Not long after, a figure hurried over. It was none other than Xiao Feng of the Xiao Clan.
"What happened just now?" Xiao Feng asked urgently.
"Lin Taichu appeared. He crippled one of Qi Yunxiao's legs, then took his corpse away," the man explained.
"Lin Taichu..." Xiao Feng's pupils contracted sharply, his face stiffening. Qi Yunxiao was dead—killed by Lin Taichu.
How was that possible?
Qi Yunxiao was one of Saint Profound City's most outstanding young geniuses. Not only was his talent exceptional, but his strength was extraordinary as well. He was practically a monster.
Yet such a prodigy had fallen at Lin Taichu's hands, while Lin Taichu himself had left this place unharmed.
A towering storm surged within Xiao Feng's heart, and he could not calm down for a long while. This outcome had completely exceeded his expectations. It turned out he had underestimated Lin Taichu all along, leading to this grave mistake.
"Return to the Xiao Clan immediately and report today's events to Ancestor," Xiao Feng said coldly. He vaguely sensed that this matter would not end peacefully.
Qi Yunxiao was, after all, a direct descendant of the Qi Family and one of the most outstanding figures of its younger generation. The Qi Family had to respond, or they would become a laughingstock.
At the Qi Family residence, outside a certain palace, a group of men and women clad in golden robes flew through the air at great speed.
"What could be so urgent that you would not even enter the residence?" A booming voice rang out.
"Reporting to Ancestor, Young Master Qi Yunxiao was killed by Lin Taichu."
"What? Yunxiao was killed?" The booming voice abruptly turned shrill, as though he could not believe it.
"It is absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes. Lin