Chapter 1474: Chapter 1474: Aren’t You Afraid of Heaven’s Wrath and Public Outrage?

"It’s Wuyan Palace, they... damn it!"

Xue Ningxiang’s face was terrifyingly grim, completely shedding her previously straightforward, joking demeanor. Listening to her gnash her teeth as she spoke, anyone could sense the deep-seated enmity.

"Wuyan Palace? How could they possibly have the strength to annihilate Xuanyin Hall?"

Upon hearing this, Qingmu Wu furrowed his brows slightly. After all, he had seen the strong fighters of Wuyan Palace more than once, even if the Palace Master of Wuyan Palace had only recently broken through to the peak of Lingyun Realm.

With this level of strength, they were about evenly matched with Xuanyin Hall. In a fight, the outcome wouldn’t be clear, so how could they possibly annihilate a giant like Xuanyin Hall in one move?

"It’s the former Palace Master of Wuyan Palace, Mu Shiyi, who has returned. He... has already broken through to the early stage of Heavenly Realm, the Hall Master isn’t his match!"

Upon seeing a few of the figures from Lianyun Mountain, Lian Yuluo’s mind finally calmed a bit, and she managed to say these words through gritted teeth, finally letting Qian Sanyuan and the others grasp the general idea, each taking in a cold breath.

"Mu Shiyi? Wasn’t it said he died outside?"

Regarding the former Palace Master of Wuyan Palace, Qian Sanyuan had naturally heard of him, but the information he received suggested Mu Shiyi had been missing for a century, possibly already dead.

Otherwise, Wuyan Palace wouldn’t have allowed Wu Zhukong to directly assume the position of Palace Master, implicitly indicating Mu Shiyi couldn’t return to Wuyan Palace.

Who knew the news brought by Lian Yuluo today would be such a shocking revelation, indicating that the entire Tenglong Continent was about to change, with the annihilation of Xuanyin Hall being a hugely significant event.

"Vice Chairman Qian, Dean Qing, Wuyan Palace’s ambitions are fierce. The Hall Master fought desperately to send Ningxiang and me out, and Xuanyin Hall’s Palace Protection Array won’t hold those guys for long, we must prepare soon!"

Lian Yuluo, being the former Vice Hall Master of Xuanyin Hall, had already returned to rationality at this moment. She hadn’t considered that Lianyun Mountain would keep themselves safe by expelling her, and her direct words had already conveyed the severity of the situation.

She was saying that the people from Wuyan Palace wouldn’t spare the remaining survivors, and might chase them to Lianyun Mountain, possibly causing Lianyun Mountain to suffer the same fate as Xuanyin Hall.

"Hmph, such ambition from Wuyan Palace. If they don’t come, fine. If they dare, they won’t leave!"

Qingmu Wu had an extremely violent disposition, and upon hearing Lian Yuluo’s implication, a fierce anger blossomed within him. The grudge on Impermanence Island had yet to be avenged.

Mu Shiyi at the early stage of Heavenly Realm might not be something the early stage Qingmu Wu could contend with, but Lianyun Mountain wasn’t lacking Heavenly Realm experts either.

"Well well, Dean Qing really speaks boldly!"

Yet just as Qingmu Wu’s voice fell, a somewhat sinister and sarcastic tone suddenly came from the sky outside, causing everyone’s hearts to tense as their eyes shifted.

In the sky above, a large number of figures had appeared, exuding formidable auras, each enveloped in a faint scent of blood, as if they had recently fought fiercely.

"Mu Shiyi! Wu Zhukong!"

When Xue Ningxiang saw the two leading figures, a resentful aura surged from the depths of her heart, wishing she could immediately lash out and tear the destroyers of Xuanyin Hall into pieces.

Thankfully, Xue Ningxiang retained a sliver of rationality, knowing she was Xuanyin Hall’s last hope. If she recklessly sought death now, her father’s aspirations would never be realized.

Relying on Gu Changsheng, who had already been secretly placed elsewhere, obviously wouldn’t avenge Xuanyin Hall as he lacked such outstanding talent.

"Lady Xue, no need to be so angry, Master Xue isn’t dead yet!"

As Xue Ningxiang’s resentful voice echoed, the current Palace Master of Wuyan Palace, Wu Zhukong, couldn’t help but smile strangely and with a wave, a certain elder from Wuyan Palace emerged behind him.

"Father!"

When Xue Ningxiang saw the figure clutched by the elder of Wuyan Palace, she felt a mix of shock and joy, and then the others saw that same elder move his right arm, directly throwing a figure towards them.

Swoosh!

Lian Yuluo, quick in both reflexes and speed, swiftly recognized it was indeed Xue Tianao, and in a rapid motion, she caught him in mid-air before he could hit the ground.

"Hall Master..."

However, as Lian Yuluo held the unconscious Xue Tianao in her arms and sensed his condition, her eyes widened in shock, nearly fainting on the spot.

At this moment, Xue Tian’ao was in an extremely miserable state. Apart from his faint pulse and breath as fragile as a thread, he was a pitiful sight.

