Middle World
When Ye Xuan and his group arrived at the Middle World, the city was already on high alert.
The gates of Middle City were tightly shut, an eerie silence blanketing the area. Within the city, countless powerful auras lay concealed.
At the gate, Envoy Zhang warily eyed the city ahead and said gravely, “Young Master, something’s off!”
Ye Xuan smiled. “What’s off?”
Envoy Zhang scanned the surroundings and said, “They’re planning to kill you!”
His gaze turned icy. “Such audacity!”
He hadn’t expected these people to dare target Ye Xuan. This wasn’t just insubordination—it was outright rebellion! Were they insane to go after the young master?
Beside Ye Xuan, Qingqiu glanced at the city, her expression calm, her thoughts unreadable.
On the other side, Lan Qing and the others grew solemn.
Clearly, the Middle World was gearing up for a fight!
What shocked them even more was that the Middle World seemed intent on killing Ye Xuan too!
They exchanged glances, stunned.
Was the Middle World mad?
To dare kill their own young master!
Such brazen courage?
At that moment, a middle-aged man appeared on the city wall—Lord Si.
Lord Si looked at Ye Xuan calmly. “Who are you?”
*Who are you?*
Ye Xuan laughed. “So, you’re claiming I’m an imposter!”
Lord Si stared at him, expressionless. “Aren’t you?”
He stepped forward, glaring at Ye Xuan, and roared, “Impersonating the Yang Clan’s young master deserves death!”
As his voice fell, hundreds of terrifying auras locked onto Ye Xuan!
All Upper God Realm!
“Outrageous!” Envoy Zhang roared. “Have you eaten the heart of a bear or the gall of a leopard to dare kill the young master? You—”
Lord Si cut in, expressionless, “Kill!”
Hundreds of figures surged from the city. But at that moment, Ye Xuan opened his palm—
*Boom!*
A terrifying bloodline aura erupted from him, instantly turning the sky into a sea of blood!
Mad Demon Bloodline!
Seeing this, the hundreds of powerhouses froze, halting in their tracks.
Lord Si’s face changed upon witnessing the Mad Demon Bloodline.
Ye Xuan grinned. “Imposter? Say that again.”
Lord Si stared, his expression darkening.
Before Ye Xuan could speak again, Lord Si snarled, “Kill!”
Dozens of Middle World’s elite assassins charged at Ye Xuan.
Lord Si knew hesitation would breed doubt among his forces. Decisive action left no room for retreat.
Seeing them act, the powerhouses from other worlds hesitated briefly before joining the fray.
No turning back now!
They had to fight!
Seeing the Middle World’s forces attack outright, Envoy Zhang’s face changed drastically. He hadn’t imagined they’d dare kill Ye Xuan in broad daylight!
This was beyond rebellion!
As the Middle World’s fighters moved, Ye Xuan’s smile turned ferocious. He vanished, the Qingxuan Sword unsheathed!
*Boom!*
A wave of sword light erupted in the sky, instantly decapitating the leading Upper God Realm fighter. The sword pressed forward, cutting down several more!
Seeing Ye Xuan kill multiple Upper God Realm fighters in an instant, Lord Si’s face twisted in shock. “You… you’ve reached Upper God Realm!”
Their intelligence had pegged Ye Xuan at God Transformation Realm, but now he was Upper God!
Caught off guard, Lord Si charged at Ye Xuan, only to meet a slashing sword.
*Slash!*
A blood-red sword light descended!
Sensing the terrifying power in Ye Xuan’s strike, Lord Si’s pupils shrank. He didn’t dare hold back, flipping his palm upward. Countless layers of space-time surged, unleashing a torrent of devastating force that shook the heavens.
*Boom!*
The sword light shattered. Ye Xuan and Lord Si both retreated thousands of feet, their clash forcing back countless surrounding fighters.
The crowd’s faces changed, retreating swiftly!
Nearby, Qingqiu watched calmly, a faint sword light already flickering at her fingertip.
Lord Si stared at Ye Xuan, his eyes heavy with caution. His hand was cracked, blood staining his palm.
Ye Xuan’s strength far exceeded his expectations!
In the distance, Ye Xuan slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Lord Si’s eyes narrowed, his bloodied right hand clenching tightly.
