"Nalan Yanran, are you convinced?" Xiao Ze asked coldly.
Back then, she had been so arrogant, looking down on his fourth brother and denigrating the Xiao Clan as utterly worthless. You never thought this day would come, did you?
Nalan Yanran's face had long since lost all color.
She understood now. Xiao Ze had come today, first to destroy the Misty Cloud Sect, and second to humiliate her.
Perhaps this was revenge. After all, she had been so ruthless back then.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Who would've thought Nalan Yanran would see this day? She's lost face before the entire Jia Ma Empire." Someone sighed.
That was right. If Xiao Ze could achieve so much, then Xiao Yan, the genius boy hailed as a prodigy since childhood, surely couldn't be much worse.
And yet she had rejected such a fine husband-to-be.
Otherwise, with the Misty Cloud Sect's status, combined with the Xiao Clan, they would have been a force to be reckoned with—not just in this little Jia Ma Empire, but across the entire Northwest Continent.
But now, it had all gone up in smoke.
The Nalan Family members watching from afar fell silent.
They could naturally tell that Xiao Ze's words were meant for them.
They understood the reasoning, but at this point, it was too late to do anything. Nalan Yanran would be nailed to the pillar of shame in the Nalan Family.
By now, under Ya Fei's treatment, Yun Yun had also regained consciousness.
As she gazed at Xiao Ze's back, she hesitated, wanting to ask him not to harm the sect's disciples. But she held back.
As the Misty Cloud Sect Master, she had a clear conscience. She had done nothing to betray the sect, but after this battle, it was time to let go.
"Xiao Ze, do you really think the Misty Cloud Sect is so easy to bully?" Yun Leng was already badly wounded, but with the sect master captured, he had a duty to step forward as the sect's Great Elder.
He didn't care whether Xiao Ze was a Dou Zong or not. On the Misty Cloud Sect's territory, everyone had to follow its rules. The sect's dignity was at stake.
You have a Dou Zong, but I have our ancestor. The advantage is still mine!
Yun Leng rebuked him, "Xiao Ze, I can understand you coming here to demand an explanation, but after what you've done today, how is the Misty Cloud Sect supposed to stand in the Jia Ma Empire? You owe us an explanation!"
There were only a dozen or so people on the other side, while the entire Misty Cloud Sect stood behind him!
That was why he dared to act so fearlessly in front of a Dou Zong powerhouse.
If they didn't teach them a lesson today, wouldn't every Tom, Dick, and Harry come stomping on them from now on?
"Heh. An explanation?" Xiao Ze sneered inwardly.
The next moment, he vanished again, reappearing before Yun Leng in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and slapped him.
Yun Leng was horrified. That earlier slap still haunted him.
But Xiao Ze didn't give him a chance to run his mouth.
A crisp slap rang out, and Yun Leng went flying again.
"That's your explanation. Even if you call your former sect master here, I'll still hit you." Xiao Ze's voice was icy.
"Great Elder!" The sect's disciples hurriedly helped Yun Leng up, but this time, he couldn't stay on his feet.
Blood spilled from his mouth, and he could barely catch his breath. His injuries were clearly severe.
He no longer looked like a Great Elder. He was like a stray dog with its tail between its legs, and everyone in the Misty Cloud Sect sighed under their breath.
Even so, he remained fierce in appearance but cowardly at heart. Unexpectedly, there was no anger on his face. Instead, a grim smile crept across it.
"Kid, I have to admit, you're strong. But don't get too arrogant. The Misty Cloud Sect isn't someone you can provoke!"
Xiao Ze frowned. That annoying fly was getting on his nerves. He raised a finger and spoke calmly.
"Your stinking mouth is as hard as your life is long. If you're tired of living, I can help you along."
"Hahaha! You think you can kill me?" Yun Leng laughed wildly, looking half-mad and not caring in the slightest.
"I don't care what happened to the Xiao Clan, but you're the first to cause trouble at the Misty Cloud Sect in all these years!"
"If we just let you leave, what face would the Misty Cloud Sect have left?"
"So, for the sake of our sect's reputation, none of you are leaving today!" Yun Leng shrieked hysterically.
"Heh. You think you can stop me?" Xiao Ze looked at him with scorn.
It wasn't that he looked down on him. He'd take on any number of Dou Wangs like Yun Leng.
"Of course I can't do it alone, but..." With everyone's eyes fixed on him, Yun Leng suddenly took a pale-cloud-colored bamboo flute from his Storage Ring, brought it to his lips, and blew hard.
In an instant, a strange, piercing note burst from the flute.
The shrill sound echoed around the summit of Misty Cloud Mountain, lingering for a long time.
