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161: Chapter 161 Arrival in the Capital! This debt will be settled with interest!

Above the clouds for ten thousand miles, the cold wind howled.

A hundred-meter-long Frost Dragon shuttled through the white clouds at extreme speed, like a bolt of lightning cutting through the sky.

The Capital, the heart of Huaxia, was as busy and bustling as ever today.

No one noticed that in the firmament above their heads, a true dragon from myths and legends was passing by.

On the dragon's back, Su Yang stretched lazily and comfortably.

Beside him, Mary had already thrown down the poker cards in her hand, shouting that she had won.

Reba puffed out her cheeks in frustration, clearly having lost quite a lot.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, stared at the modern metropolis beneath her feet with a face full of shock.

“Is this place the current Mortal Realm?” Lin Lang’s vermilion lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief. “High-rise buildings rising from the ground, iron carriages running everywhere—can Mortals actually create such miracles?”

“Times have changed.” Su Yang chuckled. “Although cultivators possess great power, the wisdom of Mortals is not to be underestimated either. However, we aren't here for sightseeing today.”

The dragon circled once above the Second Ring Road, then transformed into a streak of white mist, diving straight toward a certain ancient and spacious courtyard house.

This courtyard house featured blue bricks and green tiles, exuding a heavy sense of history.

However, in Su Yang's eyes, an extremely dense black Qi swirled above the entire residence, like a patch of ink that wouldn't dissolve, cold and evil.

“What heavy Evil Yin Qi.”

Chu Ling stood in mid-air, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

As a Flying Zombie, she was most sensitive to Death Qi.

Beneath this residence, it felt as if countless aggrieved Souls were buried, letting out silent wails.

Su Yang activated his Eye of Investigation, his golden gaze seemingly seeing through to the depths of the ground.

He snorted coldly, tapped his toes lightly, and led the four stunning beauties to land steadily in front of the Wang residence's vermilion main gate.

Little White Strip transformed back into an ice-crystal bracelet, coiling around his wrist while muttering about wanting to eat big lobsters.

“The Feng Shui layout here is called ‘Yin Gathering Dragon Swallower.’ It is an extremely sinister Formation meant to sever a lineage.”

Su Yang pointed at the architectural layout ahead, his tone icy.

“Since the Wang Family's ancestors were Tomb Raiders, they naturally know how to use the resentment of the dead to nourish the Luck of the living.”

“They have suppressed all the fierce corpses and evil spirits excavated over generations beneath the residence to stimulate the Family's wealth and power.”

Hearing this, the ashen color in Chu Ling's eyes deepened.

After dying and turning into a zombie, what she hated most were these sinister people who toyed with corpses and Souls.

The gates of the Wang residence were tightly shut, with two tall white marble lions standing prominently at the entrance.

Strangely, the eyes of these two stone lions had been dotted blood-red with cinnabar, exuding a terrifying and fierce light.

Two faint streams of Evil Qi spewed from the stone lions' mouths. If an ordinary person approached, they would suffer a serious illness at best, or die on the spot at worst.

Four bodyguards in suits stood before the gate, each burly with bulges at their waists, clearly carrying real weapons.

When they saw a man and four women suddenly descend from the sky, their expressions changed drastically.

“Halt! Who dares to trespass into the restricted grounds of the Wang residence!”

The lead bodyguard captain immediately drew a handgun, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Su Yang's forehead.

His finger was on the trigger, a fierce light in his eyes, as if he would fire immediately if Su Yang took another step forward.

Facing thermal weapons, Su Yang didn't even give them a proper look.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at Mary beside him.

“Boss, leave it to me. I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time.”

A cruel curve curled at the corners of Mary's mouth, and her figure instantly turned into a blood-colored afterimage.

In the next second, the four bodyguards only felt a blur before their eyes as a fragrant wind swept past.

Immediately afterward, the firearms in their hands were sliced into a pile of scrap metal as if they were tofu.

Before they could cry out in surprise, an irresistible force slammed into their chests.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Four dull thuds sounded simultaneously. The four bodyguards flew back in unison, smashing heavily against the vermilion gates with a deafening boom.

Even the copper studs on the gate were dented inward. The four men spat out blood on the spot and fell unconscious.

“Open the doors for the guests.”

Su Yang stepped onto the stairs, raised his right foot, and kicked the heavy solid wood gate with force.

With a thunderous crash, the three-meter-high Wang residence gate, weighing thousands of catties, shattered into pieces, wood chips flying everywhere.

Su Yang had his hands in his pockets, crossing the threshold as if taking a leisurely stroll. Behind him followed four peerless women, their full presence on display, instantly alarming everyone inside the residence.

In the courtyard, dozens of elite Wang Family guards holding sharp blades surged out like a tide, surrounding Su Yang's group of five.

These guards were different from the bodyguards outside; they all had fluctuations of spiritual power, clearly being death-soldier cultivators raised by the Wang Family from a young age.

The leader was none other than the Wang Family head, Wang Gang.

He wore a black Tang suit and held a longsword flickering with cold light.

Wang Gang’s face was livid. He stared intently at the excessively young man before him and said through gritted teeth, “You are Su Yang? To dare barge into my Wang Family alone—you truly don't know the meaning of death!”

“Correction, I'm not alone; I brought my Family.” Su Yang glanced at the surrounding guards who were ready for battle and laughed. “What? Is this how Boss Wang welcomes a debt collector?”

