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"This person is just Xuanjing Eightfold, we have the numbers, let's kill him together," a Young Master said, pointing his sword directly at Wang Yi with a cold voice.
"That's right, let's all attack and kill him."
Kill! Kill! Kill!
No one wanted to die, and all the Young Masters charged towards Wang Yi.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yi curled his lips into a cold smile. With a light swing of his Sword of Slaughter, a Blood Sword Qi was unleashed, exuding a terrifying killing intent. Before the nine Young Masters could react, they were slain by this sword energy that felt almost tangible.
"Brother Chu, these people are left to you. I hope you won't let me down," Wang Yi said to Xiao Xuan with a cold smile.
"Rest assured, Brother Wang, I know what to do," Xiao Xuan replied, his eyes filled with shock; Wang Yi was truly formidable.
With that thought, he swung his long sword and killed a resisting Young Master.
Before long, dozens of cold corpses lay on the ground, blood flowing like a river, the stench overwhelming.
"Xiao Xiong indeed did not let me down," Wang Yi said, looking at the blood-soaked Xiao Xuan with a faint smile. "As for how to get out of here if others ask, I believe I don't need to teach you, right?"
"Rest assured, Brother Wang, I know what to do," Xiao Xuan replied with a bitter smile. He had killed nearly half of the heirs of Killing Fields. If this were known, even being the son of North King would lead him to certain death.
Looking around, Xiao Xuan showed a pale expression. This trip to the Killing Domain Space had resulted in heavy losses for Killing Fields, with over a hundred heirs dead, including those from the Killing Three Kings. Now, only he and Wang Yi remained. In the vast Killing Fields, among the younger generation, there was no one left; he would rise to become the strongest among them.
"That is very good," Wang Yi nodded and praised Xiao Xuan.
At that moment, Wang Yi's expression suddenly darkened as he scanned the surroundings but found nothing unusual.
However, in his mind, a voice sounded like a frightened rabbit, "Brother Wang, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this."
Wang Yi remained silent.
"You have to believe me; I definitely won't say anything." This time, the voice carried a hint of sobbing.
A flash of killing intent flickered in Wang Yi's eyes before quickly disappearing. He knew that the voice belonged to the girl Nian Wei.
"I hope you can keep your word." Finally, Wang Yi transmitted his thoughts. He was not someone who killed; he couldn't bring himself to harm a thirteen-year-old girl.
"Okay, Nian Wei promises Brother Wang that I will not tell anyone about this." Nian Wei transmitted back.
Wang Yi did not respond to her and silently stood there, waiting for the Killing Domain Space to open.
Xiao Xuan saw that Wang Yi was silent and dared not say much.
After a while, a rumbling sound suddenly echoed through the area, followed by a beam of white light shining in from outside.
"Brother Wang, you can rest assured that Xiao Xuan will never go back on her word," Xiao Xuan said eagerly as she rushed in front of Wang Yi and left the Killing Domain Space.
After a brief silence, Wang Yi moved his feet and transformed into a red light, disappearing. The next moment, he appeared on the Killing Fields.
Bilian, who was sitting quietly on the ground waiting, immediately woke up from his meditation upon hearing the rumbling sound. His gaze sharpened like that of an eagle as he quickly spotted Wang Yi. He soared into the air, excitement flashing in his eyes before quickly suppressing it. With a gloomy look, he stared at Wang Yi and coldly asked, "Did you get it?"
"Leave this place." Wang Yi glanced at the dozens of Breakthrough Experts around him and did not want to stay here any longer, though his face showed no emotion.
"Good." Bilian's face was grim as he looked Wang Yi up and down and said, "It seems you have made quite a harvest this time. In just seven hours, you managed to break through to Xuanjing Eightfold."
"Let's go." With that, Wang Yi transformed into a red light and disappeared.
Bilian watched Wang Yi with flickering eyes and followed him.
At that moment, the Killing Fields erupted in furious flames, countless strong warriors roared.
"Where is my son? Where has my son gone?"
"Damn it, why hasn't my son Wu Hao come out?" A middle-aged man in blood-red clothing glared at the slowly closing Killing Domain Space, his face filled with rage. He struck out with his palm, causing an explosion in the air, his momentum astonishing.
"No... this is bad. Emperor Shishi, Wind and Cloud Without Limits, and Ghostly Fury have all not come out."
"What is going on? Why did only two people come out this time? What exactly happened?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, but more people were filled with anger...
In Black Dragon City, at Qing Sang Inn.
"Hand it over!" Bilian's cold gaze fixed on Wang Yi as he said icily.
"Vermilion Bird Blood." Wang Yi's pupils constricted slightly as he suddenly felt a heavy pressure of Primordial Energy locking onto him. Every move he made was exposed under Bilian's watchful eyes, yet he still did his utmost to remain calm.
"Child, don't try to play tricks with me; otherwise, I will make you die a very miserable death." Bilian did not expect Wang Yi to dare bargain with him, and his expression darkened immediately, his gaze becoming extremely sinister.
“Vermilion Bird Blood.” Wang Yi said calmly, his expression unchanged.
“Hmph, show me the All Things Reviving Divine Mud first, otherwise how would I know if you are lying?” Bilian snorted coldly.
