"Yang Xiao, you killed Tianming?"
Liu Junyi's voice trembled slightly.
Yang Xiao glanced at him sideways but didn't deign to reply.
Seeing this, Liu Junyi desperately wanted to rush forward and kill him with a single palm strike.
But the thought of Yang Xiao's power made him hesitate. He could only glare at him hatefully, his eyes bloodshot.
At this mont, regret gnawed at him.
He regretted sending his son after Cheng Boxuan.
But it was all too late.
As his voice carried, Ruan Tianyang and the others also spotted Cheng Boxuan standing beside Yang Xiao.
A jolt went through all of them.
This was especially true for Ruan Tianyang. As the Great Elder of the Purple Sun Sect, while not particularly capable, he still understood the ways of the world.
He felt that if it were him...
'...knowing the Purple Sun Sect was determined to kill , I would never have shown my face.'
'Unless…'
'Could it be? Does he think he's already invincible?'
The mont the thought arose, Ruan Tianyang dismissed it.
'I don't believe it. It's impossible. This Yang Xiao is just a seventeen-year-old boy. A little over a year ago, he was nothing but a waste. No matter how talented he is, how high could his cultivation reach in just one year?'
'Even with so fortunate encounters, there's no way he could be stronger than .'
So Ruan Tianyang thought.
What he didn't know was that six months prior, Yang Xiao had already defeated the Supre Elder, Ye Dongcheng. Otherwise, after Yang Xiao had killed so many mbers of the Ye Family...
...how could he have so easily secured the position of Junior Sect Leader?
However, this matter concerned the Purple Sun Sect's reputation. Besides Lin Nantian and Ye Dongcheng himself, no one else knew—not even the Great Elder of the Elder Council.
That was why he foolishly believed Yang Xiao was his inferior.
Thus, seeing the several pools of blood on the ground, he asked with a cold expression, "Yang Xiao, do you still consider yourself a mber of the Purple Sun Sect?"
"? A mber of the Purple Sun Sect?"
Yang Xiao was taken aback.
'What kind of act is this guy trying to pull now?'
But Ruan Tianyang spoke with grave seriousness, "If you still consider yourself one of us, then cripple your own cultivation and co with to apologize to the special envoy from dicine King Valley. Otherwise, you are a traitor who has betrayed your sect and ancestors..."
"So according to you, if I don't cripple my cultivation, I'm an irredeemable villain?"
The corners of Yang Xiao's lips lifted. He found the man before him to be a real piece of work.
"That's right. You committed a grave error in dicine King Valley, a heinous cri. And now, you've even attacked your fellow sect brothers. How can you still call yourself a Junior Sect Leader? Cripple your cultivation now, and it won't be too late to turn back. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what?"
"Then don't bla for being impolite."
Ruan Tianyang said earnestly.
But Yang Xiao just laughed, so hard he nearly fell over.
"'Don't bla you for being impolite,' eh? You're all here to kill , and you're asking such a stupid question? Do you really think I'm an idiot?"
After saying this, Yang Xiao's expression instantly turned to ice.
He wasted no more words.
With a raise of his hand, he unleashed a slash of his sword.
His target was none other than Ruan Tianyang.
Originally, he had felt a slight hesitation to strike these people from the Purple Sun Sect, especially Ruan Tianyang, with whom he seed to have no major quarrel.
But now...
...hearing the man's words, Yang Xiao understood.
Even if he spared them this ti, they would never rember his kindness.
The mont their interests were at stake, they would betray him without a second thought.
Even if there were no benefits involved, they would likely never treat him with any respect.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have said sothing so foolish.
"You insolent traitor! Just as arrogant as they said! Today, I shall make you understand what a true gap in strength ans!"
Seeing Yang Xiao attack him, Ruan Tianyang let out a great roar.
He threw a punch.
The Fist Force was like the glint of a blade.
He was using none other than the Purple Sun Sect's Ultimate Skill, the Purple Sun Celestial Blade.
This Saber Technique, which could barely be considered a Saint Grade Martial Art, originated from dicine King Valley's Bright Moon Celestial Blade.
It was the Martial Art that Ye Ziyang had cultivated his entire life.
Its power was second to none in the Purple Sun Sect.
However, Yang Su, the second-ranked True Disciple of dicine King Valley, cultivated the authentic Bright Moon Celestial Blade, wielded a Sacred Artifact, and had a cultivation at the Peak of the Martial Grandmaster Fourth Layer—making him even stronger than Ye Dongcheng—and yet he was no match for Yang Xiao.
What chance did Ruan Tianyang have?
So, it ca as no surprise.
When Yang Xiao's sword struck Ruan Tianyang...
