Chapter 245

Volume 1, Chapter 245: Are You Threatening Me with Parents Who Aren’t Even My Biological Ones?

Xiao Yang truly couldn’t believe that even Wang Ao, the Sect Leader of the Refining Sect, had appeared on Qingyun Mountain.

This was the Sect Leader of the Refining Sect, after all.

Most of the spiritual artifacts in the Northern Region came from the hands of the refining masters of the Refining Sect.

All the major sects in the Northern Region had trading relationships with the Refining Sect.

Both the Refining Sect and the Dan Ding Sect were wealthy and powerful big sects.

Even if they were kicked out of the top ten sects of the Northern Region, they would only lose the lands and resources allocated to them by the Yuanwu Immortal Domain.

They all had their own mountains and their original territories.

So they wouldn’t rapidly decline because of this.

When the Sect Leader of the Refining Sect took action, it was completely disregarding his status and face.

At that moment, Wang Ao flapped the metal wings on his back, and the feather blades on the wings instantly transformed into countless cold lights shooting toward Xiao Yang like a deluge.

The sound of breaking air immediately filled the space.

“Go die!”

Wang Ao roared.

Xiao Yang had actually pretended to be powerless and fooled everyone.

He had even killed two elders and dozens of elite disciples from their Refining Sect, severely injuring its vitality.

At this moment, Wang Ao wished he could shred Xiao Yang into pieces.

“Hmph!”

Xiao Yang stepped forward, right fist clenched, and punched straight ahead.

“Buzz!”

As he struck, the air in front of him violently shook, emitting a thunderous sound.

A visible ripple in the air expanded outwards.

Countless beams of cold light shooting at him instantly shattered in the void.

The power of this punch directly shook the very fabric of space.

Xiao Yang didn’t use the power of the Chaos Sword Embodiment; this was merely the power erupted from his physical body.

“Without any Qi Fluctuation, how could this…?”

Wang Ao was stunned as he watched this scene.

In the next moment, it was as if he had been hit by a giant mountain. The whole person was sent flying, crashing into the rock wall of the cliff with a “bang.”

The hard rock was directly smashed into a large pit, and countless fragments and dust tumbled down from above.

“…”

Mo Hongyue, Gui Zixiu, and that assassin from Smoke Rain Tower all stared, dumbfounded, at this scene.

Wang Ao was sent flying by Xiao Yang with a single punch?

How was that possible?

Everyone clearly saw Xiao Yang self-destructing his cultivation level during the Jiazi Grand Tournament, which was no fabrication.

They had no idea how Xiao Yang had restored his power, but even if he had cultivated a heavenly physique technique, there was no way he could become this strong so quickly.

Wang Ao was the Sect Leader of the Refining Sect, a figure already half a step into the Sacred Martial Realm.

And how long had it been since the Jiazi Grand Tournament?

It was only a little over half a month!

In just over half a month, Xiao Yang had grown strong enough to punch Wang Ao away?

“Let’s all attack together!”

Gui Zixiu shouted loudly to Mo Hongyue and the Smoke Rain Tower assassin.

Mo Hongyue flipped her right hand, and a demon spear instantly appeared in her grip, a powerful demonic aura erupting from her body.

Meanwhile, the assassin from Smoke Rain Tower exuded a chilling vibe.

They all knew that if they didn’t join forces, they’d stand no chance against Xiao Yang.

“It should have been like this from the start.”

Xiao Yang looked at the three, faintly smiling.

“Guiyuan Divine Fist!”

With a single motion, Gui Zixiu’s momentum soared to its peak.

Without any hesitation, he launched a punch at Xiao Yang.

“Rumble…”

As Gui Zixiu threw his punch, sounds of wind and thunder echoed through the void, his power formidable.

As a Supreme Elder of the Guiyuan Martial Sect, his cultivation level was not beneath that of Wang Ao.

Xiao Yang also threw a punch.

“Boom!”

The two fists collided instantly.

The sound of shattered bones echoed through the air.

Xiao Yang’s punch crushed Gui Zixiu’s fist into a mist of blood, his entire arm shattering into several segments.

Gui Zixiu screamed as he was sent sprawling, rolling over ten meters away.

At this moment, Mo Hongyue took action.

The demon spear in her hand transformed into a streak of demonic light, stabbing straight at Xiao Yang’s forehead.

Xiao Yang didn’t dodge.

“Clang!”

Her spear struck Xiao Yang’s forehead, sparks flying.

Xiao Yang’s forehead didn’t even break the skin.

“This…”

Mo Hongyue was truly taken aback.

She never expected Xiao Yang’s physical body to be so strong that even her demon spear could barely scratch him.

Keep in mind, the demon spear in her hand was not just any magical weapon.

Even a piece of divine metal would suffer a hole if she hit it with all her strength.

Xiao Yang threw another punch.

His fist was as fast as lightning, powerful as a mountain.

Mo Hongyue was forced into retreat, instantly positioning her spear horizontally.

Xiao Yang’s punch crashed onto the shaft of the spear.

The spear bent from the impact, slamming into Mo Hongyue.

Mo Hongyue was blasted backward by Xiao Yang’s strike, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth.

“What incredible strength!”

Mo Hongyue was horrified. If she hadn’t blocked with the spear, that punch would have likely left her either dead or crippled.

As Xiao Yang knocked Mo Hongyue back, the Smoke Rain Tower assassin had vanished.

