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" My grandfather is a martial arts master, not afraid of Daoist Arts."
"Is that so? Then I'll kill you first and see if your grandfather will show up!"
The Yang Family Elder flicked his fingers, releasing a wave of killing Dao Qi. Huzi, having practiced for only a short time and lacking any cultivation methods, was no match for a Nascent Soul Realm expert.
With a clang, an Iron Hammer deflected the Yang Family Elder's Daoist Arts. The hammer returned to the hands of a burly man—Iron Bull.
"You bastard! At your age, you only bully others. You’ve already beaten Brother Five and Huzi; now let my boss go, or I’ll give you a taste of this hammer!"
Iron Bull pounded his strong chest with the Iron Hammer in a show of strength.
The Yang Family Elder snorted and threw a punch at Iron Bull. Iron Bull blocked with his hammer but was pushed back a step. "With your feeble skills at this age, you’re nothing! If I don’t smash you today, I’m not surnamed Niu! Wait, I mean Zhu Xi! If I don’t crush you today, I’m not surnamed Zhu!"
Iron Bull charged at the Yang Family Elder, swinging his Iron Hammer. The elder punched back, sending Iron Bull flying, yet he bounced back up like a balloon.
"Hmm?" The Yang Family Elder looked surprised.
"Can’t hit me, can you?" Iron Bull laughed heartily and charged again. The elder attempted to block with his Daoist Arts; as a Nascent Soul Realm master, he was vastly more powerful than Iron Bull, who had just recently reached the Core Formation Stage.
With a loud bang, Iron Bull struck the Yang Family Elder with his hammer, sending him flying. "You old geezers better let my boss go!"
The Yang Family Elders rushed to shield Yang Xuanzong from Iron Bull. But Iron Bull broke through their defenses, swinging his hammer wildly and injuring several elders. Despite their punches landing on him, Iron Bull grew more determined; the relentless barrage felt like nothing to him.
"Iron Bull, come back!" Huzi shouted.
"I’m here to save my boss! My master taught me that in this world, loyalty comes first. Since I’ve recognized my boss as my leader, what’s my life worth? Eighteen years from now, I’ll still be a good man!"
Iron Bull pushed through the crowd of Yang Elders and swung his hammer toward Yang Xuanzong's head. In a flash like the wind, Yang Long appeared and flicked the Iron Hammer aside with a finger before imprinting his palm against Iron Bull's chest.
"That's the Chemical Martial Arts of Mangshan. Ordinary Daoist Arts and physical attacks will only temporarily boost his combat power, converting your assaults into stored Dao Qi within him. Step back and let me handle this," Yang Long said.
"They can't, and you definitely can't!" Iron Bull roared, swinging Iron Hammer with tremendous force, shaking the mountains.
A smile crept onto Yang Long's lips as a ripple appeared before him. When Iron Hammer struck, it crashed into the ripple, instantly slowing down by hundreds of times. Yang Long moved through the ripple and tapped Iron Bull several times. Then, a layer of silver patterns swirled around his fingers as he slammed his palm against Iron Bull's chest. Iron Bull staggered back, coughing and turning pale.
"Does it feel like I'm dispersing your energy?" Yang Long asked.
"I'll kill you!" Iron Bull shouted. He slammed his hammer into the ground, causing the earth to crack, and the ground energy shot toward Yang Long. Yang Long's figure flickered and appeared beside Iron Bull.
"Iron Bull, get out!" I shouted loudly.
Yang Long's hand pierced through Iron Bull's abdomen, extracting a shining golden Dan. He shook his head and said, "No wonder each one of you is more useless than the last; a mere fifth-grade golden Dan—trash!"
With that, Yang Long tightened his grip, causing the golden Dan to explode. A massive force erupted from his hand, gathering azure light before launching it as a sphere. Iron Bull was blasted away, his body battered.
"Iron Bull!" Huzi rushed to support him; during these days, Iron Bull had become like a brother to him.
Iron Bull grasped Huzi's hand and said, "My master taught me that one must prioritize righteousness. The modern Daoist Sect is filled with corruption; it needs to be cleansed. I am honored to die for our leader."
With that, Iron Bull clenched his fist tightly before relaxing it, collapsing in front of Huzi.
"Five, stop Huzi! You can't defeat them!" I urged.
Huzi pulled out a knife from behind and stabbed it into his chest. Dark runes coalesced as his wound healed instantly, and Huzi's eyes turned black.
"Huzi," Five called out as he got up.
Huzi turned around and punched Five away, sending him flying dozens of meters and knocking down several disciples in his path.
Yang Long furrowed his brows and looked at Huzi, saying, "What the hell is this?"
Huzi glared at Yang Long, transforming into a black wind, and punched Yang Long in the chest. Yang Long's toes dragged along the ground as he was pushed back. He moved his arms slightly to stabilize himself and said, "Strange, I can sense the dark aura of the Book of Life and Death from you as well."
A low growl escaped Huzi's mouth, resembling a black leopard pouncing on Yang Long. Yang Long extended a finger and spun it, causing a wall of water to appear before him. Huzi's fist struck the water barrier, creating ripples. Yang Long snorted and delivered a horizontal chop to Huzi's neck, sending him rolling on the ground.
