie’s death, they all must die.”

…

Above the heavens, there were always strong figures from the Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect soaring through the sky, patrolling in all directions.

When Fang Qingshan appeared on Cuixia Peak, it had already caught the attention of several.

It was just that Chang Tie had made the first move, and was the first to descend.

Seeing him take action and completely control the situation, the other two strong figures from the Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect who had been watching this area didn’t interfere.

But now, seeing Chang Tie dead, these two, without a word, charged over here with murderous intent.

Compared to their true bodies, their True Form state was definitely more powerful.

Chang Tie’s death had put these two on guard to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

These two, rushing over to follow Chang Tie’s footsteps, didn’t even bother to take human form.

Descending from the heavens with the form of great mountains, they seed intent on smashing the mid-mountain region of Cuixia Peak into smithereens.

In the form of mountains, before they even truly descended, the terrifying pressure was making the rugged rocks in the area creak and splinter into countless fragnts.

“Trouble, I’ve always wanted to keep a low profile, why do so blokes always court death as if they have lives to spare?”

With a face of helplessness, Chen Hai let out a long sigh.

The two n from Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect were still a hundred ters away in the sky.

Such a distance, rely blowing two breaths, certainly wouldn’t do.

Raising his fists, he swung two punches towards the void above his head.

The two n from the Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect, one in the east and one in the west, were not in the sa area.

At this mont, the two mountains they had beco were vanishing at a visibly rapid pace, turning to dust.

When they were still thirty or forty ters above the mid-mountain region of Cuixia Peak, those two great mountains had completely disappeared.

Only the sky full of stone dust, fluttering down, obscured the sky and slowly sprinkled toward the ground.