After arriving at Yang Xiu's residence, Ye Lin discovered that it was strangely quiet. At that moment, Ye Lin suddenly grabbed the two women beside him.
The two women looked at Ye Lin in bewilderment, while Ye Lin stared straight ahead, his expression utterly calm.
The next instant, an explosion rang out, and Yang Xiu's residence was directly razed to the ground by a bolt of lightning.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, I was wrong. Spare my life, spare my life."
In midair, Li Shanchang knelt before Yang Xiu and begged bitterly for mercy. Yang Xiu radiated a terrifying aura as he looked coldly at Li Shanchang before him.
Lightning coiled around him, making him seem like a true god.
The next moment, Yang Xiu casually raised a hand and pointed. In an instant, Li Shanchang's body was reduced to fragments, while the lightning's remaining force did not diminish in the slightest, directly shredding several innocent Inner Sect disciples below.
After everything was done, the lightning filling the sky vanished, and Yang Xiu returned to normal, his aura once more settling at the mid-stage Heavenly Immortal realm.
Ye Lin and the two women beside him saw every last bit of it clearly.
Ye Lin smiled faintly. Heaven was truly helping him.
Bai Ziran and Hong Yanran looked at the innocent disciples who had died below, then at the Yang Xiu above, who suddenly seemed so unfamiliar. For a time, they stood frozen where they were.
Meanwhile, Yang Xiu sat cross-legged in the void, the aura around him rising uncontrollably, as though he were on the verge of a breakthrough.
"You wretch! You dared to slaughter this sect's disciples within the sect itself. Do you have any regard for the sect rules at all?"
Suddenly, a furious roar rang out. Yang Xiu, who