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“That’s an Earth-tier elementary anomaly!”

“A blood dragon phantom—an ancient divine beast anomaly, a rank above Feng Lanyue’s! My heavens!”

Everyone stared, dumbfounded, their jaws dropping as they gaped at Lin Xiao, who radiated the anomaly’s power. They were practically petrified with shock.

Feng Lanyue had just unveiled her Mysterious-tier advanced Phoenix Anomaly, stunning the crowd. Yet in the next moment, Lin Xiao unleashed a blood-red dragon anomaly—a creature of myth and legend, ranked even higher at Earth-tier elementary. The revelation sent another violent tremor through every heart.

These two were unparalleled prodigies, each outshining the other.

“An Earth-tier elementary anomaly!” Feng Youyu’s heart jolted, her expression shifting.

In that instant, Chen Yan, Feng Ziyang, Chen Wendao, and others froze in disbelief.

“Good heavens, just how monstrous is this Heimu?!” Xuanxuan’s mouth hung open, her face blank with astonishment.

Wu Sha was equally stunned.

Ye Fenghua, Meng Xi, Zhou Moyi—all were floored. A third-grade intermediate spirit controller like Heimu, wielding spiritual energy, was already a freak of nature. Now, Lin Xiao revealed combat prowess and an Earth-tier elementary Blood Dragon Anomaly—a talent far beyond anyone’s wildest imagination.

More monstrous than a monster!

No one present was unshaken!

“One’s a phoenix, the other a dragon—truly a clash of dragon and phoenix!” the crowd murmured inwardly.

Across from Lin Xiao, Feng Lanyue stared at the scene, equally shocked. She’d thought her Phoenix Anomaly unrivaled in the empire—only for Lin Xiao, her foe, to unveil a superior anomaly in the blink of an eye.

“Hmph, so what if you have a Blood Dragon Anomaly? Let’s see whose anomaly reigns supreme—yours or mine!”

Though startled, Feng Lanyue showed no fear. Power surged within her as she stamped her foot, launching herself forward like a phoenix, a fiery wind trailing as she charged Lin Xiao.

“Let’s find out!” With a thunderous shout, Lin Xiao clenched his right fist. The Reverse Chaos First Form activated, his boundless power boiling. A ferocious fist aura cloaked his hand.

An Earth-tier martial skill, the Blood Dragon Anomaly, and a savage martial intent converged. Simultaneously, Lin Xiao prepared to channel his third-grade intermediate spiritual power into his arm, aiming to crush Feng Lanyue in one blow.

But at that moment, Chen Yan, off to the side, saw red. A beastly roar erupted from him.

“Roar!”

A faint mysterious light bloomed, and an icy giant bird phantom materialized behind him, its fearsome waves rippling outward.

Chen Yan’s longsword gleamed with dazzling light, radiating a scorching aura tinged with chilling sword intent.

Clearly, he too unleashed his strongest strike. With Heavenly Martial Sixth Layer strength, he executed the Chen family’s core Earth-tier elementary skill, *Blazing Heaven*, infused with icy sword intent and the power of his Mysterious-tier elementary Ice Bird Anomaly. The fusion of ice and heat made it terrifyingly potent, aimed at Lin Xiao’s flank.

Feng Lanyue’s devastating frontal assault and Chen Yan’s lethal side strike pinned Lin Xiao between two horrifying attacks.

Yet Lin Xiao showed no fear. He redirected all his spiritual power to the skeletal hand, pouring vast third-grade intermediate spiritual energy into it, awakening its sinister force.

“Woo~ Woo~”

In an instant, a chilling wail, like cries from the Nine Nether Hells, pierced the air, sending shivers down spines.

A profoundly malevolent aura spread, boundless white mist billowing from the skeletal hand. An endless, icy chill surged toward the oncoming Chen Yan.

“Chi!” A brilliant white light shot from the skeletal hand, a sea of evil power erupting. Rolling white malevolence surged forward in a torrent.

“What?!” Sensing the hellish, ghostly force, Chen Yan’s brow twitched. He hastily redirected his strike to meet it.

“Boom! Chi!”

Their ultimate attacks clashed, unleashing a sea of rolling shockwaves and boundless power.

Simultaneously, Lin Xiao and Feng Lanyue collided. Her Phoenix Anomaly fueled a terrifying palm strike, brimming with mysterious martial energy, crashing against Lin Xiao’s unstoppable fist.

“Rumble!”

It was as if two mountains slammed together. Space quaked, the ground trembled, and a deafening roar erupted. The void seemed on the verge of tearing apart, the explosive force shaking the heavens.

The collision’s power was utterly terrifying!

“Pfft!” Moments later, blood sprayed from Feng Lanyue’s mouth. Like a kite with a severed string, she was flung far back.

At the same time, Chen Yan’s clash with the skeletal hand concluded. Though less grand than the phoenix-dragon impact, the contest of raw power and evil energy ended with Chen Yan’s force seemingly devoured. He too was hurled back, his body a mangled mess, a long trail of blood staining the low air.

“What? Feng Lanyue and Chen Yan defeated simultaneously?”

The scene left everyone dumbfounded. Lin Xiao, alone, had withstood two anomaly-powered ultimate strikes and felled both?

What a feat!

“The Blood Dragon Anomaly—truly terrifying, outclassing the Phoenix Anomaly!”

“What kind of power was that? Chen Yan’s body looks corroded—he’s critically wounded!”

“Defeating both at once—Heimu is beyond comprehension!”

Shocked cries filled the air. As the crowd gawked, a figure darted like lightning toward the fallen Feng Lanyue and Chen Yan.

It was Lin Xiao, seizing the stunned moment to finish them off.

“Strike while they’re down!” Killing intent surged within him. Controlling his body with spiritual power, he pushed his speed to the limit, reaching within a few zhang of them in a blink.

“No—Anomaly Fusion!” A furious cry rang out ahead. Feng Lanyue’s body flipped upright from the ground.

Simultaneously, Chen Yan’s bloodied form surged with desperate strength, rising abruptly.

“Shh!”

“Ga!”

Two beastly roars sounded in unison. The phoenix and ice bird phantoms materialized in the air, then merged. Identical waves of icy heat erupted from their battered bodies, an overwhelmingly terrifying force exploding in that instant.

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“What? A fusion attack of two anomalies!” Lin Xiao’s expression shifted drastically. The merging of two anomalies generated an identical power in both fighters, far surpassing either individual’s strength—a phenomenon he was witnessing for the first time.

This, no doubt, was the true reason behind their marriage.

The simultaneous assault of these two terrifying forces was undeniably a lethal strike. Lin Xiao already felt the thick aura of danger closing in.

“Hah!”

In a split-second decision, Lin Xiao summoned his spiritual power to propel himself into the air, soaring upward.

The two forces, honed to their peak, paused for an instant, adjusting their trajectory. Their menacing aura locked onto Lin Xiao.

This sudden turn of events left everyone on the ground stunned once again.

Hovering in the void, Lin Xiao remained composed despite the peril. In this critical moment, he activated a mysterious technique—an evolved skill from the Eternal Heavenly Spirit Art: *One Hand Covers the Sky!*

This was an energy-based martial skill powered by spiritual force, channeling spiritual energy into a massive hand to strike the enemy.

Though ranked as a Mysterious-tier intermediate skill, the energy it harnessed through spiritual power far exceeded the scope of typical martial techniques.

Energy-based skills and ordinary martial skills were worlds apart.

“Chi chi!”

In that instant, winds howled and clouds churned, the heavens shifting color. A colossal palm took shape in the air.

The palm shimmered in black-azure hues, formed from the fused Azure Fire and Heaven-Devouring spiritual energies. Its boundless power radiated an overwhelming, terrifying pressure, its immense devouring and incinerating force enveloping the sky as if poised to swallow everything into its grasp.

