Rumble!!!!
Xiao Chen streaked across the sky, trailing a vast curtain of flame that shattered the void along his path.
That terrifying pressure instantly rendered everyone on the mountain peak unable to move.
Whoosh!
Several streaks of light sped toward the mountain peak in visible haste.
Hum!
His face dark with fury, Xiao Chen materialized high above the eastern peak!
His formidable aura surged outward with utter abandon, his robes snapping violently in the wind!
Ye Qing'er looked up at Xiao Chen, her eyes instantly welling with red.
The resolute front she had maintained collapsed at this moment, giving way to all the grievances pent up inside her.
Her strong exterior crumbled completely, tears bursting forth like water through a broken dam.
Beside Ye Qing'er, the servant cultivators knelt on the ground, their faces pale as death!
Young Master Wang had it far worse—his head had slammed hard into the earth, gouging out a deep crater. Blood streamed down his face, his eyes wide with sheer terror!
The whisk-bearing old man, who had looked so otherworldly moments before, cut an even more wretched figure now.
He knelt shivering on the ground, soiling himself in sheer abjection!
"Qing'er..."
Xiao Chen slowly raised his hand. In an instant, dozens of flaming spears coalesced beside him!
The crimson spears hovered beside him, looking virtually solid.
With a wave of his hand, the spears blasted forward!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Plumes of dust erupted from the earth as bloodcurdling shrieks tore through the sky!
"Ahhh!"
"Aaargh!"
The servant cultivators who had flanked Ye Qing'er were all impaled through their torsos and hurled backward, pinned straight to the cliff walls!
The searing flames incinerated their internal organs, vaporizing their blood the instant it welled forth!
Flames bloomed beneath Xiao Chen's feet as he walked down from the sky, step by step.
With every stride, the oppressive pressure rolling off him intensified.
Wang Jie was utterly scared out of his wits!
"Mahayana realm! This is definitely the aura of the Mahayana realm!!"
"Could it be... she wasn't lying?!"
"No... how could a mere Soul Formation Realm female cultivator have ties to someone in the Mahayana realm?!"
Though paralyzed with dread, faced with the prospect of death, Wang Jie swallowed his terror and stammered, "S-Senior... this junior is from the Wang family of the Qingyun Southern Domain... Could there... be some misunderstanding here...?"
Even now, Wang Jie harbored a sliver of desperate hope that Xiao Chen had not come on Ye Qing'er's account.
Xiao Chen looked down at Wang Jie kneeling on the ground, his expression twisted with fury.
A sneer laced with a chilling bite escaped his lips.
"The Southern Domain's Wang family? Heh. Good. Very good."
Kneeling face-down, Wang Jie couldn't see Xiao Chen's expression. Hearing those words repeated, he clung to them like a drowning man grasping a lifeline.
"Yes, yes, yes! The Wang family of the Southern Domain on Qingyun Continent! My father's name is... is... Wang Lailai!"
Xiao Chen sneered coldly. "Your father... must be very proud of you."
Just as a flicker of delight crossed Wang Jie's face and a faint smile began to form—
Suddenly!
A heavy foot came crashing down onto his shoulder!
The force bearing down steadily increased until the sickening crunch of a dislocated shoulder rang out, followed by a sudden, blinding agony!
"Aaargh! Senior... Senior, what are you doing—"
"Aaaagh! My hand!!"
With a single stomp, Xiao Chen pulverized Wang Jie's left hand into mincemeat!
Flesh, sinew, and phalanges were crushed into a bloody pulp.
It was a gruesome sight, yet not a single person dared utter a word to stop him.
Even though Wu Bing and the others had arrived, Gong Ze and Qin Xian stood to one side, watching with detached coldness.
Cao Yan narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly dark, and stepped over to Ye Qing'er's side.
"Leave it to him."
Gu Li and Ji Yuchuan took their places beside Cao Yan, flanking Ye Qing'er between them. Gu Li murmured, "Tsk, Fourth Brother really is... full of fiery vigor."
Ji Yuchuan shrugged. "He brought this on himself. Xiao Chen just came off the battlefield; the murderous edge hasn't worn off yet."
Gazing through the gap between them at Xiao Chen's wrathful face, Ye Qing'er felt her heart quiver.
"He... just came back from the battlefield...?"
Only now, as her senses cleared, did Ye Qing'er notice the state of the men before her.
