95: kill!!!

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu did not act immediately, but waited for them to delve deeper.

As the Great Yan Dynasty's team stepped into the middle section of the valley, they suddenly saw a figure slowly emerge from ahead.

Xiao Ruobai held the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, its tip dragging on the valley rocks, creating tiny sparks.

His expression was stern, and dark golden battle patterns flickered around his body, like a lurking Vicious Beast brewing a fatal strike.

"Hm?"

The Great Yan's Third Prince, who was leading the group, paused, the hem of his brocade robe brushing against the Spiritual Plants at his feet, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

"Where did this Loose Cultivator come from, daring to block this Prince's path? If you know what's good for you, scram quickly, lest this Prince makes a move and takes your wretched life."

The four Cave Heaven Realm elders behind him also turned their heads, their gazes sweeping over Xiao Ruobai with their usual arrogance.

In their eyes, this was merely a Loose Cultivator who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, perhaps trying to extort some Spiritual Plants, and could be easily dismissed.

Xiao Ruobai slowly raised his head, his hanging hair lifted by the battle Qi, revealing a pair of eyes burning with crimson killing intent.

That gaze swept over the brocade robes of the imperial family members and the 'Yan' totem on the elders' chests, like an ice-tempered blade, making everyone's skin tighten.

He tightened his grip on the halberd shaft, and the imperial patterns on the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd suddenly lit up, a pale golden halo spreading through the Spiritual mist, actually causing the surrounding Spiritual Qi to stagnate slightly.

"I've been waiting for you."

His voice was not loud, but it was like an extremely cold ice pick piercing into people's hearts, making the Third Prince shiver subconsciously.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you."

A Purple Mansion Realm Cultivator in the front ranks of the Great Yan Dynasty's team rushed towards Xiao Ruobai, wanting to quickly end the life of the person before him.

Seeing this person actually taking the initiative to attack him, Xiao Ruobai stomped his foot violently, and dark golden battle Qi surged along the halberd tip; he shot towards the opponent like an arrow released from a bowstring, so fast that he only left an afterimage.

The Purple Mansion Realm expert sneered and threw a punch, Spiritual power condensing into a light red fist glow, intending to blast away this young man who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

But as soon as the fist glow touched the battle glow of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, it instantly melted like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

The next second, the halberd tip had pierced through his chest, and dark golden battle Qi exploded within his body.

Flesh, bones, and Spiritual power shattered in the strong light; before he could even let out a scream, he turned into a sky full of blood mist, splattering the surrounding Spiritual Plants dark red.

Xiao Ruobai raised his hand to wipe away the blood beads splattered on his cheek, the killing intent in his eyes growing even stronger, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd pointed diagonally at the ground, and the blood beads dripping from the halberd tip hit the bluestone slab, making a "tap, tap" sound, as if counting down to the demise of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"You, who exactly are you?!"

The Third Prince's face was as pale as paper, and he accidentally missed his footing when he took half a step back, almost falling to the ground.

"The one who will kill you."

"Kill him!"

The Third Prince shrieked as he retreated, hiding behind the elders, "He's only one person! If we join forces, we can kill him!"

One Cave Heaven Realm elder took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and condensed Spiritual power into a shield in his palm.

"Young man, this is a Secret Realm, and everyone's cultivation is suppressed to the Purple Mansion Realm! Even if your talent is high, you might not be able to defeat the four of us! If you know what's good for you, retreat, otherwise..."

"Kill!!!"

Xiao Ruobai only uttered one word, and his figure moved again.

This time, he charged directly at the elder who had spoken, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd drawing an arc, a ten-foot-long battle glow cleaving out like a new moon, accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore through the air.

The elder hastily raised his shield to block, but as soon as the shield touched the battle glow, it was instantly split in half, and the battle glow, with undiminished momentum, slammed heavily into the elder's chest.

The crisp sound of bones breaking clearly spread, the elder spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and flew backward, crashing into the rock wall; when he slid to the ground, he was already barely clinging to life.

Xiao Ruobai slowly stepped forward, placing a foot on the elder's chest, dark golden battle Qi surging in through his foot, completely crushing the elder's remaining Spiritual power.

"Too weak."

He looked down at the elder, his tone full of mockery.

"I only used thirty percent of my Purple Mansion Realm Early Stage strength, and you couldn't even withstand it. Is this what the experts of the Great Yan Dynasty are like?"

