186: Chapter 186 The Persistent Xiong Da

A familiar voice suddenly came from his ear: "Brother Yang?"

Yang Yan's body shook as he abruptly looked up.

He saw Xiang Tian standing not far away, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Brother Yang, long time no see!"

"Brother Xiang! It's good to see you're alright!" Yang Yan was overjoyed.

"Since everyone is safe and sound, let's continue searching for the exit. It's just that this place is..."

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

Then he cried out in surprise: "Huh? We actually returned to the previous village!"

Xiang Tian's expression was calm.

He waved his hand and said, "There might not be an exit here; let's keep looking."

Having said that!

He turned and signaled the three women, including Bai Yu, to follow, taking the first step.

Once again, they began their path of exploration.

Hearing this, Yang Yan didn't dare to delay and immediately followed close behind.

...

Three days later.

Within a deep mountain valley.

A roar that shook the clouds suddenly erupted, causing stones on the cliff walls to tumble down.

"Roar—!"

A group of Cultivators dressed in black, with the words "Yinshi" printed on their hems.

They were staring solemnly at the figure ahead who looked like a mad demon, their brows tightly furrowed.

"Isn't this Xiong Da from the Heavenly Sword Sect? Why is he here, and why is he in such a strange state?" one of the Yinshi Sect Disciples whispered.

"That's right, it's him! Looking at his appearance, it seems he's lost his mind," another Disciple added.

His gaze was locked tightly on Xiong Da, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The leader of the Yinshi Sect Disciples had a ruthless look in his eyes.

He snorted coldly, "Hmph, just a madman. There are so many of us; why should we fear him alone? Everyone together, take him down!"

The Yinshi Sect Disciples looked at each other, all seeing ruthlessness in each other's eyes.

One after another, they grabbed their weapons and lunged toward Xiong Da.

Various Martial Skills also instantly condensed and crashed toward Xiong Da.

"Bang—!"

"Boom!"

The dense Martial Skills landed on Xiong Da, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But in the next second, an even more violent roar broke through the dust.

"Roar—!"

Xiong Da's figure flickered, his speed as fast as a ghost.

In less than half a breath's time, he appeared in front of a Yinshi Sect Disciple.

Before the other party could react, his large hand slammed down fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Ah—!"

The shrill scream came to an abrupt end.

That Yinshi Sect Disciple's body was actually blown apart by a single palm strike, flesh and blood flying everywhere in a gruesome scene.

"Hiss—! Not good, he's too strong!"

Seeing this, the rest of the Yinshi Sect Disciples all gasped.

The ruthlessness in their hearts was instantly replaced by fear.

Xiong Da's strength was overwhelmingly powerful.

Even if they swarmed him, it would likely be to no avail and purely futile.

"Everyone, hear my command, retreat immediately! Fast!" the leading Disciple shouted.

He was the first to turn around and sprint toward the outside of the valley.

Seeing this, the other Disciples.

How could they dare to stay? They all scattered and fled.

Wishing they had two more legs, they only sought to escape the clutches of this death god.

"Roar—!"

Xiong Da's roar echoed through the valley once more.

This time, the sound was filled with endless rage and violence.

It made the fleeing Yinshi Sect Disciples' hearts tremble.

They didn't even have the courage to look back.

"Senior Brother, what should we do? He seems to be catching up!" one Disciple asked with a sob while running wildly.

The leading Disciple gritted his teeth and roared, "What else can we do? Besides running, do we have any other choice? Run fast!"

And so.

Xiong Da was alone, chasing a group of Yinshi Sect Disciples.

In the entire valley, only the sounds of roaring, running, and desperate wailing remained.

In a hidden mountain hollow.

A Yinshi Sect Disciple ran clumsily to a giant rock and slumped down.

He panted heavily.

His face was full of the relief of having survived a disaster: "Phew, scared me to death... Luckily I ran fast, I finally managed to shake him off for now."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"How can you be so sure that you've really survived?"

"Who's there?!"

That Disciple was so scared his whole body froze, and he instantly jumped up from the giant rock.

He gripped his weapon tightly and looked around vigilantly.

"Yinshi Sect scum."

Several figures slowly walked out; it was Xiang Tian and his group.

That Yinshi Sect Disciple saw clearly who had come.

Especially when he sensed the Middle Stage Martial Emperor Aura emanating from Xiang Tian.

His tense nerves instantly relaxed.

"So it's just a Middle Stage Martial Emperor trash!" He sneered.

His gaze swept unscrupulously over the three women: Bai Yu, Xiang Liu, and Frog Fairy.