Shock after shock rippled through the crowd, their faces now etched with awe and dread.

“Anomaly Fusion Strike—Kill!” Feng Lanyue’s commanding shout rolled forth. The two terrifying forces surged skyward, barreling toward Lin Xiao like the roaring Yangtze or a torrential river.

“One Hand Covers the Sky—Annihilate!”

Lin Xiao unleashed a thunderous roar of his own. The energy palm, vast enough to shroud the heavens, descended like a force from the ninth sky, bearing down with unstoppable might.

“Boom!”

The two powers collided, erupting in an earth-shaking explosion. A blinding, multicolored light—brighter than the sun—burst in the sky. A sea of energy surged outward, crashing in all directions with relentless fury.

The radiant shockwave whipped through the air like a hurricane, its immense pressure blanketing the surroundings. The residual force thundered downward, shaking the entire plaza.

One could only imagine the devastation if this clash hadn’t occurred midair. Both sides’ attacks had far exceeded their individual cultivation levels.

The crowd below paled in terror at the sudden, overwhelming collision. Weaker onlookers hurriedly summoned protective vitality barriers.

“Rumble!”

The assault didn’t end there. The giant energy palm, though partially dissipated and faded, pressed down onto the pair, slamming them into the ground. Another booming crash resounded as the earth trembled faintly, dust billowing into the sky.

“Shiu!” After the strike, a figure darted desperately toward the massive palm crater on the ground.

“No!” Chen Wendao and Feng Ziyang shouted in unison, lunging forward.

Feng Youyu shot forth at the same moment.

Lin Xiao, controlling his descent, reached the crater’s edge in a blink, hands outstretched to seize Feng Lanyue and Chen Yan by the throats. Both were gravely injured, barely clinging to life, powerless to resist his grasp.

But then, he sensed three formidable auras bearing down on him.

“Back!” Gripping the pair, Lin Xiao retreated swiftly. Yet a Martial Venerable’s speed was terrifying—Chen Wendao was already upon him.

“Beast, you’re dead!” Chen Wendao’s palm shot toward Lin Xiao, but in an instant, Lin Xiao swung Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue in front of him as shields, forcing Chen Wendao to halt his strike.

Undeterred, Chen Wendao pivoted, unleashing a wave of terrifying pressure that enveloped Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao’s brows furrowed. That palm strike could’ve killed him outright—thankfully, Chen Wendao had stopped. But this Martial Venerable’s pressure pinned him like quicksand, making every move a struggle. Without hesitation, he tightened his grip on their throats, intent on finishing them then and there.

Yet in that fleeting moment, Feng Youyu and Feng Ziyang arrived. Their own fearsome pressures crashed onto him, rendering him immobile.

“Am I going to fail now?” Panic surged within Lin Xiao. The combined force of two Martial Venerables and a peak Martial King was overwhelming, stifling his every countermeasure—even the strength to crush his foes eluded him.

“Beast, die!” Chen Wendao closed in, maneuvering around Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue to strike Lin Xiao directly.

But at that instant, a torrent of spiritual power surged toward Chen Wendao, disrupting his advance.

Simultaneously, another Martial Venerable’s aura shielded Lin Xiao from behind, clashing with the opposing pressures.

Lin Xiao didn’t need to guess—it was Ye Fenghua and Yi Xuanfeng intervening. Under Ye Fenghua’s fifth-grade spiritual power and Yi Xuanfeng’s counterforce, the pressure lifted, freeing his body. He summoned his spiritual power and retreated swiftly.

“Move again, and I’ll kill them!” As he withdrew, Lin Xiao’s voice thundered in warning.

At his words, Chen Wendao, Feng Youyu, and Feng Ziyang froze. Lin Xiao indeed held the power to end their lives.

Taking advantage of the brief pause, Lin Xiao retreated over a dozen zhang. Ye Fenghua and Yi Xuanfeng rushed to his side.

The life-or-death exchange halted in that fleeting moment, the dust and shockwaves from Lin Xiao’s clash with the pair finally settling.

Chen Wendao, Feng Youyu, and Feng Ziyang faced off against Ye Fenghua and Yi Xuanfeng. Lin Xiao stood, hands gripping Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue, the scene crystallizing before the crowd.

It had all unfolded in the blink of an eye. By the time the onlookers’ eyes caught up, this was the tableau before them.

Hearts raced silently. Five powerhouses had clashed, and Lin Xiao’s narrow escape was harrowing—yet astonishingly, his side seemed to hold the upper hand, with Feng Lanyue and Chen Yan in his grasp.

The scene froze in that instant.

“Hmph, Yi Xuanfeng, Ye Fenghua—do you intend to oppose our two families?” Chen Wendao, thwarted in his move, roared furiously at the pair.

“Master Chen, you exaggerate. A contest between juniors—victory or defeat is commonplace. We merely didn’t want elders striking the young,” Ye Fenghua replied with measured humility.

“Exactly. Elders attacking juniors lacks dignity!” Yi Xuanfeng sighed, glancing at Lin Xiao with a mix of shock and amusement. The Junior’s actions were truly staggering.

“Hmph, then tell him to release them now!” Chen Wendao growled.

“Indeed, Lin Xiao, let them go, or I’ll ensure you have no burial ground!” Feng Ziyang barked coldly at him.

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Facing the menacing duo, Lin Xiao’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “Heh, if I let them go, do you think you’d spare me?”

With that, he tightened his grip on their necks, pulling them apart slightly as he faced forward, his hands squeezing harder.

He knew full well that after humiliating them at their wedding, the two families’ fury would never allow him to walk away, no matter what.

Feng Ziyang’s words were as good as empty.

At Lin Xiao’s provocative move, Chen Wendao and Feng Ziyang’s anger flared. The realization hit the families’ members too, and a wave of killing intent surged through the crowd.

“You!” Chen Wendao and Feng Ziyang nearly choked with rage, but with their kin in Lin Xiao’s hands, they forced themselves to restrain their fury.

“Lin Xiao, trust me—with our families’ strength, you’ll never escape. You’d best release them!” Chen Wendao’s face was dark as still water, his voice low and steady.

“If you dare act, there’ll be no place for you or your family in the Lanlan Empire!” Feng Ziyang added, invoking Lin Xiao’s kin in a chilling threat.

Lin Xiao’s eyes narrowed, a surge of killing intent flashing within. Threatening his family—these great clans were indeed rotten to the core.

“Lin Xiao, if you kill me, your Lin family will be wiped out—down to the last dog!” Chen Yan, bloodied and mangled in Lin Xiao’s grasp, glared with savage hatred. Though gravely wounded, he clung to consciousness.

His twisted expression radiated unbridled rage and loathing toward Lin Xiao.

“Release us, and you might still have a chance to live!” Feng Lanyue rasped, her voice hoarse. She couldn’t fathom losing to someone she once could’ve crushed effortlessly—a mere waste in her eyes.

Lin Xiao’s icy gaze snapped to them, sending a shiver through their hearts.

“A year ago, when you framed me, did you ever imagine this day?” His grip tightened, a thick killing intent radiating from him.

“Lin Xiao, stop! I’ll ensure you get out!”

Feng Youyu, silent until now, spoke urgently. Her tone was softer than the others’, her eyes lifting to meet the少年 before her. A complex mix of emotions flickered across her face as she added, her voice wavering between coldness and something veiled, “Otherwise, there’ll be no chance left between us.”

Lin Xiao lowered his head, gazing deeply at the captivating woman before him. He fell silent, saying nothing for a long while. The entire scene hushed with him.

All eyes locked onto Lin Xiao.

Every heart leapt to every throat. Would this defiant prodigy really kill Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue in front of the two families, before everyone?

“He wouldn’t dare, would he?”

“No way—unless he’s suicidal. If he kills them, even nine lives wouldn’t save him.”

