"Rumble!"
A massive bolt of lightning crashed down, instantly severing Li Yunxiao and Li Qingyang at the waist.
Their bodies exploded at once and vanished without a trace.
"Damn ants, get the hell out here!"
Amid that scorched earth, the figures of Li Yunxiao and Li Qingyang slowly emerged.
"Damn it, we ran into those guys again. What rotten luck!"
Li Qingyang cursed under his breath, his eyes brimming with fury.
Just now, he had nearly died at the hands of that group. Had he not reacted in time, he would already have fallen to them.
"But this is good too. At least we can finally have some peace and quiet for a while."
Li Yunxiao smiled. "Senior Qingyang, I'll go search for opportunities first. Once you find one, just let me know."
With that, he slapped his Storage Bag, took out a longsword, and with a flicker of his body, flew away.
"Hmm?!"
The old man watched Li Yunxiao's departing back, narrowing his eyes as a thoughtful look appeared on his face. "For some reason, that person's identity just now feels somewhat familiar."
"Yes, I have the same feeling."
Li Qingyang pondered. "That fellow's build is very similar to that kid's, and the cultivation technique he practices is the same as that kid's too. Could it be...!"
His pupils suddenly contracted, as though he had thought of something.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible! That kid was a corpse—how could he have come out alive?"
The muscles on his face twitched incessantly, as though he refused to believe his own guess.
"Hmph!"
The old man snorted coldly. "You brat, you're still too young! Do you know that man was the Heavenly Martial Realm's sole Martial Emperor expert? Back then, his name shook the world throughout the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the Dragon