Greed instantly ignited in his eyes, "I didn't expect there to be such beautiful women? I've taken a fancy to these three!"

He raised an eyebrow, "Be sensible and hand over everything valuable on you, then give these three women to me. From now on, I'll look out for you."

"Rats of the Yinshi Sect dare to speak so arrogantly? You're looking for death!"

Before Xiang Tian could speak, Yang Yan could no longer contain the rage in his heart.

His figure moved, as fast as lightning.

Almost at the moment the Yinshi Sect Disciple finished speaking, he had already rushed in front of him.

"Bang!"

A punch was thrown, and the Yinshi Sect Disciple didn't even have time to react.

He was hit in the chest and let out a shrill scream.

His whole body was sent flying.

"You... you are..." That Disciple lay on the ground, struggling to lift his head.

When he saw Yang Yan's face clearly, his pupils suddenly constricted.

The arrogance on his face was instantly replaced by extreme fear, and he cried out in shock, "You are Yang Yan of the Tyrant Blade Sect!"

"Since you know who I am, then die in peace." Yang Yan's eyes were cold.

He had always loathed sinister and cunning Sects like the Yinshi Sect.

Moreover, the other party dared to covet Xiang Tian's people, so it was naturally impossible for him to hold back.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for the Disciple to beg for mercy, Yang Yan raised a foot.

He stepped on his head, and with a crisp crack.

That Yinshi Sect Disciple instantly lost his life.

But just then.

A burst of angry shouting suddenly came, making the mountain hollow tremble slightly: "Bold scoundrel! To dare to kill a Disciple of my Yinshi Sect, you're looking for death!"

Everyone turned to look.

A group of Yinshi Sect Disciples arrived.

They stared fiercely at Xiang Tian's group; there were at least a dozen of them.

"Oh? There's actually a group delivering themselves to my door?" A light instantly flashed in Xiang Tian's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into an arc.

There was a blood feud between his wife and the Yinshi Sect.

He wouldn't leave a single one of these people alive.

"Bai Yu, Little Fairy, do it!"

Xiang Tian shouted low, his figure moving first.

Before the Yinshi Sect Disciple in the front row could react, he slapped him hard.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the mountain hollow.

That Disciple was slapped so hard he spun three times on the spot, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his face full of bewilderment.

[Host successfully slapped a face, cultivation increased by one level, rewarded with 100,000 face-slapping points!]

Just as the System prompt finished, Xiang Tian's eyes turned ruthless, and he followed up with another palm strike.

It directly pierced through that Disciple's chest.

That Disciple's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

His body slumped down.

"Kill!"

A flash of ruthlessness appeared in the eyes of Bai Yu and Frog Fairy, and they moved simultaneously, lunging toward the Yinshi Sect Disciples.

They were exceptionally excited, showing no mercy in their attacks.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Screams, sounds of fighting, and the collision of Martial Skills intertwined.

In just a few breaths' time.

This one-sided slaughter was over.

All dozen or so Yinshi Sect Disciples lay on the ground, devoid of any breath of life.

"Boring, I only slapped one face." Xiang Tian withdrew his palm and shook his head helplessly.

He didn't feel much regret either.

Now his cultivation had already broken through to the Sixth Level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Since his cultivation was similar to these Yinshi Sect Disciples, there weren't many opportunities for him to slap faces and gain points.

But just then.

An extremely violent roar came from outside the mountain hollow once again.

A powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire mountain hollow.

"Roar—!"

"It's Xiong Da!" Yang Yan's face changed drastically.

Looking at the massive figure slowly appearing at the entrance of the mountain hollow, his pupils constricted tightly.

He hadn't forgotten.

The Disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect had once been slaughtered by Xiong Da.

That scene still left him with lingering fears.

"Huh? Xiong Da?" Xiang Tian was slightly stunned.

His gaze fell on Xiong Da, and then he reacted.

He murmured in a low voice, "Isn't this man Xiong Er's older brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Da's gaze suddenly locked onto him.

In those bloodshot, demon-like eyes, an unusual light actually flashed.

"Huh? He actually recognized my voice?" Xiang Tian was stunned again.

Xiong Da's roar erupted once more, and his figure suddenly surged.

He charged toward Xiang Tian frantically!

"Master! Be careful!" Bai Yu and Frog Fairy were pale with fright.

They hurriedly wanted to step forward to block him, but it was already too late.

"Xiang Tian!"

Not far away, Xiang Liu clenched her fists, her face pale.

But she could only watch intently, powerless to help.

"Holy crap, this Aura is way too strong!" Xiang Tian wasn't stupid; he naturally wouldn't stand there and wait for death.

