The Yang Clan of Dao Mountain!
Yao Jun’s expression darkened. Atop Dao Mountain stood three great clans: the Xiao Clan, the Yang Clan, and the Lin Clan. Though these clans often competed and vied with each other in secret, they were fiercely united against external threats!
Their ancestors had once been close friends, and upon their deaths, they left behind a decree: if an outsider attacked, the three clans must stand as one, facing the enemy together.
The Space-Time Divine Hall wasn’t afraid of Dao Mountain, but Dao Mountain wasn’t afraid of them either!
If it came to a fight, it’d be a toss-up!
Ye Xuan glanced to the side as an old man approached slowly.
The old man wore a black robe, hands tucked into wide sleeves, his eyes sharp as blades, exuding an imposing aura.
Seeing him, Yao Jun’s face grew even grimmer.
Destiny Body Realm!
The Destiny Realm had ten stages, followed by Destiny Body and Destiny Soul.
What was Destiny Body?
It meant the physical body had been fortified, signifying mastery over the power of fate—a profoundly mysterious force. Once reaching Destiny Body, ordinary divine artifacts couldn’t even scratch its defenses!
The old man glanced at Ye Xuan, sneered, then turned to Yao Jun, his expression icy, “Your Space-Time Divine Hall intends to protect this human?”
Yao Jun opened his mouth to speak, but the old man suddenly roared, “No nonsense! If you’re protecting him, Dao Mountain declares war on the Space-Time Divine Hall right now, and we’ll fight to the death! If not, leave at once to avoid ruining the harmony between Dao Mountain and your hall!”
Aggressive and unrelenting!
Yao Jun’s face twisted with displeasure.
Start a war with Dao Mountain?
He certainly didn’t have the authority to make that call!
Just then, Si Qian, the Hall Master of the Space-Time Divine Hall, appeared in the scene. Seeing Si Qian, Yao Jun breathed a sigh of relief!
The boss was here!
Si Qian looked at the old man, “Are you threatening my Space-Time Divine Hall?”
The Yang Clan old man sneered, “Threatening? Hall Master Si Qian, Dao Mountain has no grudge with your hall, why would I threaten you?”
He pointed angrily at Ye Xuan, “This human killed our Dao Mountain’s强者, we’re here for justice!”
Ye Xuan glanced at the old man but said nothing.
Si Qian looked at Ye Xuan, then back at the old man, “Sir, this Young Master Ye is a guest of my Space-Time Divine Hall, can we discuss this another day?”
The Yang Clan old man stared at Si Qian, “So, your Space-Time Divine Hall is dead-set on protecting him!”
Before Si Qian could respond, the old man continued, “Hall Master Si Qian, Dao Mountain will have this man, if your hall dares interfere, let me tell you this: from this moment, it’s a fight to the death until one side is wiped out!”
Si Qian’s face darkened instantly.
A fight to the death!
He wasn’t afraid of Dao Mountain, but was it worth shedding blood with them over a human?
Dao Mountain wasn’t some minor faction, a full-on battle, even if the Space-Time Divine Hall won, would be a pyrrhic victory.
At that moment, a voice echoed in Si Qian’s mind, “Hall Master, this human isn’t simple, why not let him clash with Dao Mountain? We can sit back and reap the benefits, sounds good!”
Hearing this, Si Qian glanced at Ye Xuan, who remained calm, showing no trace of panic.
The voice spoke again in his mind, “This human has no ties to our hall, it’s not worth fighting Dao Mountain to the death over him. Let them settle their grudge themselves! If he wins, we befriend him, if Dao Mountain wins, we lose nothing, and if they both cripple each other, our hall picks up the pieces!”
Si Qian fell silent for a long moment, then looked at Ye Xuan, “Young Master Ye, I’d planned to invite you to the Space-Time Divine Hall as a guest, but it seems… that’ll have to wait!”
Ye Xuan smiled, “No worries!”
He knew the Space-Time Divine Hall had made its choice, but he didn’t blame them or feel angry—he’d never pinned his hopes on them anyway.
Hearing Ye Xuan’s response, Si Qian nodded, then stepped aside with Yao Jun.
Yao Jun wanted to say something, but Si Qian’s glare silenced him. He’d hoped to befriend Ye Xuan, but the cost of clashing with Dao Mountain over it was far too high!
On the other side, the Yang Clan old man turned to Ye Xuan, “Will you come with me willingly, or do I beat you to death and take your corpse…”
Before he could finish, Ye Xuan vanished from his spot.
Flying sword!
And it folded the Ninth Layer of Space-Time!
As the sword struck, every强者 in the scene paled!
The Yang Clan old man’s pupils shrank, he hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to fold the Ninth Layer, and caught off guard with no defenses, he instinctively dodged to the side!
Swoosh!
One of his ears flew off!
