Xu Yang's voice was sonorous and thunderous!

Nie Feng and the others were dumbstruck!

This was way too hard-edged, wasn't it?

Even though everyone could hear the Qi Family's excuses—as impressive as your background is, with the Overlord Wolf Army backing you in Liangzhou—at the end of the day, the ancestral shrine belongs to the Qi Family. If they don't let you pay respects, you have no reason to force your way in, no matter what you say.

Not to mention, it also concerns the little Prince!

Even if the Overlord Wolf Army shows up, they might not dare act so rashly!

Is he crazy?

The Grand Elder was stunned for several breaths before he came to his senses, the smile on his face vanishing instantly. His gaze turned immensely sharp, "What did you just say?"

"Old bastard, are you deaf?"

"I said, your Qi Family's ancestral shrine—I am entering in meditation!"

"Today, even if you try to stop me from paying respects, I will do it anyway!"

"This time, did you hear me clearly?"

Gulp!

Nie Feng's throat bobbed, his scalp tingling with fear.

The hall fell into utter, deathly silence!

The Grand Elder was trembling all over, seething with rage.

"Boy, you've got some nerve!"

"You really think you can turn the skies upside down in my Qi Family?"

Boom!

A terrifying might of Myriad Manifestations Perfection erupted in the hall, making the entire chamber tremble, as if about to collapse!

Nie Feng and his three companions turned pale as death, shaking like leaves!

"Mr. Qi, calm down!"

"Mr. Gu meant no offense!"

Nie Feng gritted his teeth and hurriedly shouted.

Qi Yuan's aura wavered ever so slightly.

Thinking of Xu Yang's mysterious background and the Overlord Wolf Army's favor, he took a deep breath, suppressing his fury as he spoke coldly, "Boy, I don't care who you really are. Leave the Qi Family immediately!"

"And what if I refuse?"

Xu Yang sneered without restraint.

Hearing this, Nie Feng almost went numb.

Bro, I've already pleaded on your behalf, why are you still doing this?

How hardheaded can you get?

Can't you just endure it and find another way? Why must you butt heads with them in the Qi Family?

At this point, Nie Feng had no reason to say another word.

Coldness covered Qi Yuan's eyes, the last shred of his patience vanishing completely.

"You won't leave?"

"Then I'll send you off myself!"

Boom!

A thunderous blast rocked the hall as Qi Yuan vanished on the spot.

A presence more terrifying than the Wolf King's surged with hurricane force, converging from all directions to the center of the hall, bursting forth as fiercely as a blazing sun.

Far outside the hall.

A figure hurried over.

It was Qi Yu, having heard the commotion.

"Yu'Er."

Qi Zhengyang appeared out of thin air, tapping his finger to freeze Qi Yu in place.

He looked at Qi Yu and sighed, "Don't make trouble."

Qi Yu shouted angrily, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Qi Zhengyang said flatly, "It's not about what I want to do, it's about what that kid inside wants to do."

Boom!

A thunderous explosion.

Qi Zhengyang and Qi Yu instinctively turned to look.

Bang!

The hall doors shattered. A figure shot out like a cannonball, crashing messily through a pile of ornamental rocks and tumbling on the ground.

"Mr. Gu... Wait—?" Qi Yu blurted out in alarm, but in the next instant his eyes went wide, as if he'd seen a ghost.

Qi Zhengyang's calm face twisted, his jaw dropping in disbelief.

"Grand Elder?"

"How is this possible?"

The one blasted out wasn't Xu Yang—it was actually Qi Yuan!

In that moment, a figure slowly stepped out from the hall.

It was Xu Yang!

Behind him were Nie Feng and the others, their faces filled with terror and shock.

"You..." Qi Yuan struggled to rise, eyes nearly splitting with rage.

He couldn't believe it—he hadn't even been able to block a single punch from Xu Yang!

What the hell kind of monster is this?

"So much for being the Grand Elder. Didn't expect you'd be this useless." Xu Yang's face was filled with mockery.

"Who the hell are you?"

Qi Zhengyang stared daggers at Xu Yang, eyes thick with malice.

"Who I am isn't what matters!"

Xu Yang wore a look of amusement. "Earlier I heard Clan Leader Qi say—the important thing is what I want to do?"

