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However, Wang Yi remained motionless, his gaze as calm as water, staring at the old man with a twisted face. A cold smile crept onto his lips as he suddenly waved his large sleeve. A milky white gust of wind appeared in front of him, swirling like a tornado, crashing into the fiery palm strike.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed, and a large amount of blood gushed out. Then came the old man's piercing scream, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Wang Yi, trembling and unable to speak, "You... you..."
"Bang bang bang!"
Wang Yi let out a light snort and appeared before the old man like a ghost. He grasped the old man's arm and twisted it gently. With a crack, accompanied by the old man's shrill scream, Wang Yi forcefully pulled the arm off and casually tossed it to the ground.
"Ah!"
The old man was terrified, his face twisted beyond recognition.
"Thud."
Wang Yi slashed his palm across the old man's throat, causing blood to spurt out in torrents.
With a thud, the old man’s eyes widened as he collapsed to the ground, blood staining the earth.
All of this seemed slow but actually happened in the blink of an eye.
The crowd stared at the corpse on the ground, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads. They exchanged glances and gasped in shock, unable to speak.
"Hiss!"
In an instant, the air was filled with sounds of gasping.
"He is a Transcendent Realm Expert, yet he couldn't withstand Wang Yi's attack?"
After a long time, someone finally spoke in shock.
"Impossible, this is all a lie. How could Master Xu die at your hands?"
"It must not be true. Master Xu is a strong expert at the Transcendence Realm Fourth Layer; how could he be killed by you?"
The disciples of Canglan Sect were filled with disbelief, shaking their heads like rattles.
"Are you coming to die one by one, or will you come together?" Wang Yi said calmly as he looked at the three White-Clad Elders.
"Die!"
Suddenly, a cold killing intent emanated from one of the White-Clad Elders, who had unknowingly drawn a treasure sword that appeared before Wang Yi in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!"
Wang Yi slowly extended his index and middle fingers, effortlessly pinching the tip of the sword held by the White-Clad Elder. Looking at him coldly, he said, "Since you're so eager, let me send you on your way to spare him the loneliness of traveling alone." With that, he snorted coldly, applied slight pressure with his fingers, and with a snap, a section of the sword tip was severed. He casually swung it out, and with a thud, it pierced into the elder's heart, blood gushing forth and staining his long robe.
"Wang Yi pushed the corpse of the White-Clad Elder aside with one hand and smiled as he looked at the two shocked elders of Canglan Sect. 'Now it's your turn.'"
"No!"
An elderly man of medium build shouted in disbelief at Wang Yi.
“.”
Wang Yi moved, and in the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of the man. With a single palm strike, there was a sound as the man's head shattered into pieces, red and white splattering across the surrounding space. The corpse fell, blood staining the ground.
“Run!”
The last Elder in Long Robe finally reacted, desperately shouting at Xue Yinghe and the others.
“Since you’re here, you all shall stay!”
A cold voice came from Wang Yi as he slowly extended his palm. Without any visible movement, the next moment, the Elder in Long Robe was enveloped by a mass of milky white energy.
“Cloud Manipulation Palm.”
“Ah!”
The Elder in Long Robe let out a scream, spitting out a mouthful of blood before losing all breath.
“The Elder is dead.”
“The Elder is dead!”
Two disciples of Canglan Sect looked in disbelief at the four corpses on the ground, shouting in shock.
"Leave quickly."
Xue Yinghe drew his long sword and leaped into the air, intending to escape. However, before he could take off, a cold voice rang out, "Leave everything behind!"
"Thud thud thud!"
Three consecutive sounds of flesh exploding echoed, and then Xue Yinghe and the others vanished from everyone's sight, leaving only a pile of flesh that was indistinguishable.
"Wow."
Looking at the ground covered in blood and smelling the nauseating scent of blood in the air, many felt their internal energy surging uncontrollably, causing several to vomit.
"The Canglan Sect is finished this time."
A Breakthrough Warrior looked at Wang Yi, his pupils constricting as he murmured.
"Four strong individuals above the Transcendence Realm Fourth Layer couldn't stop him at all. What kind of strength does he possess?" Feng Shen Yu's eyes were filled with shock as he gazed at Wang Yi. Admiration showed on his face, but inside he was overjoyed; having this formidable enemy added to the Canglan Sect would be nothing but beneficial for their Ziyang Sect.
"Let's go."
Wang Yi said lightly to Lian Bi, who had stepped forward behind him.
"Wang... Wang Yi, please wait a moment." Feng Shen Yu saw Wang Yi about to leave and hesitated for a moment before finally gritting his teeth and speaking up.
"What is it?" Wang Yi replied coldly without turning back.
"Excuse me, are you heading to Wangu Mountain?" After Feng Shen Yu finished speaking, he noticed that Wang Yi remained indifferent and quickly added, "Our Ziyang Sect and Canglan Sect have always been at odds; we can help you."
"No need," Wang Yi replied lightly, transforming into a streak of light and heading towards Wangu Mountain.
Lian Bi followed closely behind.
"Senior Brother Feng?" a disciple of Ziyang Sect wondered.
"Let's go; we need to inform the Master immediately," Feng Shen Yu said excitedly.
"Why?"
"Canglan Sect is finished this time," Feng Shen Yu sneered.
With that, they hurriedly left Jincheng.
"It seems that Wang Yi has returned this time with no intention of letting Canglan Sect off the hook."
"Yeah, who would have expected a twenty-year-old youth to possess such formidable strength?"
"Meng Hang has really suffered this time; the Song Kingdom is about to change."
Those in Jincheng who had some insight watched Wang Yi's departing figure and murmured among themselves...
