Yuanlong City was bustling with crowds gathered around the square, all eyes glued to the battle between Zhao Fan and Gui Tian.
Chu Guiyuan and his cousin Chu Yuan were hiding in a nearby tower, enjoying the show.
They were the ones who had instructed Liu Ruxian to send people to Qingyun City to bring Xiao Zhenshan’s family back to Yuanlong City.
Liu Ruxian intended to publicly sacrifice Xiao Zhenshan’s family for her own revenge.
They wanted to lure Xiao Yang to Yuanlong City and take him out.
However, what they didn’t see coming was that Xiao Yang didn’t show up; instead, it was his disciple Zhao Fan who took the stage.
While Zhao Fan was locked in battle with Gui Tian, Xiao Yang stealthily slipped into the room where Chu Guiyuan and Chu Yuan were.
They had thought Xiao Yang had self-destructed his own dantian, making him a sitting duck.
But when Xiao Yang eliminated Chu Yuan’s arms in an instant, Chu Guiyuan realized something was off.
“You…”
Chu Guiyuan watched in shock as Xiao Yang kicked Chu Yuan’s left leg, sending him crashing to the ground.
Chu Yuan let out a pitiful scream as he collapsed.
Now, he was left with just one good leg.
His right arm had been sliced off by his own hand, while Xiao Yang twisted his left arm like a pretzel and broke his thigh bone clean in half.
At this moment, Chu Yuan’s face was as pale as a ghost, trembling all over, glaring at Xiao Yang with fury.
“Ouch, those bones are pretty tough!”
Xiao Yang stepped forward, raising his right foot and crashing it down hard on Chu Yuan’s right leg.
*Crack!*
The horrifying sound of bones breaking echoed through the air.
Chu Yuan’s right leg was completely destroyed.
“Xiao Yang, you…”
Chu Guiyuan glared at Xiao Yang, his face flushed with anger.
“Weren’t you just saying I’d be wishing for life and death?” Xiao Yang replied casually, eyeing Chu Guiyuan.
At that moment, Chu Guiyuan finally grasped the situation.
Even Xiao Yang’s disciple was strong enough to contend with Gui Tian at the Half Saint level. How could the master be weak?
Xiao Yang might have self-destructed his dantian, but he had obviously trained in some extraordinary techniques to refine his body to such an impressive strength.
Even Chu Yuan, who was at the Heavenly Martial Realm’s peak, seemed pathetic in front of him.
“Xiao Yang, don’t act impulsively! I was wrong! I shouldn’t have said those things!” Chu Guiyuan backtracked immediately, no longer the arrogant figure he once was.
Since losing his dantian and being imprisoned in a dark cave by his brother Chu Guixi, he realized that living a miserable life was better than dying.
He was willing to do anything to survive.
Submitting? That was easy for him.
“Xiao Yang, I was just joking! I didn’t mean it!” Chu Guiyuan cautiously eyed Xiao Yang.
“Chu Guiyuan, do you think I’m an idiot?” Xiao Yang scoffed.
“This…”
Upon hearing that, Chu Guiyuan froze. He knew trying to fool Xiao Yang was impossible.
“I won’t kill you, but I can’t guarantee your limbs will remain intact,” Xiao Yang said as he moved closer.
He was not going to let Chu Guiyuan off the hook.
“Brother Xiao, no need to exert yourself. I’ll handle this myself,” Chu Guiyuan said, lifting his right hand and chopping down on his own left arm.
The sound of bone cracking followed immediately.
His left arm dropped lifelessly.
“Huh?”
Xiao Yang stood with his arms crossed, watching Chu Guiyuan with great interest.
Chu Guiyuan, pale with pain and sweating profusely, sat down, then chopped his legs off with the same ruthless hand.
Chu Guiyuan nearly passed out from the pain, his vision spinning.
Xiao Yang watched the scene, secretly impressed by Chu Guiyuan.
This guy was tough!
Even though his dantian was destroyed, his physical strength was still considerable.
Cutting off his own arms and legs wasn’t an easy feat.
But how would he do it with his own right hand?
The next moment, Xiao Yang realized he had underestimated Chu Guiyuan yet again.
The guy actually supported himself with his right arm and then used his body’s weight to snap his own right elbow.
His right arm bent at an unnatural angle.
After that, Chu Guiyuan collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
“Alright, Chu Guiyuan, you’re something else!” Xiao Yang couldn’t help but give him a thumbs up.
“Now spill the beans! What’s going on?”
Xiao Yang sat down at the table and took a big swig from the wine jug.
“What?”
Chu Guiyuan looked calm on the surface, but his eyes flickered with panic.
“How could Liu Ruxian suddenly grab Xiao’s family and bring them back to Yuanlong City?”
As Xiao Yang spoke, he took another gulp of wine.
These two were clearly enjoying their feast.
The table was filled with dishes galore.
It seemed they were munching and drinking while watching the show.
Xiao Yang wasted no time, diving into the feast.
“This… I really don’t know! Liu Ruxian is now Chu Guixi’s partner; she has no ties to me!” Chu Guiyuan hurriedly explained.
