Ancient Moon Peak
The sun gradually sank, and the rosy evening clouds cast a soft glow over the land.
A gentle breeze brushed Ye Lingxi's face. She opened her eyes in a daze and glanced at the evening clouds on the horizon. A little worried, she said, "It's so late. Why hasn't Brother come back yet?"
With that, she got up and headed down the mountain.
She had just reached the foot of the mountain when someone stopped her.
There were five of them in all, led by a purple-robed youth who was staring at Ye Lingxi with a lecherous look on his face.
One of the five said, "Little beauty, be good and have a drink with Senior Brother Jiang, and we'll let you go."
Frightened, Ye Lingxi backed away several steps and hurriedly shook her head. "I don't want to. Go away."
Jiang Hao smiled. "Don't be afraid, little sister. It's just a drink. I'm the grandson of Dark Night Peak's Grand Elder, so there's definitely nothing wrong with my character. You have to trust me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a lecherous gleam flashed in his eyes.
That was right.
He liked little lolis.
The moment he first laid eyes on Ye Lingxi, he was completely captivated.
Ye Lingxi backed away several more steps, but for every step she took, Jiang Hao and the others advanced one.
Tears glistened in Ye Lingxi's eyes, and her lips were pressed tightly together, as though she were trying her best to hold back the tears about to spill.
When Ye Lingxi said nothing, Jiang Hao's face darkened, and he lost patience. "Fuck, you don't know what's good for you. Tie her up and take her to my room!"
"Right away."
Jiang Hao's lackeys rubbed their hands and walked toward Ye Lingxi, step by step.
Ye Lingxi turned and ran, but as she ran, she suddenly tripped and fell. Her knees and elbows were scraped, and thin trickles of blood flowed out.
Ye Lingxi's eyes reddened. Biting her lip, she fought back her sobs. She had just started to get up when Jiang Hao and the others surrounded her.
Jiang Hao laughed loudly. "Run! Go on, keep running! Hahaha!"
"Brother..."
Ye Lingxi called out softly, unable to hold back her tears any longer. She was so scared, and she wished so badly for Su Chen to appear.
Squelch!
A flash of sword light passed by. Jiang Hao and the others felt a chill on their necks, and in the next instant, their heads flew off.
Ye Lingxi jerked her head up. When she saw that familiar figure, tears streamed down her face, and she called out in a trembling voice, "Brother..."
Su Chen came over to Ye Lingxi and picked her up. "I'm sorry," he said apologetically. "I came back late."
Ye Lingxi lay in Su Chen's arms, crying without pause. "Boo-hoo... Brother..."
Su Chen stroked Ye Lingxi's head, his heart aching. "It's all right now. Your brother is here."
"Bastard!"
Just then, a furious roar rang out across the entire Star Holy Land!
A terrifying Venerable Realm Seventh Layer presence spread across the sky, and a figure suddenly appeared in the air.
The figure was a black-robed old man whose features bore a strong resemblance to Jiang Hao's.
He was Jiang Hao's grandfather, Jiang Qisheng.
At that moment, his face was twisted, and he showed faint signs of losing control.
Just now, Jiang Hao's soul lamp had suddenly gone out.
How could he not be furious?
How could he not lose control?
Everyone in the Star Holy Land looked at Jiang Qisheng in the air, puzzlement in their eyes.
They didn't understand why Jiang Qisheng was so angry.
Xia Meng walked out of the grand hall and frowned as she looked at Jiang Qisheng in the air. "What does this old fellow think he's doing?"
Jiang Qisheng suddenly looked toward a certain spot, where Jiang Hao's corpse lay. Then he turned his gaze to Su Chen and roared, "Who gave you the gall to kill my grandson?!"
Endless fury could be heard in his voice.
Because he had been in seclusion all this time, he didn't know who Su Chen was.
Holy shit!
The disciples were startled.
Someone killed Jiang Hao?
That's badass!
Su Chen slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Qisheng, his gaze calm. But the temperature around him made people feel as though they had fallen into an ice cave.
Only those who knew Su Chen understood just how terrifying he was at that moment.
Su Chen gently put Ye Lingxi down and said softly, "I'll stand up for you. Wait for me a moment, be good."
With that, he stepped into the air and walked toward the sky.
"Who is that?"
The disciples looked at Su Chen in confusion.
One disciple seemed to have guessed something. "That might be Peak Master Su, the one who defeated Peak Master Murong!"
"What? He's Peak Master Su?"
"How can he be so handsome? Does he have a death wish?"
The disciples were somewhat surprised.
Just then, a male disciple suddenly said, "What is Peak Master Su doing?"
As though something had occurred to him, his eyes widened. "Could Peak Master Su be the one who killed Jiang Hao?"
The friend beside him was startled too. "Now that you mention it, it really might have been him. Look at the way Elder Jiang is staring at Peak Master Su. He looks like he wants to tear him apart alive."
Su Chen stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his three thousand strands of silver hair swaying in the wind. His handsome face drew the attention of the female disciples below.
Jiang Qisheng glared at Su Chen. With a thought, blazing flames erupted from his palm, and he struck out!
A three-hundred-meter flaming palm appeared between heaven and earth. Bearing an overwhelming force, it swept toward Su Chen, burning everything in its path to ash.
Su Chen waved his hand, and the flaming palm vanished in an instant.
"Die!"
Just then, Jiang Qisheng suddenly appeared in front of Su Chen, his killing intent surging to the heavens as he punched out!
That punch contained fist force and was utterly terrifying!
But Su Chen turned sideways and dodged it. Then he suddenly reached out, grabbed Jiang Qisheng's arm, and drove his knee upward!
Jiang Qisheng was horrified and tried to retreat, but it was too late!
Bang!
Jiang Qisheng's entire body bent like a bow, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Since Su Chen had a death grip on his arm, he wasn't sent flying.
Just then, Su Chen struck Jiang Qisheng in the stomach with another punch.
"Aah!"
Jiang Qisheng let out a miserable scream, his face contorted. There wasn't a single part of his body left unharmed, and his bones were shattered.
Su Chen gripped Jiang Qisheng by the throat, his gaze icy as he gradually tightened his hold.
The disciples below were dumbfounded.
Holy shit!
Peak Master Su is that fierce?
Jiang Qisheng's legs kicked in constant struggle, his face ashen. At the same time, he was utterly shocked by Su Chen's strength.
He hadn't expected Su Chen to be so strong!
"Peak Master Su, please show mercy."
Just then, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared not far from Su Chen. He had a burly build and a solemn face.
A disciple looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I didn't expect Peak Master You to come!"
A female disciple said, "Of course. Peak Master You is the Peak Master of Shadow Peak, and Elder Jiang is from Shadow Peak. How could Peak Master An not step in to protect him?"
The disciple nodded. "That's true. I just don't know whether Peak Master Su will give Peak Master You face."
Jiang Qisheng looked at You An out of the corner of his eye and said in a trembling voice, "Peak... Master... save me!"
You An looked at Su Chen and said in a deep voice, "Peak Master Su..."
Crack!
Before he could finish, Su Chen crushed Jiang Qisheng's neck. Then Su Chen turned to look at You An and said calmly, "You want to save him?"
You An's heart sank. Clenching his fists, he gave Su Chen a cold look, then turned and left without a word.