Wangu Mountain.
Canglan Sect, inside the main hall.
“!”
A loud sound echoed from within the hall, followed by a near-roaring voice, “Immediately summon all the elders who are out, right now!”
“Yes.”
A disciple in a long robe, drenched in cold sweat, stumbled out of the hall.
“All disciples assemble.”
Another cold voice came from inside the hall, “Wang Yi, since you dare to come, I, Meng Hang, will ensure that you return empty-handed this time.”
“Ding ding ding…”
Before the words fell, the vast bell sounds of Wangu Mountain immediately rang out, distant and grand.
On Wangu Mountain, disciples of Canglan Sect hurriedly made their way to Martial Arts Plaza.
“Something big has happened.”
This was the thought of all the disciples of Canglan Sect.
After a short while, the Martial Arts Plaza was filled with disciples of Canglan Sect, lined up in rows, all young people around seventeen or eighteen years old or in their twenties, both male and female.
"Wang Yi is here."
It was unclear from which part of the crowd these four words came.
"Ah!"
A gasp arose from the crowd.
"I heard that the four elders of Jincheng have all been killed by him, including Senior Brother Xue Yinghe."
"What?"
Everyone's expression changed, revealing shock on their faces.
"The four elders are all strong practitioners above the Transcendence Realm Fourth Layer. How could they have died at Wang Yi's hands?"
"That's terrifying. If it's true, what kind of power does Wang Yi possess?"
"Since he dares to appear so openly and kill our Canglan Sect elders, it seems he will definitely come up the mountain this time," a disciple said slowly, his voice heavy.
"Now that the sect master has summoned all the elders back, I think Wang Yi is doomed," another said coldly.
"The sect master is here."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, their gazes fixed ahead. They saw a middle-aged man walking towards them at a steady pace, his steps strong and purposeful. He wore a purple robe, and between his sharp eyebrows, there was a hint of a fierce aura. His expression was stern, devoid of unnecessary smiles, and he held his hands behind his back, exuding an invisible pressure. The Purple-Clad Man was none other than Meng Hang.
Behind him followed a group of elders, totaling eighteen in number.
Previously, eleven elders had been killed by Wang Yi. Later, Meng Hang used the resources of the Canglan Sect to support promising elders, enabling some of them to successfully break through to the Breakthrough stage and even reach the Transformation Realm.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
A voice as vast as the sea echoed from the crowd.
"No need for formalities." Meng Hang's gaze flickered as he looked at everyone and said loudly, "I believe you all know that our greatest enemy has emerged—he is Wang Yi!"
"Kill!"
A boy around fifteen or sixteen shouted loudly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
At that moment, the air above Wangu Mountain resonated with the sound of battle cries, an invisible momentum radiating from everyone, making the atmosphere feel charged with a sense of impending violence.
"Good!" Meng Hang's face showed joy as he spoke in a booming voice, "Our Canglan Sect has stood for over a thousand years without facing such humiliation. Everything we suffer now is brought upon us by Wang Yi; this disgrace must be washed away with his blood."
"Kill Wang Yi!"
The crowd roared in response.
"If this person is not eliminated, our Canglan Sect will never have peace. Therefore, we must get rid of him this time to shock the reputation of our Canglan Sect," Meng Hang's voice was low, as if filled with endless anger.
"Eliminate Wang Yi and restore our prestige!"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt their blood boiling and shouted in unison.
"Hmph, where is Elder Nine?" Meng Hang coldly asked.
"Here."
An Elder in Long Robes stepped forward.
"I command you to lead fifty first-generation disciples, thirty second-generation disciples, and three hundred third-generation disciples to be stationed on the eastern side of Wangu Mountain, strictly monitoring Wang Yi's movements. When you arrive, use the Stormpiercer Crossbow to kill him. He must not be allowed to leave safely," Meng Hang said in a chilling tone.
"Understood."
The Elder in Long Robes bowed and retreated.
"Where is Elder Eight?" Meng Hang asked.
"Here."
Another Elder in Long Robes stepped forward.
"I command you to lead fifty first-generation disciples, thirty second-generation disciples, and two hundred third-generation disciples to be stationed on the southern side of Wangu Mountain. Wait for Wang Yi's arrival, and when the signal is given, use the Cloud Shadow Arrow to shoot him down," Meng Hang ordered sternly.
"Yes."
The Elder in Long Robes bowed and withdrew.
Before long, Meng Hang issued command after command in an orderly manner, setting up a net to wait for Wang Yi to jump in.
"Hmph, Wang Yi, this time my sect will see where you can escape to," Meng Hang said, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he murmured.
"Master, do you think we should invite Lord Tiesen over, as well as Ling Yao's Disciple?" an elder respectfully stepped forward and asked.
"Mm." Upon hearing this, Meng Hang's gaze flickered, hesitating slightly before a ruthless look crossed his eyes as he said, "Invite them."
"Yes." The elder respectfully withdrew.
"How is your Ten Directions Sword Formation coming along?" Meng Hang asked in a deep voice.
"Reporting to the Master, the Ten Directions Sword Formation has already reached great success. Even a Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer Expert would not be able to escape. If Wang Yi comes, he will undoubtedly die," a red-faced elder stepped forward and replied respectfully.
"Mm." Meng Hang nodded and said, "Good. Once Wang Yi arrives, I want you to kill him immediately. He must not be allowed to leave alive." After a pause, he continued, "Wang Yi may seem young, but he is actually very cunning; otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped our pursuit time and again. Do not underestimate him just because he appears ordinary. You must use all your strength to eliminate him and prevent future troubles."
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