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"I only need one move." Cold Yin said proudly.
"I..." Impermanence's face turned red with anxiety.
"Hmph, do you think you can make him commit suicide in front of the leader without using your hands?" Cold Yin said, revealing a smug expression as he spoke slowly.
Impermanence's expression changed in urgency, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Yi waving his hand, "Alright, the three elders should stop arguing. I will handle this matter personally. You three just wait here. It will take no more than six months and no less than three months for me to return."
"Understood."
The three of them showed disappointment on their faces, but seeing Wang Yi's determined expression, they bowed.
"Rest assured, once the three elders thoroughly comprehend the first half of the insights, I will provide you with the second half." Wang Yi said with a smile.
"Thank you, leader."
The three were overjoyed and spoke in unison.
It should be noted that the three of them had been stuck at the Pinnacle of the Ninth Layer of Transformation Realm for many years. The insights from the Void-Viewing Three Realms were crucial for them, comparable to their lives.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded and said, "The Martial Alliance has been established, but it still needs to grow stronger. Therefore, the recruitment of martial artists will be handled by the three elders, allowing more homeless martial artists to become members of my Martial Alliance." After a pause, Wang Yi continued, "However, please be cautious with these martial artists. Do not let those with ulterior motives join my Martial Alliance."
"Understood."
Wang Yi nodded and pondered for a moment before saying, "The responsibility of whether my Martial Alliance can develop and grow is entrusted to the three elders. I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Understood."
Cold Yin and the others quickly nodded.
Afterward, after a few instructions from Wang Yi, he and Lian Bi surged forward, transforming into two streaks of light heading towards the Song Kingdom.
Jincheng.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two sounds of wind breaking through the air echoed as two figures emerged from the void, it was indeed Wang Yi and Lian Bi.
"Finally back."
As the two landed and gazed at the towering and majestic Jincheng before them, Wang Yi murmured, "Meng Hang, I, Wang Yi, have returned." His voice was calm and light, but the killing intent within made Lian Bi, a Sixth Level of Transformation Realm expert, feel a chill in his heart.
"Young Master, Meng Hang is still searching for you everywhere. You see..." Lian Bi hinted.
"Then let him come," Wang Yi replied coldly.
At this moment, Wang Yi was not in disguise; it was his true appearance. Lian Bi was worried that Meng Hang would discover Wang Yi ahead of time, causing unnecessary trouble.
"Let's go."
Wang Yi waved his sleeve and headed towards the city gate.
Lian Bi looked at the graceful figure before him, his eyes shining with determination as he murmured, "Now that the Young Master has the strength to slay a Pinnacle of the Ninth Layer of Transformation Realm expert, he shouldn't regard that old fellow Meng Hang any longer."
"Meng Hang, if you knew today would come, you would probably regret it," Lian Bi murmured.
With that, he followed closely behind.
Before long, Wang Yi and Lian Bi entered Jincheng. Initially thinking that Meng Hang's pursuit should not have ended yet, Wang Yi was surprised to find that there wasn't a single member of the Canglan Sect in the city looking for him. Although it was somewhat strange, Wang Yi did not take it to heart.
The strong have never looked down on the weak.
Now, Wang Yi has that qualification.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound came from ahead.
Wang Yi raised an eyebrow and gazed into the distance, where he saw two figures engaged in battle. Both were young men in their twenties; one was dressed in green, tall and slender, with red lips and white teeth, exceptionally handsome, possessing a cultivation level of Breakthrough Four; the other, the White-Clad Youth, also had an extraordinary appearance, with a hint of heroism in his brows, also at Breakthrough Four.
Around the two were several Green-Clad Men and white-clad individuals.
"Canglan Sect."
Wang Yi's gaze fell on the Qingmu Tablet at the waist of the White-Clad Youth, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. At this moment, he held no good feelings toward anyone from Canglan Sect. Although he had never met the White-Clad Youth, he knew that among those who were hunting him down, this person must be included.
"Young Master, these White-Clad Youths are from Canglan Sect, and their status is not low; they should be true disciples," Lian Bi said respectfully as he withdrew his gaze.
"Oh, is that so?" Wang Yi replied with a cold smile. "Since they are disciples of Meng Hang, there’s no reason to let them live."
"Should I take action?" Lian Bi asked. He and Meng Hang were sworn enemies, so he naturally had no good feelings toward the younger generation of Canglan Sect either.
"What about the others? Which faction do they belong to?" Wang Yi's eyes sparkled with intensity. In Song Kingdom, a faction that dared to openly oppose Canglan Sect must not be ordinary.
"They are disciples of Ziyang Sect," Lian Bi replied.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded. The Ziyang Sect and Canglan Sect had long been at odds with each other; it was quite common for disciples from both sects to engage in conflict.
"Ding ding ding!"
The incessant Clang of Metal rang out, and sparks flew through the air, glinting coldly as the sword light shimmered.
With each sound, two figures separated from one another.
The White-Clad Youth pointed his sword directly at the Azure Robed Youth, his expression cold as he said, “Feng Shen Yu, you are no match for me. Surrender.”
“Hmph, Xue Yinghe, do you think you can make me surrender? No way,” replied the young man named Feng Shen Yu with a cold snort.
“Xue Shixiong, stop wasting time with him. The Ziyang Sect has always been at odds with our Canglan Sect. Killing him will solve everything.”
“Yes, kill them.”
The disciples of Canglan Sect shouted in agreement.