“With Yi Xuanfeng and Ye Fenghua, he could survive if he doesn’t kill them. Even if he doesn’t care about himself, for his family’s sake, he wouldn’t. Unless he’s a fool, he won’t do it.”

Whispers rippled through the crowd, all watching the tense standoff. No one could’ve predicted that the grand wedding of two geniuses would unravel like this. Either way, the two families’ reputations were utterly shattered.

If Lin Xiao walked away now, his name would echo through the empire, his fame soaring.

“Between us?” Lin Xiao let out a bitter laugh. He genuinely felt something for Feng Youyu, a longing for something more. Yet here they stood, at this impasse.

“Yes, let them go. If you do, between us…” Feng Youyu’s voice faltered, unsure how to continue.

Finally, she stammered, “There’s still a chance.”

Her words puzzled the crowd, leaving them uncertain. Only Ye Fenghua’s brow furrowed slightly, an indescribable feeling stirring within him.

“Heh!” Gazing at Feng Youyu’s conflicted expression, Lin Xiao let out a cold, melancholic laugh. Then, with a sudden surge of strength in his hands…

“Pfft!”

Their throats shattered in an instant, blood spraying as their heads tore free from their necks.

In that fleeting moment, Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue’s faces contorted in horror, eyes bulging with disbelief. Even in this situation, Lin Xiao dared to kill them…

But before they could process it, their heads flew from their bodies, consciousness fading.

In that instant, the entire crowd froze, dumbfounded. The plaza fell so silent that not even a breath could be heard.

No one could have imagined that the heirs of two of the empire’s mightiest forces, in the midst of their wedding, would be slain—necks snapped before everyone’s eyes.

Chen Wendao was stunned. Feng Ziyang was stunned. Even Feng Youyu stood petrified, as if her mind had blanked, rooted in place.

The scene was a deathly stillness.

Everyone knew this was the calm before the storm.

Then, ragged breaths began to break the silence.

“Roar!” A furious bellow erupted from Chen Wendao. A terrifying force exploded from his hands, surging toward Lin Xiao.

“Kid, run!” Yi Xuanfeng shouted, unleashing a mountain-crushing palm strike to intercept Chen Wendao’s trio.

“Go!” Ye Fenghua snapped to his senses, his fifth-grade elementary spiritual power flaring. He seized control of Lin Xiao’s body, yanking him back swiftly.

“You dare!” Feng Ziyang roared, twin palms blasting forth a torrent of power as he charged.

“Kill!” Chen Wendao bellowed, his body flashing like lightning through Yi Xuanfeng’s palm force. Yi Xuanfeng intercepted him, and the two clashed in a dazzling burst of light and earth-shaking shockwaves.

Meanwhile, Feng Ziyang broke through, barreling toward Ye Fenghua and Lin Xiao.

“Go—I’ll hold him!” Feng Ziyang, a peak Martial King, was too much for Ye Fenghua to fend off while retreating with Lin Xiao. Unwilling to kill a Feng family member, he opted to let Lin Xiao escape while he stalled.

Their battle erupted in turn.

As Lin Xiao retreated, a figure suddenly appeared before him, blocking his path.

It was Feng Youyu.

Her glistening eyes fixed on him, an icy aura radiating from her. She shook her head, murmuring, “You shouldn’t have done it!”

Lin Xiao glanced upward, his tone calm. “Make your move!”

“Chi!” A vast Martial Venerable aura surged from the horizon, a dark streak of light—like a black lightning bolt—lancing toward Feng Youyu.

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“Hahaha, I didn’t expect you, kid, to actually go through with it!” A hearty laugh rang out as a black-haired elder’s voice boomed through the air.

“Martial Venerable!” Feng Youyu turned to face the figure, her brows furrowing. She unleashed a brilliant palm strike to meet it.

“Boom!” An earth-shattering clash erupted as the two forces collided, unleashing a sea of power that radiated outward, its terrifying pressure enveloping all directions.

This strike was evenly matched.

The crowd grew even more astonished. What was Lin Xiao, exactly? So many powerhouses were stepping in for him—the Spirit Controller Alliance Leader Ye Fenghua, Tianxuan Sect Master Yi Xuanfeng, and now another Martial Venerable.

A battle between Martial Venerables was a spectacle of devastating might.

“You’re not from the Lanlan Empire!” Feng Youyu raised her hand, launching another profound, boundless palm strike.

“Entrusted by someone—can’t be helped,” Ge Mu chuckled lightly, countering with his own strike.

“An outsider daring to meddle here—courting death!” Feng Youyu’s expression chilled. She soared into the air, drawing a long sword. With an elegant swing, radiant light surged from the blade, unleashing a terrifying sword beam. Its dazzling brilliance carried earth-shaking power, slashing across the sky like a rainbow.

“A Martial Venerable from the Moyu Empire!” Meng Xi’s eyes narrowed, instantly recognizing Ge Mu’s identity.

Zhou Moyi’s face grew solemn. Lin Xiao had ties to the Moyu Empire too?

Ye Fenghua, still battling Feng Ziyang, frowned. Seeing Ge Mu challenge Feng Youyu, a faint coldness crossed his face.

This was deeply complicated for him. He longed to stand with Feng Youyu against their foe, but duty and honor bound him to protect Lin Xiao.

Otherwise, even Feng Youyu might look down on him…

“Boom!”

At that moment, another direction erupted with a deafening blast. A torrent of energy exploded in the air, its boundless waves crashing outward like a stormy sea.

“Yi Xuanfeng, do you truly intend to make enemies of our two families?” Chen Wendao’s furious shout rolled through the sky.

“Entrusted by someone—Lin Xiao must not die!” Yi Xuanfeng replied with a resonant voice.

“Anyone who acts is an enemy of the Chen and Feng families!” Feng Ziyang’s thunderous roar followed.

Yet his answer came in the form of Ye Fenghua’s potent spiritual power—a transparent palm print hurtling toward him.

“Very well! Feng family, heed my command: kill Lin Xiao with all your might! Anyone who interferes, slay without mercy!” Feng Ziyang roared in fury, his vast power surging forth.

“Chen family, heed my command: kill Lin Xiao at all costs! Anyone who acts is an enemy of the Chen family—slay without mercy!” Chen Wendao bellowed, his rage now fully unleashed.

As their words fell, terrifying auras erupted from the families’ ranks. Among them, ten stood out—Martial King powerhouses.

“Spirit Controller Alliance—save our member!” Ye Fenghua shouted succinctly.

The alliance members’ hearts trembled. The Spirit Controller Alliance acting meant openly clashing with two major powers.

Some hesitated, weighing their options. The alliance wasn’t a rigid organization—those unwilling could stay neutral or even leave without much consequence.

But Ye Fenghua held immense prestige, now bolstered by his fifth-grade breakthrough. At his command, many made their choice. Waves of powerful spiritual energy erupted in succession.

Le Zheng Hongmao and Situ Guang, the two vice-leaders—fourth-grade intermediate spirit controllers—acted instantly, followed by the two fourth-grade elementary spirit controllers.

“This kid’s turning the world upside down!” Wen Renliang charged forward. He’d brought Lin Xiao to the capital—he couldn’t stand by.

“Damn kid, the alliance is risking everything for you—but let’s do this!” Wu Meng and Pang Po joined the fray, followed by Wu Sha, Xuanxuan, and others. Except for Wu Gong and Fan Renlou, the entire Spirit Controller Alliance surged forth, their spiritual power crashing toward the Feng and Chen experts like a tidal wave.

The battle between the two sides ignited.

“Master, do we act?” Wu Gong asked, glancing at the charging crowd.

“They chose Wen Renliang back then, and they weren’t wrong—it was I who erred,” Fan Renlou sighed deeply. “This time, let’s go all in. Protecting Lin Xiao might benefit you greatly in the future!”

