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Under the fierce gaze of the White-Clad Elder, the Slaughtering Sword Qi was shattered into pieces, and the Red Palm descended like a great mountain, pressing down on Wang Yi with overwhelming force.
"Child, die." The White-Clad Elder's eyes were blood-red, and his face was twisted with rage. At this moment, his desire to kill Wang Yi had reached its peak: "This sword contains the power of my Nine Layers. With your mere Breakthrough level three cultivation, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking through."
Unexpectedly, Wang Yi remained calm, showing no signs of fear.
One sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
The Sword of Slaughter represented the most terrifying killing intent and power in this world, causing hearts to tremble.
Three Slaughtering Sword Qis struck hard against the Red Palm.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Three crisp sounds rang out, and then three shallow cracks appeared on the Red Palm, which ceased to press down any further.
Seeing this, the White-Clad Elder showed a look of shock. Suddenly, a sharp sound of slicing air filled the atmosphere as three dense Slaughtering Sword Qis shot through the air.
"What?" The White-Clad Elder's expression changed drastically: "Child, I didn't expect you to master this set of killing Martial Arts. You cannot be spared." With that, he waved his large sleeve through the air, causing currents to gather around him and form a massive Water Droplet several meters in size.
"Rise."
The White-Clad Elder raised his hand and lightly commanded. The Water Droplet seemed to weigh thousands of pounds; as it ascended, it emitted a rumbling sound like a Thunderous Voice: "Go."
Rumbling!
As the White-Clad Elder's voice fell, the enormous Water Droplet shot forward like lightning, creating a sonic boom in the air.
Wherever the giant Water Droplet passed, the air exploded, grass and trees flew about, and sand and stones scattered as if a comet were sweeping across the moon, leaving behind a three-meter-wide white trail in the air.
Crack!
Three strands of Slaughtering Sword Qi slashed at the Water Droplets, immediately disappearing without a trace, as if drawn into a suction vortex, silent and unseen.
"Eh."
Seeing this, Wang Yi was taken aback. The Water Droplets seemed small, but the gravity contained within was at least several hundred thousand pounds, which was why it produced such a sound.
The White-Clad Elder chuckled coldly. This move of his was called Water Manipulation Technique, which utilized Primordial Energy to condense the air currents together and then compress them infinitely with immense force, causing the gravity of the Water Droplets to reach a terrifying level. Even a single droplet could weigh thousands of pounds. Therefore, he was confident that Wang Yi had no chance of surviving this attack.
"Break for me!"
Wang Yi shouted angrily, his Primordial Energy surging forth like a lake that had opened its floodgates, transmitting power to his arm. Suddenly, the Sword of Slaughter in his hand swelled dramatically, transforming into a giant sword. The blade was blood-red, its edge sharp and imposing, exuding an aura of slaughter that pierced the heart and instilled fear in anyone who beheld it.
Slash!
A deep and heavy sound erupted from Wang Yi's mouth, shaking the air!
As his voice fell, the Sword of Slaughter swept out horizontally, tearing the air apart as if it were a blood river intercepting between Wang Yi and the White-Clad Elder. The dense and indestructible Slaughtering Sword Qi was terrifyingly tangible; within a hundred feet radius, all trees were shattered into wood chips.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Three consecutive explosions rang out, deafening.
"Die!"
The White-Clad Elder looked at this Slaughtering Sword Qi with astonishment in his eyes. No matter how he thought about it, he never expected that Wang Yi could unleash such sharp sword energy. The power contained within it was enough to annihilate any Breakthrough Level Five expert. At this moment, the White-Clad Elder's killing intent towards Wang Yi intensified by threefold; he was determined to eradicate Wang Yi in his cradle.
When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind must blow it down!
He absolutely could not allow Wang Yi to grow; otherwise, Canglan Sect would face its greatest crisis in history.
Crack!
The Sword of Slaughter struck the Water Droplets without any obstruction, producing an almost inaudible sound. Then, a crisp crack spread at an incredible speed, engulfing the entire area. Soon after, a blood mark appeared on the surface of the Water Droplets, followed by a loud explosion as the Water Droplets burst under the terrifying Sword of Slaughter, creating a shower of droplets.
Each droplet weighed over ten thousand pounds, falling from the sky to the ground with a resounding crash, akin to meteorites hitting the earth. The ground within a hundred feet trembled violently, and countless deep craters appeared on the surface.
"Kill!"
Wang Yi moved, transforming into a shadow of blood that appeared within ten feet of the White-Clad Elder in the blink of an eye. He raised the Sword of Slaughter high and slashed down with overwhelming force.
The sound of tearing filled the air!
Seeing this, a flicker of emotion finally crossed the face of the White-Clad Elder. As he retreated rapidly, he swept his large hand, channeling thick Primordial Energy to strike back fiercely.
However, this Sword of Slaughter was Wang Yi's most powerful attack at that moment, infused with an intense Slaughtering Sword Qi that would make any Breakthrough Expert tremble in fear.
Just as the White-Clad Elder retreated ten feet away, the Sword of Slaughter brushed past him, accompanied by a piercing scream. A hand was swept away in the chaos, and a torrent of blood gushed from the White-Clad Elder's severed arm like a fountain, raining down blood.
