Chapter 137

“You really think I won’t hit you?”

In a small valley.

Just as Xiao Yang took down Yin Yue and Ming He, a loud shout echoed through the air, and a figure swooped down from above, landing behind him.

“You dare to commit murder in my Nine Heavens City?”

The newcomer exclaimed fiercely.

Xiao Yang swiftly flipped his hand, and the dragon-patterned mask appeared in his grip.

He quickly put on the mask.

“Why hide your true face?”

The newcomer responded coldly.

Only then did Xiao Yang turn around and face her.

There she stood, dressed in white atop a large rock, her sheer skirt flowing gently, her features exquisite and ethereal, her eyes like clear mountain springs, deep and mesmerizing, as if containing the vastness of the starry sea.

Her long hair was held up by a simple white jade hairpin, with a few strands dancing in the wind, adding to her ethereal charm.

In her hand, she held a translucent jade flute that emitted a soft, warm glow, perfectly complementing her cool demeanor.

She looked like a celestial being, removed from the mundane world.

“Li Fan Yin?”

Seeing her, Xiao Yang was taken aback.

He didn’t expect to encounter Li Fan Yin here.

“You know me? Who exactly are you?”

Li Fan Yin’s gaze sharpened instantly.

Her dress billowed without wind, and a powerful aura radiated from her.

Li Fan Yin eyed the masked man before her with wariness.

She seldom ventured out, and this time she had left the city on her father’s orders to retrieve a relative from a nearby town.

But she never thought she would stumble upon a murder down in the valley.

Behind the mask, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but smirk.

How could he not recognize Li Fan Yin?

Li Fan Yin was one of his strongest opponents in his past life during the Jia Zi Grand Competition!

They had both made it to the end of the competition last time.

The final battle from the Jia Zi Grand Competition was still fresh in his memory.

Plus, Li Fan Yin had no idea her father was an undercover spy for the Demon Sect.

Xiao Yang never expected that Li Gai Tian could raise a daughter so filled with justice and righteous fury.

Li Fan Yin was also a pitiful character.

“I want to see who you really are!”

With a sharp cry, Li Fan Yin leaped from the rock, reaching out towards Xiao Yang’s mask.

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly, taking a step back to evade her grasp.

At that moment, Li Fan Yin’s jade flute had already poked against his chest.

Half-step Divine Martial Realm?

Xiao Yang was surprised to discover that Li Fan Yin’s cultivation was only half-step into the Divine Martial Realm.

In the previous Jia Zi Grand Competition, she was a full-fledged Divine Martial power!

And now, only six days remained until this year’s competition.

Could Li Fan Yin have a breakthrough in just a few days?

Xiao Yang swung his sleeve, a tremendous force erupting forth.

Li Fan Yin was sent flying several feet away from a single sweep of his arm.

The might spread, stirring up dust and debris in the valley.

Xiao Yang ignored her and reached out to grab the head of the man on the ground.

Ming He’s head soared directly into his grasp.

He stepped forward and tore the Qiankun pouch off Ming He’s corpse.

“Murder and theft?”

Li Fan Yin was furious at this sight.

“I killed a remnant of the Demon Sect! If you attack me, could it be that you are also a remnant?”

Xiao Yang replied coldly, “What?”

Li Fan Yin was startled; those two men had been remnants of the Demon Sect?

Xiao Yang walked over to Yin Yue’s corpse, ripping off another Qiankun pouch from her dead body.

He pulled out two wooden boxes from the pouch, placing Ming He’s and Yin Yue’s heads inside.

He intended to deliver this grand gift to Qin Fei.

He was curious what Qin Fei’s expression would be upon receiving such a present.

Just as Xiao Yang was about to leave—

“How do you know they are remnants of the Demon Sect?”

Li Fan Yin swiftly blocked his path.

The news of the Demon Sect remnants reemerging had spread through the Northern Region like wildfire, causing widespread panic.

After all, the Demon Sect had nearly wiped out the Qingyun Sect, one of the top ten sects in the Northern Region, hundreds of years ago.

That battle had left the Qingyun Sect utterly devastated.

Now, with the remnants showing up again, what a disaster!

All the major forces in the Northern Region were on high alert.

And just as the Jia Zi Grand Competition loomed, the emergence of the remnants was hard not to link to it.

“Can’t you see for yourself?”

Xiao Yang attempted to sidestep Li Fan Yin.

“You can’t leave until I’ve finished my inspection,” Li Fan Yin declared, standing firm in his way.

“Though I don’t strike women, if you keep blocking me, I might make an exception,” Xiao Yang said coldly.

“You don’t hit women? What’s the deal with that dead woman’s body on the ground?” Li Fan Yin scoffed.

“That wasn’t hitting, that was killing!” Xiao Yang huffed.

“You’re… grasping at straws!” Li Fan Yin admonished angrily.

“Not at all! Are you trying to teach me how to play the flute?” Xiao Yang suddenly chuckled.

In the next moment, Li Fan Yin actually began to play the flute.

As the sound echoed, the spiritual energy in the surrounding environment was immediately drawn in.

Invisible blades of wind shot toward Xiao Yang.

“Sound Wave Technique?”

Xiao Yang pushed off the ground, propelling himself backward.

Where he had stood moments before, marks of slashing blades appeared.

At that moment, Li Fan Yin’s flute sound grew sharp and high-pitched, echoing like a thundering stampede, as if an army was charging.

Before long, phantoms appeared in the void.

These phantoms surged like warriors, lunging toward Xiao Yang.

“You really think I won’t hit you?”

Li Fan Yin launched yet another attack, pushing him over the edge.

“Sword Qi Transformation!”

Xiao Yang stomped the ground.

“Boom!”

The ground before him erupted, sending dust spewing into the air, and a fierce wave of sword qi erupted, transforming the swirling dust into lifelike steeds charging forth.

This spectacle was utterly breathtaking.

The steeds formed from dust raced toward Li Fan Yin, like a torrent, unstoppable.

“What?”

Li Fan Yin gasped in shock as she saw the multitude of horses racing toward her, their hooves shattering the void and scattering the phantoms made from her sound wave power.

Just as the horde of warhorses were about to crash into her, a radiant blade of light fell from the heavens, striking down.

The power of that strike seemed to split the heavens and the earth apart, causing the phantasmal steeds formed of dust to vanish into the void.

A hundred-foot-long gash appeared between Xiao Yang and Li Fan Yin.

And a figure descended from the sky, landing between them.