A World-Shocking Strike

Although both were mid-grade spirit skills, the disparity in their cultivation levels was too vast. Yan Gaojin never expected to actually withstand his opponent's attack; he only hoped to stall the offensive long enough to wait for his father's arrival.

He kept chanting in his heart, Father, if you don't appear soon, my life is as good as over.

With a loud bang, Luo Caiyang stumbled back five full steps before barely managing to steady himself. Raising his eyes, he saw a stern-faced, white-haired old man who had appeared out of nowhere before him—it was none other than the head of the Yan Clan, Yan Huishan.

At this critical moment, the Yan Clan head could no longer care about his image; he had emerged from the shadows and used a sneak attack to force Caiyang back.

Yan Huishan, a peak five-star Spirit Commander, was the strongest expert of the Yan Clan. It was no wonder Caiyang was no match for him.

"Brother Luo, can't we talk this out properly? Why must we resort to blades and swords in front of these commoners? Wouldn't that diminish the prestige of our noble clans?"

Although Yan Huishan had forced Luo Caiyang back with a single palm strike, he dared not show even a hint of arrogance, speaking instead with a pleasant and conciliatory tone.

After all, the members of the Luo Clan who had come today were only of the third generation; the top experts from above had yet to appear. Who knew if they were hiding in the shadows like himself, waiting to deliver the most lethal blow?

"Clan Head Yan, if I don't chop off Yan Wuhua's feet today, I, Luo, will never let this rest!" Luo Caiyang calmed the spirit energy within his body slightly before speaking in a deep voice.

"Brother Luo, my child Wuhua acted without thinking. How about the Yan Clan offers some compensation..."

"Enough talk. Are you going to hand over Yan Wuhua or not?" Luo Caiyang had no desire to converse further with the Yan Clan members and immediately cut off Yan Huishan's words.

"Luo Caiyang, do you really think my Yan Clan is afraid of you? My child Wuji is a core disciple of the Hundred Leaf Sect and is highly valued there. If you want to fight today, this old man will gladly accompany you!"

Yan Huishan was, after all, a clan head and one of the top figures in Lushan Town. Having been lectured by Luo Caiyang multiple times in public, he could no longer suppress his anger. His eyes widened as he shouted back in defiance.

"Let's fight then. I want you to know that all your years have been lived in vain!"

Although Luo Caiyang had only just stepped into the four-star Spirit Commander realm, he possessed a gifted bloodline, so he had nothing to fear from any opponent below the Spirit King realm.

Just as the two were about to make their move, a cold, detached voice drifted out from the crowd.

"Some people have truly thick skin. They don't even look at their own age or seniority. Since that's the case, how about I accompany you for a few moves?"

As the words were spoken, a tall, youthful figure emerged from the crowd—it was the second son of the Luo Clan, Luo Kaiyu.

Perhaps worried that Caiyang would suffer at the hands of the cunning Yan Huishan, Luo Kaiyu had stepped out.

"The Second Master is here!" "Second Uncle!" "Second Brother!"

Sanbao and the others greeted him one after another.

Seeing Luo Kaiyu take the field, the people of Lushan hurriedly cleared a path, and the handsome Luo Kaiyu strolled out.

Although Luo Kaiyu was over forty, his profound cultivation made him appear exceptionally young. Combined with his scholarly looks and extraordinary temperament, one might mistake him for a refined young gentleman at first glance.

The appearance of Luo Kaiyu caused quite a stir. In Lushan Town, the public figures of the Luo Clan had always been the eldest, Luo Kaifeng, and his son. As for the second son, Luo Kaiyu, and the clan head, Luo Dingyi, they rarely appeared in public. No one expected them to show up today; it seemed the two great families of Lushan Town were truly about to go to war.

The onlookers were mostly troublemakers, and seeing the situation escalate, they shrieked in excitement, everyone feeling incredibly thrilled.

They couldn't help but shout out loud.

"Fight! Hurry up and fight! Give the Yan Clan a taste of their own medicine and see who the true number one family in Lushan is."

Seeing Luo Kaiyu appear, the members of the Yan Clan, including the clan head Yan Huishan, turned deathly pale. They knew that today's events would likely be difficult to resolve. Although they didn't know Luo Kaiyu's true strength, judging by his calm expression and the immense aura he exuded, it was highly likely he was another Spirit King expert.

What kind of background does this damned Luo Clan have to possess two Spirit Kings?

Yan Huishan cursed the Luo Clan in his heart, but his face wore a spring-breeze smile as he said:

"I didn't expect this small matter to disturb Brother Kaiyu. I am truly ashamed. However, my child Wuhua has indeed gone to the Hundred Leaf Sect. Why don't I send someone to bring him home immediately, and then let the Luo Mansion deal with him? What do you think?"

Once Luo Kaiyu stepped in, the Yan Clan's attitude underwent a 180-degree turn, which caught everyone off guard.

