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Zheng Huang didn't get a reply from them. Instead, another attack flew straight toward him.

"Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

Huang Xue's sword gleamed with a blue radiance as she slashed forward, aiming directly at Zheng Huang.

This made his fury only intensify.

"You White Crow Sect bitches!" he roared, enveloping his fist with spiritual qi. He punched out, completely dissipating the incoming attack with brute force.

Long-range spiritual qi attacks were beyond the capabilities of most Qi Gathering realm cultivators. The only reason Xue Qiang and Huang Xue were able to do so was because of their powerful cultivation techniques.

Even so, their attacks weren't strong enough to kill anyone in the group. At best, they could inflict minor injuries or create brief delays.

But for what they had planned, that was more than enough.

The group was large, and Xue Qiang and Huang Xue didn't dare to approach them directly for fear of being surrounded. If that happened, no matter how strong their cultivation techniques were or how many meridians they had opened, their fates would be entirely in the hands of their enemies.

Zheng Huang barked orders at the Blue Dragon disciples.

"You lot, keep extracting the vein. Everyone else, take down those bitches!"

Some cultivators followed Zheng Huang's command and advanced toward Xue Qiang and Huang Xue, but others hesitated. They were wary of becoming embroiled in the conflict between the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Crow Sect.

Although the White Crow Sect had been in decline for years, even a starving camel was bigger than a horse.

Zheng Huang noticed their reluctance but didn't care. He had more than enough people to handle the two women.

Seeing dozens of cultivators moving toward them, Xue Qiang and Huang Xue launched another round of attacks.

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But instead of targeting the approaching cultivators, they circled them and aimed their attacks directly at the Blue Dragon disciples extracting the spiritual qi vein.

"Hellfire Thrust!"

"Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

The disciples sensed the incoming strikes and immediately jumped back, retreating from the spiritual qi vein.

The attacks landed on the ground, mere centimeters from the vein, leaving scorch marks and deep slashes.

Zheng Huang's face twisted with rage.

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"You two must have a death wish!" he snarled, closing the distance between himself and Xue Qiang in an instant.

"Thunder Hawk Punch!"

Xue Qiang tried to maneuver her spear to block, but having just launched her previous attack, she was a step too late.

Her stance wasn't ideal, but she managed to lift her spear just in time to intercept the punch aimed at her chest. The collision sent her flying backward, crashing into a tree with a loud thud.

Despite the impact, she landed on her feet, stabilizing herself before she could hit the ground. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she steadied her breathing, her eyes locked on Zheng Huang with unyielding determination.

"Heavenly Dragon Thrust!"

Huang Xue, standing beside Xue Qiang, struck back with precision.

Her sword gleamed with a brilliant blue light as she aimed its tip directly at Zheng Huang's chest.

"Hmph, petty tricks!" Zheng Huang sneered, dismissing her attack as insignificant.

"Thunder Hawk Punch!"

He launched a powerful punch, cloaked in lightning energy, to counter her attack.

The two forces collided with a resounding impact, the shockwave forcing Huang Xue to stumble three steps back.

Yet the outcome left Zheng Huang visibly stunned.

"You... You're only at the 6th stage of the Qi Gathering realm. How can you be this strong?" he asked, disbelief written across his face.

Huang Xue didn't bother to respond. Instead, her sharp eyes caught sight of the other cultivators closing in. She turned around and ran.

"Xue Qiang, let's go! There's nothing more we can do. Hopefully, we've bought enough time for whatever Feng Fan is planning," Huang Xue urged.

Xue Qiang knew she was right and nodded in agreement.

Without wasting another moment, the two began descending the peak, with a group of cultivators hot on their trail, intent on catching them.

Zheng Huang froze as Huang Xue's words echoed in his mind, and a sinking feeling washed over him. A bad premonition gripped his heart, forcing him to stop his pursuit.

He turned back toward the spiritual qi vein, his eyes scanning the area. Feng Fan was nowhere to be seen, and the vein itself remained in the same spot, untouched.

Relief washed over him, and he exhaled deeply.

Approaching the Blue Dragon Sect disciples, who had resumed their work on the extraction, he barked, "Hurry it up!"

But his momentary relief was shattered.

"W-What's happening?" Jia Qiang's trembling voice cut through the air, his face twisted in horror.

Zheng Huang turned to him, following his gaze. His heart sank.

"No! I-Impossible! M-My spiritual qi vein!" he stammered, his voice filled with disbelief.

The vein that had once pulsed with vibrant spiritual energy was now dimming. Its brilliance faded rapidly, and within seconds, all the spiritual qi was gone.

Panic set in as Zheng Huang grasped the grim reality. A spiritual qi vein, when partially depleted, could replenish itself by drawing energy from the surroundings. But a vein drained entirely? That was irreversible—it was as good as destroyed.

Before his very eyes, the once-precious spiritual qi vein transformed into a lifeless, useless piece of rock.

"FENG FAAAAAAAAAN!" Zheng Huang roared, his voice reverberating with fury and despair.

He clenched his fists, trembling with rage. He didn't know how it had happened, but he was certain the White Crow Sect disciples were behind this.

Consumed by fury, Zheng Huang turned around and began descending the peak.

Fury took over him, and he had to vent his rage on someone!

The other disciples, equally shocked, trailed after him. Whispers and speculation filled the air as they tried to piece together what had happened.

How could the spiritual qi vein be drained so quickly?

And the most baffling part—Feng Fan hadn't even been there.