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"Alright, just focus on cultivating this set of Martial Arts. You are too weak right now," said the Fire Spirit.
"Yes," Wang Yi nodded.
"Now that you have become the Fire Spirit Body, let me help you break through to the Mysterious Realm!" the Fire Spirit said.
"What?" Wang Yi was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly shocked. But before he could react, he felt his pores open up on their own, and countless red rays of light merged into his body.
"What is happening?" Wang Yi asked urgently.
"Don't ask too much, quickly absorb it," the Fire Spirit instructed.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi stopped questioning. Wasn't he dreaming of breaking through to the Mysterious Realm to take revenge?
Inhale!
With that word spoken, thousands of Red Light surged into his body, weaving through him like swimming fish, and finally merging into his Dantian.
Rumbling!
Crackling!
A massive amount of Vital Energy gathered in the Dantian, and Wang Yi's body immediately began to change, as if it were being tempered. His meridians, bones, and muscles were undergoing astonishing transformations.
Buzz!
A faint sound echoed in the Dantian, and Wang Yi felt his entire body filled with power.
Mysterious Realm!
In the path of martial arts, only Mysterious Realm can be considered as truly entering the hall of mastery, qualifying one as a strong practitioner. The Vitality Wings allow for short-term flight, which is a world apart from Transcendence Realm, Earth Spirit Realm, and Yuan Realm.
"Now, how do you feel? Only now can you be considered a cultivator," the voice of Fire Spirit Canglao echoed in Wang Yi's mind.
"Thank you," Wang Yi replied sincerely.
"You don't need to say that. If it weren't for you, I might still be an unconscious Spirit, so I should be the one thanking you," said Fire Spirit.
"Regardless, I still want to thank you," Wang Yi insisted.
"If you truly want to thank me, then hurry up and become a strong practitioner; only then will you have the qualifications to survive the impending catastrophe," Fire Spirit advised.
"Catastrophe? Could it be that the demon race is going to invade Yuan Continent?" Wang Yi asked.
"You know about the demon race?" Fire Spirit paused for a moment and said, "I don't know much either, but I sense that a great calamity is about to descend upon Yuan Continent. Therefore, you must possess the strength to protect yourself before it arrives."
Upon hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on Wang Yi's face. A Profound Realm Warrior is a dominant force, yet in the eyes of Fire Spirit, he didn't even have the qualifications for self-protection. At the same time, Wang Yi felt a surge of passion; what does a great calamity mean? In his past life, he struggled just to find a job. In this life, with such overwhelming power, he would make sure his name was remembered in this world!
A man should be like this!
"I will," Wang Yi said, his voice firm and unwavering.
"This... this is the memory of the demon race, and it's from the Saint Ancestor Level," came the surprised voice of Fire Spirit in his mind.
Immediately, Wang Yi began to tell Fire Spirit about the matter of Magic Xuan Luo Holy Ancestor.
Fire Spirit listened and pondered for a moment, then muttered to itself, "So, there are still demon clans existing on the Yuan Continent. They haven't completely left this world?"
"The memories of the Saint Ancestor Level, hahahaha, this is truly wonderful." Fire Spirit suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.
"What’s wrong?" Wang Yi asked.
"You will know in the future," Fire Spirit replied.
Seeing that Fire Spirit had no intention of elaborating, Wang Yi stopped asking.
"Next, what do you want to do?" Fire Spirit inquired.
"Get revenge!" Wang Yi declared.
Rong City, Su Family!
Wang Yi looked at the mansion before him: "Su Family", sneered coldly, and with a punch, there was a loud rumble as the two sides of the Crimson Door instantly collapsed, wood splintering everywhere.
"Who?"
"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble at my Su Family? Don't you know where this is?" Two Black-Clad Warriors rushed out upon hearing the noise and blocked Wang Yi, demanding to know.
"Call Su Zhe out. I, Wang Yi, have come to settle accounts with him," Wang Yi said with a smile, unfazed.
"Hmph, who do you think you are? Do you even have the right to see our master?" one of the Black-Clad Warriors retorted harshly.
"Not coming out, huh?" Wang Yi's expression grew colder. "Then I'll just have to beat you out."
Wang Yi's gaze shot out two extremely sharp glances, causing the two Black-Clad Warriors to feel as if they were in an ice cellar, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them from head to toe. Their bodies involuntarily shivered: "You..."
However, before the word "you" could be fully uttered, Wang Yi casually waved his hand, and the two Black-Clad Warriors were instantly blown away as if struck by a Tornado, tumbling and falling to the ground with a thud. They looked at Wang Yi in terror, unable to utter a word.
Wang Yi remained expressionless as he stepped into the Su Family.
"Who dares to invade my Su Family? Seeking death!" A burly man saw Wang Yi walking into the Su Family as if he were in his own backyard and became furious. He raised his hand and struck towards Wang Yi's face.
Crack!
Wang Yi opened his five fingers and caught the burly man's fist like an eagle swooping down on its prey. With a gentle squeeze, there was a cracking sound, and the man's arm was twisted off. Accompanied by the man's scream, a large amount of blood flowed from his shoulder, forming a river that stained the green stone floor red.
Ah!
A piercing scream once again erupted from the burly man's mouth.
"Su Zhe, an old friend has come; why haven't you come out to greet me?" Wang Yi's voice was amplified by Primordial Energy, resonating throughout the entire Su Family, easily heard from afar.