"Ah!"
At this moment, the aura of strength that surrounded the White-Clad Elder vanished without a trace. In its place was sheer horror; his eyes were filled with fear. For the first time in decades, he felt death was so close to him.
"Child, I will kill you," the White-Clad Elder growled, his face twisted in rage like a ferocious beast.
Wang Yi was startled; even ants strive to survive, let alone such a powerful being as the White-Clad Elder.
However, what he did not expect was that after roaring, the White-Clad Elder transformed into a beam of white light and shot upwards.
He fled. Without any hesitation, the White-Clad Elder knew he was severely injured and his Vital Energy was depleted. Attempting to kill Wang Yi would be akin to dreaming. Thus, he feigned strength and thought to himself: "Child, I will spare you this time. Next time, I will personally tear you apart."
"Thinking of escaping?"
Wang Yi snorted coldly and reached out into thin air. A powerful suction suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The fleeing White-Clad Elder's face turned pale with terror as he realized he could not move an inch.
"Please don't!" The White-Clad Elder begged as he looked back at Wang Yi's murderous gaze.
In the old man's piercing screams, Wang Yi waved his hand, unleashing the Cloud Manipulation Palm. Instantly, he absorbed the latter into his palm. With a crack, a streak of Blood Sword Qi sliced through the throat of the White-Clad Elder, and a head flew up as a fountain of blood erupted from the decapitated body, staining the white clouds above.
Wang Yi cautiously scanned his surroundings, retrieved the White-Clad Elder's Storage Ring, and vanished above the Deep Forest.
Canglan Sect, Offering Pavilion.
Unbelievable shouts erupted from within as Zhang Ye stumbled out in a panic, terrified to the core: "What kind of person did our sect just kill? Elder Wang and the others had Breakthrough Four cultivation levels, and Elder Wang himself is a master at Breakthrough Six. How could such a powerful expert just die like that? This is truly hard for Zhang Ye to believe."
It should be noted that although Canglan Sect had rarely appeared before the world in recent decades, anyone with even a slightly stronger power knew that Canglan Sect was one of the three great overlords of the Song Dynasty, and no one dared to provoke them.
"Could it be that my Song Dynasty is about to change?" Zhang Ye thought in shock.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The loud bell tolled on Wangu Mountain, resonant and clear; however, today's bell sounded heavy due to Zhang Ye's burdened heart.
Every disciple of Canglan Sect felt their hearts grow heavy upon hearing the bell.
The Song Dynasty is about to change!
Soon, countless streaks of light shot through the air, appearing above Azure Wind Hall.
Each figure was dressed in white, emanating energy fluctuations not inferior to those of Profound Realm Warriors. Among them were more than ten whose energy fluctuations were at least those of Breakthrough Experts. They were all elders of Canglan Sect; it was because of their presence that Canglan Sect dominated the Song Kingdom.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
Dozens of white-clad individuals bowed in unison.
At some point, Meng Hang sat on his throne with a grim expression; murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He slammed his hand down, and with a loud crash, the seat turned to dust.
"Sect Master, please calm your anger," everyone pleaded in unison.
"Calm my anger? How can you expect me to calm down? Within such a short time, I lost eight Breakthrough Experts from Canglan Sect. Tell me how I am supposed to calm down!" Meng Hang's gaze was extremely cold and fierce, his voice icy enough to freeze the air around them, causing these Breakthrough Experts to not even dare to breathe loudly.
"Wang Yi, this person first killed the leader of the Wen Cang Sect, Yunhe, then killed the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, Zhou Mengling. Now he has also killed eight elders of my Canglan Sect. He truly deserves to die a thousand deaths," Meng Hang said coldly, glancing around at everyone. "This child is not yet twenty years old and has already reached Breakthrough Triple Warrior. His true strength is comparable to that of a Breakthrough Sixfold expert. If given time, within three years he will surely become a Transcendent Realm Expert, posing the greatest threat to my Canglan Sect's standing in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, this child must not be allowed to live."
After a pause, Meng Hang's sharp gaze swept over everyone. "Who among you is willing to kill him for our sect?"
The crowd exchanged glances, silent. They knew that Elder Wang had the cultivation of Breakthrough Sixfold and was killed by Wang Yi; going forward would be akin to seeking death.
The hall fell into an eerie silence, devoid of sound.
"Hmph, waste, waste! With so many of you here, is there not one who can kill Wang Yi?" Seeing everyone remain silent, Meng Hang's face darkened as he shouted angrily.
"Forgive us, Sect Master." The crowd trembled in fear as they glanced at Meng Hang and bowed in unison.
"Hmph, where are the Yin-Yang Elders?" Meng Hang asked coldly.
Before his words fell, two elderly figures stepped out from the crowd. One was tall and dressed in white, with skin as pale as snow; the other was short and dressed in black, with skin as dark as charcoal. Yet both exuded a strong aura of Vital Energy, their eyes gleaming with intensity.
"What level have you both reached in your Yin-Yang Divine Art?" Meng Hang asked coldly.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, we have reached the eighth level," the Yin-Yang Elders replied.
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