Under the sensing of Lian Yuluo, not only was Xue Tian’ao’s Dantian destroyed, but his entire skeletal structure was damaged beyond repair, and even his numerous meridians were shattered inch by inch by some special external force, turning him into a cripple.

A person who once wielded immense power on the Tenglong Continent was now lifelessly held by someone. Xue Tian’ao was unconscious, but if he had consciousness, he might find life worse than death.

"Aunt Luo... what happened to dad... daddy?"

In this moment, Xue Ningxiang couldn’t even bear to look at her father or touch him, hoping only that Aunt Luo could provide her with an answer, one that would put her mind at ease.

"Master... he..."

Hearing Xue Ningxiang’s quivering question, Lian Yuluo turned her head with a face full of sorrow, struggling to form a complete sentence. At this time, Qian Sanyuan and Qingmu Wu also clearly sensed Xue Tian’ao’s condition.

"Mu Shiyi, Wu Zhukong, killing someone is one thing, but tormenting Master Xue in this manner—aren’t you afraid of arousing the wrath of heaven and man?"

As a Medical Pulse Master, Qian Sanyuan knew that Xue Tian’ao’s condition was beyond recovery, and immediately turned with a gloomy expression to harshly rebuke the Wuyan Palace’s former and current Palace Masters.

At this moment, whether it was Qian Sanyuan, Qingmu Wu, or Lian Yuluo and Xue Ningxiang, they all understood why Wuyan Palace didn’t directly kill Xue Tian’ao.

Because such a state of Xue Tian’ao might be more intolerable to people than simply killing him. After all, the Hall Master of Xuanyin Hall could never recover and thus would no longer be a threat to Wuyan Palace, so what did it matter whether he lived or died?

"Hahaha, wrath of heaven and man? Qian Sanyuan, have you forgotten the fundamental truth of might makes right on the Nine Dragons Continent?"

At this moment, Wu Zhukong seemed to become the spokesperson for Mu Shiyi, laughing skyward and saying words that were hard to refute.

No matter what, the continent may have its rules, but these rules are merely set by the most elite group of experts.

Now that Mu Shiyi had broken through to the Heavenly Realm, he had become one of those few who set the rules. His cultivation, far surpassing Yu’s, indeed allowed him to say such things.

"Qian Sanyuan, I know that old fellow Lu Yanji has also broken through to the Heavenly Realm. I have no intention of making an enemy of your Meridian Refining Master Association for now. If you are sensible, hand over those two women. Otherwise, don’t blame me, Mu Shiyi, for not honoring old ties!"

After Wu Zhukong finished speaking, Mu Shiyi spoke for the first time, and as he uttered his final sentence, an immensely powerful aura burst forth from his body, like a mountain or sea.

"Heavenly Realm Early Stage!"

Feeling this invincible aura, Qingmu Wu and Qian Sanyuan’s faces turned extremely grim, because they had sensed such aura from Lu Yanji before—it was of an entirely different level.

Despite the advancements in their cultivation, even an expert like Qingmu Wu at the Peak of Lingyun Realm might not last a single move against Mu Shiyi at the Heavenly Realm Early Stage.

"Teacher, it seems you have forgotten someone!"

As Mu Shiyi’s threatening words fell, Wu Zhukong’s eyes twinkled, and he reminded timely, causing a peculiar light to flash in Mu Shiyi’s eyes.

"Indeed, Yun Xiao must also be handed over. That kid dared to covet the Secret Treasure of my Wuyan Palace; without making him pay a price, how can we demonstrate my palace’s authority?"

It seemed this time, Mu Shiyi and others chased all the way to the Meridian Refining Master Association with one purpose of capturing Lian Yuluo and Xue Ningxiang. They certainly wouldn’t let go of the boy who had shamed Wuyan Palace multiple times.

Numerous clashes had occurred between Wuyan Palace and Yun Xiao in Extreme Yin City, Yanji Lake, and even at the Slaughter Spirit Battlefield and Impermanence Island. They harbored an unresolvable grudge.

Especially when thinking about the Secret Treasure Yun Xiao took from Yanji Lake, the Wuyan Palace strongmen, including Wu Zhukong, felt a pang of heartache. They had been relentlessly thinking of ways to reclaim it.

Yet, the previous opportunities had yielded no results against Yun Xiao. But this time, with Mu Shiyi, a Heavenly Realm expert leading, surely that kid couldn’t stir up any waves?

These Wuyan Palace elites did consider that Lianyun Mountain also had a Heavenly Realm expert. But except for the exceptional Lu Yanji, the other elders of the Meridian Refining Master Association were scarcely worth mentioning.

In any case, Lianyun Mountain’s true strength lay in the Meridian Refining Technique. Even a Peak Lingyun Realm cultivator like Wu Zhukong could likely sweep through all the elders of both the Medical and Poison Pulse branches on Lianyun Mountain.

This confidence of Mu Shiyi and Wu Zhukong was unwavering; they believed if Lianyun Mountain didn’t comply today, it wouldn’t be unthinkable to turn it into another Xuanyin Hall.

"Dream on!"

However, just when Mu Shiyi assumed Lianyun Mountain would absolutely compromise under such pressure, a cold voice echoed from a graceful figure, instantly shadowing his face.