Yang Long shook his head and remarked, "What a joke. I thought you were going to show me some grand move; this is just pathetic. Anyone in the audience who considers themselves talented, God's favored, Eternal Unmatched, or the greatest expert in five hundred years—come up here and exchange a few moves with me."
Nangong Lin shot a sideways glance at Yang Long and said, "I admit you are the most powerful among the younger generation, but isn't this arrogance too much?"
"Exactly! I've heard that the Yang Family practices some evil technique to absorb others' power. You must be getting stronger by leeching off others," Dongfang Zhen added.
Yang Long squinted and replied, "I don't understand what you're rambling about."
"My elder brother is exceptionally gifted. You should keep your trash talk to yourself!" Yang Peng retorted.
"Is that so? If that's true, then how did Yang Hao lose all his power?" Wudang's First Disciple Zhang Xing questioned.
Yang Peng responded, "Yang Hao was bound by the Binding Immortal Rope; his power was drained. You lack insight and are slandering others."
Zhang Xing chuckled and said, "If that's the case, then your Yang Family must be filled with experts. How about I spar with you? If you can withstand three moves from me, I'll admit you're right."
"You!"
"Enough, Yang Peng. There's no need to waste breath on these fools," Yang Long interrupted.
Huzi lay on the ground, still struggling to get up when Yang Long appeared before him like a specter. He kicked Huzi in the head, sending him flying into the crowd.
The black runes on Huzi's body dissipated as he lay there battered and bruised. He spat out a mouthful of blood upon seeing the already dead Iron Bull and the severely injured Wu, his face filled with grief and anger.
In the arena, the couple, Yang Sanqian, and several sect leaders had been locked in fierce combat for some time. On Wuzhang Rock, As the Saying Goes regained clarity in his eyes, and Yang Xuanzong also ceased his actions, a smile appearing on his face.
"Esteemed sect leaders," Yang Xuanzong said, "the seal has been broken. It is time for us to retrieve the Book of Life and Death."
Upon hearing this, Nangong and the others soared up to Wuzhang Rock. "All elders and disciples, stop Yang Sanqian and his wife!" Nangong Dao commanded.
"Yes!" responded the members of the Serpent Cult, moving to block Yang Sanqian and his wife.
Miao Shengnan, Dongfang Jiu, and Zhang Ziling also instructed their elders and disciples to take action. The couple had already sustained significant injuries from battling the five great masters. Now, facing thousands of Daoist Disciples was no easier than confronting the Five Great Sect Leaders.
"You all are like ants to me," Yang Sanqian declared. "I do not wish to kill you. Step aside!"
"Divine Hero, please stop! Many of us have received your kindness and do not wish to make things difficult for you. Do not force our hand!" someone pleaded.
"It is you who are forcing me! I, Yang Sanqian, have only this one child! The one on stage is not your child!" Yang Sanqian retorted.
Li Chang'an interjected, "Once the Five Great Sect Leaders retrieve the Book of Life and Death, they will naturally release him. Why are you so anxious?"
"Indeed, Divine Hero, please wait a moment longer. With the Five Great Sect Leaders' assurance, this Book of Life and Death should not be controlled by a single person."
"Yang Sanqian, why are you wasting time with them? Our son's life is at stake!" Jiyao exclaimed anxiously. At that moment, her Dao Qi was nearly depleted. If it weren't for Yang Sanqian's constant vigilance over her safety, she likely wouldn't have lasted this long.
On Wuzhang Rock, the Five Great Sect Leaders gathered around me, combining their powers to extract the Book of Life and Death. I let out a cry as the black light of the Book was dragged out from within me.
Yang Sanqian's eyes widened with fury as he shouted, "Those who block me shall die!"
Li Chang'an struck with his sword. Yang Sanqian clenched his fists; the sword energy pierced through him without hesitation. Ignoring everything else, he delivered a punch directly to Li Chang'an's chest. The force of his blow shattered Li Chang'an's ribs and crushed his internal organs as he collapsed at the edge of Wuzhang Rock, his body convulsing.
"Yang Sanqian!" Jiyao cried out upon seeing blood gushing from him. She hurried forward to help staunch his bleeding.
Li Chang'an grimaced and said, "You really think Old Man is afraid of you just because you trade lives for names!"
Li Chang'an stood up but couldn't support himself and fell down, being dragged by several elders of the Yang Family to their healing area.
The crowd blocked Yang Sanqian's path. Blood trickled from the corner of Yang Sanqian's mouth as he stepped back, holding Jiyao's hand.
"You force me to kill; I, Yang Sanqian, have never used forbidden techniques. This is what you have pushed me to!"
Yang Sanqian and Jiyao retreated to the edge of a cliff. He then exhaled sharply, and a fierce wind howled, spreading gray death energy everywhere. The Five Major Sects, along with some disciples from other sects who couldn't dodge in time, were swept away by the gray wind. In an instant, groups of disciples fell to the ground—three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand. More and more people collapsed, their skin turning gray. The crowd was horrified and fled in panic, retreating backward as the elders of the Five Major Sects all acted to form a Dao Qi wall to block the spreading death energy.
"Yang Sanqian, as a Divine Hero, practicing such horrifying evil techniques makes you a hypocrite!" a group of elders scolded.
"This is the Blowing Immortal Technique, specifically designed to break Dao Qi. It can turn a person's Dao Qi into ghostly energy. Once affected, there is no hope of recovery," Yang Long said.
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