With that, Fan Renlou unleashed his third-grade advanced spiritual power, propelling himself into the air.

Nodding, Wu Gong followed, a flying sword darting from his hand as he joined Fan Renlou’s assault.

Even Ye Yu joined the fight, though he wasn’t sure whose side he was on. He knew his uncle admired Feng Youyu, but Ye Fenghua was a man of honor and unwavering word. In this situation, he had no choice but to oppose the Feng family. With the alliance fully engaged, Ye Yu couldn’t just stand idle…

Seeing both sides clash, Lin Xiao’s heart quivered. He hadn’t expected so many to fight for him today—even the entire Spirit Controller Alliance, including Fan Renlou and Wu Gong, who’d once opposed him.

Etching their faces into his memory, Lin Xiao’s vitality surged within him.

“Tianxuan Sect disciples, hear me! If you still see me as your Sect Master, save Lin Xiao!” Yi Xuanfeng’s voice boomed.

At his call, his loyalists—three inner elders, all Martial Kings, and five outer elders, peak Heavenly Martial experts—acted without hesitation.

These were men and women who’d received Yi Xuanfeng’s favor, some even owing him their lives. They’d carried that debt for years, fearing they’d never repay it after his disappearance. Seeing him now, they were overjoyed—ready to brave any peril at his command.

With the Spirit Controller Alliance fully committed and the eight elders charging forth, Tianxuan Sect disciples began to join, intercepting the two families’ forces.

Yet a third remained still—overwhelmed by the families’ numbers and lacking deep ties to Yi Xuanfeng.

Crucially, Grand Elder Yan Yitian, two inner elders, and four outer elders stayed put.

“Hmph, you dare kill my disciple? No matter what, I’ll end you today!” Yan Yitian roared, charging toward Lin Xiao.

“We can’t save someone who killed a fellow sect member, Sect Master!” Beside Yan Yitian, a Martial King inner elder took flight with him.

“Kill this beast who murdered a Tianxuan disciple!” Another inner elder shouted, vitality wings sprouting as he joined them.

Simultaneously, four outer elders loyal to the Grand Elder surged toward Lin Xiao.

Many disciples from Yan Yitian and Chen Yan’s faction followed, especially those who’d expelled Lin Xiao—they couldn’t let this threat live.

“You traitors! Liu Yuan, Yu Bai, Jing Ran—stop them!” Yi Xuanfeng roared in fury.

Two inner elders and several outer elders turned, attacking Yan Yitian’s group.

The scene descended into chaos—blades flashing, vitality crisscrossing, brilliant lights bursting everywhere. A torrent of energy surged as a massive melee erupted.

The outer guests, invited to the event, recoiled in horror, retreating to the Feng family’s perimeter.

Their factions couldn’t compare to these elite imperial powers—none dared approach.

Only two groups remained untouched on the plaza: the imperial family and the Zhou family. But with the battle’s chaos, it wouldn’t be long before stray shockwaves reached them.

Watching the melee, Meng Ying frowned, turning to Meng Xi. “If Lin Xiao survives, the two families will deepen their alliance to hunt him down. With their marriage bond severed, tensions might grow. Should we act—help them kill Lin Xiao to prevent their unity?”

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Hearing this, Meng Xi shook her head solemnly. “No, rather than preventing the two families from having a reason to unite, keeping Lin Xiao as a lingering threat to unsettle them is better!”

“I understand what to do!” Meng Ying cupped her hands and quietly withdrew.

Glancing at Meng Xi and the retreating Meng Ying, Zhou Moyi, clearly prepared, signaled a Martial King beside him. The Martial King nodded and slipped away.

“All imperial forces, retreat to the perimeter!” Seeing the battle intensify, Meng Xi ordered.

“The Zhou family, pull back too!” Zhou Moyi added promptly.

Both groups swiftly withdrew.

At that moment, Lin Xiao glanced at the Tianxuan Sect disciples charging into the fray. A flicker of emotion stirred within him—most had little connection to him, yet they joined the fight at Yi Xuanfeng’s command.

But when he saw Grand Elder Yan Yitian and his faction charging toward him, his eyes turned icy, a thick killing intent surging forth.

At this critical juncture, they defied Yi Xuanfeng’s orders to attack him, effectively neutralizing the Tianxuan Sect experts aiding him in mutual combat.

Memorizing their faces, Lin Xiao clenched his fists, summoned his spiritual power, and took flight, speeding toward the Feng family’s outer edge.

With his current strength, he couldn’t face a Martial King. His priority now was escaping the Feng family and the imperial city.

The city harbored too many experts from both families.

For the fleeing Lin Xiao, those below Martial King posed little threat—unable to form vitality wings for flight. The real danger came from Martial Kings.

The Feng and Chen families had unleashed ten Martial Kings. The Spirit Controller Alliance’s four fourth-grade spirit controllers—two intermediate and two elementary—could only hold off four, plus disrupt some Heavenly Martial experts.

Third-grade spirit controllers capable of flight, even combined, could at best stall one or two Martial Kings. The families’ Heavenly Martial experts vastly outnumbered the alliance and Tianxuan Sect combined. Under their interference, the Martial Kings wouldn’t be delayed long.

That meant at least four Martial Kings were free to pursue him, with two more likely to break away soon.

“Kid, your life ends here!” As expected, an elder’s shout thundered from behind. Lin Xiao sensed several powerful auras closing in.

Glancing back, he saw four Martial Kings, vitality wings spread, charging toward him—now just twenty or thirty zhang away.

“Shiu!”

Without hesitation, Lin Xiao pulled the Thunderbolt Evil Fire Pill from his storage ring. Splitting off a thread of spiritual power, he sent it hurtling silently backward.

With the four Martial Kings rushing toward him, the pill reached them in a blink. Lin Xiao injected his spiritual power into it.

“Here’s a fourth-grade explosive pill for you!”

In that instant, he shouted back, pushing his speed to the limit.

“What?!” The lead Martial King’s face twisted in shock, but it was too late to dodge. A violent energy erupted before him.

“Boom!”

A deafening blast, like divine thunder from the ninth heaven, exploded. A sea of energy detonated, a blinding light outshining the sun illuminating the surroundings. Waves of power surged outward like a stormy sea, the void seemingly fracturing as space trembled.

Caught in the blast, the lead Martial King felt his mind blur. Like a kite with a cut string, he was flung far back, never imagining he’d fall to a junior’s trick.

“The fourth-grade Thunderbolt Evil Fire Pill—truly formidable!” Seeing the Martial King blasted away, Lin Xiao’s heart jolted. As he angled downward, the explosion’s shockwave roared overhead.

Had he not preemptively descended, he’d have been caught in it too—his escape distance wasn’t far enough.

An attack pill’s power exceeded his expectations by far.

In that moment, he saw the second Martial King, following closely, summon a robust vitality shield. Still, he was blasted back, blood spraying from his mouth.

The two farther back veered aside, activating their vitality shields and pushing out energy to resist the blast.

But the fourth-grade Thunderbolt Evil Fire Pill, infused with a third-tier beast core, Heaven-Devouring, and Azure Fire spiritual energies, unleashed a force they couldn’t fully block in their haste.

After a brief resistance, both were hurled back—one spitting blood.

The shockwave didn’t stop there, toppling a dozen more approaching experts from both families.

Those farther back retreated in panic.

“That’s the pill that won the refining competition? Its power is terrifying!” The battling crowd on the plaza gasped, belatedly realizing Lin Xiao still held an explosive pill—one that even Martial Kings suffered from.

“Killing a Martial King with it isn’t easy, but without them blocking me, it’s enough to escape the Feng family!” Muttering to himself, Lin Xiao turned to see the Feng family’s perimeter ahead.

