The Crimes of the Yun Lan Sect!

The Crimes of the Yun Lan Sect!

Half a month earlier.

Inside a grand and imposing hall, a gaunt, white-haired old man sat in the seat of honor, with three people seated in cushioned chairs on either side of him.

"Old Sect Master, you've finally emerged from seclusion!" Yun Ling looked at Yun Shan respectfully.

"The moment I emerged from seclusion, I heard devastating news! Yun Yun and Gu He were both killed!" Yun Shan set down his teacup, killing intent surging in his eyes.

Yun Ling rose and cupped his fists. "Old Sect Master, since you had been in seclusion all this time, we did not dare disturb you. That is why we never informed you of this matter."

"Now that I have emerged, post the wanted notices again."

Yun Shan's expression darkened. "As long as he is still in the Gama Empire, you must find him!"

"Rest assured, Old Sect Master. That brat won't get away."

Yun Ling narrowed his eyes, a chilling gleam in his gaze.

Back to the present.

At this time every year, the Yun Lan Sect recruited a large number of disciples. Today was no exception.

Looking around, the entire massive mountain was adorned with scarlet banners, steeped in a festive atmosphere.

Being able to enter the Yun Lan Sect to cultivate was the dream of every young man and woman in the Gama Empire.

As time passed.

The recruitment on the vast plaza of Yun Lan Mountain came to a successful conclusion.

Countless cheers of excitement gathered together and soared into the skies.

At the center of the plaza, atop a completed circular platform, Yun Shan sat in the seat of honor, smiling as he recounted the glorious history of the Yun Lan Sect.

Below the platform, aside from the Yun Lan Sect disciples dressed in red robes, there were also newly accepted young men and women whose eyes were filled with hope and anticipation.

"Little ones, now that you have entered the Yun Lan Sect to cultivate, no matter where you may be in the future, the Yun Lan Sect will be your strongest support."

"However, should the sect ever face trouble, remember to lend your strength as well."

On the high platform, Yun Shan smiled at the young men and women below. "Of course, as long as I, Yun Shan, remain stationed in the Yun Lan Sect, that day of trouble will never come!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Just as Yun Shan's words brought the atmosphere to its peak, a piercing sound of rushing wind suddenly rang out overhead.

Immediately after, two figures appeared above the high platform, accompanied by mocking voices tinged with amusement.

The newcomers were Jiang Han and Xiao Yan.

If Jiang Han had come alone, with his current strength, even if he fooled around while flying, it would have taken him at most half a month to travel from Jia Nan Academy to the Yun Lan Sect.

But with Xiao Yan, that burden, in tow, it had taken him a full month and a half.

The sudden appearance of the two figures instantly drew everyone's attention.

"It's... it's him! He's the one who killed the former Sect Master!"

"He isn't even using Dou Qi Wings! Could he be a Dou Zong like the Sect Master?"

"Impossible! How could there be such a young Dou Zong? He must be cultivating some special Dou Skill!"

"Still, what does he mean by appearing here?"

Countless gazes below focused on Jiang Han, and people soon recognized him.

"I never expected you to deliver yourself to our doorstep."

Yun Shan recognized Jiang Han at a glance. His expression darkened as he swept his sleeve.

Terrifying force surged forth, shaking the high platform beneath his feet until cracks appeared in it.

"With my portrait posted everywhere, thanks to you, I've become quite famous!"

Jiang Han remained expressionless, his cold gaze sweeping across Yun Shan, Yun Leng, and the others in turn. "So I came to thank you."

"Die!"

Yun Shan did not waste words. As the single-word shout fell, he clenched both fists sharply.

The next moment, an immense and terrifying aura burst forth from within him.

As the dreadful aura spread, all the disciples beneath the platform felt their breathing stall.

To their horror, they discovered that under this Imposing Aura, even the circulation of Dou Qi within their bodies had become sluggish!

High in the sky, Jiang Han could not help but laugh as he sensed the immense aura Yun Shan had deliberately unleashed.

A Dou Zong expert was truly terrifying!

That classic line could not have been more fitting for Yun Shan.

Yun Shan moved, stepping through empty space.

In an instant, beneath countless watching eyes, he floated before Jiang Han.

"You all only arrived at the Yun Lan Sect today. I'll give you time to leave now!"

Jiang Han looked down at the disciples below. "In fifteen minutes, the Gama Empire will no longer have a Yun Lan Sect!"

"Leave the Yun Lan Sect? You even say the Yun Lan Sect will be destroyed? What kind of joke is that!"

"You want to destroy the Yun Lan Sect? Do you think you're qualified?"

"So what if you killed the former Sect Master? The Old Sect Master possesses the strength of a Dou Zong!"

"Old Sect Master, please act immediately and teach this arrogant bastard a proper lesson!"

Not only did no one below leave, but they all rose from their chairs and pointed at Jiang Han.

"I gave you a choice."

With that, Jiang Han ignored the new disciples below and turned his gaze back to Yun Shan.

At this moment.

Yun Shan had finished gathering his strength. With a lift of his hand, dense dark-green Dou Qi poured from his palm like a tidal wave, forming a green tornado more than thirty meters tall.

"So this is a Dou Zong expert?"

"I wonder if I'll ever reach the Old Sect Master's level in my lifetime."

Below the high platform, the disciples gazed worshipfully at Yun Shan, who had condensed such a massive vortex with a mere gesture, and could not help clicking their tongues in amazement.

Yun Shan waved his hand. The towering green tornado howled as it spun at high speed, tearing through the air and sweeping toward Jiang Han with piercing shrieks.

Jiang Han's smile did not fade.

A Two-Star Dou Zun fighting a One-Star Dou Zong.

What was the difference between that and crushing an ant?

The hard part was controlling his strength. He had to leave the other man barely alive so he could summon the people from the Soul Hall.

Jiang Han flipped his right hand, and a spear roughly two meters long condensed in his palm.

The spear was not formed from Dou Qi, but woven from three flames of different colors.

Compared to the enormous tornado, the slender spear was practically insignificant.

Judging by appearances alone, the three-colored flame spear charging toward the tornado was like a moth flying into a flame, an egg striking a rock.

Before countless gazes, the three-colored flame spear plunged into the enormous tornado.

Boom!

A heaven-shaking explosion capable of rupturing eardrums echoed between heaven and earth.

Then, a terrifying energy storm spread from the point where the two collided.

The more powerful disciples on the plaza below were knocked off balance by the spreading energy waves.

The newly enrolled disciples directly spat out mouthfuls of blood, their faces turning deathly pale.

Yet before anyone could react, the stalemate was broken.

As though enraged, the three-colored flame spear erupted with even more terrifying energy, and the surrounding temperature instantly soared.

The next moment, the flame spear expanded several times over, crushing the tornado with unstoppable force as it continued forward.

Screech!

A sharp sound, like a blade piercing gauze, suddenly rang out.

In an instant, the distant sky fell silent!

All they saw was the figure that had stood between heaven and earth, his entire chest pierced through by the three-colored flame spear.

He staggered backward several steps before stabilizing himself with extreme difficulty.

(End of chapter)