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"Well then, I shall not be polite."
Slap!
Zhao Yang did not even glance, swinging his hand to deliver a solid slap to Zhao Kong's face.
Thud!
Zhao Kong felt as if a great mountain had crashed down upon him, striking his face. His nose was crushed, blood gushing out like a fountain. However, he was a master at the Nascent Soul Stage and had cultivated the supreme Cultivation Method of the Zhao Clan Imperial Family; one slap was not enough to take his life.
Staggering to his feet, Zhao Kong had tears streaming down his cheeks, clearly unable to bear the pain. He was somewhat dazed, as he had not even seen how Zhao Yang had struck. In that moment of shock, he broke free from his restraints and raised his cultivation level to the Nascent Soul Stage!
"Why didn't Senior Brother Zhao Kong dodge?" someone whispered, having felt the sting of Zhao Yang's slap.
"Hmph, does Senior Brother Zhao Kong need to dodge against a country bumpkin?" another replied.
"Indeed, Senior Brother Zhao Kong is a master of body training and has practiced ancient techniques; such injuries are nothing to him," another person explained.
Slap!
Another resounding slap echoed as Zhao Kong was sent flying before he could regain his balance. Two of his teeth flew out, and his jaw dislocated.
"I..."
Slap!
Zhao Kong's mouth filled with blood as his cheeks swelled up painfully.
"Stop! Please, stop hitting me!" Zhao Kong shouted incoherently, his words slurred and unclear. Stumbling backward, he turned to flee in panic, terrified because he could not see how his opponent had attacked!
"Why do I feel like Senior Brother Zhao Kong is about to be beaten to death?" someone muttered quietly. "And look at him; it seems like he's trying to escape?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Brother Zhao Kong is a master at the Nascent Soul Stage. If he couldn't hold on, he would have retaliated long ago. The reason he's acting this way is to feign defeat and make this country bumpkin look bad later!"
"Look! Brother Zhao Kong is flying so far!"
On the other side, Zhao Yang raised his hand and slapped Zhao Kong, sending him flying like a missile straight into a White Jade Pillar.
Boom!
The White Jade Pillar collapsed, and Zhao Kong was knocked unconscious.
The onlookers exchanged glances, speechless and clearly stunned by what had just happened.
"Such audacity! To dare harm my people! In the Zhao Clan's territory, you won't escape unscathed!" A Purple-Clad Youth appeared on the scene, charging in like a storm, his fists infused with innate energy capable of shattering diamonds.
A flash of red light flickered in Zhao Yang's eyes as the Purple-Clad Youth let out a scream, falling from the sky with an expression of immense pain, rolling on the ground while clutching his head, blood streaming from his ears.
"It's Brother Zhao Qinghuai! He's ranked ninth on our Zhao Clan Imperial Family's Genius List. How could he fall without even making a move?!"
"It must be that country bumpkin who ambushed him using Evil Techniques."
Zhao Qinghuai's face turned pale with veins bulging as he glared at Zhao Yang, saying, "You practiced Evil Techniques with Divine Sense Attack. You're finished! I will ensure you have no place to die! The Zhao Clan Imperial Family is not a place where you can act recklessly!"
Bang!
Zhao Yang shifted slightly and kicked out, unleashing a sword qi that sent Zhao Qinghuai flying, crashing through countless stone platforms. This scene left many in shock; even the ninth-ranked genius of the Zhao Clan Imperial Family was kicked into oblivion by this country bumpkin. They no longer had the courage to jeer.
"Weren't we told that our Zhao Clan Imperial Family geniuses could take on hundreds and challenge those above their level? I remember both Brother Zhao Kong and Brother Zhao Qinghuai are masters at the late Nascent Soul Stage. Can they really not defeat a mere country boy from outside?"
"No, there's something strange about this youth. He dared to come alone to our Zhao Clan Imperial Family; he must have some backing. Perhaps he is related to the Yinshan Five Elders; otherwise, how could he be so formidable?"
"Related to Elder Five? How is that possible? Those connected to Elder Five would have already acknowledged their ancestry!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, and more onlookers gathered. Suddenly, Zhao Yang sensed a powerful fighting spirit emanating from the crowd. He looked up to see a boy around his age, fists clenched, with an indescribable expression in his eyes. The boy glanced at Zhao Yang and transmitted a message, "Leave quickly; this is not a place for you. I'm doing this for your own good."