"Who?" A middle-aged man in black clothing with a long face stepped out; it was none other than Su Zhe.
At this moment, Su Zhe had not changed much from earlier, except for the fact that he had gained quite a bit of white hair. The pain of losing his son was irreplaceable, causing Su Zhe to have white hair while others still had black. His hatred for Wang Yi had reached an unbearable level; he wished he could find Wang Yi and personally kill him to avenge Su Hai and Su Ming.
"Wang Yi."
"Su Zhe."
The two spoke each other's names almost simultaneously.
Compared to Wang Yi's calm demeanor, Su Zhe looked at Wang Yi with a grim expression, his eyes revealing an unmasked killing intent.
"Wang Yi, old man, I didn't come looking for you, yet here you are at my doorstep. It seems you can't wait to join my sons," Su Zhe said, his gaze sinister, his aged face somewhat twisted. The man who killed his sons stood before him; how could he not be furious?
"Su Zhe, you fool, I'm here today to send you off to reunite with Su Hai and Su Ming. It's too lonely for you to remain in this world alone. With your two sons accompanying you, I believe you'll live quite well," Wang Yi replied.
"Seeking death."
Su Zhe was instantly enraged by Wang Yi's words, his anger boiling over. He raised his right hand high, slicing through the air with a palm strike that swiftly reached Wang Yi.
"Is this all you've got? It seems you've truly grown old," Wang Yi said with a slight smile. As he waved his sleeve, Su Zhe's palm strike shattered and was redirected back toward him.
With a splatter!
A spray of blood shot from Su Zhe's chest, staining his clothes red.
Su Zhe let out a cry of agony, staring incredulously at Wang Yi and exclaimed, "You... Mysterious Realm."
"You have good eyesight, but you'll still die," Wang Yi replied.
"Hmph, do you think you can kill me with your newly attained Mysterious Realm strength? You truly don't know the meaning of death," Su Zhe sneered coldly. He shouted lowly, and immediately a white armor appeared on his body—Vitality Armor.
"Die!" Wang Yi said with indifference as he casually unleashed a Blade Qi. In Su Zhe's incredulous gaze, the Blade Qi effortlessly sliced through the Vitality Armor. With a splatter and a scream from Su Zhe, he felt a gurgle in his throat and spat out blood before collapsing to the ground.
"What is this for?" Su Zhe asked, eyes wide as he stared at Wang Yi, unwilling to accept his fate.
"For what?" Wang Yi replied with a cold smile. "This is what you forced me into."
"Poof." Su Zhe instantly died.
"The master is dead." The servant saw Su Zhe's body, screamed, and fainted.
"Next, it should be the Lin family." Wang Yi walked out of Rong City.
Xuancheng, Lin Family.
"Father, what happened to you?" Lin Wanfeng looked at the worried Lin Yu and asked, his words revealing deep concern.
"I don't know what's going on. I have been feeling uneasy lately, as if something big is about to happen." Lin Yu furrowed his brows and said, "Could it be that a great disaster is about to befall our Lin family?"
"Father, this Xuancheng respects our Lin family, and we have a good relationship with the Zhao Family. Who in Xiangzhou Prefecture would dare to offend us?" Lin Wanfeng comforted.
"That's true, but..." Lin Yu rubbed his temples, trying to think of something.
Suddenly, the butler rushed in and said, "Master, there is someone outside claiming to be Wang Yi who wants to see you."
"What? Wang Yi wants to see me?" Lin Yu was taken aback and hurriedly asked.
"Is it that Wang Yi?" Lin Wanfeng inquired.
"It is I." A calm voice came from the courtyard.
Immediately, Lin Yu and his son saw a tall figure appear before them; who else could it be but Wang Yi?
"Lin Yu, I didn't expect it would be me," Wang Yi asked indifferently.
"You... what are you doing here?" Lin Wanfeng looked at Wang Yi in horror, her voice suddenly dropping significantly.
"What am I doing?" Wang Yi glanced at the frightened Lin Wanfeng as if she were an idiot and said, "What are we doing here?"
"Just you alone? Hmph, Wang Yi, you think too highly of the Lin family." Lin Yu's expression darkened, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
"I alone can destroy your Lin family." Wang Yi's gaze was sharp as he stared at Lin Yu, speaking each word clearly.
Although his voice was soft, it reached Lin Yu and Lin Wanfeng's ears without missing a beat. Upon hearing this, the two were struck as if by lightning, their faces changing drastically as they immediately stood up.
"Looking for death." Lin Yu shouted angrily, his fingers splayed out as a massive eagle claw, about ten feet wide, viciously reached for Wang Yi's head.
"Hmph, the day I return, Wang Yi, will be the day your Lin family is exterminated." Wang Yi said coldly. With that, his right hand swept out, his sleeves billowing. With a whoosh, a powerful gust of wind surged forth, instantly creating a storm in the hall. The eagle claw was blown to pieces with a series of cracking sounds, and wooden chairs and teacups were all shattered.
"What?" Lin Yu looked at the oncoming gust of wind in shock and hurriedly retreated. However, the speed of the wind was simply too fast for him to evade. With a thud, Lin Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with its string cut.
This scene left Lin Wanfeng terrified, her body frozen to the ground, unable to move.
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