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"Leave no one behind."
At that moment, a shadow swept out from the vast Deep Forest, followed by a large group of Black-Clad Warriors.
"Kill!" "Kill!"
Both sides, upon seeing each other, were blinded by rage, devoid of any humanity.
This was merely a part of the vast Eastern King Palace, which occupied the entire Wolf Mountain, spanning dozens of locations.
Perhaps the master knew that tonight would be a night of slaughter, for even the moonlight had dimmed, casting a gloomy glow that seemed to drape the night in a veil of mist.
Under the night sky, two figures advanced slowly. The dim moonlight illuminated one of them, revealing a resolute face. The cold night wind blew past, lifting a few strands of black hair; Wang Yi's expression grew colder.
Listening to the sounds of battle in the darkness, Wang Yi remained focused. He knew that this plan had long been orchestrated by Xiao Xingyun.
This was a night of slaughter.
A sleepless night.
A night for settling debts.
"Without the Eastern King's orders, anyone who intrudes into the palace will die!"
Dozens of Transformation Realm and Breakthrough Experts surged out from the palace.
Leading them was a powerful Transcendence Realm Eighth Layer expert, exuding an aura of danger. He was none other than Han Zhong, the chief general of Emperor Xie.
“Xiao Xingyun?” Han Zhong looked at the two figures in the sky, his pupils constricting as his gaze fell on Xiao Xingyun.
“Indeed, it is I.” Xiao Xingyun stood in the void, his clothes rustling fiercely. He looked at Han Zhong and the others, speaking calmly.
“May I ask why North King has come at this late hour?” Han Zhong ignored the sounds of shouting and killing around him and bowed to inquire.
“Nothing much, just here to take Emperor Xie's life.” Xiao Xingyun said calmly. Although his tone was calm, the killing intent in his words was unmistakable and chilling.
“What?”
Upon hearing this, Han Zhong and the others immediately changed their expressions.
“Emperor Xie, an old friend has arrived. Why don’t you come out to greet me? Are you hoping to be a turtle hiding in its shell?” Xiao Xingyun's voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout Wolf Mountain, filling the air with a sense of impending doom.
“North King…” Han Zhong wore a cold expression, but under Xiao Xingyun's pressure, he did not dare to act first.
“Surrenderers will be spared.” Xiao Xingyun glanced at Han Zhong and the others before slowly speaking.
“Hmph, stop wasting words. Last time you were chased by Eastern King like a drowned rat; this time will be no different.” A burly man in a short shirt stepped forward, at the Transcendence Realm Fifth Layer.
“Seeking death.”
Cold words escaped from Xiao Xingyun's mouth as he waved his hand, and a flash of green light appeared before him like lightning.
“Ah!”
Accompanied by a piercing and desperate scream, the person’s body was suddenly split in two, intestines and blood spilling everywhere.
"Go, Eastern King will be out soon; he's doomed."
A Black-Clad Man charged forward, raising his long knife to strike at Xiao Xingyun's head, the Blade Light shining like snow, cold and desolate.
"Thud."
Without any movement from Xiao Xingyun, the man was cleaved in two, blood staining the night sky, with no chance to react.
"Kill!"
"We have the numbers; let's fight them! Eastern King will avenge us."
"Boom!"
A wave of energy erupted from Wang Yi's palm, sweeping over a Transcendence Realm Fourth Layer expert, who was engulfed in terror as his body was torn into countless pieces, turning into a mass of flesh and blood, a gruesome sight beyond description.
Then, Wang Yi stepped forward, and immediately a sound like Thunder striking the ground echoed through the night sky as he directly stomped on a Sixth Level of Transformation Realm expert. A surge of Primordial Energy erupted, and with a crack, the latter's chest cavity shattered, blood gushing out like a fountain, staining the white stone slab red.
"Kill him!"
A Seventh Layer of the Transformation Realm expert saw that Wang Yi was merely at the Transcendence Realm Fifth Layer, and immediately approached with a cruel smile. He swung his large knife, unleashing a brilliant blade light that sliced toward Wang Yi's head like a whip.
"Hehe, die!"
At the same time, another Transcendence Realm Fifth Layer Expert approached, and a fiery red Palm Seal immediately formed in his hand. With a rumbling sound, it charged toward Wang Yi like a massive mountain.
"Poof! Poof!"
Seeing this, Wang Yi gently shook his head, transforming his palm into a blade and drawing out an arc of sword energy. He forcefully shattered both the blade light and the Palm Seal, swiftly cutting the two men in half, their guts spilling out and blood flowing everywhere.
"Shh!"
At that moment, a sword energy attacked from behind him.
"Clang."
The Sword of Slaughter was swung like a whip, directly colliding with the sword energy from behind, sending sparks flying.
"Die!"
A sinister-looking man approached with a sword, his tone filled with murderous intent.
"Crack!"
In the Sinister Man's astonished gaze, Wang Yi cleaved the long sword in two with a single strike. Then, the Sword of Slaughter transformed into a blood-red blade. With a splatter, blood gushed from the man's throat, and soon after, a head flew up, blood spraying from the decapitated body like water droplets.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Simultaneously, several piercing screams echoed throughout the area.
Suddenly, four heads soared into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty powerful individuals were reduced to fewer than five.
"Die!"
A cold voice was uttered by Xiao Xingyun as a Giant Palm Print, carrying a tremendous energy aura, crashed toward the four powerful individuals.
"Ah!"
The remaining five were terrified and hurriedly retreated.