But at that moment, a white-haired elder materialized in front of him, a fearsome Martial King aura crashing toward him.

“Not good!” Lin Xiao’s brows shot up.

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“Chi!”

Sensing the Martial King’s threatening aura, Lin Xiao halted his figure midair and unleashed his spiritual energy, activating an energy-based martial skill derived from the Eternal Heavenly Spirit Art.

A massive black-azure energy palm formed above his head, its radiant glow illuminating the heavens and earth. The eerie forces of incineration and devouring radiated from the giant palm with overwhelming power.

“Hmph!” The white-haired Martial King snorted coldly, casually striking out with a palm. A colossal vitality-formed palm print surged toward the energy hand.

Though the move seemed offhand, it carried immense force, whipping up a fierce gale with a howling roar.

“One Hand Covers the Sky!” Lin Xiao muttered, driving the energy palm downward.

“Rumble!”

A deafening explosion shook the sky as a vast energy erupted. Unmatched waves of power rippled through the heavens, accompanied by blinding light. Rolling shockwaves surged in all directions.

This clash was a deadlock.

For a third-grade intermediate spirit controller to match a Martial King’s strike stunned the white-haired elder. Though it was a casual blow, it was still a Martial King’s formidable attack.

“Run!” Lin Xiao thought, veering sideways in flight.

This Martial King was too strong—likely at the sixth or seventh layer, far beyond ordinary.

“Hmph, if I let you escape, wouldn’t my title as the Chen family’s Second Elder be a joke?”

In a flash, the Second Elder darted ahead, blocking Lin Xiao’s path. His palm morphed into a fist, unleashing a dazzling fist beam. The piercing light sliced through the air with a sonic boom, hurtling toward Lin Xiao.

“Roar!” A blood dragon phantom emerged behind Lin Xiao, a brilliant earthen glow bursting from his dantian. With wild martial intent surging, he clenched his right fist and countered with a ferocious punch.

“Reverse Chaos Second Form!” he muttered inwardly. Chaotic vitality erupted from his fist, forming a horizontal beam that surged forward, the nearby air twisting and boiling.

The Blood Dragon Anomaly, paired with savage martial intent and a Heaven-tier skill, unleashed devastating might.

“Boom! Chi!”

Yet when the forces collided, the chaotic fist beam shattered inch by inch, only offsetting part of the elder’s fist beam. The remaining radiant energy smashed through, striking Lin Xiao’s chest.

“Pfft!”

Blood sprayed as Lin Xiao’s body was flung backward, crashing to the ground.

“The Chen family’s Second Elder is indeed powerful!” Lin Xiao grimaced. The gap in strength was too vast—especially against the second-ranked elder, whose single punch had wounded him.

“Lin Xiao, your life ends here!” At that moment, a group charged from behind.

Though not Martial Kings, most were Heavenly Martial experts—dozens strong. On the ground, they posed a significant threat.

“Let’s test the Heaven-Devouring Art on you!” Gritting his teeth, Lin Xiao summoned a torrent of spiritual power from his mind. The black-azure spiritual energy churned along mysterious pathways.

“Whoo! Whoo!”

A eerie whistling erupted from nowhere. A five-to-six-zhang black-azure vortex materialized above Lin Xiao’s head, an immense suction force exploding outward, enveloping all directions.

“Shiu!” “Shiu!” “Shiu!”…

The dozen leading attackers couldn’t slow down—instead, their speed increased, hurtling into the vortex.

“What?!” Seeing them vanish without a trace, the next dozen paled, frantically summoning power to retreat.

To their horror, no matter how they struggled, their bodies were inexorably drawn toward the sinister vortex.

“No!” Screams of terror rang out as they were sucked into the abyss-like swirl, their voices fading into silence.

“Devouring power!”

The Second Elder’s face twisted in shock at the black-azure vortex. He felt its terrifying pull tugging at him, an instinct warning that even he might not survive if ensnared.

Normally, a junior wouldn’t faze him, but this power was too bizarre—infused with cosmic spiritual energy. Recalling how four Martial Kings had been blasted earlier, he could no longer treat Lin Xiao as an ordinary foe.

This kid’s trump cards were endless—he couldn’t afford to be careless.

“Boom!” After a brief stun, the Second Elder struck with a palm, unleashing a mountain-crushing force at the vortex.

Even his feet began sliding forward under the pull.

“Chi!”

The massive palm force slammed into the vortex, eliciting sharp hisses. Yet the vortex swallowed it whole. The Second Elder’s expression shifted again.

Fortunately, his strike dimmed the vortex, and it soon faded into the void.

But seeing no trace—not even a corpse—of the twenty or thirty family experts swallowed by it, rage contorted his face.

“Beast!”

With a furious roar, he unleashed an Earth-tier fist technique.

“Boom!”

The void trembled as a blinding fist beam erupted, surging like a mighty river with terrifying pressure. Lightning-fast, it thundered toward Lin Xiao.

Sensing the oncoming terror, Lin Xiao’s face paled. He couldn’t muster his strongest move, the Heaven-Devouring Spirit Finger, in time. His hand brushed the Sky Demon Scorpion Black Barb—his final trump card. But using it meant immediate escape, or risk it turning on him once it awoke, making things worse.

Precisely because of this, he hesitated to play his last card lightly.

“Shiu!”

In that moment of indecision, a graceful figure appeared. A stunning woman in a third-grade spirit controller’s robe stepped before him, crushing a pill in her hand.

It was Wu Sha. As the pill shattered, a brilliant green light burst from her palm, forming a thick barrier ahead. It solidified into a lotus-shaped crystalline shield, unyielding as a fortress.

“Boom! Chi!”

A resounding crash echoed as the Second Elder’s fearsome fist beam struck the crystalline defense, sparking sharp hisses. The beam dissipated, its residual shockwaves minimal, until it vanished entirely.

The shield had fully blocked a Martial King’s lethal strike.

“She blocked it?!” The Second Elder’s heart jolted. This was his full seventh-layer Martial King strength, enhanced by a potent skill—yet a junior stopped it?

This girl was just a third-grade elementary spirit controller?

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“It’s a defensive pill!” Amid the battlefield, Ye Fenghua shouted in astonishment as he witnessed Wu Sha block the Martial King’s attack. His eyes gleamed with excitement.

Defensive pills were on par with explosive pills. While explosive pills were attack-oriented, boasting immense destructive power—as evidenced by the earlier blast that injured Martial Kings—defensive pills focused on protection. When crushed, their energy instantly erupted into a crystalline barrier. The interwoven medicinal properties formed a shield that dampened vitality attacks, bogging them down like mud, neutralizing their force.

Using a defensive pill could block a powerful strike, potentially saving a life in a critical moment.

This was one of the spirit controllers’ most formidable tools.

What shocked Ye Fenghua wasn’t just its defensive prowess, but what it represented: a long-lost defensive pill formula, akin to the explosive pill recipe, had resurfaced in the spirit controller world!

If both formulas spread, they could usher the spirit controller community into a golden age.

Having recently witnessed the explosive pill’s debut and now the defensive pill’s emergence, Ye Fenghua’s excitement surged.

“A legendary defensive pill!” Far off, Le Zheng Hongmao, holding back the families’ experts, gasped in shock. As a seasoned spirit controller, he knew its value well.

Such peerless formulas were, alongside cosmic spiritual energies, the stuff of dreams for high-ranking spirit controllers.

“No wonder—it’s a defensive pill! If I’m not mistaken, it was refined during the finals of the alchemy competition, right?” Pang Po, watching the scene, exclaimed in awe.

“Exactly. It’s a secret formula of our Wu family, finally successfully refined in this generation. We planned to develop it quietly, but Wu Sha had to use it now!” Wu Meng nodded.

Crafting a defensive pill required more than just a formula and ingredients—it demanded exceptional talent and refining skill.