"Clan Leader Qi, in my view, what matters most is what you want to do!"

Qi Zhengyang's expression darkened over and over, murderous intent spilling out violently.

"Reckless fool!"

Boom!

He struck directly.

The Qi Family might not have a True Monarch, but their Myriad Phenomena Realm experts were numerous.

And as clan leader, his strength at Myriad Manifestations Perfection was even greater than the Grand Elder's!

Swoosh!

Qi Zhengyang drew a deep-blue spirit saber—the legendary Divine Weapon only the clan leader could wield, infused with a True Monarch's will!

Boom!

He slashed with the saber—a torrent of spiritual force, like a mighty river of jade, dazzling and beautiful but laced with a deadly killing intent.

"True Monarch's Supreme Treasure, the Spirit Jade Saber!"

"The clan leader used the Supreme Treasure right off the bat!"

Nie Feng exclaimed in shock and terror.

Clearly, after what happened to Qi Yuan, Qi Zhengyang didn't dare to hold back.

Feeling the menace of this saber, Xu Yang's eyes flashed. A surge of monstrous bloodthirst descended over the entire Qi Family estate.

Clang!

"I'd like to see—can your saber withstand mine?"

Swoosh!

Xu Yang raised the Asura Blood Saber, slashing toward the heavens.

Clang!

Bang!

Clang clang clang clang clang!!!

Explosions thundered like storms, shaking the entire compound, waves of violence crashing endlessly!

The lower hall was torn apart by the shockwaves.

Blue and red sabers clashed in midair, stirring up a cataclysmic storm that could split the sky and shatter the earth.

Qi Zhengyan's eyes bulged with terror, his horror uncontainable. "How can this be?!"

The crimson saber aura made the Spirit Jade Saber shudder uncontrollably!

He struggled to hold out, but the pressure only grew stronger and stronger.

"Damn it!"

"Break!"

Qi Zhengyang suddenly bit through the tip of his tongue, and a wash of blood shimmered across the jade-like blade.

Clang!

The Spirit Jade Saber's power surged explosively.

In that instant, Xu Yang pressed forward, a twist appearing on his brow.

"Lock God Seal!"

"Not good!"

Qi Zhengyang's heart skipped a beat, a terrible feeling flaring up as he wildly swung the Spirit Jade Saber, spiritual power hurling from his Sea of Consciousness.

But how could he know Xu Yang's true strength?

Nor could he imagine the terrors of the Lock God Seal!

Boom!

Qi Zhengyang let out a miserable cry, tumbling down in defeat!

Gulp!

Qi Yu managed to swallow, looking dazed and foolish.

Her mind was a complete blank.

This is just too strong!

She never dreamed that even with both the Grand Elder and her father attacking, neither could defeat Xu Yang.

Is he even human?

By now, the violent uproar had attracted countless martial artists from the Qi Family.

But upon seeing all this, every single one was so terrified they dared not utter a sound!

Because both the Grand Elder Qi Yuan and Clan Leader Qi Zhengyang were reduced to such wretched states, everyone's hearts pounded with terror!

Xu Yang, holding his blood-red saber, descended from mid-air step by step, fixing Qi Zhengyang with a grin: "You want to stop me from paying respects to Senior Qi Xin?"

Qi Zhengyang's hand clutching his saber was trembling uncontrollably, blood dripping freely down his palm.

"Do you even know what you're doing?"

"You're provoking a clan that once had a True Monarch!"

Qi Zhengyang gnashed his teeth, more shaken and furious than ever.

Hearing this, Xu Yang couldn't help laughing. "You said it yourself—once!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised the Asura Blood Saber high.

Fiery blood-red danced—killing intent soared to the heavens.

Boundless bloodlust billowed into a crimson cloud, engulfing the entire Qi Family estate. All the martial artists were left shivering, hair standing on end, as if plunged into Asura Hell!

Qi Zhengyang's scalp tingled—he could barely breathe!

A True Monarch's Supreme Treasure!

An unimaginably fearsome Supreme Treasure!

Just its aura alone crushed his spirit!

"This blade, since its forging, has never tasted blood nor taken a life. Clan Leader Qi—care to try it?" Xu Yang stepped forward, his saber's edge pointed straight at Qi Zhengyang. Bloodthirst raged, the pressure bending all of heaven and earth.