The Black-Robed Elder and the Xuanming Spear

The reason he didn't waste words with them was to avoid alerting them. If they were from the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian would be in real danger.

After all, Yang Jian currently has no evidence or background. If he were to truly break ties with the Heavenly Court, it would not be a good thing for him. Yang Jian must make adequate preparations beforehand.

"Hmph, who do you care who I am? We're not going to let you get away with this, you're dead!"

The young man let out a cold shout, a ferocious look flashing across his face.

"Since that's the case, then you might as well die!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian snorted coldly, and with a flick of his wrist, he thrust the Hongjun Sword directly at the young man.

Upon seeing Yang Jian's appearance, the young man's expression changed drastically. Without a second thought, he turned and ran, clearly knowing that Yang Jian would not let him off easily.

"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

"Buzz!"

Immediately, Yang Jian flicked his wrist, and the Hongjun Sword once again slashed through the void, carrying a sharp Sword-Ray as it fiercely struck the young man.

Damn it!

Upon seeing Yang Jian's actions, the young man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned around to defend himself, trying to resist Yang Jian's attack.

However, it was already too late for him. Yang Jian's attack landed on him instantly, and a crisp sound rang out. The young man was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His aura weakened instantly, indicating that he had suffered considerable injury.

"Cough cough..."

After coughing twice, the young man stared intently at Yang Jian, his face full of resentment. He was clearly very unwilling to accept defeat, as he never expected to be defeated by such an insignificant person.

However, he also understood that he could not possibly be a match for Yang Jian.

Without further hesitation, the young man began to shoot wildly backward, preparing to escape.

"You think you can leave now?" Yang Jian asked with a mocking expression after seeing the young man's appearance.

"Hmph! So what if I can't leave? Do you really think you can stop me? Don't dream about it! You're not leaving here alive today!"

A flash of resentment crossed the young man's face, which was also filled with a resolute expression.

"Heh, I didn't expect you to have such backbone. But unfortunately, you're destined to perish!" Yang Jian shook his head and sneered upon seeing the young man's appearance.

Die!

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the next moment he directly unleashed the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a huge golden mountain instantly appeared above Yang Jian's head. Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian waved his hand, and the huge mountain pressed down directly on the young man.

"Not good!"

Upon seeing Yang Jian make his move, the young man's expression instantly changed, becoming extremely solemn and grim. He then shot off into the distance.

Yang Jian didn't stop at all, heading straight in that direction at a very fast speed.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

However, to the young man's despair, the golden mountain was moving incredibly fast. It caught up with him almost instantly, then slammed down, crushing him into the ground.

"Bang!"

The moment the young man landed on the ground, he was smashed to pieces. A dull thud resounded as he was instantly crushed into a bloody pulp.

Yang Jian then flashed to the young man's corpse, took the Storage Ring, and put it into his spatial ring.

After Yang Jian used his Soul-Searching Technique to search through all the information inside the Storage Ring, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Heh heh, so you're actually from the Immortal Spirit Clan, no wonder!" Yang Jian said coldly.

The Immortal Spirit Clan cultivates Spirit Vein and is an extremely powerful existence in the Immortal Realm.

In the Immortal Realm, the number of immortals is extremely small, but their strength is incredibly high, and they can almost dominate a region within the Immortal Realm.

Therefore, among the major powers in the Immortal Realm, there are also branch forces of the Immortal Spirit Clan.

Although the Immortal Spirit Clan may not rank among the top in terms of strength in the Immortal Realm, in terms of power and foundation, they are definitely among the best in the entire Immortal Realm.

Moreover, once a member of the Immortal Spirit Clan advances to the Divine Man Realm, their strength becomes incredibly terrifying.

Although the number of gods in the Immortal Realm is extremely small, each god is at least Three-Tribulation Divine Man or above, and is considered a top-tier expert in the Immortal Realm.

The branch forces of the Immortal Spirit Clan are also quite powerful. Although they are not at the level of Immortal Emperor, they still have a number of ordinary gods, and even some at the Peak Divine Man. Such a force is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke; in fact, it can be described as a behemoth.

Therefore, upon hearing the young man's words, Yang Jian couldn't help but reveal a cold smile.

"Hmph! You think you've won? Let me tell you, you're not even qualified to be my opponent. I won't let you go!" Upon seeing Yang Jian's expression, the young man coldly retorted.

Upon hearing the young man's words, Yang Jian sneered and said, "You think you can take me on?"

After saying that, Yang Jian suddenly produced a long spear, and a dazzling silver light burst forth from his hand, a silver streak shooting out directly from the spearhead.

"Boom!"

The next moment, it slammed directly into the young man's body.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled thud, the young man's body was pierced through by Yang Jian's spear, and his entire body instantly collapsed.

"Impossible! How can you be so strong!" The young man's face also showed a strong expression of disbelief, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Not only him, but the other old men in black also had their expressions change drastically.

They hadn't expected that Yang Jian would defeat this young man so easily, without him even putting up a fight.

"Hmph! You want to kill me? I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian coldly spoke, and at the same time, a dazzling silver light burst forth from his right hand. The next moment, the Xuanming Spear in his hand shot out once again.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, the Xuanming Spear flew out and, in the next instant, transformed into countless afterimages in mid-air.

"Not good!"