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Although the Heavenly Nether Gate is heavily guarded, Aotian's strength is now vastly different from before.
Aotian walked ahead, holding the Asura Spear in his right hand, his expression calm. However, upon closer inspection, one could easily detect the terrifying killing intent brewing in Aotian's eyes.
Not far from Aotian, Aoyan watched quietly. She did not join Aotian in taking action.
Firstly, she felt it was unnecessary; Aotian's strength was sufficient to handle the situation. Secondly, it was naturally due to Aotian's inner turmoil, as the Heavenly Nether Gate had previously participated in the attempt to kill him. Given Aotian's character, he felt that he must take revenge himself!
When Aotian arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Nether Gate, the killing intent in his eyes surged violently, creating a terrifying atmosphere that caused the temperature around him to drop significantly.
"Who are you? Don't you know this is the Heavenly Nether Gate? You dare stand here? Are you looking for death?!"
Two gatekeeping disciples of the Heavenly Nether Gate shouted arrogantly when they saw Aotian standing at the entrance without any intention of leaving.
Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in Aotian's eyes as he lightly uttered a single word:
"Die!"
As soon as the word left his mouth, Aotian's figure vanished from the entrance. The two gatekeeping disciples stood frozen in place, their vitality slowly fading away, with a gunshot wound visible at their throats...
In the Council Hall of the Heavenly Nether Gate, the Heavenly Gate Master and the Grand Elder were discussing how to deal a heavy blow to Xuantian Academy.
At that moment, a disciple of the Heavenly Nether Gate covered in blood rushed in in a panic and exclaimed:
"Not good! Master, Grand Elder, a young man with a spear has barged in!"
"What did you say?!" The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Nether Gate shouted.
"Grand Elder, a young man claiming to be Aotian has stormed in alone; his attack is simply unstoppable! No one can withstand his spear!" the disciple said again.
The Heavenly Gate Master was furious upon hearing this; how could someone dare to run rampant at the headquarters of the Heavenly Nether Gate? This was an utter disregard for their authority!
"Come on, Elder, let's go out and meet this Aotian..."
At this moment, Aotian was continuously swinging the Asura Spear, with spear energy cutting through the air, exuding a terrifying killing intent. Anyone who came within a hundred meters of Aotian fell into a pool of blood.
After a long while, Aotian forcefully thrust the Asura Spear into the ground, looking at the countless corpses around him with only indifference on his face.
When the Heavenly Gate Master and the Elder arrived with their people, they nearly fainted at the sight before them.
Countless disciples of the Heavenly Nether Gate had been killed by this young man?! In this way, wouldn't the Heavenly Nether Gate be rendered nonexistent?!
"Damn bastard, I will cripple you!"
The Master and the Elder were instantly furious and charged towards Aotian.
Facing the two fierce attackers, Aotian's expression remained unchanged. He simply drew out the Asura Spear, pointing its tip directly at the Master and the Elder.
"Bastard, die!"
The two shouted in unison, and a thick wave of Bloodthirsty Mystical Energy surged from their bodies towards Aotian.
"Overestimating yourselves!"
Aotian sneered coldly and then shouted:
"Spear Breaks Heaven and Earth!"
As soon as his voice fell, a massive spear shadow slashed towards the two, as if it could cut through the very sky.
"Ah..."
Two screams echoed from within the spear shadow, followed by two cold corpses flying backward.
The disciples of Heavenly Nether Gate were thrown into a panic upon witnessing the deaths of their Sect Leader and Elder. They shouted in fear:
"The Sect Leader is dead! Everyone, run!"
Immediately, the disciples of Heavenly Nether Gate scattered in all directions, fleeing from the sect.
Aotian, seeing this, did not intervene; he was not a person who reveled in killing. If these small fry wanted to run, let them.
After all, with the deaths of the two strongest members, Heavenly Nether Gate was practically finished.
Then, Aotian's gaze shifted towards Ice River Sect...
Within three days, shocking news spread throughout Fengyun Nation.
Heavenly Nether Gate, Ice River Sect, and Azure Cloud Sect had all been destroyed, and the one responsible was merely a young man wielding a spear.
However, this news was not the most astonishing; what truly shocked everyone was that Underworld Society also met its doom after the three major forces.
Aotian's name spread across Fengyun Nation with the help of those who sought to amplify his reputation. Now, everyone in Fengyun Nation understood that the most powerful force was not Xuantian Academy or Purple Gold Chamber, but Aotian, who single-handedly took down the four major forces.
As a result, Aotian became the target of many martial artists in Fengyun Nation.
Meanwhile, students from Xuantian Academy elevated their admiration for Aotian to an astonishing level.
After annihilating these forces and spending some time at Xuantian Academy, Aotian left to head towards Aojia.
After a brief reunion with Aotian, he set off on his journey once more. This time, his goal was to find his mother!
Liu Clan, a mysterious ancient hegemonic clan, had its headquarters in a location known to few. For ordinary people, the headquarters of Liu Clan was indeed an unknowable secret. However, for Aotian, who possessed the knowledge of Yan, it was no longer a secret.
Yan was capable of contending with demon gods; his understanding far surpassed that of Aotian at present. Thus, Aotian had little trouble arriving at the space where Liu Clan resided.
"This place truly is a paradise for martial artists..."
Looking around at the dense, almost liquid Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, Aotian exclaimed.
"Yan Xiao said:
"The Liu Clan has a deep foundation, so it is only natural for them to occupy this Paradise."
Aotian nodded in understanding. His gaze then fixed on a massive city that was entirely purple-gold; his mother was there!
"Who are you at this moment, and why have you come here?"
The Gatekeeping member of the Liu Clan shouted at Aotian.
Since it was his mother's family, Aotian did not act recklessly and said, "Brother, could you please inform your young lady that her son has come to find her!"
One of the Gatekeeping members was slightly taken aback and then said, "Wait here, I will go inform her!"
Just as the words left his mouth, a loud laugh echoed:
"Haha, our Liu Clan young lady is an existence of pure elegance; how could someone like you, a Bastard, dare to slander her here? Watch as this Old Man teaches you a lesson!"
As the laughter faded, an aged figure appeared before Aotian.
"Ah, Great Elder!"
The two Gatekeeping members exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the elder.
"Bastard, die!"
The old man looked at Aotian with a sinister smile. Immediately, a sword energy shot towards Aotian.
Aotian's expression remained unchanged as he flicked his fingers. Instantly, a burst of energy shot out, piercing through the sword energy and striking the old man.
Suddenly, the old man's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Aotian in disbelief.
"How is this possible? How can you be so strong?!"
Aotian let out a cold laugh but did not respond. Having inherited the lifelong teachings of the Dragon God, his strength was naturally terrifying.
However, he would not share this with the old man, especially since the old man was unfriendly towards him and even wanted to kill him.
This left Aotian with no good feelings towards him...
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