After saying this, the boy turned and walked away.
Zhao Yang showed no reaction, while the higher-ups of the Zhao Clan Imperial Family began to approach. Among them was a middle-aged man in a high-collared Silver Robe, who was Zhao Jin, a key figure being cultivated by the Yinshan Five Elders.
Upon seeing the chaos at the scene, Zhao Jin shouted angrily at Zhao Yang, "How dare you! Who is this wild brat daring to cause trouble in my Zhao Clan Imperial Family? Seize him and cripple his cultivation first!"
Zhao Yang chuckled lightly and replied, "What a fine Zhao Clan Imperial Family! You make things difficult for me without reason, and now that your leadership has arrived, you want to cripple my cultivation without hesitation. This imperial family truly lives up to its name."
"To insult my Zhao Clan Imperial Family is to seek death!" Zhao Jin retorted aggressively. "Why aren't you moving yet?!"
The elders accompanying Zhao Jin exchanged glances upon hearing the command and then moved to attack Zhao Yang. They were all experts at the Dao Fruit Stage, positioned neither high nor low within the Zhao Clan Imperial Family. While they couldn't compare to those beside the Yinshan Five Elders, they didn't want to harm Zhao Yang either, knowing he was connected to the Celestial Being that had suddenly appeared in their clan.
However, Zhao Yang suddenly vanished.
Then came the horrific screams of several elders as their bones broke and tendons snapped. Zhao Yang struck fiercely without any hesitation; he had developed a complete bias against the Zhao Clan Imperial Family.
Zhao Jin let out an angry grunt and slapped toward Zhao Yang. As a master at the Great Ascension Stage, his cultivation was a hundred times greater than Zhao Yang's, allowing him to overpower Zhao Yang purely through strength and aim to crush him into the ground.
Yet, Zhao Yang charged forward and grabbed Zhao Jin, throwing him down onto the ground!
Zhao Jin was furious; caught off guard, he couldn't comprehend how a Nascent Soul Stage brat possessed such immense strength. With his overwhelming magical power, he forcefully pushed Zhao Yang away and shouted, "You force me to kill you!"
He formed a strange seal with both hands, summoning brilliant auroras that illuminated the entire courtyard as if it were broad daylight.
At that moment, Zhao Yang's preparation for a counterattack with Inch of Light came to an abrupt halt.
“Jin'er, why make such a fuss over a country bumpkin? You've even used imperial techniques; isn't that embarrassing?” an Aging Voice echoed.
Zhao Jin paused his hand seals upon hearing the question and respectfully replied, “In response to Elder Five, this person has caused trouble in our clan, injuring many of our kin. Jin'er was just about to deal with him on the spot!”
“Deal with him on the spot?!” someone behind Zhao Jin exclaimed. “You dare to touch my son? Just a flick will show you your place!”
Before Zhao Jin could react, he was sent flying by a single finger flick, faster than a bullet. He crashed through countless palace walls and jade pillars, his bones shattered completely as he lay motionless on the ground.
“Zhao Tianlang, how bold of you!” came the voice of the Yinshan Five Elders.
“A bunch of people bullying my son, and a mere Great Ascension cultivator shamelessly meddling—do you think your realm is that high?” Zhao Tianlang snorted. Ever since he learned that he was the reincarnation of a Celestial Being and inherited the immortal body from his past life, his courage had grown immensely.
“Fine, then I shall compete with you and see just how capable this Celestial Being of yours really is!” The Yinshan Five Elders were furious and flew out of the grand hall, ready to confront Zhao Tianlang.
“Elder Five, stop!” another voice called out, sounding even older. Following that, five White-Haired Elders appeared at the entrance of the grand hall. They were all masters at the Transcendence Stage Great Perfection but seemed to be waiting for someone as they parted to make way.
From behind them emerged an elderly man whose entire being resembled jade. His hair and beard were white, his pupils completely white as well. His robe billowed like ink wash painting, more vibrant than Zhao Tianlang's Spirit Energy. The old man's hair was long and floated in the air; though short in stature, his presence compelled everyone to bow in reverence.
“Greetings, Jade Celestial Ancestor! May your lifespan be equal to the heavens!” The crowd knelt in worship.
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