He remembered how grand he’d been.
He’d once possessed the Xuanwu Sacred Body.
Liu Ruxian was supposed to be Chu Guixi’s partner, but that didn’t matter to him. If he wanted something, he’d get it—no matter if it was his own brother’s woman.
However, the former glory now felt distant and pitiful.
He wanted to drag Chu Guixi down with him.
He also sought to create discord between Xiao Yang and Chu Guixi.
Did Xiao Yang really not see through Chu Guixi’s little schemes?
At that moment, outside in the square…
Zhao Fan and Gui Tian were still locked in an epic battle.
Gui Tian, being a Half Saint, could harness the power of heaven and earth for himself, not worrying about exhausting his energy.
But Zhao Fan was a different story.
Currently, he was just a Qi Refining Realm martial artist, unable to draw upon the spiritual energy of the world.
So, after consuming his own energy, he couldn’t replenish it.
Zhao Fan was running low on energy, and if this continued, his fate was all but sealed.
Xiao Yang approached the window.
Just then, he saw Zhao Fan getting blasted away by Gui Tian.
Zhao Fan was engulfed in heat, due to the frantic operation of his internal energy.
Xiao Yang noticed Zhao Fan was wearing thin, but the kid’s fighting spirit was still sky-high.
With a sturdy physique and unyielding spirit, Zhao Fan refused to back down.
He would fight until the last moment.
Xiao Yang wasn’t worried about Zhao Fan.
“Kid, you’re still no match for me.”
Gui Tian looked down at Zhao Fan with arrogance.
“Hmph! You’re nothing special. Just give me six months, and I’ll have you under my foot,” Zhao Fan retorted loudly.
“Ha! Too bad you won’t get that chance,” Gui Tian laughed ominously.
With someone as talented as Zhao Fan, he wouldn’t let him live to see those six months.
Today, he would crush this genius.
If Zhao Fan grew stronger, he would become their nightmare.
Gui Tian would ensure he didn’t get the chance to grow.
“You want to kill me? You better be prepared to pay the price.”
Zhao Fan remained calm and collected.
Such composure amazed everyone around.
“Enough chatter. Time to die!”
Gui Tian bellowed and flipped his right hand, revealing a battle knife crackling with lightning.
After battling Zhao Fan this whole time, he finally pulled out a weapon.
This was the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife, forged from thunder-struck iron, born to be in tune with the power of lightning.
Getting that thunder-struck iron wasn’t easy, mind you.
To obtain it, one had to find divine iron, then deliver it to the clouds on a rainy day, where the lightning would continuously bombard the iron.
Over time, the iron would blend with the power of thunder and become the rare thunder-struck iron.
That’s how they got it.
A full battle knife forged from this rare material had immense power.
However, getting enough thunder-struck iron to forge an entire knife wasn’t an easy task at all.
The process of forging thunder-struck iron is perilous.
Even martial arts masters couldn’t just dump a bunch of divine iron into the clouds at once.
So, in the cultivation world, thunder-struck iron is valuable but rarely seen.
As Gui Tian revealed the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife, Xiao Yang could hardly sit still.
This was no laughing matter.
Although Zhao Fan’s sturdy physique was impressive, the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife was not your average weapon.
Its material was sky-high, and its power could definitely injure Zhao Fan.
At that moment, Gui Tian made his move.
“KILL!”
Gui Tian roared, swinging the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife straight at Zhao Fan.
*Swish!*
The blinding light of the knife came down towards Zhao Fan.
This move seemed to tear through space itself, its speed and strength sending shivers down the spines of onlookers.
Zhao Fan sidestepped.
The knife light slashed down beside him.
The furious sword energy struck the ground, leaving a long gash.
The crowd gasped.
That blow nearly split the whole square in half.
The power behind it was incredible.
Truth be told, if Gui Tian hadn’t purposely controlled the knife’s power, he could have actually cleaved the massive square in two.
But doing so would have meant more casualties.
Seeing the might of Gui Tian’s strike, Zhao Fan couldn’t help but feel shaken.
He flipped his right hand and pulled out a weapon of his own.
It was Xiao Yang’s Futian Sword.
Xiao Yang had actually handed the Futian Sword to Zhao Fan.
*Clang!*
Gui Tian struck again.
But Zhao Fan blocked it with the sword.
Gui Tian’s swordsmanship was incredibly swift; without the Futian Sword, Zhao Fan would have been injured by Gui Tian’s Thunder Extreme Battle Knife before he knew what hit him.
“What?”
Gui Tian was bewildered.
Zhao Fan pulled out an unassuming, worn-out sword, and yet it managed to block his Thunder Extreme Battle Knife?
How is that even possible?!
This was the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife, forged from thunder-struck iron!
Gui Tian could hardly believe that Zhao Fan had managed to parry his attack with a battered old sword.
Yet, disbelief didn’t change reality.
This extraordinary event was genuinely unfolding before their eyes.
Everyone was dumbfounded at the sight.
A worn-out sword had blocked the Thunder Extreme Battle Knife.
It was utterly surreal.
Everyone stood frozen in shock.