...his entire body exploded.
He died on the spot.
"The force was just about right this ti."
Yang Xiao smiled faintly after killing Ruan Tianyang.
But his hands did not stop; he swept his sword out again.
This ti his target was Liu Junyi. The man reacted with extre speed.
The mont he saw Yang Xiao kill Ruan Tianyang with a single strike, he had tried to flee.
Unfortunately, Yang Xiao had noticed him long ago.
With one slash, he blasted him apart.
The deaths of Ruan Tianyang and Liu Junyi made most of the others want to retreat.
They wanted to escape.
But Yang Xiao had already decided to use them for sword practice.
How could he let them leave?
His figure flashed, and with a flare of azure light, a pair of incredibly solid wings appeared on his back.
They weren't large, only about ten feet across, but compared to his previous Profound Feather Divine Technique, they had a more tangible feel.
This was the manifestation of his Profound Feather Divine Technique advancing to its second level. These wings made Yang Xiao faster and even more agile.
With a beat of his wings, he moved like an agile butterfly, weaving through the crowd.
In an instant, he had unleashed an uncountable number of slashes.
All that could be heard were the continuous sounds of explosions.
So turned to pulp.
Others collapsed to the ground, but a closer look revealed their internal organs had been pulverized into dust.
Just like that, the high-ranking mbers of the Purple Sun Sect, who had arrived with such nacing montum and seed so terrifying...
...along with their disciples...
...all died under Yang Xiao's sword.
"Three hundred and sixty-four people. Not bad. My sword has finally beco a little more proficient."
Yang Xiao smiled.
Despite having killed three hundred and sixty-four people in an instant, not a single drop of blood stained his body.
His sword, however, seed to faintly glow with a bloody light, as if it had developed its own consciousness and was now in harmony with him.
Clearly, he had made so progress on his path of the Sword Dao.
This scene made Cheng Boxuan's eyelids twitch.
He had been prepared to die alongside Yang Xiao.
Who would have known...
...that Yang Xiao was so powerful?
With one massacre, more than half of the Purple Sun Sect was annihilated.
"So... so strong!"
But he quickly cald down.
'Even if Young Master Yang can kill these people from the Purple Sun Sect, the envoy from dicine King Valley... No, I have to persuade him to leave this place.'
Thinking this, Cheng Boxuan, who had just been resolved to die with Yang Xiao, imdiately rushed forward and blocked his path with outstretched arms.
"What? Are you pleading for these Purple Sun Sect mbers?"
Yang Xiao was slightly stunned.
Cheng Boxuan shook his head. "I don't care if they live or die. Ever since my master was killed by the people from dicine King Valley while they stood by and watched, even acting as accomplices, I've had nothing more to do with the Purple Sun Sect."
"I'm blocking you because I don't want you to throw your life away. Do you know? The envoy from dicine King Valley is a Half-Step Martial Saint! Even though he's only a Half-Step Martial Saint, he already possesses terrifying Saint Dao power. You are definitely not his match. You should leave first."
"With your talent, it won't take long for you to get revenge. Wait until you beco a Martial Saint, then co back for vengeance. How about it?"
Hearing Cheng Boxuan say so much with such earnestness...
...Yang Xiao was at first unsure whether to laugh or cry, but then he couldn't help but feel a little grateful.
This Cheng Boxuan had not only helped him a great deal right after he was reborn, but now, even after being implicated by him...
...he was still thinking of his well-being.
How could Yang Xiao let such a person down?
Since he couldn't let him down, Yang Xiao had already made his decision.
He would get revenge for him.
"Who was it that killed Elder Yao?"
Yang Xiao asked.
Seeing him ask about his master, a flash of grief crossed Cheng Boxuan's face. "It was the special envoy from dicine King Valley. He did it with his own hands. But at the ti, the Supre Elder, the Sect Leader, and all the other high-ranking mbers were present. Not a single one of them spoke up to stop it or plead for him!"
As he finished, an endless hatred flashed in Cheng Boxuan's eyes.
Clearly, compared to the envoy from dicine King Valley, he despised the people of the Purple Sun Sect even more.
Because they were accomplices.
They were traitors.
"I understand. Co with . I will let you have your revenge personally."
Yang Xiao said this faintly and then started walking forward.
Cheng Boxuan froze.
When he ca to his senses and was about to try persuading him again, Yang Xiao's voice drifted back faintly, "My talent, my power... they might be a little higher than you think. A re Half-Step Martial Saint is not worth ntioning."
At these words, Cheng Boxuan was utterly stunned.
But by now, Yang Xiao had already walked so distance away. Though still finding it hard to believe, Cheng Boxuan hesitated for a mont before finally following him.
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