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"Hmph, Ling Yao is my disciple from the Hunting Temple, but you, Meng Hang, are not." Tieson snorted coldly, turning his gaze to Wang Yi and asking, "So, Wang Yi, what do you think? If you are willing, the temple can help you become a strong practitioner of the Void-Viewing Three Realms in less than three years. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Tieson's voice was deep but filled with temptation.
"I'm not interested," Wang Yi replied flatly.
"What? You're not interested?" Tieson's expression suddenly turned cold upon hearing this, and he asked ominously.
Beside them, Meng Hang was overjoyed and quickly said, "Lord Tie, this Wang Yi is too ungrateful. Not killing him is insufficient to demonstrate the temple's authority. Please, kill him."
Meanwhile, Ling Yao stood silently to the side, expressionless.
"I said I'm not interested." Wang Yi glanced at Tieson and said, "I don't care who you are from the temple; today, I only want to kill Meng Hang."
"Is this your choice?" Tieson asked ominously.
"Yes," Wang Yi nodded and said, "If you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige. But if you don't want to fight, then please leave."
"You're seeking death!"
Tieson's expression turned icy as he flicked his sleeve and extended a pitch-black hand, accompanied by a chilling gust of wind, aiming for Wang Yi's face.
"I was going to spare your life, but since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me."
At that moment, Tieson appeared within ten feet of Wang Yi, looking at him coldly and slowly speaking.
"Young Master!" Lian Bi sensed the power of this strike and exclaimed urgently.
"Transcendence Realm Ninth Level," Wang Yi calmly observed the approaching Tieson, slowly stating.
"Can you see through my realm?" Upon hearing this, Tieson's face revealed a hint of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a fierce expression. Cold Forest said, "You are merely at the Transcendence Realm Fifth Layer. Killing you is as easy as killing a dog. You will die!"
"What? Transcendence Realm Ninth Level?"
"What is the relationship between Meng Hang and the man in the black robe? And what kind of force is the Hunting Temple? How can they casually produce such powerful individuals?"
"Wang Yi is doomed."
Yang Xuan and Zhao Kuangyin exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes, and their hearts couldn't help but feel worried. If Wang Yi was doomed, then the Canglan Sect would not be able to survive. With the help of the leader of the black-robed man, it was only a matter of time before Meng Hang could re-establish the Canglan Sect. By then, there would probably be no place for Ziyang Sect and Song Dynasty Court.
"Master." Ling Yao lightly moved her lotus steps and came to Meng Hang's side.
"With Lord Tie taking action, Wang Yi is undoubtedly doomed this time. You can rest assured," Meng Hang said confidently.
"Mm." Ling Yao nodded and softly said, "After this ends, take me to the temple."
"That's wonderful..." Meng Hang exclaimed joyfully.
"Boom!"
However, a tremendous roar interrupted Meng Hang's words. Endless Primordial Energy rippled like a tide, sweeping outward and creating towering waves that rose dozens of feet high, terrifyingly overwhelming.
"A Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer Expert? I have killed more than just you."
A calm voice slowly emerged from Wang Yi's mouth.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Tieson was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "Child, I see you don't know the meaning of death. How dare you speak so boldly to me? You're asking for it!" With that, his clothes billowed as a pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand. He moved like a ghost, appearing right in front of Wang Yi, and chuckled sinisterly, "Child, die!"
"Is that so?"
Wang Yi looked at the pitch-black sword before him with an expressionless face. He swung the Sword of Slaughter, which flew out like a streak of lightning, striking Tieson's long sword. With a loud crack, the sword shattered into two pieces.
"What?" Tieson’s face was filled with shock. The calmness in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by fear as he quickly drew upon his Primordial Energy and retreated rapidly.
At the same time, Meng Hang saw that Tieson was about to be defeated by Wang Yi in one move. A look of disbelief crossed his face as an ominous premonition slowly arose in his heart. He hurriedly said to Ling Yao, "Run!"
"Master." Ling Yao's face was filled with shock.
"Go." Meng Hang's expression hardened as he gritted his teeth. With a sweep of his large sleeve, he created a wave of energy that pushed Ling Yao three hundred feet away. In a low voice, he said, "Quickly go and never come back."
"What?"
Yang Xuan and Zhao Kuangyin were immediately shocked and could not believe what they were witnessing.
"I don't care who you are; anyone who dares to stop me from killing Meng Hang must die." Wang Yi waved his sleeve and shot toward Tieson like lightning.
As he moved, the Sword of Slaughter transformed into a Blood Sword that vanished into thin air before striking down fiercely. Tieson was horrified and shouted loudly, "Wang Yi, I am from the Hunting Temple! How dare you kill me..."
"Pfft."
However, before Tieson could finish his words, a Bloodlight flashed from his forehead. A trickle of cold blood slowly dripped down, staining his eyes red and transforming him into a terrifying figure resembling a demon.
"You dare to kill me?" Tieson's eyes widened in disbelief.
""
After he finished this sentence, his body was like it had been hit by a bomb, turning into a cloud of Blood Mist.
"Meng Hang."
Wang Yi, holding the Sword of Slaughter, slowly turned around to look at the calm-faced Meng Hang.
