The scene that had been filled with such fanfare and commotion fell deathly silent in an instant.
More than a hundred Black Armored Guard corpses fell from the void.
The bloody rain from their exploded heads still hung in the air, its stench spreading everywhere.
Long Yang's throat tightened.
How could he ever have witnessed a scene like this before?
Back in All-Under-Heaven City, he had always been used to throwing his weight around.
No matter how furious the people there were, they could do nothing to him.
To put it bluntly, All-Under-Heaven City was the territory of the Martial King Long.
But Long Yang had never expected to encounter such a ruthless character the moment he left.
He looked at Xu Zimo.
His body began trembling uncontrollably.
"Look at you. You're clearly such an ant, yet you're so confident."
"I wanted some peace and quiet along the way, but you insisted on making a racket."
"Now that you're about to die, are you happy?"
Xu Zimo said calmly.
Long Yang was utterly terrified.
All his Black Armored Guards were dead.
They had not even lasted a single exchange.
As for his own strength, it was even less worth mentioning.
After all, bullying others came easily to him.
But cultivation? He was not the sort who could keep his temper in check and endure it.
At this moment, he turned and looked toward the Blood Slaughter Venerable and Old Xue.
In his eyes, those two had become his last straws to clutch at.
He hurriedly shouted.
"Save me, you two!"
"My father is the Martial King Long. If anything happens to me, neither of you will escape responsibility!"
Old Xue frowned slightly.
He disliked Long Yang's attitude very much.
But the other man was right.
The Martial King Long had