Chapter 309

Chapter 309: Today, I, Xiao Yang, Am Going to Kill a Saint!

The Immortal Gate envoy arrived at Qingyun Mountain, intending to capture Xiao Yang without a fight.

Xiao Yang simply flipped the bird at the guy floating in mid-air.

Then he quipped, “Who do you think you are?”

“Huh?”

The envoy’s gaze sharpened upon Xiao Yang.

“Junior brother, who is this guy? Coming here to show off!”

Liu Qingyun stepped out of the main hall, looking down his nose at the old man in white.

Ling Xian’er, Long Chen, and Zhao Fan also made their appearances.

However, Nangong Hui did not show up.

Nangong Hui, who controlled the Dark Night Organization, was a hidden force in Xiao Yang’s hands.

The Nangong family, posing as disciples of the Qingyun Sect, hid in Qingyun Mountain.

“He says he’s from the Immortal Gate and wants to take me back!” Xiao Yang said casually.

The old man in white above them floated gracefully, with white hair and beard, giving off a somewhat ethereal vibe.

However, that high-and-mighty attitude of his really grated on Xiao Yang.

“What… Immortal Gate?”

Liu Qingyun was taken aback, his face filled with shock.

“What’s wrong, senior brother? Do you know about the Immortal Gate?” Xiao Yang asked, noticing Liu Qingyun’s fright.

“Uh… junior brother, how did you offend the Immortal Gate?”

Liu Qingyun’s voice trembled.

He was genuinely scared.

“Hmph!”

The old man in the sky couldn’t help but feel smug seeing Liu Qingyun’s terrified expression.

The Immortal Gate was the most mysterious and ancient power in the entire Yuanwu continent.

It was said that the people within the Immortal Gate were inscrutable, godlike cultivators.

Liu Qingyun, who had lived for hundreds of years, might not have exceptional cultivation talent, but he had traveled the world and seen a lot.

He obviously knew of the existence of this mysterious and powerful force.

“I say, old man, is the Immortal Gate really that amazing? You’re scared out of your wits!”

Ling Xian’er looked disdainfully at the pale-faced Liu Qingyun.

“Immortal Gate?”

Long Chen regarded the old man in the air, his face serious.

Zhao Fan was curious as he gazed at the elder overhead.

“Master, when can I fly in the air like him?” Zhao Fan asked enviously.

“Once you reach the Heavenly Martial Realm and communicate with the heavenly spiritual energy to harness it, then you can fly,” Xiao Yang replied nonchalantly.

“Son of a sinner, are you not going to abandon your cultivation and come back for punishment?”

The old man in white looked down at Xiao Yang with authority.

“Have you lost your mind? You want me to give up my cultivation and follow you back for punishment?”

Xiao Yang laughed in disbelief.

Oh, he would definitely go to the Immortal Gate, but not now.

He wasn’t foolish enough to walk into a trap.

“You…”

The old man grew furious, his eyes flickering with lightning-like intensity.

In that moment, his aura changed dramatically, surrounded by an unquenchable divine light, making him seem like the purest embodiment of power.

His gaze became deep as a black hole when looking at Xiao Yang.

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, enveloping everyone.

The crowd was shaken.

Everyone felt an overwhelming oppression, gasping for breath.

Even Ling Xian’er, who was at the Half Saint level, felt immense pressure.

Zhao Fan felt his body sink, the solid bricks beneath him shattering as he stomped on them.

Though he felt as if a mountain had suddenly crashed onto him, he grit his teeth and stood firm.

Liu Qingyun and Long Chen operated their mysterious skills to counter the descending pressure with all their might.

Their faces were grim, and soon, their clothes were soaked with sweat.

Only Xiao Yang remained calm.

The terrifying pressure emanating from the old man in white had no effect on him whatsoever.

At that moment, disciples of the Qingyun Sect on Qingyun Mountain stared in shock at the heavenly-looking old man above.

“Holy Realm?”

Xiao Yang looked at the Immortal Gate envoy in the sky.

He hadn’t expected the envoy from the Immortal Gate to also be at the Sacred Martial Realm.

In the North, a martial artist at the Sacred Martial Realm was already a dominant existence.

In fact, without the Holy Realm showing up, the Divine Martial Realm couldn’t dominate.

Even among the Divine Martial experts, those who could reach the Sacred Martial Realm were quite rare in the North.

At that moment, the old man’s every move exuded a transcendent aura, as if he could command all things.

A casual wave of his hand stirred up the winds and changed the colors of heaven and earth atop Qingyun Mountain.

“This is the might of a Martial Saint?”

Xiao Yang observed the envoy of the Immortal Gate indifferently.

“Insulting the Holy Might? I decree… death upon you!”

As the old man prepared to attack,

Xiao Yang chuckled.

“You’re talking about death, but you’re the one smiling?!”

The envoy’s expression abruptly turned ice-cold upon looking at Xiao Yang.

“Ah, this is just ridiculous…”

Xiao Yang shrugged in resignation.

“Huh?”

The envoy, seeing Xiao Yang’s reaction, was taken aback.

This son of the Immortal Gate’s traitor had to be losing it!

The reason he came to Qingyun Mountain was that the envoy’s nephew was the Immortal attendant whom Xiao Yang had decimated in Qingyun City.

