Vengeance and Blood Feud

Seizing his advantage, Ye Yun struck again. While Liao Qingxuan was still reeling in shock, he drove two more vicious punches into Liao Qingxuan's chest.

In that instant, the sound of ribs snapping rang out. Liao Qingxuan was sent flying, crashing into a tree behind him. The branches rustled violently as sheets of leaves fluttered down.

As searing pain swept through his entire body, Liao Qingxuan, who had finally recovered somewhat, simply could not accept this outcome. He had clearly held the upper hand—how had things suddenly turned out like this?

"Impossible! This is impossible! How could there be a Qi Refining Realm martial artist in the Land of Seven Kingdoms capable of defeating me? Tell me, what underhanded scheme did you use?" Liao Qingxuan stared at Ye Yun ahead of him, his voice filled with unwillingness and hatred.

Ye Yun had already withdrawn from the Selfless Realm. Beneath his black robe, a mocking smile appeared on his face when he heard Liao Qingxuan's words.

"You keep going on about the Land of Seven Kingdoms, but aren't you the same? You've stayed in the Land of Seven Kingdoms for so long, and I don't see anything particularly impressive about someone who came from beyond it!" Ye Yun mimicked Liao Qingxuan's earlier tone and spoke with disdain.

At first, Ye Yun had thought Liao Qingxuan was a worthy opponent. Now, though, he felt Liao Qingxuan was nothing more than a stray dog with nowhere to go.

"What do you know? You have no idea how vast this world truly is, or how boundless the martial path is. You are merely a frog at the bottom of a well, watching the sky from within the Land of Seven Kingdoms." Liao Qingxuan furiously retorted to Ye Yun's mockery.

"That's right, I am a