Everyone on Qingyun Mountain was hiding nothing.
Xiao Yang held the formation plate, controlling the entire situation.
Only at the peak of Qingyun Mountain, in the square, did he activate the formation, effortlessly extinguishing those who sought to seize the territory and cultivation resources of the Qingyun Sect.
Only nine strong practitioners were forced back to the square at the mountain’s summit by his formation power.
Because only at the summit were there no thunderclouds.
Only by defeating Xiao Yang could they hope to leave here alive.
What else was there to say?
As Xiao Yang put away the formation plate, three masked figures struck.
Three shadows suddenly appeared before Xiao Yang, fists flying toward his chest, crackling with thunderous power.
This punch carried terrifying destructive force, creating waves of translucent space ripples that indicated its overwhelming might.
“Hmm?”
Seeing such a punch, Xiao Yang was somewhat taken aback.
There weren’t many who cultivated Thunder Dao techniques in the North, and even fewer were accomplished Thunder Dao experts.
In an instant, Xiao Yang thought of someone who absolutely shouldn’t be here.
He didn’t evade, allowing that powerful punch to slam into his chest.
Almost simultaneously, another figure in black kicked toward his head.
Xiao Yang stood still, unfazed.
“Bang!”
The black-clad man’s leg struck Xiao Yang’s head hard.
The power behind that kick was immense.
Yet, despite being hit, Xiao Yang didn’t budge an inch.
The last black-clad figure slipped behind Xiao Yang and aimed a kick at his groin.
Though Xiao Yang’s horizontal training technique was domineering, it had its weaknesses.
The groin was one of those weaknesses.
However, Xiao Yang’s body sank, and he clamped his legs around the incoming kick.
“Crack!”
The sound of bones breaking echoed.
The black-clad man’s leg was completely crushed by Xiao Yang’s grip.
“This…”
Everyone watching was dumbfounded.
No one expected Xiao Yang’s physique to be this strong.
To withstand the Sword Qi from falling raindrops and reach the summit, the opponents were all Divine Martial Realm powers!
Xiao Yang somehow endured the attacks of a Divine Martial expert and even crushed the leg of one.
Who would believe it if they hadn’t seen it?
The two black-clad figures retreated in shock.
Xiao Yang grabbed the one behind him and hurled him toward the one practicing Thunder Dao.
That person dodged just in time.
The hurled black-clad figure fell to the ground and rolled away.
“Come at me together!”
Xiao Yang coldly scanned everyone.
“Kill!”
The eight top experts exchanged glances, and in the next moment, they all charged at Xiao Yang simultaneously.
The hulking bald man glowing with golden light charged straight toward Xiao Yang.
He refused to believe that Xiao Yang’s physique could match his Diamond True Body.
Blades, swords, and spear glows erupted at once.
At that moment, these experts unleashed all their power, bent on killing Xiao Yang where he stood.
One martial arts master threw a punch at Xiao Yang.
The punch was like a landslide, unstoppable.
Another master showcased a palm technique said to descend from the heavens, casting a gigantic palm shadow over Xiao Yang.
In an instant, the square was filled with powerful Qi fluctuations.
The lowest cultivation level among them was early-stage Divine Martial Realm.
Any one of them would be a tyrant in the North.
As long as the Half Saints stayed out, Divine Martial Realm experts could roam freely in the North.
Xiao Yang didn’t evade; he simply lowered his stance, allowing the attacks to hit him directly.
The dull thuds echoed.
Blades, spears, and swords struck him fiercely, only to bounce off.
Someone spat out a flying sword that aimed to shred Xiao Yang apart.
Sword light danced like a dragon, suddenly wrapping around Xiao Yang.
The golden-skinned bald man charged forward, letting out a roar as he launched a full-powered punch toward Xiao Yang’s chest.
“Boom!”
A sound like distant thunder echoed as the enormous fist crashed into Xiao Yang’s chest.
The next moment, a horrifying sound of bones snapping filled the air.
The bald man’s entire right arm twisted grotesquely, the bones protruding through his skin.
His bones shone a striking gold.
This was the true Diamond True Body!
But so what?
What kind of Diamond True Body was that?
Compared to Xiao Yang’s Chaotic Futian Sword Body, it was pitifully weak.
A little glow could never outshine the full moon in the sky!
Xiao Yang inhaled deeply.
“Ha!”
He exhaled mightily, unleashing a violent force that erupted from him like a volcanic explosion.
The eight strong practitioners were instantly sent flying by this overwhelming power.
They were terrified beyond belief.
They couldn’t have dreamed Xiao Yang was this powerful.
“Die!”
Xiao Yang no longer wanted to trivialize these opponents.
In the next moment, his figure flickered throughout the square.
He moved with extraordinary speed.
Almost simultaneously, he struck at the eight experts.