As soon as he learned the sinner’s son had appeared in the North, he rushed right in.

The power of the Immortal Gate was unfathomable.

Xiao Yang had indeed underestimated them; the Sect Holy Daughter had taken the jade pendant from him—how did this Immortal Gate envoy find him here?

If that guy got away, it would be a big problem.

Xiao Yang had secretly activated the killing formation on Qingyun Mountain.

After endless tweaks, the killing formation was now far stronger than when it decimated the Refining Sect leader and wiped out all invaders last time.

Meanwhile, the spiritual energy on Qingyun Mountain had fully revived, and the earth veins’ spiritual energy were all drawn to it by Xiao Yang.

With the combined might of the human and formation, plus the Futian Sword, he was confident he could battle this so-called Immortal Gate envoy.

That was Xiao Yang’s confidence.

“Everyone, retreat to the Back Mountain!”

Xiao Yang instructed Liu Qingyun and the others.

“Junior brother, you…”

Liu Qingyun exclaimed in shock, “Are you really planning to fight a Sacred Realm expert?”

“Xiao Yang…”

Long Chen looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief.

“Master…”

Zhao Fan anxiously watched Xiao Yang.

Even he could tell how formidable the elder in the sky was.

“Don’t be foolish!”

Ling Xian’er warned Xiao Yang seriously.

“You all hurry up and leave! I have a way to deal with him!”

Xiao Yang’s lips curled into a light smile.

“Ha ha… you think you can deal with me? Now you’ve got me curious about what you’ve got.”

The old man in white laughed upon hearing that.

A mere Half Saint dared to say he’d deal with him? That was just asking for trouble!

“Come on, go already!”

Xiao Yang urged as he saw them hesitating.

“Regardless of where you hide, you will all die today!”

The old man’s murderous intent surged, and the temperature of the whole world plummeted rapidly.

This was the Holy Realm; with a single thought, he could stir the winds and clouds.

“Why are you all still standing there?!”

Xiao Yang was getting truly anxious.

At this moment, a layer of mist enveloped Qingyun Mountain.

The mist shrouded the entire mountain.

The world turned incredibly dark.

At that moment, a hazy light radiated from the old man in white above, like moonlight—soft yet illuminating the universe.

Liu Qingyun, Long Chen, Ling Xian’er, and Zhao Fan retreated to the Back Mountain.

Soon, all disciples of the Qingyun Sect had retreated into the Back Mountain.

The Immortal Gate envoy was in no hurry to strike.

“Alright, little guy, without any worries, let’s see how you plan to deal with me.”

The envoy was genuinely curious.

What could a mere Half Saint use to confront him, a Sacred Realm expert?

“Today, I, Xiao Yang, am going to kill a Saint!”

Xiao Yang declared fiercely.

“Ha ha…”

The Immortal Gate envoy erupted in laughter, like he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

This little guy actually had the audacity to say he’d kill a Saint?

“Ah, kid, I truly… don’t even know what to say to you.”

The envoy shook his head with a wry smile.

Never before had a younger generation been so audacious in front of him.

In the North, someone in the Sacred Realm was indeed a towering presence!

But, of course, not much in the Immortal Gate could faze this Sacred Realm.

“Just laugh, just laugh, and soon enough, you won’t be laughing anymore.”

Xiao Yang remained unfazed.

At that moment, arrays began to surge forth, with countless formations manifesting in the air, completely engulfing Qingyun Mountain.

A terrifying aura spread out, and dazzling lightning bolts flashed from the sky.

The breath of destruction filled every inch of the void.

“Arrays? You think with this little trick you can deal with me?”

The envoy looked dismissively.

Such a low-tier formation could be broken with a finger flick.

“Silly you, not realizing you shouldn’t have let me activate the killing formation.”

Xiao Yang grinned, and in the next moment, beams of divine light shot up from beneath his feet, entering his body.

This was the Earth Veins Spiritual Energy.

Xiao Yang used the array’s power to draw the Earth Veins Spiritual Energy into himself.

In the next moment, countless formation runes surged forth across his body.

Not only did he pull in the Earth Veins Spiritual Energy, he had merged with the array—at this moment, he was the array and the array was him.

“Huh?”

It was at that moment that the envoy finally sensed something was off.

What kind of trick was this?

Pulling in Earth Veins Spiritual Energy was one thing, but this sinner’s son had truly merged with the array?

His mastery of formations was unexpectedly deep?

Merging with the array, at the level of an Array Saint?

But what of it?

The Immortal Gate envoy chuckled coldly.

Xiao Yang was now brimming with power.

Normal people would never survive such massive energy.

If an average Half Saint were here, they would have likely exploded from the pressure.

But, Xiao Yang was different.

His Chaotic Futian Sacred Body was no joke!

Moreover, in his past life, Xiao Yang had once practiced to the Sword Saint level.

In this new life, he brought all the accumulated experience from his past.

Only he could wield such immense power at the Half Saint level.

“Today, I, Xiao Yang, am going to kill a Saint!”

Xiao Yang clenched his fists, then raised his head sharply to look at the Immortal Gate envoy in the sky, his eyes sparkling with conviction.