Even Wu Meng had never succeeded in making one.

Its successful creation signaled the Wu family’s rise. During the alchemy competition, they’d kept it under wraps to avoid attention and trouble, intending a low-key ascent. But to save Lin Xiao, Wu Sha had no choice but to reveal it.

Now, with Wu Sha in danger, Wu Meng abandoned his opponent and raced toward her.

“No wonder you lost it back then, old man. Successfully crafting a defensive pill—with its utility, it’d rank second in the competition, no question!” Pang Po couldn’t help but remark.

He too charged forward at top speed.

The pair had been stalling a Martial King. With their third-grade advanced spiritual power, the Martial King couldn’t overpower them.

But since their target wasn’t the Martial King, when they let go, he ignored them and rushed toward Lin Xiao.

“Didn’t expect your Wu family to have such a trump card!” Wen Renliang marveled, disbelief on his face. He intensified his attacks, trying to break free from his foes.

Yet surrounded by several high-tier Heavenly Martial experts, he couldn’t escape.

Other veteran spirit controllers were equally stunned—this was a symbolically significant pill for their world.

“Wu Sha can’t come to harm!”

Ye Fenghua’s brows furrowed. He seized a nearby Feng family Heavenly Martial expert with his spiritual power, hurling them at Feng Ziyang. Then he shot forward.

With fifth-grade elementary spiritual power, he’d always had the upper hand. Had he not been focused on shielding Lin Xiao from Feng Ziyang, he could’ve disengaged anytime.

As Ye Fenghua withdrew, Feng Ziyang dodged, letting the Heavenly Martial expert crash far off with a scream. Spreading vitality wings, he sped forward.

Though it was one of his own, the airborne tumble wouldn’t be fatal, so Feng Ziyang didn’t bother mitigating it.

Near the Feng family’s perimeter, the Chen family’s Second Elder, seeing Wu Sha block his strike, grew furious. “Hmph, let’s see how many you can stop!”

“Wu Sha, dodge!” Lin Xiao’s brows shot up as he launched skyward. A Martial King might be blocked once, but not twice.

Facing the Second Elder preparing another attack, Wu Sha’s expression shifted. She wanted to evade but feared Lin Xiao would take the brunt behind her. Bracing herself, she summoned vitality to resist.

“Courting death!” Seeing a mere third-grade spirit controller dare to stand her ground, the Second Elder sneered cruelly, his fist technique poised to strike. But at that moment, a middle-aged voice thundered over.

“Elder Chen, show mercy—don’t harm Wu Sha!”

It was Ye Fenghua.

Hearing him, the Second Elder paused. Ye Fenghua had only fought the families to protect Lin Xiao and hadn’t gone all-out against Feng Ziyang. Killing Wu Sha might push Ye Fenghua to desperation, bringing more harm than good.

Their primary target was Lin Xiao—Wu Sha’s fate mattered little.

Killing her wouldn’t shift the outcome much. Afterward, the Spirit Controller Alliance might even offer a hefty price to settle things. Once Lin Xiao was dead, the alliance would have no cause to oppose them.

“I won’t touch her, but Lin Xiao dies!” Pausing briefly, the Second Elder charged forward.

“Lin Xiao, your weapon!” As he neared Wu Sha, she tossed him a white half-arm skeletal hand.

Lin Xiao’s eyes flickered. He quickly infused it with spiritual power, directing it to attack the oncoming Second Elder.

The skeletal hand—his only spiritual weapon, a mysterious treasure—had been left on the ground during his clash with Chen Yan, unretrieved in the chaos.

That dire moment had left no chance to recover it.

Wu Sha clearly understood its importance to him.

She must’ve grabbed it at the first opportunity to return it now.

“Thoughtful!” Gratitude flashed in his eyes as he poured vast spiritual power into the skeletal hand, reawakening its sinister force.

“Chi!” Rolling white mist surged, ghostly wails echoing as a chilling aura erupted. Terrifying, eerie power burst forth, thick with death and corrosion.

The Second Elder’s face twisted in alarm—this thing’s uncanny nature sent shivers down his spine.

“Boom!” Unleashing his full strength, he shattered the sinister force, sending the skeletal hand flying.

A cold sweat beaded on his brow. Today, a junior had once again made him feel fear.

Snapping back, his vitality flared in rage. “Truly courting death!”

With that, he blurred into an afterimage, closing in on Lin Xiao in an instant, palm striking out.

No defensive pill, no other treasures, no fourth- or fifth-grade spirit controllers or Martial Kings to intervene—at close range, Lin Xiao was surely doomed!

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“Pfft!”

Abruptly, a dagger flashed from the side of the Chen family’s Second Elder, piercing his palm. A spurt of blood erupted.

Before he could react, a terrifying surge of spiritual power seized him, slamming his body brutally into the ground.

Bang!

Soil sprayed, dust billowed, and the Second Elder’s form crashed into the earth, carving out a crater.

Lin Xiao froze, stunned. Moments ago, he’d been ready to play his final trump card.

Yet a powerful spirit controller had intervened, smashing a high-tier Martial King like the Second Elder into the ground.

“Who’s there?!” A furious roar erupted from the pit as a disheveled, dirt-smeared elder shot into the sky, his wild Martial King aura surging around him.

He’d been on the verge of success, only to be ambushed—his rage was palpable.

“Me!” A calm, aged voice replied. A dark figure appeared like a phantom not far off.

“Zhuifeng!” Lin Xiao jolted in recognition.

It was Zhuifeng—the fourth-grade advanced spirit controller from the Moyu Empire who’d tried to assassinate him at the Spirit Controller Alliance over two weeks ago.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Zhuifeng to save him now.

Behind Zhuifeng, Yunfeng’s figure followed in flight.

“Who are you?!” The Second Elder’s gaze locked onto Zhuifeng, his expression hardening. He could sense the man’s strength.

Fourth-grade advanced spiritual power—equivalent to a peak Martial King—outclassed him.

Ignoring the Second Elder, Zhuifeng glanced at Lin Xiao with a grin. “Didn’t expect you to have such guts, kid, stirring up this much trouble.”

“No time for chatter. Back then, I attacked you due to our opposing sides. Now that the Lanlan Empire has no place for you, come to the Moyu Empire in the future!”

A glimmer of hope flickered in Zhuifeng’s eyes.

“So that’s his angle!” Lin Xiao realized. He had no interest in the Moyu Empire, but since Zhuifeng was helping him now, he held his tongue.

It could offset their past encounter.

“So you’re from the Moyu Empire—daring to injure me here? Tired of living!” The Second Elder snarled, drawing a longsword. Radiant light flared as he prepared a Chen family Earth-tier technique.

“Heh, this old man Zhuifeng didn’t earn his name for nothing. Kid, run—this guy’s mine!” Zhuifeng chuckled, recalling his dagger. It streaked from the side toward the Second Elder.

Caught mid-preparation, the Second Elder swung his sword to deflect the dagger.

Seeing Zhuifeng hold the Second Elder at bay, ensuring Wu Sha and Lin Xiao’s safety, Ye Fenghua, Wu Meng, Pang Po, and the others sighed in relief. With Lin Xiao’s escape window open, they swiftly reengaged their original foes.

Feng Ziyang and another Martial King were intercepted mid-charge.

“Take care!” Lin Xiao called to Wu Sha, then darted toward the Feng family’s outer edge. With the Martial Kings occupied, it was his chance to flee.

“Think you can escape that easily?” A cold shout rang from behind. Lin Xiao glanced back to see a blood-soaked elder, vitality wings spread, charging furiously.

“The injured Martial King—he recovered so fast!” Lin Xiao’s brows furrowed. This was one of the four he’d blasted with the Thunderbolt Evil Fire Pill. Positioned farthest, his injuries must’ve been lighter.

