"I told you long ago that a sect like the Daoyi Sect has no reason to exist. At least, it means nothing to me anymore," Zhang Bin said arrogantly, his implication clear: he had transcended the Daoyi Sect. He was not to be provoked, lest the consequences be severe.

"You are defiant and irreverent! I can predict your end, and it will be utterly tragic," Fei Yiming yelled venomously.

"I can predict your end, too, and it will be so tragic you won't believe it," Zhang Bin retorted with a sneer. He took the Space Ring from Fei Yiming's finger and picked up his Flying Sword. Using a Secret Technique and his powerful spiritual power, he instantly erased the Ownership Marks.

He tossed the Flying Sword in his hand, a look of disdain on his face. "A Low-Grade Flying Sword, far worse than mine. And your Space Ring is just as pathetic, with only a few cubic meters of space. This is nowhere near enough to compensate for my losses. The Daoyi Sect will have to make additional reparations."

"You dare take my Flying Sword and Space Ring? Are you tired of living?" Fei Yiming's face was a mask of disbelief. His eyes widened to their limit as a thick killing intent erupted from his body.

"What? Are only you allowed to rob me of my treasures? Is it a rule of this world that only your people can be bandits?" Zhang Bin mocked. He picked up the Longsword Fei Yiming had dropped and declared, "I never spare those who try to kill me. You've crossed my line, so I can only send you on your way."

"You... you're going to kill me?" Disbelief and deep fear were etched on Fei Yiming's face.

"Why not? You can kill people whenever you wish, but I can't?"

With a sudden thrust, Zhang Bin's sword punched a hole clean through Fei Yiming's thigh, and blood gushed out.

"Ah! You can't kill me! You can't! I represent the Daoyi Sect! The rules of the Daoyi Sect are absolute: Cultivators who refuse punishment are to be executed on the spot. It's not me who wants to kill you, it's the rules that demand your death!" Fei Yiming was scared out of his wits. For the first time, he realized Zhang Bin might have been driven mad by the Daoyi Sect. Before him stood a madman who might actually kill him. He immediately dropped his pretenses and began to beg for mercy.

It was absurd! He had cultivated for nearly two hundred years to finally reach the Golden Core Realm. With such a long life ahead, how could he be willing to die at Zhang Bin's hands just like this? The loss would be immeasurable!

Despite secretly mobilizing all his True Qi and Divine Skills, he found he couldn't move at all, which meant he couldn't flee. With no other choice, he could only continue to beg.

"So, it's the rules that want to kill people?" The sword in Zhang Bin's hand didn't fall. A pensive expression crossed his face. What exactly are rules? Are they the Heavenly Dao? Are they justice? Or are they evil?

After a long moment, he shouted, "Rules are the fairness in people's hearts! They are justice! Your rules are evil. The Daoyi Sect has strayed onto a wicked path and must be eradicated!"

As if to confirm his words, a thunderous roar echoed from the heavens. A blinding bolt of lightning, carrying an aura of pure destruction, descended and struck Fei Yiming directly.

BOOM!

The earth-shattering blast sent smoke billowing into the air. Fei Yiming let out a piercing scream as his skin was charred black. But as a Golden Core Realm Cultivator, he did not die, suffering only minor injuries.

However, the terror in his heart was unprecedented. The thunder had been too mysterious and profound. It was a reflection of Zhang Bin's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. If his enlightenment was correct, it meant the Daoyi Sect was truly on the wrong path.

Never mind Fei Yiming, Zhang Bin himself was deeply shocked. Although his Array Plate could unleash a Thunderous Assault, he hadn't commanded it to do so. His pets hadn't acted either. The lightning had come from nature itself. It was simply unbelievable.

However, Zhang Bin recalled reading the Tao Te Ching left behind by Daoist Elder Taiqing. Its annotations spoke of many esoteric matters, including the concept of Heaven-Man Resonance. Previously, he had no idea what Heaven-Man Resonance was, but now, he seemed to understand. It meant that when a Cultivator comprehended a profound truth or ultimate principle, nature itself would manifest a phenomenon to affirm its correctness. A Cultivator's comprehension of the Dao would naturally deepen through such experiences. With gradual accumulation, they would grow ever more powerful, eventually breaking through to higher realms. Reaching the Nascent Soul Realm wasn't just about arduous practice; it demanded numerous insights into the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, how could one's Golden Core possibly hatch into a Nascent Soul—an infant that was a second self, possessing boundless Divine Skills and abilities?

I never expected to grasp Heaven-Man Resonance under these circumstances, taking the most crucial step in Cultivation! Zhang Bin's heart surged with joyous surprise. In the future, when I try to reach the Minor Tree Realm, this understanding will be essential. Without comprehending Heaven-Man Resonance, it would be impossible to reach that realm, no matter how many Elixirs I refine.

Despite his pleasant surprise, the killing intent in his heart did not fade. He raised his sword again, intending to annihilate Fei Yiming completely.

But at that very moment, Liu Ruomei and Liu Ruolan each grabbed one of his arms. "Don't kill him," they pleaded simultaneously.

Liu Ruomei knew exactly how powerful the Daoyi Sect was. Liu Ruolan, while less familiar with the sect's inner workings, understood that even if it didn't officially represent the state, it was controlled by powerful figures. If Zhang Bin killed someone from the Daoyi Sect—especially a Golden Core Realm Cultivator—it would mean direct conflict. The trouble would be immense. Therefore, they both moved to stop him.

But Zhang Bin was resolute. "Killing a person like this is ridding the world of a scourge," he shouted. "Just now, the heavens themselves sent thunder to tell me this man deserves to die!"

Fei Yiming, nearly dead from fright, screamed miserably, "I'll change my ways, I swear! Just spare my life, and I'll resign from the Daoyi Sect immediately!" All that mattered now was saving his own life.

"Is that the truth?" Zhang Bin said coldly. "The heavens just launched a Thunderous Strike at you. If you lie, perhaps I won't have to be the one to kill you. The heavens might just annihilate you themselves."

These words terrified Fei Yiming. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his face a mask of fear. His Dao Heart was on the verge of shattering. The shock was too great—the heavens themselves had just struck him with thunder. He didn't dare lie, because he knew how difficult it would be to resign from the Daoyi Sect. It was virtually impossible.

Faced with this reality, he was rendered speechless.

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