"Wh-who in the world are you?"
He had just watched Yang Xiao slay seven n with a flick of his wrist.
The remaining, dimwitted Martial Grandmaster guard stared at Yang Xiao, completely dumbfounded.
The sight made Cheng Boxuan, who was equally shocked, let out an involuntary laugh.
Just then, it seed soone inside the palace had finally heard the commotion, and a figure erged.
The person who walked out was dressed in purple robes and carried an air of authority.
It was a familiar face.
Lin Nantian.
The Sect Leader of the Purple Sun Sect.
"Who goes there, causing such a ruckus? Don't you know the Holy Envoy's residence is a Forbidden Land? This is outrageous! Who can bear the responsibility for disturbing the Holy Envoy's rest? Are you trying to bring disaster upon my Purple Sun Sect?!"
He didn't even bother to see who he was yelling at.
The Sect Leader of the Purple Sun Sect just let loose a torrent of abuse.
He acted just like a bootlicker.
The sight filled Cheng Boxuan's face with rage.
It was precisely this attitude.
It was why his master had been killed without a single person daring to say a word.
After all, he and his master...
...had been great benefactors to the Purple Sun Sect.
His master, in particular, had trained countless Great Pharmacists for the entire Purple Sun Sect!
And yet, this was the fate he had t.
How could Cheng Boxuan not feel his heart turn cold?
"Don't worry. In a mont, I'll cripple his cultivation. You can do with him as you please,"
Yang Xiao said calmly.
With his current Spiritual Power, not even the slightest stir in the entire Purple Sun Sect could escape his notice.
The fluctuations in Cheng Boxuan's emotions were, naturally, no exception.
At the sound of that voice, Lin Nantian's proudly held head finally lowered. The mont his eyes fell on Yang Xiao, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
He was so frightened that his first instinct was to turn tail and flee.
But he quickly forced himself to calm down, rembering the envoy from dicine King Valley in the palace behind him.
He shot Yang Xiao a sidelong glance, regaining the deanor of a Sect Leader. "Yang Xiao, I truly never thought you would dare to return!"
"But it's good that you're back. The Holy Envoy was just worrying about not being able to find your family. Now that you've returned, just obediently confess everything. If your attitude is good enough, maybe the great Holy Envoy will show rcy and spare your father."
"And you, Cheng Boxuan! To think you still dare to stand by Yang Xiao's side. It seems you're truly determined to betray my Purple Sun Sect. In a little while, I will kill you."
These words, brimming with killing intent, ca from Lin Nantian's mouth.
They should have been incredibly intimidating.
And judging by Cheng Boxuan's reaction, they were.
For at this mont, Cheng Boxuan could no longer hold back and wanted to fight Lin Nantian to the death.
Yang Xiao, however, was different.
He remained as calm as ever.
Completely unfazed.
"So you really have beco dicine King Valley's dog. A re Half-Step Martial Saint is enough to make you grovel like this. If you knew my true strength, I wonder if you would feel any regret?"
"Perhaps the people from dicine King Valley never told you that I killed one of their Half-Step Martial Saint Great Elders, a Tier One Martial Saint Supre Elder, and a Tier Three Martial Saint Supre Elder. Oh, right, and just a few days ago, their Zhenkong Ancestor, a Tier Six Peak Martial Saint expert, also died by my hand."
"Now, do you still think you have a chance of winning?"
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Lin Nantian, but even Cheng Boxuan and that dimwitted Martial Grandmaster guard from before, were all left dumbfounded.
Their faces were filled with disbelief.
But seeing the confident look on Yang Xiao's face,
they weren't so sure anymore.
Even Lin Nantian had lost his earlier domineering air. His expression turned ugly as he retorted weakly, "Wh-who would believe such a lie?"
"I believe him. What he said is true."
Just then, a voice drifted out from the palace.
It was a white-haired old man wearing a bright red robe.
The mont this white-haired old man appeared and saw Yang Xiao, his face filled with hatred.
It was as if he and Yang Xiao shared an irreconcilable blood feud.
"Holy Envoy!"
Upon seeing this man, Lin Nantian imdiately dropped to his knees.
Without a mont's hesitation.
The last remaining dimwitted guard also lowered his head and said respectfully, "Master Yanm."
'His surna is Yanm? It seems the Yanm Family's influence in dicine King Valley is truly profound.'
A thought flashed through Yang Xiao's mind.
He then heard the white-haired old man speak. "Yanm Changqing, whom you killed, was my grandfather. Yanm Kuan, whom you killed, was my son. My grandson, Yanm Xifeng, also died by your hand. Even the death of my nephew, Yanm Liben, is connected to you."
"The feud between you and my Yanm Family is irreconcilable! I am here today, and if I cannot avenge the deaths of my dearest kin, how can I ever face the ancestors of my Yanm Family?"
The white-haired old man spoke with such fury that his hair and beard seed to stand on end.
His hatred was as deep as the sea.
Yang Xiao, however, remained unmoved.
'I never provoked any of these people. Their deaths at my hands were a result of their own actions.'
On the contrary.
He felt that he had been far too rciful in the past.
He hadn't slaughtered the Yanm Family down to the last person.
'If I had actually done so,'
'these people wouldn't have dared to seek revenge against again.'
'My father and my family wouldn't have had to live their lives in hiding.'
'It's not too late to correct that mistake now.'
Yang Xiao sneered inwardly.
The old man with the surna Yanm continued, "I know you are very powerful. I am no match for you. However, you will still die today."
"Because you have offended my Yanm Family."
The old man with the surna Yanm wore a look of glee.
It was as if he could already see Yang Xiao dying before his very eyes.
As for Yang Xiao,
his expression was one of complete indifference.
He simply used his Spiritual Power to continuously scan his surroundings.
Soon,
he understood what this old fool was relying on.
"You've discovered it? A pity, but it's too late! Winged Serpent Ancestor, show yourself!"
the old man with the surna Yanm roared.
Imdiately after,
sand and stones flew through the air.
Small, black tornadoes suddenly appeared one after another,
sweeping up the surrounding sand, stones, and trees.
The display was imnse.
It looked as if a demon was being born into the world.
Cheng Boxuan's face changed in an instant.
"Yang Xiao, get out of here, quickly! I fear that thing is dicine King Valley's Guardian Beast."
The Purple Sun Sect, as the weakest of the Lower Six Sects, possessed an Early-stage Tier Four Guardian Beast.
As one of the Upper Three Sects, dicine King Valley would naturally have one as well.
Moreover, the Tier of this Guardian Beast was bound to be terrifyingly high.
Otherwise, the old man with the surna Yanm wouldn't be so confident.
Not to ntion that Barbaric Beasts were naturally stronger than Martial Artists of the Human Race.
Seeing the power on display before him,
how could Cheng Boxuan not be terrified?
But what happened next left everyone completely stunned.
Because just as the words left his mouth, just as he was anxiously trying to persuade Yang Xiao to leave, Yang Xiao moved.
His figure flashed.
Everyone saw a dazzling sword light tear through the empty air.
It slashed into the void.
Imdiately after, everyone heard a trendous CRASH.
The world returned to clarity.
The black wind was gone, and the sand and stones fell back to the ground.
The great sun in the sky once again shone down with its gentle warmth.
All that remained were a few people, staring blankly.
Looking ahead.
There,
lay the enormous corpse of a snake, over a hundred ters long.
Fleshy wings grew from the snake's back.
Its whole body still twitched from ti to ti.
Who else could it be but the Winged Serpent Ancestor the old man had summoned, the Guardian Beast of dicine King Valley?
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