Still, recovering so quickly from a fourth-grade explosive pill showed a Martial King’s resilience—likely aided by potent healing pills.

“Didn’t kill you? Lucky you. Let’s see if you fall again!” Lin Xiao summoned his spiritual energy, preparing the Heaven-Devouring Art.

“We’ll help you stall him—Wu Sha, assist me!” Yunfeng’s voice cut in. A dagger, brimming with rolling spiritual power, hurtled toward the Martial King.

Zhuifeng could sense this Martial King was only early-stage. With Yunfeng’s third-grade advanced and Wu Sha’s third-grade elementary spiritual power, they couldn’t win, but they could delay him briefly.

“好!” Wu Sha, surprised by Yunfeng’s aid, quickly reacted, directing a flying sword at the Martial King.

“Thanks!” Lin Xiao shouted back. Regardless of past tensions, Yunfeng’s help was welcome. Avoiding a fight was ideal—he didn’t know when the other three injured Martial Kings might recover.

If they did, his troubles would multiply.

With no immediate threats, Lin Xiao accelerated toward the Feng family’s outskirts.

“You think you can leave?!”

But then, figures with vitality wings appeared ahead—white-haired elders blocking his path.

Four in total.

“Grand Elder!” The Second Elder, spotting them, shouted in elation.

“The rest of the Chen family’s Martial Kings are here!” Lin Xiao halted abruptly.

Clad in Chen family garb, these four were clearly the remaining Martial Kings arriving at the Feng estate.

“You dared bomb me with an explosive pill, you beast—you’ll pay!”

Another bloodied Martial King surged from behind.

Lin Xiao’s brows tightened as he glanced back. Another of the bombed Martial Kings had recovered.

It seemed one fourth-grade Thunderbolt Evil Fire Pill wasn’t enough to cripple four Martial Kings long-term.

Assessing the situation, Lin Xiao’s expression darkened. One Martial King? He could hit with the Heaven-Devouring Spirit Finger and escape.

But now, four ahead—including a peak Martial King—and two behind? He was trapped.

At that moment, Ge Mu, locked in fierce combat with Feng Youyu, noticed Lin Xiao’s plight. Abandoning his fight, he raced over.

Ye Fenghua, dominating Feng Ziyang and his group, blasted Feng Ziyang back and sped toward Lin Xiao.

Pinned between four Martial Kings, Lin Xiao was in grave danger.

“Surrender, and I’ll leave you a whole corpse!” The Chen family Grand Elder’s authoritative voice boomed. A radiant golden palm, fueled by fury, lunged forward.

To prevent the royal family and Zhou family from sabotaging today’s alliance marriage, the Chen family had sent three Martial Kings. Combined with the Feng family’s full roster, including Feng Ziyang—eight in total—it was an impregnable lineup. Yet word of Chen Yan and Feng Lanyue’s deaths at a youth’s hands, with others aiding his escape, had reached them, driving the Grand Elder and his group into a blood-boiling rage as they rushed over.

Now, facing Lin Xiao, they yearned to crush him into paste.

The dazzling palm, radiating terrifying power, descended like a tidal wave.

“Boom!” Just then, a fist beam sliced through the sky from the side, shattering the golden palm.

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Immediately following, powerful auras surged from both the left and right, totaling six figures, each riding vitality-formed wings beneath their feet.

Clad in black robes, their faces shrouded in dark cloth, they exuded formidable presences, their identities impossible to discern.

In an instant, the six encircled Lin Xiao, forming a tight protective ring around him.

The sudden turn left Lin Xiao bewildered. He didn’t recall knowing this many Martial Kings, did he?

Which faction was stepping in to save him?

“Who are you?” The Chen family Grand Elder barked, his brows knitting tightly. Six Martial Kings outnumbered them, making it difficult to break through to Lin Xiao in the short term.

“Where did so many Martial Kings come from?” Chen Wendao, charging forward, frowned, his gaze inadvertently drifting to Meng Xi and Zhou Moyi, spectating from the Feng family’s perimeter.

Yet both maintained expressions of complete detachment.

The arrival of the six halted the fighting, plunging the scene into a tense standoff.

Onlookers at a distance gaped in shock. Lin Xiao wielded such influence that not only did the Spirit Controller Alliance and Tianxuan Sect back him, but now six Martial Kings had come to his aid?

This lineup was downright terrifying.

Many cast discreet glances toward Zhou Moyi and Meng Xi, watching from a vantage point outside the Feng estate. Speculation buzzed—could these be their Martial Kings? No other faction in the Lanlan Empire boasted so many, save perhaps the top-tier powers. The Feng family had eight, the Chen family seven, Tianxuan Sect six—six Martial Kings alone marked a first-rate force.

Yet Meng Xi and Zhou Moyi’s faces remained impassive, as if uninvolved. Without proof, what could anyone say?

The six ignored the Grand Elder’s question. One glanced at Lin Xiao in the center and said, “Go—we’ll hold them off!”

With that, five figures surged toward the four Chen family Martial Kings ahead and the one behind, while the sixth stood guard in the void.

“Thanks!” Lin Xiao veered sideways and bolted.

“You won’t escape!” Another Martial King, partially recovered from Lin Xiao’s earlier blast, forced his injured body forward.

But the idle black-clad Martial King intercepted him head-on.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”…

Thunderous clashes erupted, dazzling bursts of light illuminating the sky. Rolling shockwaves exploded outward, their unmatched force shaking the heavens.

To avoid the fallout, Lin Xiao accelerated, clearing the Feng family’s outer walls.

“Everyone, stop!”

At that moment, a terrifying, boundless aura swept from the depths of the Feng estate, its overwhelming pressure roaring like divine thunder in everyone’s ears, leaving them buzzing.

Lin Xiao’s expression shifted as he traced the sound. A wind-robed elder emerged, his vast aura stretching across the sky. An oppressive, fearsome pressure enveloped Lin Xiao in moments.

The elder appeared above the battling crowd in a blink—thick brows, deep eyes, broad features, sharp angles, and white hair, exuding vigorous age. His robes billowed, radiating an aura of unrivaled dominance, like a supreme monarch commanding obedience from all.

Under his staggering presence, all combat ceased. Facing him felt like confronting an ultimate sovereign—heart-pounding, awe-inspiring, urging submission.

“Feng Yuntian, you’ve broken through to Martial Lord?!” Meng Xi’s face changed, her eyes flashing with sharp light.

“Martial Lord!” Zhou Moyi, Yi Xuanfeng, Ye Fenghua, and others blanched.

At the words “Martial Lord,” everyone present paled.

Martial Lord—a pinnacle of martial prowess!

Martial Venerables already stood at the Lanlan Empire’s peak. Above them lay Martial Lords.

A Martial Lord needed no vitality to soar through the void—a true overlord, reigning supreme, dominating all.

Though only one realm above Martial Venerable, the gap was astronomical. For countless years, no Martial Lord had emerged in the Lanlan Empire.

Meng Xi, the empire’s top powerhouse, had lingered at Martial Venerable ninth-layer for decades—nearing two hundred years old—yet never crossed that threshold.

No one had imagined Feng Yuntian, the Feng family’s Supreme Elder and the empire’s second-strongest, would surpass Meng Xi to reach this unattainable martial summit first.

Perhaps the title of the Lanlan Empire’s mightiest was about to change hands.

“Sorry, old hag—I beat you to it. Just stepped into Martial Lord,” Feng Yuntian said, a cold smirk flashing as he eyed Meng Xi outside the estate.

“From Martial Venerable eighth-layer to Martial Lord—how did you do it?”

Meng Xi’s eyes flickered, her heart unsteady. Decades at ninth-layer, yet no breakthrough—while he’d leapt two realms into Martial Lord.

Feng Yuntian didn’t answer, instead turning a frigid gaze on Lin Xiao, killing intent glinting.

