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Emerging at the location of the otherworldly cultivators, Feng Hui coldly stepped out of the portal. Upon exiting, he discerned the figures of thousands. In front of him, there were two teenagers being held down by some ghastly monsters.

”Vampires?” Feng Hui thought. Recalling the movies he had watched during his childhood, these monsters definitely resembled the definition of a vampire.

Through his exquisite mask, Feng Hui noted the little girl being held down, ”It's that little brat?”

When Bao Jing saw this masked silver-cloaked man, she wanted to scream in admiration, ”Master!”

However, Bao Jing held herself back. Since her master was masked, he must want to remain anonymous. With some certainty, she had discerned that this was her savior. Ever since his departure, she had imprinted his mighty tall figure in her mind in hopes of repaying him one day.

In fact, this realization was bizarre. Feng Hui's entire being had been altered throughout the process of cultivation including his voice. It was a miracle that Bao Jing could somewhat recognize him.

Looking at the little girl, Feng Hui thought, ”Late Qi Refining realm, not bad.”

In the Dragon Continent, this comprehension speed was considered talented in terms of cultivators. Feng Hui noticed the four vampires looking at him with some unease. Raising his brow, he slowly stepped toward the velvet-cloaked vampire.

In front of him, the velvet-cloaked vampire was still pressing the little Bao Jing down. Feng Hui watched the velvet-cloaked vampire remaining motionless while staring at him two meters away. With a hidden smile, he stated, ”Not scared?”

Regarding the other monsters like orcs, there were none who would not be terrified upon seeing Feng Hui's unrepressed aura. Seeing this, his pitch-black eyes became somewhat amused before swiftly becoming ice-cold.

”Of course not.” The velvet-cloaked vampire sneered in a snarly voice. With the system's abilities, he could communicate with this human.

”Why?” Feng Hui's cold face was concealed by the black-blossom mask.

”You'll see.” The velvet-cloaked vampire snarled while releasing his choking hold from the little girl. Upon his release, Bao Jing collapsed on the floor coughing out blood. The next second, his large hand opened up to grab the face of this masked human.

Feng Hui calmly allowed this ghastly hand to come close to his face. Soon, the hand was merely an inch away from connecting. At the final moment, he instantaneously caught the right wrist of this vampire with one hand.

Examining this velvet-cloaked vampire, Feng Hui asked once again, ”What is the reason for your confidence?”

Not allowing the vampire to respond, Feng Hui maneuvered to lift the vampire's tall body up by its collar. With one hand, he began choking the life out of this vampire; his other hand straightforwardly pierced through its heart.

”Who is this…?” Zhao Jing attempted to see through the masked man's soul; however, he discovered that some overwhelming unseen force halted him. Gulping a mouthful of nervous saliva, he continued watching from twenty meters away.

When the velvet-cloaked vampire saw this human's fighting moves, he choked out an evil laugh, ”You'll see.”

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”Hm?” Feng Hui noticed the heart area he had pierced through starting to swiftly clot and regenerate. Upon seeing the vampire's unbelievable rate of regeneration, his pitch-black eyes shone.

Abruptly, Feng Hui summoned his domain. In the blink of an eye, the dark-red blood which was beginning to clot simultaneously stopped. When the velvet-cloaked vampire perceived his natural body structure changing, his otherworldly face paled.

”Hmph.” Feng Hui's pair of captivating eyes stared into the vampire's being.

Now, the velvet-cloaked vampire was terrified. Operating its hypnosis abilities, he attempted to do everything he could to end this mysterious masked man's life. Struggling to deeply entrance the human, he also tried to alter the memories of this human's mind.

Seeing this pointless struggle, Feng Hui laughed. It was similar to an ant attempting to scale the tallest mountain in the world: meaningless. In the end, one's abilities must be capable enough.

Feng Hui's mood was rotten right now; he wanted to end the ten cultivators spectating him like he was some actor for their enjoyment. In his eyes, everyone related to Tian Changming should die. For these matters regarding his family, he did not care about the logic in killing; he would follow his unbridled emotions.