Chapter 048: Xue’er Loses Her Temper

"Kill!"
"Die for me!"
"Hand over your life!"

Mu Tianxue and the other two immediately launched their attack, back to back, forming a triangular assault formation as they charged into the dense throng of enemies.

Swish, swish, swish...

The spears in their hands flashed coldly in the firelight, casting shadows and sweeping through the crowd. Their attack was swift and powered by formidable pulse force. For a moment, the enemies were driven back, forced to retreat and avoid their deadly onslaught.

Yet, with so many people packed into a cramped space, retreat was sluggish and difficult. Wherever their spears struck, blood mist sprayed into the air, staining the night sky a deeper crimson. Figures with pierced throats or bodies were swept up by the spear tips, then slammed down, dying instantly.

In just a few breaths, dozens of corpses lay strewn across the ground, eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace. None could have imagined that Mu Tianxue and her companions possessed such terrifying strength, utterly beyond their comprehension.

Even Gu Yiming, standing high above, was stunned with disbelief. In his understanding, the strongest in the Mu family was Mu Qianyuan, a true powerhouse of the fifth tier of the Skywatching realm. Next was Mu Tianhen, who, after four wasted years, had suddenly surged in strength.

He had estimated Mu Tianhen’s cultivation to be around the seventh or eighth tier of the Blood-burning stage, perhaps breaking through to the ninth—nothing too threatening. As for Mu Tianxiang and Mu Tianxue, he considered them weak women, unlikely to kill anyone, probably too frightened to even raise a hand in such chaos.

But he had no way of knowing that these two women were not only unafraid, but their fighting spirit and killing intent had been fiercely awakened, transforming them into goddesses of slaughter in an instant. Especially Mu Tianxue, who seemed to have changed completely, killing with unmatched ferocity. It appeared her cultivation had surpassed even Mu Qianyuan, making her the new foremost expert of the Mu family.

“How can this be? Why is this happening?”
Gu Yiming thought anxiously, regretting his previous recklessness.

Nevertheless, he still believed victory was assured. After all, they numbered in the thousands—surely four people could not wipe them out. Even if the situation looked grim now, it didn’t mean it couldn’t change.

They still had more clansmen, combined exceeding a hundred thousand martial cultivators. How could they fear just four?

Thus, Gu Yiming shouted again, “Don’t be afraid! All of you, attack! There are only four of them. Their pulse force will run out eventually. Get in there! Kill them all!”

Some had hesitated, even considered fleeing to avoid becoming the next victim. But upon hearing Gu Yiming’s command, they stopped in their tracks.

Yes! They had the numbers. How could they be intimidated by just four?

In such fierce battle, pulse force would be rapidly depleted. Before long, these four would collapse from exhaustion, ready to be slaughtered.

This was an opportunity to earn merit—a perfect chance. If anyone could kill one of the four, they would be tonight’s hero. Afterwards, the family head would surely value them, and their place in the family’s core would be secure.

With this ambition surging, the mob charged with all kinds of weapons, attacking wildly without regard for technique—hacking and slashing, anything to strike. Who knows, perhaps chaos would yield unexpected results.

Indeed, under the furious assault, Mu Qianyuan and his companions felt mounting pressure, wave after wave, as if they might soon be overwhelmed and scattered. Even Mu Tianxue felt it.

“If that’s how it is, I’ll grant you your wish!”
Mu Tianxue thought, then spoke to Mu Qianyuan and Mu Tianxiang, “Ancestor, Sister Tianxiang, stay together. Make sure you aren’t harmed.”

Upon hearing this, Mu Tianxiang guessed what her sister intended and quickly tried to stop her, “Xue’er, don’t—”

But before she could finish, Mu Tianxue left the small formation, spear in hand, charging into the crowd, entering solo combat just like her brother.

“Mu Family Spear Technique—Raging Rivers and Seas!”

With a clear shout, Mu Tianxue unleashed the strongest move of the Mu Family spear. Instantly, spear shadows layered and slaughtered in all directions.

Blood sprayed wherever her spear landed, regardless of who the enemy was, what weapon they wielded, or what defenses they used—it was all futile. Against Mu Tianxue’s attack, they were like tofu, utterly defenseless.

Quickly, Mu Tianxue killed dozens nearby, granting Mu Qianyuan and Mu Tianxiang a chance to catch their breath and rest briefly.

At that moment, Mu Tianxue seemed a demon from hell, her body seething with murderous intent, her eyes ablaze with furious fire, as if she would burn every enemy.

She wielded her spear as if in a realm without opposition. Wherever she passed, bodies fell, becoming corpses.

Blood pooled beneath her feet, forming streams that emitted a nauseating stench, saturating the entire area.

Mu Tianxue seemed to possess endless pulse force, her power undiminished as she attacked madly, harvesting life after life.

Soon, corpses piled like mountains at her feet, blood flowing like rivers. She herself was drenched in enemy blood, her hair and face stained red, making her even more terrifying.

This scene left Gu Yiming, standing above, terrified, shaking his head in disbelief. The woman he had thought weakest was now the fiercest demon. With every move, someone died beneath her spear.

“What fortune has she encountered to become so fearsome?”

Gu Yiming wondered, his gaze fixed solely on Mu Tianxue, ignoring everyone else. He desperately wanted to know what Mu Tianxue had experienced.

Others from the clans were also terrified, no longer daring to confront Mu Tianxue’s deadly spear, nor caring whether Mu Qianyuan and Mu Tianxiang lived or died.

All they wanted was to flee, to escape this female demon.

Even Mu Qianyuan and Mu Tianxiang, who were also killing, were bewildered by Mu Tianxue’s bloodlust.

As in the illusion, so in reality.

Everyone watched Mu Tianxue warily, unsure whether she truly lacked cultivation or had been hiding her strength all along, waiting for the right moment to unleash it.

But if her cultivation was truly so formidable, why had she shown nothing in the past four years? It made no sense!

Looking at the copper plate, Mu Tianxue was tonight’s brightest star, outshining even Mu Tianhen.

Everyone felt uneasy, convinced that such a fate could soon befall themselves.

Thus, they hurriedly reported the situation to their clan leaders, seeking solutions.

This must not be allowed to happen—their families could not be plunged into such weakness and terror. If these four were to be killed, it had to be absolute, leaving no chance for reprisal.

So, messages flowed from the Mu Family’s martial grounds into the ears of leaders across various factions, awaiting their judgment.