None could withstand his assaults.
The eight practitioners were hit at once, all blasted away by Xiao Yang.
They landed over ten zhang away, all left broken and incapacitated.
Xiao Yang displayed his might.
After taking them down, he advanced, kicking each one to death.
“Don’t kill me!”
Just as Xiao Yang was about to crush the Thunder Dao practitioner’s head, that person panicked and pleaded for mercy.
“Tch!”
Xiao Yang sneered disdainfully and was about to strike.
“You can’t kill me!”
The black-clad man exclaimed in fear.
“Ha, why can’t I kill you?”
Xiao Yang was really laughing now—why did he get to kill him but not the other way around?
What kind of twisted logic was that?
“I’m here to kill you!”
Xiao Yang swung once more.
The black-clad figure quickly ripped off his mask.
“It’s you?”
Xiao Yang was shocked when he recognized him.
This man was none other than Law Enforcement Elder Lei Lie of the Qingyang Sword Sect.
Xiao Yang had suspected as much.
But he never thought this masked figure was indeed Lei Lie.
No wonder he had to hide—turns out he couldn’t reveal his true identity.
The Law Enforcement Elder of the esteemed Qingyang Sword Sect had come to kill him.
If this news got out, the Qingyang Sword Sect would be humiliated.
This wasn’t the same Qingyang Sword Sect as before.
Now, it was the number one sect in the North.
“You want to kill me too?”
Xiao Yang glared coldly at Lei Lie.
He had already left the Qingyang Sword Sect; he was no longer their disciple.
And they still wouldn’t let him go?
The iron-faced, incorruptible Law Enforcement Elder in public was truly a perfect hypocrite.
How come he hadn’t noticed before that the Qingyang Sword Sect was full of such people?
Sect Leader Jiang Qitian was a hypocrite, even the Law Enforcement Elder was a hypocrite.
Under these people, the Qingyang Sword Sect, no matter how many good cultivation grounds or resources it had, would eventually crumble.
“No, no, no! I’m here to protect you. Don’t misunderstand!”
The Law Enforcement Elder hurriedly protested.
All he wanted now was to survive.
“Protect me?”
Xiao Yang couldn’t help but laugh at this.
Just a moment ago, Lei Lie had come at him with everything he had.
He clearly seemed to want him dead.
Was that protecting him?
Xiao Yang thought it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.
“Really! And it was Sect Leader who sent me! If you don’t believe me, you can ask him!”
The Law Enforcement Elder desperately used Jiang Qitian’s name in a bid to save his life.
“So it was the Sect Leader who wanted to kill me?”
Xiao Yang’s gaze turned icy.
Of course, he didn’t fully believe Lei Lie’s words.
Perhaps Lei Lie wanted to drag Jiang Qitian down with him, hoping they’d both take each other out while he’d benefit from the chaos.
But whatever the reason, one thing was certain: Lei Lie wanted him dead.
“I’m here to protect you! You can’t kill me!”
Lei Lie protested, sitting up from the ground.
He had sustained serious injuries from the punch Xiao Yang threw earlier, with broken ribs puncturing his lung, causing blood to pour from his mouth.
“Holy Son, for the sake of our past friendship, spare me!”
Lei Lie begged.
Xiao Yang silently regarded him.
Lei Lie felt discomfort under his gaze.
He was here for the realm token in Liu Qingyun’s possession.
With the sect’s emblem, he could rightfully claim the territory and resources of the Qingyun Sect.
Who wouldn’t be envious of the resources of the North’s seventh sect?
But Lei Lie could never have imagined that he was standing before a Xiao Yang who had just shattered his own dantian yet somehow became this powerful.
In the Divine Martial Realm, Xiao Yang was completely unmatched at his level.
He could probably beat any Half Saint into a pulp.
It was likely that only a Sacred Martial Realm expert could withstand him now.
Especially with Xiao Yang’s body, impenetrable as it was, making him incredibly terrifying!
“Friendship?”
Xiao Yang’s eyes turned even colder.
Lei Lie noticed the shift and realized he was in big trouble.
In the next moment, Xiao Yang delivered a single kick, sending Lei Lie’s head flying.
The head soared down the mountainside, disappearing in an instant.
The headless body twitched a few times on the ground before going still.
“What friendship? If you want to kill me, even if you’re Lei Lie, you must die!”
Xiao Yang said coldly.
He had just killed Lei Lie, leaving the two remaining figures stunned.
These two—a bald powerhouse and a masked woman radiating demonic energy.
“The Demon Buddha Jin Luohan, the demonic doctor from the Demon Abyss?”
Xiao Yang recognized them immediately.
These two were members of the Demon Sect.
And they were of much higher stature compared to Mo Hongyue within the sect.
To kill or not to kill?
Xiao Yang pondered as he gazed at them.