Hand Over the Yuan Clan's Divine Son! The Overbearing Yuan Xun

At this moment, chaos had begun to erupt at the entrance to the canyon's secret realm.

"Yuan Clan grand elder, if you don't give us an explanation today, we will surely avenge this!" a grand clan elder of the Dark Nether White Tiger Clan roared at Yuan Zhexian's grandfather, Yuan Xun, his voice tearing at his throat.

"That's right! Once the Yuan Clan's divine son comes out, if you don't hand him over today, we won't rest until one side is dead!" said a grand elder of the Mystic Sect.

The True Dragon Clan's grand clan elder also said, "Your Yuan Clan's divine son killed our clan's dragon son. Our True Dragon Clan will never let this matter rest. Once he comes out, we will never let it rest."

Thereupon, the elders and disciples of several imperial clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands all demanded that Yuan Xun hand Yuan Zhexian over.

Yuan Xun watched as countless imperial clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands demanded in no uncertain terms that he hand over his grandson. Yuan Xun refused to indulge them. His terrifying peak Supreme Saint presence erupted as he said to the crowd, "Hand over my grandson? Are you lot worthy? Have you forgotten how terrifying my Yuan Clan has been for countless epochs? Anyone who dares say another word will be slain!"

"Yuan Clan grand elder, aren't you being a little too arrogant? Don't forget, you aren't the only Supreme Saint here. Do you intend to stand against us all by yourself?" the Golden-Winged Peng Clan's grand clan elder spoke up.

"Exactly. Your Yuan Clan may be a forbidden Lineage, but our Lineages are no pushovers either. Who doesn't have a few ancestors behind them? If you don't give us an explanation today, none of you are leaving," the grand elders of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land and the Great Origin Holy Land clamored.

Although the Heavenly Profound Holy Land and the Great Origin Holy Land had split into two factions, their inheritances still came from the Divine Profound Holy Land. Thus, for countless epochs, the two holy lands had remained extremely close. Now, only a few of the people their two holy lands had sent inside had come out, and both of their holy sons had been slain by Yuan Zhexian.

"Our clan's divine son was peerless beneath the heavens, a candidate to become a Great Emperor in the future, yet he too fell victim to the Yuan Clan's divine son. With such a great blood feud, why waste so much breath? Let's surround and kill the Yuan Clan grand elder, then capture their divine son when he comes out," the Heavenly Cang Clan's grand clan elder said to the crowd, killing intent surging in his eyes.

The moment he finished speaking, Yuan Xun's terrifying Supreme Saint presence surged again. Whoosh! In an instant, he appeared before the Heavenly Cang Clan's grand elder and seized him by the throat. The grand clan elder's eyes went wide with disbelief. Yuan Xun then hurled him into the distance with all his strength. The terrifying force sent him flying several hundred kilometers before he crashed into a massive mountain range. That terrifying force then reduced the mountain range, which stretched for nearly ten thousand li, to ashes.

Everyone present stared wide-eyed in disbelief. The Yuan Clan's grand elder had dared to strike in front of everyone, and his strength was so terrifying that the Heavenly Cang Clan's grand clan elder had not had the slightest chance to fight back. The terrifying force had knocked him unconscious.

Yuan Xun then said to the crowd, "Who else wants this old man to hand over my grandson? Killing a few of your divine sons was a favor to you. If you object, you can all come at me together. A bunch of puny ants."

"Too fucking much! He's gone far too far!" The crowd grew furious. Thereupon, the grand clan elders of all the imperial clans, imperial dynasties, royal dynasties, and holy lands present whose disciples Yuan Zhexian had slain attacked Yuan Xun one after another.

Seeing this, Yuan Xun could not help saying, "Good! Good! Good! This old man hasn't fought in tens of thousands of years. Come on! Today, I'll let you experience how terrifying I was back then."