"I never expected that after decades in the Song Kingdom, I would end up dying at the hands of a mere child like you. How laughable." Meng Hang seemed to age several decades in an instant; his black hair turned white, and a look of desolation appeared on his face, like an old horse in its twilight years. The brightness in his eyes faded to a dull gray.
Wang Yi looked at Meng Hang with an expressionless face.
"Wang Yi, the thing I regret the most is underestimating you." Meng Hang pointed at Wang Yi with reluctance and said, "Since you have destroyed the Canglan Sect, I will make sure you accompany me in death." As he spoke these words, his face began to twist violently, and a near-screaming voice erupted from his mouth.
"Buzz."
Before his words fell, a vast wave of energy suddenly radiated from him. In an instant, his white hair became even whiter, and the dead gray in his eyes sparkled with vitality. Like lightning, his gaze fell upon Wang Yi, and a fierce expression appeared on his face as he took a step forward.
"Boom."
As his foot landed, the entire space seemed to tremble.
At that moment, Meng Hang crossed a distance of fifty zhang and appeared before Wang Yi. His robes billowed as an overwhelming Primordial Energy surged forth like a tidal wave: "Die!"
"Rumbling!"
The space enveloping Wang Yi within a hundred zhang suddenly sounded like countless Scorching Thunder crashing down, with the rumbling noise echoing endlessly.
"Crack!"
Looking at everything in front of him, Wang Yi's gaze was neither sad nor happy. His finger slowly lowered the Sword of Slaughter, and with a crack, it broke through the terrifying attack, landing on Meng Hang. Without any screams, his body was split in two, blood pouring like rain, creating a bloody scene.
The once-great hero Meng Hang had died just like that.
"Congratulations, young master, on avenging your great grievance," Lian Bi stepped forward and said respectfully.
Wang Yi nodded and glanced around, asking, "Have you two seen enough?"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In the void, several streams of light flickered, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Kuangyin and Yang Xuan appeared in the air, cupping their hands and saying, "Congratulations, Brother Wang, on avenging your grievance."
"You two hiding here, is there something you need?" Wang Yi asked expressionlessly.
"N-no... nothing."
Yang Xuan and Zhao Kuangyin were both prominent figures who commanded great respect in the Song Kingdom; however, facing Wang Yi at this moment made them feel somewhat flustered, much like a child facing an adult.
"Let's go."
Wang Yi nodded and, along with Lian Bi, transformed into two streams of light heading towards Xiangzhou Prefecture.
"How terrifying. I hope he is not a threat to the Song Kingdom," Zhao Kuangyin said as he watched Wang Yi's disappearing figure, his pupils contracting slightly as he took a deep breath.
"Yes, with such strength remaining in the Song Kingdom, there would be no place for us," Yang Xuan said with a bitter smile.
"By the way, Zhao Kuangyin, I heard that the Jin Kingdom has been making significant moves lately. Is there any truth to it?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Indeed, over the past half month, the Jin Kingdom has been continuously increasing troops at various fortresses and passes. They have now gathered an army of five million," Zhao Kuangyin said, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "What puzzles me is why the Jin Kingdom is only reinforcing their troops and not launching an attack."
"Should I send someone to investigate?" Yang Xuan inquired.
"I already ordered Yue Yi to lead the troops to guard Meng Pass yesterday, so there is no need for that in the short term," Zhao Kuangyin waved his hand.
"The Song Kingdom is too weak right now; perhaps their emergence is not a bad thing," Yang Xuan suggested meaningfully.
"You mean..." Zhao Kuangyin started to understand something.
"Just handle it as you see fit; I think I'll take my leave now," Yang Xuan smiled and leaped away...
In the skies above the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, two figures hovered in mid-air.
"Young Master, I discovered what seemed to be traces of Demons here earlier," Lian Bi said respectfully, pointing to a large mountain beneath them.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded and communicated with Fire Spirit, asking, "Fire Spirit, can you discern anything?"
"This is indeed promising; there is a trace of Demon energy here, albeit very weak. If I am not mistaken, this should be a portion of humans who have been corrupted by the Demon race, becoming beings that exist between humans and Demons," Fire Spirit said solemnly. "In simple terms, these humans have become servants of the Demon race and lost their human bodies."
After a pause, Fire Spirit hesitated before continuing, "However..."
"What do you mean 'however'?" Wang Yi asked.
"The purity of this Demon energy is quite high; it does not come from low-level Demons," Fire Spirit replied with a heavy tone.
"What does it mean?" Wang Yi asked.
"Let me put it this way, these humans have been turned into servants by the Demon Clan Expert, gaining some abilities that only Demons possess. However, this demonic aura is very pure, at least at the level of a Demon Lord," Fire Spirit said.
"Demon Lord?" Wang Yi frowned; this was not good news. A Demon at the level of a Demon Lord was equivalent to a strong individual in the Transformation Realm, not to be underestimated. It is important to note that Demons are inherently stronger than humans, so humans of the same rank are far from being able to compete with Demons of the same level.
"Let's go." After a brief silence, Wang Yi said to Lian Bi.
Soon, the two landed in a towering mountain shrouded in clouds. The mist swirled around the trees, which were lush and green, resembling a fairyland.
"It's right in this mountain," Fire Spirit said.
"You and I will search separately to see if there are any openings in this mountain," Wang Yi said as he scanned the surrounding mist.
Lian Bi nodded and disappeared from the spot.
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