A biting wind cut through the June air.
Atop the high, thick walls of Cloud Heaven City, Yun Haitian, the ruler of a nation, wasn't the only one who felt a deathly chill that made him tremble.
The ordinary soldiers and officers felt it too—an icy dread gripping their hearts.
Gone was their earlier bravado.
When General Long had been here, they had been full of confidence, eager to humiliate these visitors from the Purple Sun Sect.
Perhaps even kill one or two of them.
To finally vent their frustrations.
Why did these so-called Martial Cultivators get to be so high and mighty, looking down on them, the people of the mortal world?
But…
In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao killed him.
He had killed the Dragon Gate Grand General, the Capital Guardian Marquis.
A figure renowned throughout the entire Celestial Cloud Kingdom.
By this point, the lower-ranking soldiers were already starting to panic.
But the mid- and high-ranking officers were not.
So of them even had a malicious thought: 'Now that Long Xingkong is dead, can I use this opportunity to get a promotion?'
Would the task of receiving the people from the Red Fla Sect fall to them now?
But what happened next plunged them into despair.
Yang Xiao had the Purple Gold Cloud Peng Beast slaughter every last disciple of the Red Fla Sect.
This was a true catastrophe.
At the sa ti, not a single person dared to show even a trace of hostility toward Yang Xiao and the others.
They were afraid.
Truly afraid.
...
"Junior Sect Leader, this has gotten out of hand. Should we return to the Sect now?"
Cheng Boxuan asked softly.
The matter had indeed gotten out of hand.
He too felt a tremor of fear.
After all, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that the Sect Leader of the Red Fla Sect had to be from dicine King Valley, and his power was imnse.
And now, Yang Xiao had killed all of his disciples.
The consequences were unimaginable.
"Why should we go back? Martial Uncle, those people brought it on themselves; they were courting death. They dared to disrespect our Purple Sun Sect. It's a good thing Senior Brother Yang killed them!"
Qin Yan said with a proud look on her face.
As she looked at Yang Xiao, her gaze grew even more fiery.
Her large, luminous eyes seed to glow.
She was filled with adoration for Yang Xiao.
And infatuation.
"Courting death? Fine. Just fine. Your Purple Sun Sect certainly is impressive, reeking of such potent Evil Qi!"
However, just as her voice faded, a low, hoarse voice suddenly rang out.
Imdiately after, a powerful aura pressed down on Yang Xiao and the others.
Under the pressure of this aura, even the Purple Gold Cloud Peng Beast shuddered.
It seed unable to resist the oppressive energy.
"Peak of Martial Grandmaster Seventh Layer!"
Yang Xiao's expression changed at once.
And as the words left his mouth, Cheng Boxuan's face turned pale.
His expression turned grim.
He had already held a high estimate of the Red Fla Sect Leader's power, but when Yang Xiao blurted out the newcor's true strength...
His heart trembled.
Peak of Martial Grandmaster Seventh Layer!
This was the level of strength needed to enter the Elder Council of dicine King Valley.
A person like this, coming out to establish his own sect, could single-handedly outclass the entire Purple Sun Sect.
His power was simply too great.
"S-Senior Brother, you're not… you're not kidding, are you?"
Qin Yan was stunned.
She was arrogant and considered herself extraordinary.
But she wasn't an idiot.
She knew perfectly well that her lofty status was entirely due to her background in the Purple Sun Sect as a mber of the Direct Lineage of one of its three great factions.
All her arrogance was built upon the strength of the Purple Sun Sect.
If she encountered a power greater than the Purple Sun Sect, she would tuck away her arrogance without reservation.
It was just like how she was reserved when facing Lux Wentian.
But when facing Yang Xiao, she was proactive.
She didn't care if she lost face or was ignored.
Because Yang Xiao's strength was great, and his potential was even greater.
He was far beyond what Lux Wentian could compare to.
So, when she had faced those defiant n earlier, she had been shocked—shocked that every last one of them was stronger than she was.
But when she saw Yang Xiao order the Purple Gold Cloud Peng Beast to strike, wiping them all out in an instant...
...she had imdiately begun to look down on them.
But now.
The person who arrived was actually at the Peak of Martial Grandmaster Seventh Layer.
Peak of Martial Grandmaster Seventh Layer.
That was the strength of a Late Stage Martial Grandmaster.
In the entire Purple Sun Sect, the publicly acknowledged strongest, Lin Nantian, was rely at the Martial Grandmaster Peak of Third Layer.
He hadn't even stepped into the Middle Stage of Martial Grandmaster.
Even the Supre Elder, the foremost expert of the Ye Family, was probably not much stronger than Lin Nantian.
Otherwise, would the Ye Family have been wiped out by Yang Xiao just like that?
Qin Yan wasn't stupid.
On the contrary, she was very smart.
But the smarter she was...
...the more terrifying she found the situation at this mont.
Far too terrifying.
'This is it, we're dead! That bastard Yang Xiao, why does he do things without thinking?'
Qin Yan complained in her heart.
But she didn't dare say it out loud.
She just stared intently at a richly dressed old man walking toward them.
The old man's face was flushed red.
His hair was snow-white, and his eyes, as large as copper bells, stared at Yang Xiao and the others, overflowing with killing intent.
That overwhelming aura emanated from him.
"Sect Leader Yanm, it was these people from the Purple Sun Sect! It was all them!"
Yun Haitian suddenly cried out.
He was afraid.
Afraid that the Sect Leader of the Red Fla Sect would redirect his anger onto him.
"My eyes aren't blind. I can see that it would be impossible for mortals like you to harm my disciples!"
"Now, stand aside! Today, I will make the Purple Sun Sect pay for this blood debt in kind!"
The Sect Leader of the Red Fla Sect roared.
He looked at Yang Xiao and the others again.
His sweeping gaze passed over Cheng Boxuan and Qin Yan, finally landing on Yang Xiao.
"It was you? You're the one who gave the order to kill my disciples?"
the white-haired, red-faced old man demanded angrily.
"That's right, it was . They were causing trouble on my Purple Sun Sect's territory, so naturally, I had to teach them a lesson. You... are you planning to cause trouble here as well?"
Yang Xiao said lightly.
Although the old man's power was imnse, and his aura was even a sliver stronger than Xuan Tianzhan's, Yang Xiao was not afraid. He was prepared to reveal so of his trump cards if necessary.
"Good. Just as arrogant as they say the young are. Since you're seeking death, I, Yanm Liben, will grant you your wish today! You will accompany my disciples in death! And this beast—it will die too!"
The white-haired, red-faced old man roared.
The aura around him suddenly grew much stronger.
It had already surpassed the limits of the Peak of Martial Grandmaster Seventh Layer.
It seed to have reached the Martial Grandmaster Eighth Layer.
And it was still rising.
Reaching the Martial Grandmaster Ninth Layer.
Martial Grandmaster Peak.
The aura was as imnse as a mountain, as deep as an abyss.
It was utterly terrifying.
Yang Xiao, however, frowned.
It wasn't because he found the aura terrifying.
Rather, it was because a trace of an aura that shouldn't have been there had appeared within it.
This aura filled Yang Xiao with disgust and revulsion.
It was exactly the sa as the one on Xuan Tianzhan and the others.
Only, it was much weaker.
'Immortal Dao! To think I've run into another so-called Immortal Cultivator!'
In Yang Xiao's heart, murderous intent surged!
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