“Greetings to the Supreme Elder upon your emergence!” Feng Youyu saluted with clasped fists.

“Greetings to the Supreme Elder!” Feng Ziyang and the Feng family followed, their morale surging.

“Congratulations, Brother Feng, on reaching Martial Lord!” Chen Wendao saluted, eyeing Feng Yuntian’s terrifying aura. “But today, someone dared kill our families’ brightest geniuses and attack our people in your presence.”

Feng Yuntian was well aware.

He’d been at a critical breakthrough moment, unable to spare attention to save Feng Lanyue and Chen Yan.

Now, an even more fearsome pressure bore down on Lin Xiao from above. “You killed Feng Lanyue?” he asked, his tone icy.

“A Martial Lord’s pressure—truly terrifying!” Lin Xiao’s heart raced. The mere aura pinned him in place—its full power unimaginable.

Yet even facing a Martial Lord, he showed no fear. Meeting Feng Yuntian’s gaze, he replied coldly, “Yes!”

Feng Yuntian’s expression chilled, twin glints of menace flashing in his eyes. “Do you know that because of her, I reached Martial Lord?”

Lin Xiao’s eyes burned with equal killing intent. “And do you know the sixth-grade spirit stone she used was stolen from me?”

At that, Meng Xi and the others understood—Feng Yuntian had relied on a sixth-grade spirit stone to ascend to Martial Lord.

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“Treasures belong to the capable—you’re unworthy,” Feng Yuntian sneered, a flicker of disdain in his eyes. To him, Lin Xiao was no more than an ant.

“Then who’s capable—her, dying by my hand, or me?” Lin Xiao’s gaze was frigid, his voice icy. “Given time, not just your Feng family’s younger geniuses—even you would fall to me!”

The crowd sucked in sharp breaths. A third-grade spirit controller daring to claim he’d defeat a Martial Lord given time? The audacity and courage were staggering.

Throughout history, countless geniuses had stalled at Martial Venerable. Ascending to Martial Lord required more than talent—unyielding willpower, a martial heart, and rare fortune were essential.

Yet from Lin Xiao’s mouth, such words carried weight.

At sixteen or seventeen, Heavenly Martial Fourth Layer, a third-grade spirit controller with an Earth-tier elementary anomaly—his potential was immeasurable.

Still, his current strength paled before a Martial Lord.

“Hmph, no matter how gifted you are, you’re just a corpse in the end. What a pity—you killed a junior of limitless potential!” Feng Yuntian sighed with deep regret. Feng Lanyue’s fall had come at the worst possible time.

His sovereign aura surged as he swept his gaze across the scene. “You all have some nerve. But today, who among you can save him?”

Yi Xuanfeng, Ge Mu, and Ye Fenghua frowned. The situation had spiraled far beyond their expectations. None had foreseen Feng Yuntian breaking through to Martial Lord.

The two sides were evenly matched before—now, with a Martial Lord, they couldn’t hold out.

“Bullshit! She can kill me, but I can’t kill her? What kind of warped logic is that?”

Lin Xiao’s thunderous shout rang out. “Old dog, I’m leaving today—try and stop me!”

Summoning all his vitality to resist Feng Yuntian’s pressure, Lin Xiao’s face twisted with defiance. He channeled spiritual power into a storage ring on his finger, retrieving a thumb-sized black cocoon.

“Courting death!”

Feng Yuntian’s eyes narrowed, his fist clenching. A sovereign fist intent roared forth, its faint ripples trembling the void.

“Chi! Chi!”

At that moment, a torrent of black mist erupted before Lin Xiao, a shuddering aura sweeping out, shaking the heavens and earth.

The finger-sized cocoon cracked open, a humanoid form emerging.

Amid the rolling black fog, a graceful silhouette appeared. A pair of black wings unfurled from her back, accompanied by a sound like chanting scriptures, as if the world itself quaked.

The massive wings—bat-like, pitch-black, and iron-hard—stretched three to four zhang, their surfaces glinting with a menacing sheen, as if drawing space itself into them.

The billowing black mist spread rapidly in all directions, revealing a striking figure with a clear face.

She appeared as a woman in her early twenties—raven hair flowing, shoulders like lotus petals, a serpentine waist, and legs half-revealed like flawless jade. Her exquisite, bewitching face was peerless, captivating beyond measure.

Above her head, a sinister black spike jutted, paired with her winged, alluring form and breathtaking beauty, casting her as a demonic queen—cold, transcendent, soul-stealing, and utterly mesmerizing. Her perfection defied critique, drawing every gaze and ensnaring every mind.

“Chi!”

Her closed eyes snapped open, twin beams of dark light flashing. Her abyssal black pupils were cold and hollow, radiating a terrifying, sinister aura. She stood like a supreme demon lord, jolting everyone from their brief trance, their hearts trembling.

“This… this is the Sky Demon Scorpion—Beauty Sky Demon!” After a stunned pause, Feng Yuntian’s voice broke with shock.

The Beauty Sky Demon, a female Sky Demon Scorpion, earned her name from her stunning visage—unlike her male counterparts.

“She’s broken through to Martial Lord and grown Sky Demon Wings!” Meng Xi’s horrified voice followed.

A spiritual beast with a human form advanced like a human cultivator—no longer by tiers, but by layers of cultivation. This Beauty Sky Demon had reached that realm.

“What—Beauty Sky Demon?!” The crowd gasped, faces paling with shock and dread, hairs standing on end.

The Sky Demon Scorpion, among the most potent bloodlines of the Spirit Scorpion Clan, was a terror of legendary renown.

Once, during a war between the Lanlan Empire and the Spirit Scorpion Clan, she’d stormed the imperial city alone, crippling a Martial Venerable, slaying dozens of Martial Kings and hundreds of experts. It took four Martial Venerables to drive her off, shaking the empire to its core.

That conflict had ended the war.

Though years had passed, the mere mention of “Beauty Sky Demon” still struck fear into countless powerhouses.

Now, having ascended to Martial Lord, her demonic aura pressed down, choking the crowd.

The sight of her spiked, winged, and breathtaking form sent shivers through every heart.

“How can this be? Why is the Beauty Sky Demon here?!” Yi Xuanfeng’s stunned gaze darted to Lin Xiao behind her. “Could it be this kid? My heavens…”

The thought was unthinkable—Lin Xiao bringing the Beauty Sky Demon here defied all logic.

Ye Fenghua, Chen Wendao, Feng Youyu, and other titans stood dumbfounded. The Beauty Sky Demon’s name was too fearsome.

Before, Ye Fenghua had confidence in facing a weakened Sky Demon Scorpion with allies. Now, against a Martial Lord Beauty Sky Demon, resistance seemed futile.

Ge Mu, Zhuifeng, and Yunfeng from the Moyu Empire were equally petrified. Her name was a legend even among top-tier powerhouses—one they dared not provoke.

“No wonder she’s the Beauty Sky Demon—her name fits. Stunning and terrifying!” Lin Xiao sucked in a breath. A race feared even by the Heaven-Devouring Spirit Emperor lived up to its reputation—her mere presence radiated danger.

“Beauty Sky Demon, the Spirit Scorpion Clan and humanity keep to their own—your presence in the imperial city seems out of place, doesn’t it?” Feng Yuntian eyed her warily as she stood before Lin Xiao.

Yet she seemed deaf to his words, her expression unchanging, her gaze eerily vacant.

“She’s here to help me, Feng Yuntian—let’s see how you stop me now!” Lin Xiao snorted, turning to her. Spiritual power surged as he invoked a secret technique, issuing a command.

“Kill!” he uttered softly, then bolted backward.

Who knew the extent of a Martial Lord’s power? The Beauty Sky Demon would obey and attack, heedless of him. Once unleashed, the fallout could be vast—getting caught in it and dying would be a colossal blunder.