From behind the crowd, Wang Kai, whose body was covered in bandages, poked his head out.

The moment he saw Su Yang, he trembled all over, pointing at Su Yang and screaming, “Dad! It's him! It's that calamity! The ones next to him are all female devils too!”

Hearing the words 'female devil,' Reba stomped her foot in anger. “Hey, watch your mouth! Who are you calling a female devil! This lady is a law-abiding citizen!”

Lin Lang also raised her elegant brows slightly.

She, the dignified Yaochi Holy Maiden, pure and noble, was actually being called a devil by a mere Mortal ant. It was simply absurd.

If not for Su Yang being here, she would have long ago decapitated the opponent with a single strike of Sword Qi.

“Shut up!” Wang Gang scolded his son, then turned to Su Yang with murderous intent in his eyes. “Kid, I don't care what wicked methods you used, since you've stepped into the gates of my Wang Family today, don't even think about leaving alive!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Gang suddenly pulled a black Formation Flag from his robe and waved it forcefully.

In an instant, a violent wind rose in the courtyard, and the sky darkened immediately.

The originally clear sky seemed to be covered by a giant black cloth, and the temperature in the surroundings plummeted.

The blue bricks on the ground cracked inch by inch, and an extremely frigid black mist erupted from underground.

“Everyone, get back!” Wang Gang roared.

The surrounding Wang Family guards felt as if they had been granted amnesty, using their movement techniques to retreat, fearing they might touch even a sliver of the black mist.

This was the Family's protective Formation, its power terrifying and unparalleled.

Even a mere scratch would lead to the Evil Yin Qi corroding one's bones, turning them into a pool of pus and blood.

The black mist churned and condensed in mid-air, quickly transforming into nine hideous black dragon phantoms.

The nine black dragons circled and intersected, forming a massive black cage that firmly trapped Su Yang and his companions in the center of the Formation.

The dragons opened their bloody maws and let out deafening roars, as a foul-smelling Yin wind blew against them.

“Jie jie jie... Ignorant child, did you really think this old man's Nine Dragon Yin-Locking Formation was just for show?”

A sinister voice drifted out from the back hall.

Following that, the Wang Family Old Ancestor, Wang Zhongjiu, leaning on a dragon-head cane and supported by two beautiful maids, slowly appeared like a ghost.

Wang Zhongjiu was as withered as dry wood, his eye sockets sunken, looking like a walking mummy.

However, the Aura radiating from him was extremely terrifying, having reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Stage Peak, even faintly touching the threshold of the Nascent Soul Stage.

With every step he took, the blue bricks beneath his feet turned into black powder.

It was evident how horrifyingly dense the Evil Yin Qi inside his body had become.

“Old Ancestor is mighty!” Seeing this, Wang Kai immediately gained confidence, shouting crazily from behind the crowd, “Su Yang, you're dead! My Wang Family's Nine Dragon Yin-Locking Formation is an ancient remnant Formation, with ninety-nine Ironclad Corpses buried underground as Formation eyes. Today, you shall be refined into a pool of bloody water!”

Once the Formation was fully activated, the temperature inside dropped below absolute zero.

The violent Evil Yin Qi acted like countless sharp steel knives, crazily slicing everything within the Formation.

However, Su Yang, standing at the center of the Formation, didn't even frown.

He took a deep breath of the surrounding Qi and even smacked his lips, as if tasting some low-quality food.

Su Yang pulled his hands out of his pockets and brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes, his tone filled with heavy mockery.

“I thought you Wang Family people were holding back some ultimate move, but after all that effort, you just brought out this low-quality second-hand Formation? The stench of corpses in the black Qi can barely be hidden; aren't you disgusted? Using ninety-nine of the lowest-grade Ironclad Corpses as Formation eyes? Did you start your business as junk collectors?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Zhongjiu's bark-like old face twitched.

The Nine Dragon Yin-Locking Formation was the protective Formation he had spent his life's blood to set up, collecting countless rare Materials and fierce corpses.

In this boy's mouth, it had actually become second-hand junk?

“Arrogant brat! Facing death and yet you still dare to boast!”

Wang Zhongjiu laughed out of extreme anger, and the dragon-head cane in his hand slammed onto the ground.

Boom!

The entire Wang Family courtyard shook violently.

Hair-raising roars came from underground, as if countless evil ghosts were trying to break through the cages of Hell.

The nine black dragon phantoms instantly doubled in size, bloodthirsty red light flickering in their dragon eyes. They opened their maws and dove toward Su Yang's group of five with an Aura that could destroy everything.

Facing this world-destroying attack, Reba instinctively closed her eyes.

Mary and Chu Ling each released powerful Auras, preparing to fight.

“All of you step back, no need for you to act,” Su Yang instructed indifferently.

He didn't bring out any Magic Treasure, nor did he use any fancy Spells.

He just stood quietly in place, slowly raising his right hand with his palm upward, making a very casual lifting motion.

A flower of pure golden flame quietly bloomed in his palm.

Initially, the flame was only the size of a soybean, but the moment it appeared, the Evil Yin Qi that was cold enough to freeze the Soul began to melt away frantically with a piercing sound, like snow meeting a scorching sun.

Su Yang looked up, a god-like majesty flickering in his golden eyes.

He watched the nine diving black dragons, a cold arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

“Since you like playing dirty, today I'll let you see what the true Pure Yang True Fire is.”

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