As his voice fell, he raised the halberd tip and fiercely stabbed it into the elder's glabella; blood splattered, and the elder completely lost his breath.

The remaining three Cave Heaven Realm elders and a dozen imperial family members were already scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Looking at Xiao Ruobai's figure, like the God of Death, they retreated repeatedly, their backs hitting the cold rock wall, almost losing the strength to even escape.

"Go! Quickly take the Prince away!"

One elder reacted, suddenly grabbing the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince beside him, turning and running out of the valley, pushing his Spiritual power to the limit, only wanting to escape this nightmare-like place as quickly as possible.

But just as they ran two steps, a clear, cold voice suddenly sounded behind them, accompanied by the soft clang of a sword being drawn.

"Go back!"

Fang Hanyu had appeared behind them at some point, the Primordial Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Chaos Sword Qi flowing along the sword body, his gaze sweeping over the two elders without a trace of warmth.

Before his words finished, Fang Hanyu flicked his wrist, and the Primordial Sword drew a stream of light, slashing towards the Cave Heaven Realm elders.

The few of them only felt a huge force, their bodies uncontrollably flying backward, and the Third Prince and Fourth Prince in their hands also fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Xiao Ruobai held the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, and Fang Hanyu held the Primordial Sword; the two stood opposite each other, one in front and one behind the Great Yan Dynasty's team.

Step by step, they walked towards the trembling people of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Spiritual mist swirled around them, dark golden battle Qi and azure golden Sword Qi intertwined, forming a suffocating aura.

Only the trembling sounds of the Third Prince and others remained in the valley, along with the echo of the two's footsteps on the bluestone slab.

That sound was like a death knell, striking everyone's hearts, announcing that this blood-soaked revenge had only just begun.

"You, who exactly are you?!"

Among the remaining Cave Heaven Realm elders, Yan Xuli, who was slightly hunched, spoke with a trembling voice, his hand gripping his weapon constantly shaking.

He looked at the unyielding killing intent in Xiao Ruobai's eyes, only feeling that beneath this dark, rough, unfamiliar face, there was a pressure that made his Soul tremble.

Xiao Ruobai stopped, the tip of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd lightly touching the ground; as sparks flew, he stared at Yan Xuli, his voice as cold as ice.

"Yan Xuli, I remember you."

"You, how do you know my name?!"

Yan Xuli's body stiffened, his pupils constricted, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

He carefully examined Xiao Ruobai's face—rough skin, a square jaw—clearly the appearance of a Loose Cultivator he had never seen before, yet the way the other party spoke his name was like reciting the name of an enemy etched into his very bones.

"Back then, when you hunted my father and me, I engraved each of your appearances, names, and even your sword-wielding postures into my heart, remembering them day and night, just waiting for today's reckoning."

"You, you are Xiao Zhan's son? Xiao Ruobai?!"

Yan Xuli was struck by lightning, staggering backward, bumping into the imperial family members behind him.

He looked at Xiao Ruobai's face, then violently shook his head, his tone filled with incredulous madness.

"Impossible! Xiao Zhan's son was only a teenager back then, how could he have such cultivation? And your appearance..."

"You have too many questions. Go ask the King of Hell."

Before his voice fell, Xiao Ruobai's figure had already shot out like a ghost.

Yan Xuli hastily turned to defend, but under the battle glow of the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, he was like a fragile piece of paper, shattering into dust with a "crack."

The halberd tip pierced directly into Yan Xuli's heart, and dark golden battle Qi exploded within his body; the elder didn't even let out a scream before turning into a sky full of blood mist, splattering onto the trembling imperial family members behind him.

"Spare me! Young Master Xiao, please spare me!"

The remaining Cave Heaven Realm elders and a dozen imperial family members completely collapsed, falling to their knees, kowtowing for mercy, their foreheads hitting the bluestone slab, not daring to stop even as blood seeped out.

Xiao Ruobai held the blood-stained Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd, his gaze sweeping over these kneeling people begging for mercy, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Every inch of the Great Yan Dynasty's land is soaked with my Xiao family's blood. Today, not a single person will leave!"

The moment the battle glow descended, Fang Hanyu also moved.

The Primordial Sword drew an azure-golden sword arc, and Chaos Sword Qi spread out like a tide, enveloping all the imperial family members who tried to flee.

Screams and pleas for mercy rose and fell in the valley, but were quickly drowned out by the roar of battle Qi and Sword Qi.