A Single Punch Shatters the Ancestor

Within the secret realm, some discovered magical treasures, some obtained spirit herbs and immortal medicines, but others noticed that something was amiss.

The greedy remained greedy, but the clever ones discovered in horror that they simply could not leave this secret realm!

There was no exit leading outside. For everyone who had entered, there was nothing to do but explore, fight over treasures, and kill.

This was precisely what Xiao Yu wanted to see.

He personally watched several groups accidentally release Yin Spirits, only to be devoured until nothing remained but bloodless, fleshless skeletons.

By nightfall, no bright moon could be seen in the sky, yet a faint white glow hung over the heavens. Many people saw masses of black mist streak through the air from time to time, moving at tremendous speed and accompanied by sobbing cries.

They began to sense that something was wrong. No longer did they fight one another for spoils; instead, they gathered together. Yet the moment they gathered, they became even more terrified.

As they counted heads one by one, there were only a little over two hundred people. When they had first charged into the secret realm, there had been a black mass of people—how could there be only two hundred left?!

They comforted themselves by thinking that the secret realm might simply be too vast, that not everyone had gathered yet. But deep down, they all understood that, given the current circumstances, such a possibility was clearly slim.

Among the crowd, Xiao Yu stayed with them, his face full of terror, while inwardly he savored the helpless fear seeping from every corner of their being.

"Where is that Deity Transformation Realm senior? Why isn't he here? He can definitely save us."

"Yeah, yeah."

No one knew who shouted it, but the crowd instantly erupted, everyone looking around for Xiang Tian.

"Forget it. He isn't here at all."

"Maybe that guy was the one who killed our people, stole the treasures, and deliberately created all this to deceive us!"

Xiao Yu was deeply moved by whoever said that.

The world needs people like you. That idea of yours is simply brilliant.

If Xiang Tian had been here, he would surely have been so furious he spat blood, because people actually started echoing the sentiment.

"This fellow Daoist is right. What normal Deity Transformation senior would take an interest in such a tiny secret realm? I'd say he's up to no good eighty percent of the time."

Luckily, Xiang Tian was not here. If he were, he would have to twist this fellow's head off and kick him out of the secret realm to fulfill his wish.

As the black mist in the sky grew denser, the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves became ever more distinct. Many people trembled violently in fear. This was fucking terrifying—what kind of human-world scene was this?

Xiao Yu looked toward the air, his excitement growing. That's it. A little more. Be even more rampant. Turn this secret realm into a smoky, filthy mess, and the Vajra Sarira will surely appear.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

As the Yin Spirits in the sky gradually multiplied, they were no longer content to drift through the air and began turning their gazes upon the people below.

"Ah! They're diving down!"

The crowd panicked and began unleashing spells and divine abilities, bringing out all manner of magical treasures. But there were simply too many Yin Spirits—they could not hold them off at all.

"Ah! Save me!"

"Get off me! Get the hell off me!"

More and more people were torn and bitten by Yin Spirits, while Xiao Yu and several of his subordinates were spared under the protection of the wooden carving.

Flesh and blood were splattered everywhere, and the sharp stench of blood filled the air, enough to make one retch.

Boom!

But at that moment, the earth suddenly trembled, and a golden light appeared on the horizon.

Xiao Yu's eyes widened, and he was beside himself with excitement.

It had appeared. The Vajra Sarira could not hold back any longer.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and boundless rosy light suddenly burst forth. Wherever the light shone, all Yin Spirits vanished.

Everyone looked at the dazzling pearl in the sky. Bathed in its rosy radiance, they felt an unprecedented peace and serenity, their previous tension and terror swept away in an instant.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of treasure was this, to possess such miraculous power?

But the desires in human hearts were not something that could be dispelled by such a small external force. Otherwise, the three teachings at the height of their prosperity would long ago have taught everyone in the world to become saints.

Once they came to their senses, someone immediately shot into the sky, intending to seize the sarira.

How could the others possibly allow that? They unleashed a barrage of attacks, instantly blasting that person into a pile of minced flesh in midair.

"What a bunch of idiots!"

Xiao Yu sneered and directly threw out the wooden carving.

Heaven and earth trembled once more, and a dragon's roar rang out. The giant dragon from outside the secret realm earlier actually tore through the canopy of the sky and flew straight in.

What was even more terrifying was that, under their watchful eyes, the wooden carving slowly grew larger and transformed into a living old man with a white beard. In broad daylight, they had truly seen a ghost!

The giant dragon circled the old man as though protecting him.

Xiao Yu rushed out from the crowd, dropped to his knees, and shouted, "Ancestor, please display your might and grant the Vajra Sarira to this descendant! Xiao Yu will surely live up to expectations and lead the Xiao Family to rise again!"

Everyone froze, staring at the youth before them.

Even now, they had not figured out what this secret realm was all about, but there was one thing they understood: this Vajra Sarira was not their opportunity.

The Xiao Family rising again... could it be that once-great clan? Even a starved camel was bigger than a horse. They could not afford to provoke them either.

Besides, they had even brought out their Ancestor—what did they have? Were they supposed to make their own ancestor show some divine manifestation too?

The old man in midair stroked his beard and smiled, seemingly quite pleased with Xiao Yu.

After all, the Vajra Sarira was a treasure of Yin Si Hall, and it was especially close to someone like him who carried the aura of Yin Si Hall's cultivation technique.

With a casual beckoning gesture, the old man drew the Vajra Sarira into his hand.

Xiao Yu was overjoyed. He ran forward several steps and looked at his ancestor with eager anticipation.

But just then, another sudden turn occurred.

His ancestor shattered right before his eyes, along with the Sky Dragon at his side.

Xiang Tian suddenly appeared, still holding the pose of a thrown punch, and casually caught the Vajra Sarira.

Everyone was dumbstruck. Good heavens, you really did it—you punched their Ancestor right out of existence.

Xiao Yu's eyes went wide, unable to react at all. As for his lackeys, the moment they saw Xiang Tian appear, their entire bodies began trembling uncontrollably.

"You!"

Having finally come back to his senses, Xiao Yu was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the people behind him were quick-witted enough to catch and support him.

Xiang Tian pinched the Vajra Sarira between his fingers and examined it carefully. Beneath the silver mask, his gaze was somewhat icy.

"So it's the Xiao Family. What fine methods you have indeed—luring us into the secret realm, releasing the Yin Spirits, then using them to entice the Vajra Sarira into revealing itself. For the sake of your rise, you harmed the lives of a thousand people. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Truly impressive!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent.

The last trace of his ancestor's spirituality had been shattered by Xiang Tian before Xiao Yu's eyes, which had already dealt him a heavy blow. Coupled with those words, he completely broke down.

"You're talking nonsense! I never did such a thing! Don't even think about smearing filth on me! My Xiao Family won't let you off!"

Let me off?

Xiang Tian laughed. Your Xiao Family thinks it deserves to say something like that to me?