As he spoke, a Quasi-Emperor sword appeared in Yuan Xun's right hand. The moment it appeared, a terrifying, heaven-shaking Sword Qi radiated from its blade. Yuan Xun primarily cultivated the sword to begin with, and his attainments in the sword Dao rivaled those of the Sword Sect's grand clan elders. He then swung his sword at the assembled grand clan elders and grand elders of the various clans, dynasties, and holy lands.

The powerful, terrifying force of a Supreme Saint combined with the terrifying Sword Qi of the Quasi-Emperor sword. Yuan Xun's strike faintly carried a trace of an artistic conception that only a Quasi-Emperor expert could possess. The assembled grand clan elders and grand elders of the various clans, dynasties, and holy lands immediately used their Supreme Saint power to resist it.

Boom! After a tremendous crash, Yuan Xun stood motionless where he was, while the grand clan elders and grand elders of the various clans, dynasties, and holy lands were all forced back several li by that single strike.

"Hmph. That was just a casual strike, and you couldn't even withstand it. Yet you dared demand that I hand over my grandson and surround me to kill me. You really don't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth, nor do you know life from death," Yuan Xun said disdainfully.

The True Dragon Clan's grand clan elder said furiously, "You're only relying on the might of a Quasi-Emperor weapon. Do you think we don't have any?" With that, the grand clan elders of the True Dragon Clan, the Golden-Winged Peng Clan, the Dark Nether White Tiger Clan, and the Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan, the grand elders of the Mystic Sect, the Heavenly Profound Holy Land, and the Supreme Profound Holy Land, and the Heavenly Cang Clan's grand clan elder, who had just woken after Yuan Xun knocked him unconscious and joined the battle, all took out Quasi-Emperor weapons.

As soon as the eight Quasi-Emperor weapons appeared, waves of their pressure rippled through the space around the entrance to the canyon's secret realm. The grand clan elders, grand elders, clan elders, and elders of the various clans, dynasties, and other places who had no Quasi-Emperor weapons hurried to protect their disciples, lest the weapons' might crush them to pieces.

Just then, Yuan Zhexian emerged with the others. The moment he appeared, killing intent flashed across the faces of the eight grand elders, and they prepared to kill him in an instant. But at that moment, someone reacted faster than they did.

Two figures appeared before Yuan Zhexian. Radiating terrifying Supreme Saint power, they stood firmly between Yuan Zhexian's group and the others. Each held a Quasi-Emperor weapon. One of them was a grand clan elder of the Yu Clan, and the other was a grand clan elder of the Jun Lineage. The Jun Lineage's grand clan elder had already heard a report from the disciples who had come out about the state of their divine son, and had learned that a subtle relationship now faintly existed between the Jun Lineage and the Yuan Clan.

Thus, the instant Yuan Zhexian emerged, he immediately flashed to his side. After all, their cultivation and strength were plain to see; the gap was as vast as that between heaven and earth. If the eight Supreme Saints wanted to kill Yuan Zhexian, a single wave of Supreme Saint pressure would be enough to kill him instantly.

Seeing the two instantly shield Yuan Zhexian behind them, the eight understood why they had held back all this time. They had been waiting for Yuan Zhexian to appear so they could protect them at once. The eight had now missed their best chance to kill Yuan Zhexian in an instant.

Seeing Yuan Zhexian protected by the two, Yuan Xun breathed a sigh of relief. He cupped his hands to them and said with a smile, "I, Yuan Xun, thank you both, fellow Daoists."

"Old man Yuan, why stand on ceremony with me? We've been friends for so many years," the Yu Clan's grand clan elder said with a smile.

The Jun Lineage's grand clan elder immediately returned the salute and said, "You're too courteous, fellow Daoist. I understand the relationship between my Lineage's divine son and the Yuan Clan's divine son, so I certainly won't stand by and do nothing. Besides, my Lineage's divine son is still over there with the Yuan Clan's divine son."

"Good. Then I'm sorry to trouble you both to look after them while I go and kill these people."