Then, Ye Xuan struck.
*Slash!*
The space-time before him split. In an instant, Ye Xuan stepped out of the universe, and his Qingxuan Sword vanished!
*Instant Invincibility!*
As Ye Xuan attacked, Lord Si’s pupils shrank, his heart gripped by terror.
The aura of death!
For the first time, he felt death’s approach.
Desperate but not resigned, Lord Si roared, clenching his fists and unleashing a tidal wave of faith power!
The heavens boiled!
But four afterimages sliced through Lord Si’s position.
*Slash, slash, slash, slash!*
With four tearing sounds, under countless gazes, Lord Si’s body was torn apart, blood spraying!
His soul was obliterated!
Ye Xuan reappeared, palm open, as the Qingxuan Sword returned. He took out a silk cloth, gently wiped the blood from the sword’s tip, and said calmly, “That’s it?”
*That’s it?*
The field fell deathly silent.
One sword had slain Lord Si!
The Middle World’s powerhouses were utterly stunned!
They knew Lord Si’s strength—second only to the Realm God, a peak Upper God Realm master!
Yet this terrifying figure was killed by Ye Xuan in one strike!
They were dumbfounded!
Ye Xuan’s power was beyond comprehension!
On Ye Xuan’s side, excitement surged, morale soaring!
Ye Xuan tucked away the bloodied cloth and glanced at the Middle World’s fighters. “Who’s next?”
*Who’s next?*
Silence.
“Who’s next!” Envoy Zhang roared. “The young master is invincible!”
*The young master is invincible!*
The shout chilled the enemy’s hearts.
Qingqiu looked at Ye Xuan, smiling sweetly.
The Middle World’s fighters exchanged glances. With Lord Si dead, they’d lost their backbone. Fight or not? Surrender meant submission, but fighting against Ye Xuan’s terrifying strength…
Suddenly, a terrifying pressure swept from the sky.
Feeling it, Ye Xuan frowned, looking up. A massive black vortex appeared, and a middle-aged man stepped out.
Seeing him, Lan Qing’s face grew grave. He approached Ye Xuan and whispered, “That’s the Middle World’s Realm God!”
*Realm God!*
Ye Xuan gazed at him calmly.
The Middle World’s fighters grew excited!
*Realm God!*
Moments ago, they were leaderless, unsure what to do. Now, with the Realm God’s arrival, hope reignited!
In the sky, the Realm God looked down at Ye Xuan, silent.
Waves of terrifying pressure bore down!
Ye Xuan shook his head, flicked his sleeve, and a surge of sword intent shot skyward, shattering the pressure!
*Human Sword Intent!*
The Realm God frowned, surprised by the sword intent.
Ye Xuan smiled. “You’re the Middle World’s Realm God!”
The Realm God nodded. “You, imposter—”
Ye Xuan burst out laughing. “Why waste words? Let’s fight!”
His palm opened, and the Qingxuan Sword soared, slashing at the Realm God.
The Realm God frowned, his palm opening as a long spear shot out.
*Slash!*
A piercing tear echoed through the sky!
*Boom!*
Ye Xuan’s sword was blocked by the spear. The clash unleashed a cataclysmic force that swept the heavens.
At that moment, an afterimage darted down from the sky. Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, his palm opening as countless sword qi erupted.
*Boom!*
The sword qi vanished instantly, and Ye Xuan was blasted back thousands of feet.
Seeing this, Envoy Zhang and the others’ faces darkened!
Qingqiu glanced at Ye Xuan but said nothing, remaining still.
She didn’t act because she knew Ye Xuan craved this fight, and it would help him grow!
Stopping, Ye Xuan looked at his chest. His clothes were shredded, but his armor held, blocking the Realm God’s terrifying strike!
Ye Xuan’s lips curved. He hadn’t expected Erya’s armor to remain so effective.
His old man had really come through this time!
The Realm God frowned at Ye Xuan’s armor. “What armor is that?”
Ye Xuan glanced at him. “How low-ranking are you in the Yang Clan?”
The Realm God frowned. “What do you mean?”
Ye Xuan snapped, “You don’t even recognize Erya’s armor! How pathetic are you? Are you still at the village chief level in the Yang Clan?”
Realm God: “…”
