The Cang Clan members wore icy expressions, their fury barely contained. They hated Ye Fan to the bone. Several experts secretly exchanged messages through their spiritual senses, preparing a forbidden weapon for a sudden strike that would kill him.
"The medicine king..." An elder ground his teeth as he stared at Ye Fan, looking ready to lunge at him at any moment.
Ye Fan remained utterly unconcerned. He led Yang Xi around the perimeter, surveying nearly every stretch of the mountain terrain. There was a rhythm to each step he took.
The little boy was curious about everything. He blinked his big eyes and asked question after question. Neither of them seemed to care about the danger. They wandered as though sightseeing, carefree and at ease.
"Good. He's come right to us. If he hadn't, I would have emerged from seclusion to kill him myself. I will never allow a pure Sacred Body bloodline to coexist with our clan!" A cold, ruthless voice came from deep within the Cang Clan, speaking secretly to its members.
"The two granduncles are coming out of seclusion!" The leaders at the mountain gate were overjoyed, and their killing intent intensified.
"The Sacred Body bloodline is destined to fall in every era!" The voice from deep within the beautiful peaks grew colder still. Speaking to the clan in secret, he told them he would emerge at once.
"You're finished!"
At the mountain gate, the imposing Saint roared. He and the white-haired Ancient Saint struck together, pouring their strength into a forbidden weapon for a devastating surprise attack.
At the same moment, formations flashed all around the mountain gate. Numerous hidden arrays came alive and struck as one.
Clang...
A long bell toll shook heaven and earth. Its overwhelming might felt like the vast starry cosmos