"What are you staring at? Keep staring! I'll fucking kill you. Damn it, get over here and meet your deaths!" With that, Supreme Saint power exploded around Yuan Xun. He swung the Quasi-Emperor sword in his hand, sending eight waves of terrifying Sword Qi at the eight grand elders. They immediately used their own Quasi-Emperor weapons to block the terrifying Sword Qi bearing down on them.

Boom, boom, boom! After several tremendous crashes, Yuan Xun looked at the eight unharmed grand elders, a hint of surprise in his eyes. With Quasi-Emperor weapons in hand, the eight had indeed grown several times stronger.

Yuan Xun then pointed his sword at the sky, and his terrifying Supreme Saint power shot upward. It formed an enormous golden ring in the heavens, and the phantom of a terrifying divine sword slowly descended from within it.

The terrifying divine sword radiated terrifying sword intent, and its blade shone with golden light. Yuan Xun then shouted, "Four Immortal-Slaying Swords-Immortal-Slaying Sword!"

The terrifying divine sword flew swiftly toward the eight grand elders. Wherever it passed, space shattered under its terrifying sword intent. The eight grand elders' hearts jolted, and they all unleashed their strongest techniques.

Eight different techniques appeared before the divine sword as it flew toward the eight grand elders, contesting its power. Seeing the eight use techniques to counter his Immortal-Slaying Sword, Yuan Xun uttered another word.

"Slay!"

The terrifying divine sword instantly transformed into countless small golden divine swords, so numerous that they blotted out the sky. The small golden swords then sped toward the eight grand elders to kill them, and the eight desperately resisted the countless blades.

Yet every thrust of the small golden divine swords was equivalent to Yuan Xun's strongest strike, and countless swords meant countless such strikes.

"Aah!"

Unable to withstand the terrifying small golden divine swords, the Heavenly Profound Holy Land's grand elder was pierced by the countless blades until he looked like a hornet's nest. He then vanished into heaven and earth.

Then came another cry. "Aah!"

Like the Heavenly Profound Holy Land's grand elder, the Great Origin Holy Land's grand elder was pierced until he looked like a hornet's nest. He vanished into heaven and earth.

The grand clan elders of the Dark Nether White Tiger Clan and the Heaven-Overturning Barbarian Bull Clan also failed to resist Yuan Xun's small golden divine swords. After being killed outright, they revealed their true forms, dead as dead could be.

The True Dragon Clan's grand clan elder and the Heavenly Cang Clan's grand clan elder could barely hold on thanks to the toughness of their bodies, but they were covered in wounds.

The Mystic Sect's grand clan elder repeatedly used the sect's profound techniques to minimize the terrifying attacks of the small golden divine swords, preventing fatal injuries. Even so, he was gravely wounded.

The Golden-Winged Peng Clan's grand clan elder was in a somewhat better state. Relying on his extreme speed, he continually dodged the small golden swords' attacks and had only a few wounds.

After the terrifying sword technique "Four Immortal-Slaying Swords-Immortal-Slaying Sword" vanished, the True Dragon Clan's grand elder and the other three grand clan elders and grand elders saw that their side had suffered grievous casualties, with half their number fallen. Stormy seas surged in their hearts. They were all Supreme Saint experts, so why had Yuan Xun fought them like an adult fighting children? They also felt a trace more fear of Yuan Xun's terrifying strength.

Seeing that half their number had fallen, Yuan Xun prepared to deliver the final, fatal blow. But just then, a presence even more terrifying than that of a Supreme Saint descended from the heavens.

"A Quasi-Emperor?"

Yuan Xun narrowed his eyes. "You couldn't win against someone of the same combat strength, so you called an old one over to hold the fort?"

An old man in a golden dragon robe walked through the air, covering dozens of kilometers with each step. Within a few breaths, he arrived before the True Dragon Clan's grand clan elder.

The True Dragon Clan's grand clan elder immediately bowed and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Ancestor." Seeing the old man arrive, the other three grand clan elders and grand elders also bowed and cupped their hands. "Greetings, Senior."