Whether it was Cao Yan or Gu Li, every one of them was covered in savage wounds.
Their hair was disheveled, and none of them had even taken the time to tidy themselves.
She looked back toward Xiao Chen; his violent movements had already reopened the wounds across his back, soaking his white robe in fresh blood.
Stripe after stripe of crimson stained the back of his garments!
Yet Xiao Chen seemed completely oblivious to it, stomping down again and again onto Wang Jie's arm!
Until the entire left arm was reduced to a bloody pulp.
Xiao Chen raised a hand to drag Wang Jie into the air, seizing him by the throat and lifting him off his feet with one hand.
Wang Jie was as pale as paper, devoid of all color, his lips purple.
He stared into Xiao Chen's eyes with pure terror.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Several flaming spears pierced through Wang Jie, pinning him suspended in midair.
Blood splattered across Xiao Chen's face, making his expression seem all the more savage.
"Invoking names against me?"
"A petty Qingyun clan dare act so arrogant?!"
"Your entire Wang family will pay the price for this!"
Behind him, the old man who held the fly-whisk forced himself to raise his head.
He looked toward the onlookers with pleading eyes, but just as he parted his lips to speak, a flaming spear exploded his head in an instant!
Bang!
From beginning to end, Xiao Chen didn't even turn his head, his gaze eerily calm.
"A Void Refining Realm cultivated solely through pills—is that the backing you relied on to be so arrogant?"
Wang Jie trembled like a sieve, and with a sudden release between his legs, he wet himself completely.
His face twisted as if on the verge of bawling, though whether from pain or fright, even he could not tell.
Only now did he clearly see the figures standing behind Xiao Chen.
Wu Bing, Acting Sect Master of the Great Xia Sword Sect!
Two generations of Great Xia Sword Sect Discipline Masters: Gong Ze! Qin Xian!
And the others...
Ji Yuchuan, the former Pavilion Master of Guanyun Pavilion!
The other two possessed auras just as unfathomable as Xiao Chen's, radiating a faint yet terrifying pressure.
Clearly, they too were cultivators of the Mahayana realm!
Boom!
A beam of golden sword qi shattered the void!
A silhouette burst forth from the distant emptiness!
An aura that made heaven and earth tremble suddenly surged!
Ye Feng's aura burst forth, radiating bone-chilling murderous intent.
Cao Yan rubbed his nose. "Well now... Second Brother is here."
Rumble!
As clouds massed in the firmament, Gu Li's face changed.
"Uh... Fifth Brother is breaking through to the Mahayana realm! No, I have to go check on him."
Ji Yuchuan was about to move, but came to an abrupt halt.
"Well... the Pavilion Master is awake too."
Boom!
A pillar of lightning surged into the heavens.
His face pale, Li Guanqi's figure streaked forward as two beams of light—one purple, one gold—blasted across the sky!
Wang Jie's eyes turned numb and hollow as he murmured, "Yanluo Sword Venerable... It's over..."
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, unwilling to drag this out any longer.
Blistering flames erupted from the palm gripping Wang Jie's throat!
The roaring fire incinerated the man alive, leaving not even ashes behind.
The moment Ye Feng reached the mountain, he teleported right to Ye Qing'er's side.
"Brother!"
"It's all right, it's all right. You're not hurt, are you?"
"No... Xiao Chen arrived in time."
His aura somewhat frail, Li Guanqi looked toward Ji Yuchuan, learning what had transpired through a brief exchange.
Pale-faced, Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Look into the Wang family. If there's any wrongdoing, wipe them out."
Cao Yan and Gu Li stepped forward. "Eldest Brother, we'll go protect Tang Ru during his breakthrough."
Li Guanqi looked back at the terrifying tribulation lightning gathering overhead.
"Go on. Although I trust he's prepared, it's better to keep watch. We'll be over shortly."
The others departed one after another. After all, someone breaking through to the Mahayana realm was a momentous event...
Wu Bing and his companions exchanged brief words and took their leave as well.
A mere Wang family was something the present Great Xia Sword Sect didn't even bother to spare a glance for.
Xiao Chen looked at Ye Qing'er, then at Ye Feng, standing to one side looking somewhat at a loss.
He felt awkward stepping forward, yet just as awkward staying where he was.
Ye Feng's face turned solemn as he looked at Xiao Chen...
Chapter 1210