A thought flashed in his mind, and he immediately performed the movement Martial Skill "Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles."

His figure quickly dodged to the side.

"Bang—!"

He had just moved several yards away when the spot where he had been standing was struck hard by Xiong Da's palm.

A deep pit was instantly smashed into the ground.

"My goodness, this guy's strength has probably reached the Saint Realm, right?" Xiang Tian looked at the bottomless pit and couldn't help but gasp.

"No, he hasn't reached the Saint Realm yet; he should be in the Half-step Saint Realm." Yang Yan slowly shook his head, his expression solemn to the extreme.

"Although his Aura is powerful, he hasn't completely broken through the shackles of the Saint Realm; he's just infinitely close."

"Half-step Saint Realm..." Xiang Tian's heart sank.

Then he looked at Yang Yan and nodded, "Brother Yang, it seems we can only join forces!"

"Alright!" Yang Yan nodded in response.

Domineering Saber Qi instantly condensed in his hand, ready to strike at any moment.

Xiang Tian then turned around.

He instructed Bai Yu and Frog Fairy: "Bai Yu, Little Fairy, the four of us will each take a position to form a surrounding formation and pin him down!"

"Yes, Master!" the two women replied in unison.

They quickly moved their figures, standing in four corners with Xiang Tian and Yang Yan.

Surrounding Xiong Da in the middle.

A thrilling battle began once again.

But although the idea was good, the reality was incredibly harsh.

No matter how Yang Yan, Bai Yu, and Frog Fairy attacked or tried to distract him.

Xiong Da's gaze was always locked on Xiang Tian, as if there were only one person in his eyes.

He disregarded everything to chase and attack Xiang Tian frantically.

He simply ignored the attacks from others, letting them land on his body without caring at all.

"Give... back... my brother's... life!"

Suddenly, a hoarse and obscure voice was painfully forced out of Xiong Da's mouth.

Every word carried a bone-chilling coldness.

"Damn, he's already lost his mind and gone mad, yet he still remembers to avenge his brother. How admirable." Xiang Tian dodged quickly while looking at the crazed Xiong Da, his eyes showing a complex expression.

He could understand Xiong Da's grief, but Xiong Da was so mad that he was determined to kill him.

He naturally wouldn't be soft-hearted either.

Letting Xiong Da go would be a lack of respect for his own life.

Even more, it would be irresponsible to those around him.

"Come on! Do you think I'm really afraid of you?" A flash of determination appeared in Xiang Tian's eyes.

He stopped dodging and gripped the Demon Blood Blade.

"Bang!"

Holding the blade with both hands, he slashed out, and domineering Saber Qi swept forth.

Meeting Xiong Da's incoming palm strike.

Xiong Da wasn't afraid at all, meeting Xiang Tian's full-strength blow with his bare hands.

"Holy shit, this Physical Body is way too tough!"

Xiang Tian's arm felt numb.

A massive force traveled up the blade, shaking him back two steps, as he silently complained in his heart.

He then shouted to Yang Yan and the other two: "The few of you, don't strike for now! Even if you do, you probably won't be able to break his defense, and it'll be a waste of effort. Just let me try and see exactly how much he's worth!"

Having said that!

Xiang Tian moved again, gripping the Demon Blood Blade and charging toward Xiong Da.

The two of them instantly became entangled in a fight, fists and blades clashing.

Powerful air currents swept the surroundings, smashing the ground into pits and hollows.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

After a few rounds, Xiang Tian gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Not only did he fail to gain any advantage, but he was also shaken by Xiong Da's powerful force until his blood surged.

"It seems I still need to level up as soon as possible," Xiang Tian thought to himself.

After these few rounds of fighting, he also had a rough understanding of his own strength.

Against a Peak Martial Emperor, he was still confident of winning.

But facing Xiong Da, who was in the Half-step Saint Realm, he didn't have the slightest chance of winning.

Even if he mastered high-grade Martial Skills, it was difficult to make up for the gap in Realms.

"Short swords, go!"

Xiang Tian shouted low, and the nine short swords hovering around him instantly moved.

Shooting toward the vital points all over Xiong Da's body.

But the expected breaking of defense did not occur.

The short swords landed on Xiong Da, only making crisp "clang clang" sounds.

Not even a white mark was left behind.

"Damn it, why is this Physical Body so sturdy?" Xiang Tian looked at the unharmed Xiong Da and shook his head helplessly.

This was the first time he had encountered an opponent with such a powerful Physical Body.

"Roar—!"

Xiong Da's roar erupted once more, his figure becoming increasingly violent, and his attacks also became more sharp.