You Dare Kill an Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect!

Ge Ye climbed up from the ground, blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Xiao Yan, his eyes filled with shock.

He was an executive elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, a powerhouse at the level of a Seven-Star Dou Grandmaster.

Yet the youth before him, this Xiao Yan who was called a waste, had actually defeated him with a single palm strike?

This was impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

A surge of intense humiliation welled up in Ge Ye's heart.

He represented the face of the Misty Cloud Sect.

If he were to be defeated by a waste today, what face would he have left to return to the Misty Cloud Sect?

How would the Sect Leader view him?

How would the disciples of the sect view him?

Thinking of this, a flash of killing intent crossed Ge Ye's eyes.

He could not lose.

He absolutely could not lose to this waste.

"Brat, you brought this upon yourself."

Ge Ye said coldly.

The Dou Qi within his body surged frantically, and with a flash of his figure, he lunged toward Xiao Yan.

This time, he held nothing back.

A full-force strike from a Seven-Star Dou Grandmaster was enough to kill him.

A mass of cyan Dou Qi condensed in his palm, containing terrifying lethality within it.

If this palm strike landed, Xiao Yan would undoubtedly die.

Seeing this scene, Nalan Yanran's expression changed.

"Elder Ge Ye, no!"

Although she wanted to break off the engagement and was dissatisfied with Xiao Yan, she had never intended to kill him.

She only wanted Xiao Yan to realize the difficulty and retreat, to voluntarily dissolve the engagement.

But Elder Ge Ye's palm strike was clearly aimed at Xiao Yan's life.

Xiao Zhan's expression changed drastically.

"Yan'er, dodge!"

He wanted to rush over, but the distance was too great; it was simply too late.

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Xun'er's eyes.

She was just about to make a move, but the next second, she stopped.

Xiao Yan moved.

He raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

That palm appeared slow, yet it contained terrifying Dou Qi.

The full strength of a One-Star Dou King erupted.

"Bang."

A muffled sound rang out.

Xiao Yan's palm struck Ge Ye directly in the chest.

Before Ge Ye's palm force could even touch Xiao Yan, it was shattered by this strike.

"Pfft!"

Ge Ye spat out a mouthful of blood.

He slammed heavily into the ground, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.

Ge Ye lay on the ground, his entire body trembling.

He tried to stand up, only to find that he couldn't even move.

A violent pain radiated from his chest; he didn't know how many of his ribs had been broken.

He finally realized it.

Xiao Yan's strength had likely already reached the level of a Dou King.

A sense of unprecedented fear surged in Ge Ye's heart.

A Dou King powerhouse in his teens.

This was something unheard of throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire.

Ge Ye raised his head, watching as Xiao Yan walked toward him step by step.

There was no expression on Xiao Yan's face, his eyes terrifyingly calm.

Ge Ye shuddered all over.

He could feel the killing intent.

"No... don't kill me..."

Ge Ye's voice was trembling.

He knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have attacked you..."

"I beg you, spare my life..."

Outside the great hall, there was dead silence.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

An elder deacon of the Misty Cloud Sect.

At this moment, he was actually kneeling on the ground, begging Xiao Yan for mercy.

The Great Elder's mouth hung wide open, unable to close for a long time.

Xiao Xun'er watched Xiao Yan, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.

Brother Xiao Yan is truly different now.

Nalan Yanran stood to the side, watching Ge Ye kneel on the ground begging for mercy, her heart filled with both shock and anger.

Ge Ye was an elder of the Misty Cloud Sect.

By kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy, he was losing face for the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Xiao Yan, stop while you're ahead."

Nalan Yanran said coldly.

Xiao Yan stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at her.

"You have already injured Elder Ge Ye, that is enough." Nalan Yanran said, "If you dare to lay a hand on him again, the Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off."

Her tone carried an obvious threat.

The Misty Cloud Sect was the largest sect in the Jia Ma Empire, filled with experts.

The Xiao Clan was merely a small family in Wutan City.

If the Misty Cloud Sect truly pursued this, the Xiao Clan would never be able to withstand it.

Xiao Yan looked at her and said indifferently, "Are you finished?"

Nalan Yanran was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze and walked toward Ge Ye.

"Xiao Yan, how dare you..."

Before Nalan Yanran could finish her sentence, Xiao Yan had already struck.

He slammed a palm onto Ge Ye's chest.

His body froze in place, then slowly collapsed.

He was killed on the spot.

Outside the great hall, everyone was stunned.

Xiao Yan had killed Ge Ye.

He had killed an elder deacon of the Misty Cloud Sect.

Nalan Yanran's eyes widened, staring at this scene in disbelief.

"Xiao Yan!"

She shouted in anger.

"You actually dared to kill an elder of my Misty Cloud Sect!"

"You have some nerve."

"Do you even know what you have done?"

"The Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off."

Xiao Yan looked at her without saying a word.

Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth, "Xiao Yan, you bas..."

"Slap."

A crisp sound rang out.

Xiao Yan slapped Nalan Yanran across the face.

Nalan Yanran tumbled to the ground.

She clutched her burning cheek, staring at Xiao Yan in utter shock.

"This slap is to teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher," Xiao Yan said. "Is this the only upbringing a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect possesses?"

Nalan Yanran bit her lip, her eyes filled with hatred.

Just then, the sound of the system rang out in Xiao Yan's mind.

[Host helped Xiao Yan slap Nalan Yanran in the face, reward granted.]

[Random reward: Fire-attribute Xuan-tier Advanced Dou Technique.]

A surge of information flooded into Xiao Yan's mind.

Fire-attribute Xuan-tier Advanced Dou Technique, Blazing Sun Palm.

The palm technique was fierce and overbearing, infused with fire-attribute Dou Qi; when cultivated to perfection, it could incinerate everything.

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth curled upward slightly.

A Xuan-tier Advanced Dou Technique was already an extremely rare treasure within the Jia Ma Empire.

Nalan Yanran stood up from the ground, covering her face, her eyes brimming with malice.

From childhood until now, she had never suffered such humiliation.

To be divorced, slapped, and humiliated by him in such a manner.

She was the Young Sect Leader of the Misty Cloud Sect, a standout among the younger generation of the Jia Ma Empire.

Yet today, at the Xiao Clan, she had been struck by a piece of trash she had once looked down upon.

However, she knew that she would gain no advantage here today.

Elder Ge Ye was dead, and she was no match for Xiao Yan.

Remaining here any longer would only invite further disgrace.

"Xiao Yan, just you wait."

Nalan Yanran said coldly.

"The Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off."

"I will return this humiliation a hundredfold."

Having said that, Nalan Yanran turned and left.

As she walked out of the Xiao Clan gates, she glanced back once.

Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth, withdrew her gaze, and hurried away.

Outside the Xiao Clan main hall.

After Nalan Yanran departed, the courtyard remained deathly silent.

Everyone had yet to recover from the shock of what had just transpired.

The First Elder looked at Xiao Yan, his lips trembling slightly; he wanted to say something, but found he could not utter a word.

The Second and Third Elders were the same.

Moments ago, they had been forcing Xiao Yan to apologize, forcing him to provide an explanation to the Misty Cloud Sect.

But now, Xiao Yan had killed an elder of the Misty Cloud Sect outright.

What more could they say?

What dared they say?

Xiao Zhan walked to Xiao Yan's side, looking at his son.

His eyes were filled with excitement!