"Trying to escape?" Xiao Xingyun said coldly.
With that, he moved closer.
At this critical moment of life and death, a clear, sharp sound suddenly echoed from above the hall. Then, a hundred-foot-long Azure Sword Qi shot out from within the hall at an incredible speed, like lightning breaking through the air or a comet sweeping across the moon, colliding with the Giant Palm Print.
"Crack!"
Both the Azure Sword Qi and the Giant Palm Print contained two terrifying energy auras. The moment they made contact, a crisp shattering sound rang out. Following a cold snort, both exploded with a rumbling sound, unleashing a terrifying blast that sent waves soaring a hundred feet high, instantly turning the vast square into a scene of devastation.
"Fengyunxin."
"Xiao Xingyun."
A green shadow swept out from the main hall, revealing a refined middle-aged man holding a shimmering green longsword. It was Fengyunxin.
"I have met the Southern King."
The remaining five powerful individuals, having narrowly escaped death, finally felt relieved upon seeing Fengyunxin.
"You really didn't die?" Fengyunxin stared directly at Xiao Xingyun, his expression serious.
"You two are still alive, so how could I be dead?" Xiao Xingyun smiled faintly, but his voice suddenly turned cold as he said, "I came this time to send you to meet Ghost Cold and Wu Cong. I believe they would be very pleased to see you."
"Is that so?" Fengyunxin shot a cold glance at Xiao Xingyun and Wang Yi, saying, "Just you alone?"
"I alone am enough." Xiao Xingyun knew that Fengyunxin had never seen Wang Yi's true appearance and did not explain further, speaking coldly.
"It seems you are truly getting worse with age. Since that's the case, let me send you off tonight!" Fengyunxin's gaze darkened as he spoke with a murderous intent.
With that, he waved his hand: "You all go guard the Eastern King."
Upon hearing this, the five immediately flew towards the main hall.
"Wang Yi brother, it's up to you now," Xiao Xingyun said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry!"
In response, Wang Yi appeared calm as he coldly replied and soared towards the main hall.
"You think..." Fengyunxin did not take Wang Yi seriously at all; a Transcendent Realm Fifth Layer Warrior could not stir up much trouble.
However, before he could finish his words, a series of piercing screams erupted from behind him. Turning around, he saw five headless corpses appear in his line of sight, blood gushing out in spurts, staining the stone steps crimson.
"Damn it."
Fengyunxin's expression darkened as he realized he had been careless and immediately flew toward Wang Yi.
"Your opponent is me."
Xiao Xingyun would not let Fengyunxin leave so easily and struck out with a palm, coldly stating.
"Hmph, do you really think he is a match for Emperor Xie? Dream on!" Fengyunxin reluctantly halted his movement and retaliated with the same palm strike.
"How would you know if you don't try?" Xiao Xingyun sneered. "Today, I will make you pay in blood for your debts." His voice was icy, as if it came from the depths of hell, chilling to the bone.
"Boom!"
In an instant, their palms collided, producing a sound like steel clashing that was deafening.
At the same time, Wang Yi had already arrived at the front of the hall. The interior was pitch black and silent.
"Those who trespass into the hall shall die!"
As Wang Yi stepped into the hall, a cold voice suddenly echoed from deep within the dark chamber.
"Whoosh."
Accompanied by a piercing sound of slicing wind, a shadow darted out from the formless darkness. A black fist shot through the air, striking fiercely towards Wang Yi's head. The sharp sound of the wind seemed as if it would shatter Wang Yi's skull, terrifying beyond measure.
"Bang!"
The sound was akin to metal clashing against stone. Anyone else would have been stunned, their eardrums nearly bursting from the impact, but Wang Yi remained expressionless, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he casually threw a punch, colliding with the incoming fist.
"Whoosh."
What Wang Yi did not expect was that the figure in the darkness actually used the recoil to vanish back into the shadows. The vast hall fell silent, eerily quiet.
"Hmph."
A cold snort escaped Wang Yi's nose, breaking the stillness of the darkness. Soon after, a faint sound of breathing reached his ears, indistinct and vague. His lips curled into a cold smile as he took a step forward, merging into the darkness like a ghostly shadow.
"Whoosh."
A chill wind swept through the great hall.
"Rip!"
A clear sound of a sword ringing echoed as a blood-red flash of light flickered in the darkness, followed by a sharp "hiss." In the quiet dark, it was unmistakably clear.
"Tick-tock!"
The sound of fresh blood dripping onto the stone slab echoed, clear as water droplets falling onto porcelain.
"Shh!"
A sound of flesh being torn apart followed, immediately followed by a piercing scream.
"You... how did you discover me?"
A trembling voice emerged from the darkness.
In the dark, Wang Yi's gaze flickered, his expression cold as he said lightly, "The dead have no need to know these things."
Before his words fell, a flash of Bloodlight shot up from somewhere in the darkness, and then there was a sound, after which the darkness fell silent.
"It turns out I have met you long ago."
Suddenly, a voice devoid of emotion came from the darkness: "I thought everything was within my expectations, but who knew it was all just for you to wear the wedding dress."
Wang Yi stood in the dark, holding the Sword of Slaughter, his eyes flickering slightly. He knew that the person hidden in the darkness was Emperor Xie.
"If I am not mistaken, the Ghostly Daoist is already dead." Emperor Xie's voice was devoid of joy or sorrow, like calm lake water that stirred not a single wave. Whereas Emperor Xie's previous words were filled with dominance and arrogance, now he sounded like an ordinary person, indifferent to everything around him.
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