"Mm." The golden-robed old man gave only a quiet hum, yet everyone around him felt as though a colossal mountain were pressing down on them, leaving them unable to breathe.

The golden-robed old man looked at Yuan Xun and said, "You're quite good. To think the Yuan Clan has someone like you. If you advance to the Quasi-Emperor realm, perhaps your future on the great Dao will be promising."

"What? Are you mocking me for not being in the Quasi-Emperor realm, or do you think that because you've reached it, you can look down on everyone else?" Yuan Xun said, as overbearing as ever.

"How can a sparrow know the aspirations of a swan, and how can a swan know the spreading of a great peng's wings? You are not a Quasi-Emperor expert, after all. You don't understand the gap between us," the golden-robed ancestor said calmly.

"A Quasi-Emperor? It's not as though I've never fought one. Don't put yourself on such a high pedestal. Even if you're a Quasi-Emperor expert, I can still fight you," Yuan Xun said, his face slightly flushed with a hint of excitement.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Yuan Xun had fought a grueling battle against the Quasi-Emperor ancestor of an immortal hidden sect for Yuan Changsheng's sake. Though he had ultimately lost, that battle had greatly increased his strength, and the matter had only been settled when several of the Yuan Clan's Quasi-Emperor ancestors intervened. Now, tens of thousands of years later, he could not help feeling a little excited at fighting another Quasi-Emperor expert.

The golden-robed old man said softly, "Oh? Is that so? Then let me show you the gap between a Supreme Saint and a Quasi-Emperor."

As he spoke, the golden-robed ancestor's presence burst forth. Spiritual power of terrifying intensity instantly took the form of nine enormous golden five-clawed dragons around him. He then said to Yuan Xun, "Nine Extremes Heavenly Dragon!"

Looking at the nine enormous golden dragons, Yuan Xun did not dare be careless. His spiritual power immediately surged, and his body radiated a golden glow. Then, facing the nine enormous golden hands, he said, "Instant Sword Strike!"

This was a peerless sword technique that had made a sword Dao Great Emperor of the Yuan Clan famous in a bygone era. Its power was terrifying beyond measure. That Great Emperor had once used it to slay three Great Emperors of the same realm with a single strike.

Yuan Xun transformed into a streak of golden sword light. So fast was he that he reached the nine golden dragons in the blink of an eye. The sword light flashed gold, and the nine enormous dragons were cut in half at the waist by the sword light Yuan Xun had become. They then dissolved into starlike specks of spiritual power. He continued toward the golden-robed old man.

The golden-robed old man gave a small exclamation of surprise, and a dragon-headed cane appeared in his hand. He struck at the sword light charging toward him. When the cane collided with the sword light Yuan Xun had become, a dazzling radiance burst forth. Both men then retreated dozens of li.

Seeing that Yuan Xun had fought him to a standstill in a direct clash, the golden-robed old man was no longer calm. He immediately used another technique.

"Ancestral Dragon Heaven-Conquering Art!"

This was one of the True Dragon Clan's inherited techniques, created by a Supreme Great Emperor of the clan in the past. Its power was terrifying beyond measure.

An enormous dark cloud appeared in the sky above the golden-robed old man, with flashes of blue lightning flickering through the cloud-covered heavens. Terrifying pressure bore down from the sky, instantly crushing the surrounding space to pieces. Then an enormous seven-clawed dragon's claw emerged from the great dark cloud and pressed down toward Yuan Xun.

Looking at the terrifying "Ancestral Dragon Heaven-Conquering Art," Yuan Xun immediately held his Quasi-Emperor sword upright before his chest and channeled the full extent of his spiritual power into it. The sword radiated a powerful, terrifying, heaven-shaking sword intent that was in no way inferior to the Ancestral Dragon Heaven-Conquering Art. He then shouted at the golden-robed old man, "Four Immortal-Slaying Swords-two swords as one!"