How could a living person simply disappear?

This guy had to be hiding.

It was the assassin’s trick—lurking in the shadows, suddenly striking the prey with a lethal blow.

However, in broad daylight, right in front of Xiao Yang, the assassin from Smoke Rain Tower seemed to have silently vanished.

Even Xiao Yang couldn’t help but admire this guy.

“Not bad!”

Xiao Yang chuckled.

Among the four top experts, he had injured three.

Only the assassin from Smoke Rain Tower managed to hide right under his nose.

“Where are you hiding?”

Xiao Yang scanned the surroundings.

In the next moment, the ground beneath him trembled, before bursting upward.

A figure emerged, hands lifting the entire ground skyward.

“This…”

Mo Hongyue and the others were dumbfounded by the scene.

“Ha! So, you were hiding underground!”

Xiao Yang laughed heartily and stomped with his right foot.

“Boom!”

With a massive explosion, the ground was shattered beneath Xiao Yang’s foot.

Dust soared into the air.

An endless cloud of dust engulfed Xiao Yang.

A shadow rushed at him like a ghost.

A cold light aimed for the back of Xiao Yang’s neck, the sharp blade slicing through the air silently, ready to kill him.

Just as the cold light was about to strike the Xiao Yang enveloped by dust, a hand suddenly captured it.

“What…”

The shadow was taken by surprise.

At that moment, Xiao Yang quickly turned around, sword finger raised, and the whole world seemed to freeze.

“A Sword Overcomes Heaven!”

Xiao Yang’s sword finger pressed down toward the shadow.

Then, the shadow was horrified to find itself completely immobilized.

“What is happening?”

Before the shadow could even think, blood mist erupted from its body, instantly turning it into a sieve.

Too terrifying.

The opponent’s sword move was simply too horrifying.

Even someone as strong as him had no power to fight back under the opponent’s sword finger.

This was a sword of despair.

He plummeted from the sky.

Xiao Yang descended from above.

As the dust settled, the corpse of the Smoke Rain Tower assassin quietly lay on the ground.

“How is this possible…”

Mo Hongyue and the others were all stunned.

Seriously injured, Gui Zixiu turned to flee.

Wang Ao also fled for his life.

Xiao Yang’s strength was no longer something they could contend with.

But Mo Hongyue did not flee.

Gripping her demon spear, she coldly stared at Xiao Yang.

“Why aren’t you running?”

Xiao Yang paid no attention to Gui Zixiu and Wang Ao, who were scurrying like rats.

Because those two simply couldn’t escape from Qingyun Mountain.

Regardless, they would end up dead at his hands, so he wasn’t in a hurry.

Playing a game of cat and mouse sounded rather delightful.

“Why should I run?”

Mo Hongyue tightened her grip on the demon spear.

“Or are you clever enough to realize you can’t escape, so you just choose not to?”

Xiao Yang looked at Mo Hongyue.

This top assassin from the Demon Sect was quite beautiful, on par with Ling Xian’er and Jiang Ting.

But she too had to die.

Know that in his past life, he had almost perished at Mo Hongyue’s hands.

“You really surprise me.”

Mo Hongyue watched Xiao Yang, curious about how his combat strength had suddenly become so formidable.

“What is this?”

Xiao Yang shrugged off nonchalantly.

“Alright, will you take the easy way out or shall I send you on your way?”

Xiao Yang glared coldly at Mo Hongyue.

“I don’t want to die just yet, what should I do?”

Mo Hongyue suddenly smiled.

“Whether you live or die is no longer up to you.”

Xiao Yang’s tone turned icy.

“Oh? I, Mo Hongyue, have no intention of dying; it seems no one can make me!”

Mo Hongyue retorted while wiping away the blood at the corner of her mouth.

“It seems you still have a trump card; why not reveal it?”

Xiao Yang, unfazed, replied, knowing someone like Mo Hongyue must have a trick up her sleeve.

“What if I say I’ve captured your parents? Would you believe me?”

Mo Hongyue suddenly declared.

“What did you just say?”

Xiao Yang froze at her words.

“I’ve captured your parents and sister. If I do not return before sunset, my people will kill them.”

Mo Hongyue grinned.

“Really? How ruthless of you!”

Xiao Yang feigned shock.

“So, you want me to let you go?”

Mo Hongyue looked at Xiao Yang coldly.

“And what if I say I won’t let you go?”

Xiao Yang replied with indifference.

“Then your parents and sister won’t see tomorrow’s sun.”

Mo Hongyue’s voice turned grave.

“Then I suppose they’re quite unlucky!”

Xiao Yang suddenly sighed.

“What did you say?”

Mo Hongyue was taken aback.

“Your information network isn’t very good, is it?”

Xiao Yang shook his head.

“What do you mean by that?”

Mo Hongyue thought she had found Xiao Yang’s weakness, but now she felt something was off.

“Fine, I’ll tell you; I, Xiao Yang, am not even their biological son, so whether you kill them or not is none of my business, understand?”

Xiao Yang stated.

“What… what?”

Mo Hongyue was dumbfounded.

She genuinely didn’t know this fact.

Xiao Yang also found it peculiar; wasn’t Qin Fei the Young Master of the Demon Sect?

How could he not tell Mo Hongyue about this?

“You actually dared to threaten me with them? That’s just laughable. Alright, you can take your leave now.”

Xiao Yang locked onto Mo Hongyue and was ready to strike.