Everyone in the plaza fell silent at Yun Leng's actions.
Only the flute's sound continued to spread.
Jia Xingtian narrowed his eyes and exchanged a glance with Fa Ma. Then, as if he had suddenly remembered something, his pupils contracted sharply.
"That old geezer! He's still alive!"
As Jia Xingtian and Fa Ma's cries faded, a vast, surging aura burst from the depths of Misty Cloud Mountain, like an ancient dragon awakening. An irresistible pressure crashed down!
"That aura... Could it be the former sect master? I heard he was in seclusion, preparing for a life-or-death breakthrough."
"That's only what people say. Who knows if it's true?"
Everyone's hearts tightened. No one had expected the Misty Cloud Sect to still have a trump card.
Only the former sect master, Yun Shan, could be stronger than Yun Yun and inspire such confidence in Yun Leng.
As the flute echoed, a white figure appeared out of thin air in the depths of the Misty Cloud Sect. Under everyone's gaze, he walked slowly through the air.
In just a few breaths, he had flashed into the sky above the Misty Cloud Sect.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone.
Even without doing anything, the aura radiating from him was enough to make everyone tremble.
"After all that fuss, you finally decided to show yourself." Looking at Yun Shan's graceful, arrogant figure, Xiao Ze's lips curved slightly.
"Yun Leng, I want an explanation. I told you not to disturb my cultivation unless it was something serious. You know the consequences." Yun Shan cast a cool gaze down at Yun Leng.
Yun Leng immediately composed himself and hurriedly bowed. "Sect Master, you've finally come out. If you'd been any later, the Misty Cloud Sect would truly have been doomed!"
"This boy brought a group of powerful fighters to slaughter everyone in our sect. They even captured the sect master. Yun Leng had no choice but to summon our ancestor. I ask that you punish them!"
At this, Yun Shan's usually impassive face filled with anger. He had never imagined anyone in the Jia Ma Empire would dare challenge the Misty Cloud Sect's authority.
Utterly brazen!
But when he looked at Xiao Ze, his gaze cleared in an instant.
"Dou Zong!"
The newcomer was a Dou Zong too.
And there was more than one!
"Queen Medusa!"
At the sight of her, Yun Shan's heart was already churning like a storm-tossed sea.
Since when had Dou Zongs become so common?
Two had appeared at once. Facing two enemies alone, the advantage was no longer his.
For a moment, he desperately wished he hadn't been woken.
"Yun Shan, right? You've come at the perfect time. Now I don't have to go looking for you. Your sect disciples threatened to wipe out the Xiao Clan. Today, I'll see who wipes out whom!"
Xiao Ze's voice wasn't loud, but it carried tremendous force, drawing everyone's attention.
They knew Yun Shan. In his day, he had been the undisputed overlord.
Now, Yun Shan's displayed strength was many times greater than before. Could Xiao Ze still defeat him?
"Hmph! You ignorant brat. Since you want to play, I'll play along!"
As the former sect master, he couldn't afford to lose his imposing presence.
Besides, with the Soul Hall Protector's help, he had successfully advanced to Dou Zong. They'd see who was stronger when they fought!
Xiao Ze smiled. "Then let's see what you're made of!"
"Great Heaven Creation Palm!"
He raised his hand and struck with a palm. In an instant, an ancient, powerful aura erupted like a wellspring. The dreadful pressure left everyone present struggling to breathe, as if a hand had clamped around their throats.
Even space couldn't bear the strain. It shattered, revealing a deep, dark Space Rift.
Then a black hole the size of a soybean suddenly appeared, its terrifying suction seeming capable of destroying everything in the world.
Even a single glance felt as if it might devour the soul. It was unnaturally eerie.
Yun Shan was horrified. He couldn't understand where his opponent had gotten such a terrifying Dou Technique, or how it could possess such destructive power.
He didn't dare take it lightly. He unleashed every Dou Technique he had.
"Great Sorrow Wind-Tearing Hand!"
"Wind Brake Annihilation Gang!"
"Extreme Wind: Sunset Shine!"
Yun Shan unleashed all his Dou Techniques, trying to stop the palm from coming down.
But even after using every trick at his disposal, he couldn't stop it in the slightest. The terrifying devouring force instantly shattered all his attacks.
"Arrogant!" Yun Shan roared in anger. (Heaven-tier sonic Dou Technique)
He refused to believe that he, a Dou Zong, could be so weak.
"Great Sorrow Wind-Tearing Hand!"
Even so, he still lost. Before that devouring force, he was no more than an ant.
"Protector Wu, save me!"
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