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"Hmph, want to leave? It's already too late."
As soon as the words fell, three streaks of light broke through the air and landed on Martial Arts Plaza.
"Zhou Mengling."
"You are Wang Yi?"
Wang Yi and Zhou Mengling looked at each other, almost speaking in unison.
"Indeed, you are truly a rare talent from Kaiyang Sect, breaking through at such a young age. It's quite remarkable!" Zhou Mengling, dressed in a purple-black Dragon Robe, showed a hint of surprise. Wang Yi reaching the Mysterious Realm at the age of nineteen had already astonished him, but he never expected that just half a year later, he would achieve Breakthrough. Such talent is far superior to those who consider themselves gifted.
"Chancellor's cultivation is exceptional and is equally admirable," Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Mm." Upon hearing this, Zhou Mengling's pupils constricted slightly as he scanned the surroundings and asked sternly, "Where is Yunhe? Why hasn't he come out to see me?"
"Chancellor, I have not found Yun Zhangmen," the man in black respectfully reported.
"Prime Minister, I also have not found Yun Zhangmen," the White-Clad Man respectfully added.
"Chancellor, you need not search any further; Yunhe has already left," Wang Yi said nonchalantly. "What? Chancellor, are you so eager to meet Yun Zhangmen?"
"Hmph, impudent child! How dare you speak to the Chancellor like that?" the man in black scolded.
"Wang Yi, you killed my elder brother; your crime deserves death a thousand times over," Zhou Mengling said coldly, his gaze fixed on Wang Yi with murderous intent. However, he quickly changed his tone and said, "But as Prime Minister, I pity your talent. If you are willing to take me as your adoptive father, I will not only spare your life but also make you the leader of Kaiyang Sect. What do you say?" With that, Zhou Mengling wore an arrogant expression; he believed such a great temptation would surely move Wang Yi.
"Bastard! Zhou Mengling, you old fool! Are you even ashamed? You think a dying bastard like you can be my elder brother's adoptive father? I suggest you take a knife and end it yourself!" Niu Meng shouted angrily.
"Arrogant." The man in black had a flicker of killing intent in his eyes. He moved, extending a hand toward Niu Meng's shoulder, a mocking expression on his face. He had no idea how many martial artists of Niu Meng's caliber he had killed, so in his mind, Niu Meng was undoubtedly doomed. However, a cold voice suddenly rang out beside him, "I think you are the one being arrogant."
"What?" The man in black immediately felt a gaze filled with murderous intent fall upon him, chilling him to the bone.
Crack!
The man in black let out a miserable scream as he saw a large spurt of blood erupt from his arm.
!
Wang Yi kicked out, and the man in black lost all breath.
"What?"
Zhou Mengling did not expect that the Breakthrough Expert would not last even one move against Wang Yi. His expression darkened as he stared at Wang Yi and said coldly, "Wang Yi, kneel before me and confess your sins at once, or do not blame me for being rude." After a pause, Zhou Mengling added leisurely, "It has been a long time since I killed someone of your talent."
"Old bastard Zhou Mengling, I will give you one chance as well. Kneel before me now, and I will spare your life out of mercy; otherwise, you will die here." Wang Yi said coldly.
"Kill him." Zhou Mengling was so furious that he felt like his lungs were going to explode. With a grim face, he commanded harshly.
The White-Clad Man responded and shot forward like lightning, his sword striking down toward Wang Yi with deadly precision, the cold blade threatening to cut through.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the sword in the White-Clad Man's hand shattered inch by inch. A large hand pierced through his chest, blood gushing out like a fountain, staining the green stone slab red.
"Since that's the case, let me send you to meet Chancellor Yun." Wang Yi walked toward Zhou Mengling with an expression as cold as ice.
"What? Yunhe was killed by you." Zhou Mengling was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, revealing an unabashed killing intent on his face as he said, "Son Wang Yi, prepare to die." With that, Zhou Mengling extended a large hand, and the air immediately filled with the sound of countless thunderclaps, an explosion ringing out incessantly. Soon, a massive hand appeared above Wang Yi, ruthlessly reaching for his head.
Roar!
Qilin True Fire surged from between his palms, transforming into a Fire Qilin charging towards the giant hand.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Wherever the flames passed, the air was instantly evaporated, and a sharp, piercing sizzling sound echoed continuously.
Rumbling!
Qilin True Fire collided with the giant hand, resulting in a thunderous explosion as Qilin True Fire was completely crushed by the giant hand.
"Child, even with Breakthrough, killing you is like killing a dog for me." Zhou Mengling snorted coldly, hands behind his back, allowing the giant palm formed from Primordial Energy to strike down towards Wang Yi's head.
Wang Yi glanced at Zhou Mengling, his expression slightly changing. The Qilin True Fire was extremely sharp; he did not expect it to be so easily dispelled. His face darkened slightly as he reached out with a large hand towards the void, and the Annihilation Spear shot towards the giant hand like lightning.
Whoosh!
The Annihilation Spear, like a bolt of black lightning, sliced through the air and shattered the giant hand.
"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have some skill; no wonder Yunhe died at your hands. However, this ends here." Zhou Mengling paused for a moment, snorted coldly, and slowly extended his index finger to lightly point at Wang Yi's forehead. Suddenly, a blue electric light shot through the air with a clang, sending the Annihilation Spear flying far away before it rushed towards Wang Yi at an incredible speed.
"Slash."
Wang Yi, wielding the Sword of Slaughter, unleashed the Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique Fengyun Sword Technique, sending forth a white sword aura that stretched dozens of feet long.