It seemed the Luo Clan's strength was truly far superior to the Yan Clan's; otherwise, why would they show such weakness?

Not just the onlookers, but even the members of the Luo Clan were somewhat surprised. Luo Kaiyu hadn't expected the Yan Clan to be so sensible. Just as he was about to respond, Sanbao gave him a gentle tug.

"Second Brother, don't fall for his delaying tactic. If they say the Hundred Leaf Sect won't release him later, are we really going to storm Lishan?" Sanbao whispered a reminder.

Luo Kaiyu's cultivation was high, but he didn't see through the complexities of the human heart as clearly as Sanbao, who had lived two lives.

The moment Yan Huishan finished speaking, Sanbao knew the Yan Clan was using a stalling tactic. If the Luo Clan continued to press the issue later, they would naturally shift the blame to the Hundred Leaf Sect. That would play right into the Yan Clan's scheme of sowing discord, not only resolving their current crisis but also pitting the Luo Clan against the Hundred Leaf Sect—a truly brilliant move to kill two birds with one stone.

With Sanbao's reminder, Luo Kaiyu suddenly realized the truth. No wonder Yan Huishan's attitude had changed so quickly; he was playing such a devious trick. He had almost been fooled by this old fox, and anger flared in his heart.

"Clan Head Yan, as the saying goes, a father pays for his son's debts. Since Yan Wuhua is not here today, his father will have to take his place." Luo Kaiyu sneered, thinking to himself that if he didn't give the Yan Clan a taste of their own medicine today, they would never know the true power of the Luo Clan.

Without waiting for Yan Huishan to offer any further explanations, Luo Kaiyu suddenly transformed into a phantom, and within a few blinks, he was standing right in front of Yan Gaojin.

"Ah..."

With a scream, before anyone could understand what had happened, both of Yan Gaojin's feet had been severed, and blood began to gush from his stumps.

The faces of the Yan Clan members changed drastically. What kind of technique was this? The speed was so fast that not one of the dozens of Yan Clan members present could block Luo Kaiyu in the slightest. By the time they reacted, Luo Kaiyu had already returned to the side of the Luo Clan members, looking as calm as if nothing had happened.

Yan Huishan finally understood completely: this Luo Kaiyu was by no means an ordinary Spirit King expert; his cultivation was likely even more formidable than his eldest brother's.

"If you dare to offend my Luo Clan again in the future, today will be your example," Luo Kaiyu tossed out a final sentence before drifting away.

The scene of over a thousand people fell into a rare, deathly silence—not because they were frightened by Luo Kaiyu's bloody methods, but because they were stunned by his eerie movement technique.

A few breaths later, the scene suddenly erupted like a boiling pot, bursting with countless exclamations.

"Heavens, are my eyes playing tricks on me, or am I dreaming? There is actually such an eerie movement technique in this world. I bet it must be a Heaven-grade spirit skill!"

"Heaven-grade spirit skill? That's a top-tier skill capable of moving mountains and overturning seas. Impossible. I think it's at most Earth-grade!"

"Are you two crazy? Earth-grade, Heaven-grade? Do you think our Lushan Town is the capital of the Desolate God Empire? How could such spirit skills possibly appear here? I bet at most..."

"Get lost! Who do you think you are? I say it's Heaven-grade, so it's Heaven-grade. What, you want to fight? Even if I don't have the movement techniques of Second Master Luo, I can still make you eat dirt..."

"The Luo Clan is mighty! The Yan Clan has really hit a wall this time."

"The Luo Clan is incredible."

"I truly didn't expect this!"

The scene was filled with chaos and exclamations, lasting for a full quarter of an hour.

After Luo Kaiyu left amidst the countless gazes of worship and envy from the crowd, Luo Caiyang once again became the leader of the group. Seeing his second uncle show off his power, he felt extremely smug, especially when he saw the wretched state of the Yan Clan. After a long while, he finally shouted to those behind him.

"Alright, that's all for today. Everyone, disperse."

"Did you see that? From now on, whoever dares to provoke our Luo Clan, Yan Gaojin will be your example. Third Uncle, let's go," Luo Caiguang said, equally triumphant. He shouted loudly while tugging at Sanbao, who was standing beside him like a wooden chicken.

It seemed that Sanbao's reaction was more than a few beats slower than everyone else's; he was still immersed in the earth-shattering movement technique of Luo Kaiyu.

To take the head of an enemy general amidst an army is as easy as reaching into one's pocket; he truly is a god among men. This thought kept circling in Sanbao's mind.

"Oh."

Pulled by Luo Caiguang, Sanbao finally realized that the show was over, and he followed the Luo clansmen as they left the Yan Mansion.

"Send people to investigate. Who is that skinny ghost next to the Luo brothers? If it weren't for him today, how could Jin'er have...? Hmph, daring to go against our Yan Clan, I will make you wish you were dead." A gaze filled with extreme malice was fixed firmly on Sanbao's retreating back; it was none other than the head of the Yan Clan, Yan Huishan.