Wen Fusheng slightly closed his eyes, not even glancing at the incoming palm.

His Inner Breath surged throughout his body, calming the rustling of his clothes.

But strangely, his hair lifted slightly, and an invisible force field instantly dispersed in all directions.

The massive Palm Seal in mid-air slowed with every inch it approached Wen Fusheng.

It seemed as though there was an invisible wall blocking the momentum of the palm.

His figure slightly stagnated, as if frozen in mid-air.

The person’s face suddenly changed:

"Celestial Inference Star Control Skill!!"

This skill was said to have been comprehended by the Luochun Manor’s ancestor, Wen Tianheng, in the forbidden area behind Luochun Manor years ago.

Once mastered, its Mysterious Skill would spread one’s Inner Breath throughout the surrounding forty-nine, forming an aura within a certain radius.

It was as if within this world, a new world had been created!

Even if a celestial star were to fall here, it would be trapped by this aura, as if in a mire, unable to escape.

As soon as the words ’Celestial Inference Star Control Skill’ left his lips, Wen Fusheng fully opened his eyes and glanced at him:

"Leave!"

With these words, a massive repelling force burst forth.

Not only was the gigantic palm shadow neutralized into nothingness, but the person was also sent flying backward.

Blood involuntarily spurted from his mouth.

This was Wen Fusheng showing mercy; otherwise, combined with the Nine Heavens Star Finger, even a celestial star would be pointed out with just a finger.

For now, he had just used Inner Power to repel him without harming his life.

Seeing the person’s figure falling, several silhouettes simultaneously leaped forward, two extending hands from left and right, grabbing his shoulders.

The group then gracefully landed.

Wen Fusheng swept his gaze over these individuals and let out a slow breath:

"’Gu Feng’ Chang Wei, ’Iron Armor Marquis’ Mo Donglin, ’Huayang Sword’ Shao Ziheng, ’Thousand Buddha Palm’ Zhuo Ku, ’Cyan Robe’ Sun Xiaoxiang..."

Every name he spoke made the heart of Bian City tremble.

These people were all top-notch experts in the South Ridge.

Gu Feng Chang Wei was from the Blazing Hall of the Three Halls, the second in command within the hall.

He was similar to Luo Cheng from Divine Blade Hall, mastering both inner and outer Hard Qi Skill, capable and resilient, a warrior with the courage of ten thousand men.

Iron Armor Marquis Mo Donglin not only possessed high martial skills himself but was also surrounded by many experts who had pledged allegiance to him.

Huayang Sword Shao Ziheng was a loner, but he had fortuitously inherited exquisite Sword Techniques, venturing the Martial World alone for ten years, battling over a hundred fights without defeat.

Thousand Buddha Palm Zhuo Ku was the one Wen Fusheng had just effortlessly thrown out.

He practiced Buddhist Martial Arts, similar to Shao Ziheng, gaining inheritance by chance.

Unfortunately, his inheritance was incomplete; he learned only three of the Seventy-Two Paths of Golden Light Palm. Yet the power of the Golden Light Palm was so great that he gained a foothold in the Martial World.

As for the last one, Cyan Robe Sun Xiaoxiang... her experiences were extraordinary.

Originally from a wealthy family, famous for her beauty in the Martial World, earning her name for always wearing cyan robes.

Her extraordinary beauty caught the eye of a prominent figure in the Martial World, who abducted Sun Xiaoxiang.

This went on for a year, until Sun Xiaoxiang, unable to endure the humiliation, destroyed her appearance, leading the man to abandon her.

Dragging her injured and ailing body back home, she was not met with familial love and care but was instead shunned due to her loss of purity, rejected by parents because of her ruined appearance, and ultimately kicked out of her home.

She disappeared from the Martial World, resurfacing five years later.

Learning incredibly advanced Martial Arts from somewhere, she returned to the Martial World on the day she wiped out the entire family of that prominent figure.

She then returned home, driving all her family out onto the streets, forbidding anyone to aid them.

Nor did she let them die... merely looking to vent her anger.

This act once displeased many in the Martial World; benevolence, righteousness, filial piety were virtues in any era.

Though Sun Xiaoxiang’s parents had their faults, they should not have been treated by her so.

Yet, those who sought to use this as an excuse to denounce her were all defeated by her... she did not kill, only crippled their martial skills, leaving them wandering the streets like her parents.

Over time, no one dared to interfere in her affairs.

Thus, the name Cyan Robe echoed through the Martial World once more; previously for beauty, now for ferocity.

None of these individuals were easy to deal with.

Yet here they were, five of them at once.

Bian City’s heart sighed, all the trouble was caused by the Celestial Secret Order.

After naming them, Wen Fusheng’s voice grew colder:

"Coming straight to attack, do you wish... to die!?"

Upon these words, the first to speak was Sun Xiaoxiang.

She still liked wearing cyan robes, but now covered her face with a cyan veil, under which traces of scars could be faintly seen.

Her voice was calm as she spoke:

"Don’t count me in; I’m just here to watch the show."

Zhuo Ku snickered:

"We agreed earlier we’d act together, kill Wen Fusheng, and seize the Celestial Secret Order.

"What do you mean by this? Are you scared of his Celestial Inference Star Control Skill?"

Sun Xiaoxiang stepped back two paces, laughing:

"That’s baseless talk; you all said that before. I didn’t agree. I’m just here to watch the show."

"...Yes, first watch the show, then later see who’s prevailing and stand beside them, right?"