“Hmph, Feng Shen Yu, your Canglan Sect is nothing but this; you can only bark in front of us. When Wang Yi caused chaos in your Canglan Sect, killing fifteen elders, why didn’t we hear you shout then?”
“That’s right, your Canglan Sect is like a mad dog, biting anyone it catches. When faced with someone powerful, you can only tuck your tail and run away like a rat fleeing the street.”
“Hmph, even when Meng Zongzhu personally intervened, Wang Yi still managed to escape. Your Canglan Sect really has no one left to rely on.”
The people from the Ziyang Sect were not willing to back down either, shouting loudly and making the members of Canglan Sect furious.
“Hmph, that Wang Yi was killed by our Canglan Sect like a rat fleeing the street. He escaped from the Song Kingdom, and now we don’t even know where he is. Can’t you see that, Ziyang Sect?”
“As long as I am in the Song Dynasty, the son of Wang Yi dares not return to the Song Kingdom.”
“That’s right, no one is an exception. Anyone who dares to oppose our Canglan Sect will only find themselves on a dead end.”
The disciples of Canglan Sect all wore disdainful expressions, filled with righteous indignation.
"Really?"
At that moment, a cold voice pierced through the air, clearly reaching everyone's ears. "In that case, let the Canglan Sect disappear."
"Arrogant! Who are you? Show yourself!"
"Who is speaking? If you have the guts, come out!"
"Looking for death."
Before the words fell, the disciples of the Canglan Sect all revealed murderous intent.
"Whoosh."
A figure clad in Gale suddenly appeared out of thin air. Everyone felt a fierce wind enveloping them, causing them to stagger backward. In the blink of an eye, the crowded street opened up a space, and then they saw a young man with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips, walking out leisurely.
"Wang Yi!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd called out the young man's name.
"Wang... Wang Yi, he's back."
"Does he want to die? The Canglan Sect will definitely not let him go at this time."
"This time he's doomed."
Before the words were finished, the surroundings erupted into chaos with discussions.
"What? Weren't you just saying you wanted to kill me?" Wang Yi looked at a disciple of the Canglan Sect with a half-smile and said slowly.
"Wang Yi, if you dare to come back, it seems you don't know how to write the word 'death.'" This disciple of the Canglan Sect shivered involuntarily under Wang Yi's cold gaze, but seeing Xue Yinghe beside him, he gritted his teeth and spoke coldly.
"Hmph, Wang Yi, you're dead for sure. This time you come back, don't think you'll leave alive." Another Canglan Sect disciple shouted.
"Enough nonsense, hurry and report to the Elders." Yet another Canglan Sect disciple urged.
"Whoosh!"
One Canglan Sect disciple, seeing that Wang Yi showed no signs of leaving, was overjoyed and hurriedly took out a Signal Flare, which immediately shot up into the sky.
"Hehe, Wang Yi, you're definitely dead."
After doing all this, the Canglan Sect disciple said with a cold expression, "With Elder Wang and the others here, you will die without a complete corpse."
"Wang Yi, aren't you planning to escape?" Xue Yinghe said coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Escape?" Wang Yi glanced at Xue Yinghe, shook his head, and said, "The one who should escape is not me, but you all."
"Hahaha..."
Hearing this, the Canglan Sect disciples burst into laughter.
"Wang Yi, I don't know where you get such courage from, but you're definitely dead."
"Yes, no matter how powerful you are, you will die without a complete corpse."
"This time, not only will I not escape, but I also intend to pay a visit to your Canglan Sect and meet your sect leader." Wang Yi's laughter was cold and devoid of emotion as he looked at Xue Yinghe and the others as if they were already dead.
"Hiss!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at Wang Yi, discussing among themselves.
"Wang Yi is indeed arrogant, waiting here for the elder of Canglan Sect. It seems he is doomed this time."
"That's right, there are four elders from Canglan Sect present, all powerful Transformation Realm experts. Wang Yi is on a dead end."
Xue Yinghe coldly stared at Wang Yi, waving his sleeve and said, "Feng Shen Yu, consider yourselves lucky today. Our Canglan Sect will tear Wang Yi apart. You Ziyang Sect members should leave immediately."
"Xue Yinghe, we have no intention of leaving just yet. We want to see how you plan to tear Wang Yi apart," Feng Shen Yu replied with a smile, then waved his hand and said, "Let's step back and enjoy the show."
"Yes!"
The members of Ziyang Sect chuckled and retreated.
"I told your Canglan Sect elders to come quickly to their deaths. I don't have much time to waste on you. After killing you, I still need to pay a visit to Meng Zongzhu," Wang Yi said coldly.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Suddenly, piercing sounds of wind cutting through the air echoed from above.
"Wang Yi, you're seeking death."
"How bold! Today is your day to die."
"Die!"
Three cold and ruthless shouts almost simultaneously reached Wang Yi's ears.
"Whoosh."
As the sound faded, four elderly figures in long robes appeared before Wang Yi, each gazing coldly at him.
"Are you done?"
Wang Yi glanced at the four and replied coldly.
"Seeking death!"
One tall elder, with a fierce expression, leaped forward. With a sweep of his robe, he extended a large hand, raised high like a great blade, enveloped in a chilling flame that surged toward Wang Yi's face.
The fiery palm blade sliced through the air, emitting a strange whistling sound, appearing before Wang Yi in the blink of an eye.
"Die!"
The elder shouted fiercely, looking at Wang Yi as if he were staring at a dead man.
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