After leaving the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect's territory, Xiao Yan sped towards the Burning Flame Valley, with Li Bingrui following closely behind.
At Xiao Yan's current speed, crossing the Heavenly Puppet Sect Sect's territory at full speed is many times faster than before. In the dark night, the two of them streaked across the sky like shooting stars, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye. Even some of the powerful figures in the city below could only see two blurry figures flash by, but could not catch a glimpse of their figures.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's expression was gloomy. Three years had changed many things. The already tense situation in the Far Southern Land had completely escalated. The two sects had joined forces, and neither Burning Flame Valley nor the other side was showing any mercy. Now, it had even involved the higher-ups of the sects. It seemed that they were no longer willing to remain peaceful!
Although Burning Flame Valley had the Ancestor Fen Tian as its spiritual support, it was still only one Yuan Zong expert. However, the two sect leaders of the opposing side were both capable of fighting against ordinary Yuan Zong experts. Moreover, there were quite a few Origin King level experts in the opposing team. Although most of the Burning Flame Valley experts were powerful, they were ultimately defeated by the number of people. If this continued, it would be difficult to win a long battle.
But for Xiao Yan, the most crucial thing is still...
" Ghost Hall!"
If it weren't for these inhuman, ghostly figures secretly supporting them, the two major sects wouldn't have been able to run rampant. Ultimately, it's all because of those guys.
Thanks to their speed, they entered the territory of Burning Flame Valley by the early morning of the second day. The heavy smell of gunpowder in the air had finally faded a lot. Upon arriving here, Xiao Yan's emotions calmed down a bit. After all, they had returned to the territory of Burning Flame Valley Burning Flame Valley, which meant that they were no longer too far away from it.
"Call..."
Letting out a long sigh, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with fire, and then his body trembled, his forward speed suddenly increasing dramatically.
On a vast plain, sparsely populated and devoid of any wild animals, a gentle breeze blew, refreshing and pleasant. Coupled with the clear blue sky, it was quite a blessed place. Suddenly, a whooshing sound echoed from the horizon, followed by two streaks of light that flashed by one after the other, reaching the other side of the plain in the blink of an eye. Just as they were about to fly over, the two figures abruptly stopped, transforming into two human figures— Xiao Yan and his companion.
Seeing Xiao Yan stop, Li Bingrui frowned, a look of suspicion on her face. Then, Xiao Yan suddenly turned his gaze to the north. At the edge of his vision, there were several familiar auras, but he could sense that they were gradually weakening. If this continued, the owners of those auras would likely be dead.
With a thought, the vast, ocean-like Spiritual Strength between Xiao Yan's brows surged outwards, rapidly spreading outwards. In just a few breaths, it absorbed the entire scene from afar into his mind.
"That's... the Fang Clan, and people from the Heavenly Puppet Sect too?"
As he withdrew his Spiritual Strength, Xiao Yan muttered to himself. With his immense Spiritual Strength, Xiao Yan clearly sensed that besides the Fang Clan, there was also a powerful expert from the Heavenly Puppet Sect, a Origin King- level expert, and a puppet with terrifying combat power. It was only natural that the Fang Clan was defeated.
Because of his impression of the Fang Clan, Xiao Yan was initially reluctant to take action. However, since the matter now concerned Burning Flame Valley Burning Flame Valley, and the Fang Clan was located within its territory, after some hesitation, Xiao Yan finally set off and quickly flew towards the Fang Clan's location.
The Fang Clan is in a truly miserable state today. They never explicitly stated their intention to join the Burning Flame Valley, and they ignored the threats from the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect. Now, both sides treat them with contempt, and even begging for mercy is no longer effective. Even their attempt to humbly join the Heavenly Puppet Sect was met with a dismissive "you're not worthy." The Fang Clan is now isolated and helpless, having been turned against by everyone. Crucially, none of these opponents are people they can afford to offend, leading to their current predicament.
An elder of the Heavenly Puppet Sect, with only himself and a puppet, single-handedly challenged the entire Fang family. The entire Fang Clan exerted all their strength, yet they couldn't even withstand ten rounds against him. The strongest member of the family, the Fang Chi, was also beaten helplessly in the clash with the puppet, and at this moment, he was already on the verge of death.
"Hmph, back then, my Heavenly Puppet Sect kindly invited your Fang Clan to join, but you refused. Now you know to beg for mercy?"
Inside the Fang Clan mansion, an old man dressed in the robes of the Heavenly Puppet Sect slowly descended from mid-air, looking at Fang Chi lying on the ground with disdain. His eyes were full of mockery. The other members of the Fang Clan around him had either died or been injured in the previous battle, and even the three elders of the family had not been able to withstand a single blow from this man.
On the other side, a silver puppet was indiscriminately slaughtering the remaining Fang Clan of the Fang family. The old man walked step by step to Fang Chi's front and brought his foot down on Fang Chi's head, intending to kill him on the spot.
However, the next moment, as the sound of something cutting through the air approached, Fang Chi's son Fang Zhicong, suddenly flashed forward, intending to stop him.
Get away from my father!
A furious roar erupted from Fang Zhicong's mouth as he slammed a punch, imbued with all his power, down onto the old man's head.
"Hmph, a mayfly trying to shake a tree!"
Seeing this, the old man laughed instead of getting angry. He casually flicked his sleeve at Fang Zhicong, who was attacking him. The soft sleeve instantly became as hard as steel and then slammed into Fang Zhicong. With just this one blow, he not only sent Fang Zhicong flying, but also seriously injured him instantly.
"You..."
Seeing his son severely injured, Fang Chi immediately struggled to get up, but the old man stepped on his chest. Before he could utter a word, another mouthful of blood gushed out. His already severely injured body was now even more breathless.
"Hehehe, today is the day your Fang Clan family will be wiped out. Blame yourself for being so clever, daring to try and maneuver between the three major sects. From this day forward, in this Far Southern Land, no one will be able to defy the will of my Heavenly Puppet Sect."
As the sinister laugh subsided, the old man raised his foot again, intending to deliver the final blow to Fang Chi's head.
However, at that very moment, a sound of air being torn apart suddenly rang out. The next second, this Origin King expert from the Heavenly Puppet Sect was trampled underfoot by a domineering force. Before he could even react, he was killed by Xiao Yan with a single blow.