Fengyun Sword Technique has been cultivated by Wang Yi, but it has not yet been used. This battle with Zhou Mengling provides the perfect opportunity to test the power of this sword technique. A white sword energy shoots forth at incredible speed, infused with Wind and Cloud Power. Wherever it passes, a hurricane is immediately stirred up, creating a loud whooshing sound, and the clouds are instantly shattered under the force of the wind.
Rumbling!
Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, the Wind and Cloud Sword Qi collides with a blue electric light. The Endless Sword Qi spills out like starlight, dazzling and brilliant, while Vital Energy ripples up to a hundred feet high, crashing against the shore with a terrifying momentum.
"Old bastard, die!" Wang Yi shoots forward, raising the Sword of Slaughter high. Suddenly, a Blood Sword Qi surges upward, reaching a length of a hundred feet, piercing through the void as if Wang Yi had stabbed a hole in the ground.
Whoosh!
The Sword of Slaughter slowly swings down, and the Blood Sword Qi, like a long river, strikes down towards Zhou Mengling.
Slaughter Sword Technique!
The intent to slaughter is unstoppable.
"Ah!" Zhou Mengling, seeing this Blood Sword Qi, feels his pupils constrict. The terrifying power contained within it makes him feel a sense of impending doom, as if he were about to die under this strike.
"No!"
"Break for me!"
Zhou Mengling's face twists in anger as he roars and throws a punch. The sound of explosions fills the air as a Blue Giant Fist rushes toward the Slaughtering Sword Qi.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The Blue Giant Fist, infused with the power of thunder and lightning, strikes down as if lightning itself has descended.
A loud explosion echoed through the air, and everyone saw a massive mushroom cloud rise into the sky, accompanied by a deafening rumble that made them cover their ears.
"Dead."
At this critical moment, Wang Yi darted out like a ghost, leaving only a faint trace in the air before appearing in front of the shocked Zhou Mengling. Without hesitation, the Sword of Slaughter struck down, and with a splatter, Zhou Mengling's body was split in two, blood staining the sky.
Wang Yi let out a soft grunt, reached out to retrieve Zhou Mengling's Storage Ring, and leaped onto the Martial Arts Plaza.
"Dead... dead." Liu Bei was so astonished that his jaw nearly dropped.
Yang Kaihe and the others gaped like fish, their mouths wide enough to fit an egg.
They could hardly believe that the current Prime Minister of Song and Breakthrough Expert Zhou Mengling had died right before their eyes.
Iron Curtain and the others looked at Wang Yi in a daze; how had he become someone they needed to look up to?
"Master, Zhou Mengling is the Prime Minister of Song. Now that he is dead, what about the Song Emperor..." Yang Kaihe initially felt joy but then thought of something else. He glanced at Wang Yi hesitantly.
"According to what I know, Zhou Mengling was not well-liked in the court. If it weren't for the Song Emperor wanting to use him against another faction, he would have probably been dead long ago," Liu Bei waved his hand. "Wang Yi is a talent not seen in a hundred years in the Song Kingdom. Even Ziyang Sect and Canglan Sect would struggle to find disciples comparable to Wang Yi. I believe with the Song Emperor's wisdom, he will not blame him."
Yang Kaihe nodded.
Subsequently, with Liu Bei and others' efforts, Kaiyang Sect was finally reestablished. Iron Curtain, Jin Qinghan, Niu Meng, and Zhang Liao became Outer Sect Elders and began recruiting disciples.
As for the traitors Li Jianren and his son, they met their end at Yang Kaihe's hands. Wang Zhou had vanished without a trace, but no one paid attention to such an insignificant character.
Kaiyang Great Hall.
"Guest Elder," Wang Yi asked in surprise.
"That's right, Wang Yi. Although you were once not a disciple of my Kaiyang Sect, you are qualified to hold the position of Guest Elder," Liu Bei said with a slight smile. "Our sect knows that your ambitions lie beyond the Song Kingdom, so this title of Guest Elder is merely nominal. Although it represents the Kaiyang Sect, you are free to go wherever you wish in the future."
"Alright." Wang Yi pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Three days from now, our Kaiyang Sect will hold a grand ceremony to announce our status in Xiangzhou Prefecture. You must attend, Wang Yi," Liu Bei said joyfully, nodding.
"Will the Zhao Family be coming?" Wang Yi asked eagerly upon hearing this.
"Rest assured, I will personally write a letter to notify the Zhao Family," Liu Bei replied, looking at Wang Yi with a knowing smile. "Sister Zhao is indeed a Jade Beauty; you two are truly a match made in heaven." With that, he laughed heartily and left without waiting for Wang Yi's response.
Hearing this, Wang Yi was momentarily stunned and touched his nose.
Afterward, Wang Yi went to the room Liu Bei had arranged for him and lightly examined his recent gains: Yunhe's and Zhou Mengling's Storage Rings.
Taking out Yunhe's Storage Ring, Wang Yi was astonished. Yunhe truly lived up to being the leader of a sect; there were 100,000 High-Quality Origin Stones, a set of Sixth-Rank Martial Arts Technique, and some elixirs. Aside from the 100,000 High-Quality Origin Stones, the rest of the items were not particularly important to Wang Yi since he was cultivating a Seventh-Rank Martial Arts Technique.
Zhou Mengling's Storage Ring was even more abundant than Yunhe's. The High-Quality Origin Stones nearly doubled those in Yunhe's ring, reaching as many as 190,000. There was also a set of Sixth-Rank Martial Arts Technique called Moro and some elixirs.
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