“Now I can take out the Vermilion Bird Blood!” Wang Yi paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and slowly took out the All Things Reviving Divine Mud, saying softly.
“Good, very good, hurry and give it to me.” Bilian looked at the All Things Reviving Divine Mud in Wang Yi's hand, his eyes revealing a fiery intensity and a hint of madness. Seeing that Wang Yi remained unmoved, he glanced at him, threw a bottle from his hand, and then snatched the All Things Reviving Divine Mud from Wang Yi, laughing heartily, “Indeed it is the All Things Reviving Divine Mud, indeed it is the All Things Reviving Divine Mud, this is wonderful, truly wonderful.” As he said this, Bilian laughed maniacally, his face twisted with excitement: “Meng Hang.”
“Senior, since that’s the case, I will take my leave now.” Wang Yi, unable to contain his excitement as he checked the bottle of Vermilion Bird Blood, was overjoyed. Seeing how crazed Bilian was over the All Things Reviving Divine Mud, he clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.
“No one can leave.”
Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice echoed from the night sky without warning. Wang Yi's expression changed slightly; before he could react, a loud rumble sounded in his ears. Then he saw the entire room shatter into pieces as a middle-aged man dressed in blood-red clothing appeared in the night sky.
“Transcendent Realm Expert.” Wang Yi's face changed drastically as he felt a terrifying pressure locking onto him, rendering him completely immobile. He recognized this person as Blood Sect Leader Wu Cong, father of Wu Hao.
“Tell me what happened in the Killing Domain Space. Why are only you and Xiao Xuan here? Where are the others?” The blood-clad man’s gaze was icy and devoid of emotion. “Do not attempt to deceive me; otherwise, this will be your fate.” With that, Wu Cong struck out with his palm, and with a loud crash, a building directly vanished from Wang Yi's sight.
“Se… Senior, I don’t know either.” Wang Yi looked at Wu Cong in horror, stumbling over his words.
“Hmph, since you are so ungrateful, let me see for myself!” Wu Cong glared at Wang Yi, letting out a heavy snort. His eyes suddenly turned blood-red as a streak of red light shot towards Wang Yi’s forehead like lightning.
Wang Yi's face changed dramatically as he hurriedly used his powerful Soul Power to protect himself.
“Hmph.”
A powerful wave of Soul Power slammed into Wang Yi's soul, causing him to grunt and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Hmm, still got some strength left," Wu Cong thought, surprised that Wang Yi was able to withstand a layer of his Soul Power. However, he quickly snorted coldly and said, "Die."
"Fire Spirit, assist me!" Wang Yi shouted fiercely, and a strong surge of Soul Power erupted from his Sea of Consciousness, crashing into Wu Cong's soul.
"Ah!" Wu Cong had never anticipated that Wang Yi's soul would be so terrifying. With his soul damaged, he let out a muffled groan and blood trickled from his mouth as he glared at Wang Yi. "You should die." He then struck out with his palm, summoning a massive blood-red hand that appeared above Wang Yi and Bilian, resembling a mountain stained with blood, pressing down upon them.
The blood-red hand exuded an overwhelming aura, its terrifying pressure causing the surrounding buildings to explode under the immense force.
"Damn it."
Suddenly, Bilian's eyes erupted with a green light. With swirling green energy in his hands, he swung forward, unleashing a beam of green light that shot towards the descending blood-red hand at an incredible speed. The two forces collided with a thunderous roar, momentarily halting the descent of the blood-red hand.
In this critical moment, Wang Yi transformed into a red flash and dashed into the night.
"So you were hiding your strength. But I believe you must be seriously injured; otherwise, you wouldn't have fallen to this state," Wu Cong said, a hint of surprise crossing his face before quickly vanishing. He coldly looked at Bilian and said, "In that case, let me kill you first before finishing off that brat."
"Hehe, I have been Lian Bi for decades in the Zongheng Song Kingdom and have never heard such bold claims. You think you can kill me? You're not worthy," Bilian laughed ominously, his voice chilling like the cold wind of winter sweeping through the air.
"Is that so?" Wu Cong sneered coldly and reached out towards Lian Bi.
In the night sky, Wang Yi raced forward, quickly pondering where to go next.
An hour later, a stretch of Barren Land appeared ahead.
Suddenly, five figures rushed in from a distance.
“Xiao Xuan.”
“Wang Yi.”
Wang Yi looked at Xiao Xuan in surprise. Beside him was a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothing, his face pale, clearly severely injured.
Upon seeing Wang Yi, the middle-aged man's expression darkened, and he raised a hand to strike.
“Father, stop! He is not one of Emperor Xie or Ghost Cold's people,” Xiao Xuan exclaimed urgently.
“Who is he?” the middle-aged man asked with a face full of killing intent.
“He is Wang Yi, a friend of mine,” Xiao Xuan hurriedly replied.
“Zizi Wang Yi, I have met North King.” Wang Yi heard Xiao Xuan refer to this middle-aged man as his father and was certain that this person must be North King Xiao Xingyun, one of the Slaughtering Four Kings. However, he was puzzled as to why such a prominent North King and Transcendent Realm Expert would end up in such a dire situation.
“North King, Ghost Cold is coming quickly. There is no time to lose; you and Young Master should leave at once,” a man wielding a Broad-Backed Blade urged anxiously.
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