Seeing this, Ye Xuan frowned, if that strike had been just a bit faster!
He wanted to swing again, but folding the Ninth Layer drained him immensely, he couldn’t unleash it consecutively in a short time!
Not far off, the old man touched his severed ear, then looked at Ye Xuan, a hint of gravity now in his eyes, “I underestimated you!”
He took a step forward, and with that step, the space around Ye Xuan collapsed instantly, plunging him into the Eighth Layer’s Space-Time abyss.
Yet, to everyone’s shock, Ye Xuan emerged from the abyss unscathed!
He didn’t keep falling but stood firm in place!
Si Qian stared at Ye Xuan, then his gaze settled on the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, “It’s that sword!”
The Yang Clan old man’s eyes also locked onto the Qingxuan Sword, “So it’s this sword, such a divine artifact in your hands is a waste!”
He moved to strike again, but Ye Xuan suddenly appeared above him, and the next moment, a sword slashed straight down!
Sword Draw Decides Life or Death!
This strike stacked 4,900 layers and fused the Space-Time power from the First to Eighth Layers!
Sensing the terrifying force in Ye Xuan’s sword, the Yang Clan old man’s face changed drastically, he clenched his right hand into a fist and punched upward.
Boom!
A burst of sword light exploded, the old man was flung back thousands of feet, and as he stopped, a trickle of blood seeped from his mouth.
Seeing this, Si Qian and Yao Jun’s faces darkened, their hearts reeling with shock!
Ye Xuan was only at the Twentieth Stage, while this Yang Clan old man was Destiny Body Realm!
Such a vast gap in realms, yet Ye Xuan wounded him with one strike!
Too abnormal!
The old man wiped the blood from his mouth, staring at Ye Xuan, the gravity in his eyes deepening.
Ye Xuan, though, felt a surge of excitement!
For someone of a higher realm facing a lower one, the greatest threat was Space-Time suppression, but he feared no such thing!
In the distance, Si Qian’s gaze lingered on the Qingxuan Sword, a flicker of greed in his eyes.
He’d realized Ye Xuan’s ability to leap so many tiers came mainly from that sword, the true value lay in the blade, not Ye Xuan himself.
Beside him, Yao Jun glanced at Si Qian, worry in his eyes.
He could see Si Qian’s intent, but Si Qian didn’t know that mysterious强者 was the same one who’d nearly erased him with a single strike.
Even now, the memory chilled him!
Had Ye Xuan not intervened in time back then, he’d be gone!
At that moment, Ye Xuan vanished again, reappearing before the old man, and the next instant, a wave of sword light engulfed him!
Square-Inch Sword Domain!
The old man’s pupils shrank, and he thrust both hands forward with force.
Boom!
A surge of sword light erupted, and the old man was hurled back ten thousand feet, his body splitting open as he stopped, blood gushing out!
His defenses were breached!
In the distance, Si Qian’s eyes stayed on the Qingxuan Sword, “This sword can even break a Destiny Body强者’s defenses!”
Yao Jun hesitated, then cautioned, “Hall Master, there’s more to this man than meets the eye!”
Si Qian slowly closed his eyes, saying nothing.
Far off, the Yang Clan old man’s face was ashen, he hadn’t expected to be gravely injured by a Twentieth Stage强者!
Ye Xuan moved to strike again, but the old man suddenly shouted, “Come out!”
His voice fell, and a dozen强者 appeared in the scene.
All at least Tenth Stage!
The old man glared at Ye Xuan, sneering, “Ye Xuan, I did underestimate you! Your divine sword may suppress me, but I’m not alone, I’ve got the Yang Clan and Dao Mountain behind me!”
He pointed furiously at Ye Xuan, “I’ve got backup, doesn’t that piss you off? Huh?”
Ye Xuan hesitated, then said, “Old man, that’s just lame! We’re fighting one-on-one, and you call for help, isn’t that beneath you?”
The old man grinned savagely, “If you’re so capable, don’t use that sword!”
Ye Xuan chuckled lightly, “What realm are you? What realm am I? And you still say that…”
He shook his head with a laugh, “Old man, you’ve got to have some dignity in life, if you throw that away, then what’s…”
He trailed off, as if something occurred to him, and didn’t finish.
The old man sneered, “I called help, so what? You can call someone too! Did I stop you? Go on, call them, they say you’ve got a mysterious强者 behind you, I’d love to see it today, hurry up…”
Ye Xuan suddenly roared, “Shut up! I, Ye Xuan, despise people who call for help when they can’t win, what’s the point? I’ll tell you this, today, even if I burn my blood, my soul, even if my spirit scatters, I’ll never call anyone. If I do, I’ll take your surname!”
Everyone, “…”
Yao Jun glanced at Ye Xuan, murmuring, “He’s got guts, a real man…”
