26: Chapter 26 The Arrival of a Golden Core Elder? A Slap Across Ten Thousand Miles!

Half a month later, deep within the chaotic northern lands, in the Poison Mist Swamp.

This place was a true purgatory on earth.

Thick fog permeated the air, and poisonous insects were everywhere.

At this moment, dozens of corpses lay scattered across the ground, all wearing the attire of Lingxiao Sect Inner Sect Disciples.

Their deaths were miserable, their Storage Pouches had been completely looted, and even the Magic Treasures they wore as clothing had been stripped clean.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these Disciples from righteous sects are truly dripping with wealth."

Su Yuan crouched beside a corpse, skillfully swiping a Storage Ring hidden in the sole of a shoe, a foxtail grass dangling from his mouth, looking disgusted:

"It's a pity their brains aren't very useful. I told them an Earth Rank Magic Treasure had appeared in this swamp and told them to search separately, and they actually came one by one to deliver themselves."

These past half a month.

Shadow Pavilion had accepted a mission from Lingxiao Sect, but instead of helping to find people, they treated this batch of elite Disciples as the biggest source of experience points.

Su Yuan used the information gap to lure these Disciples, whose ambitions were as high as the sky but whose lives were as thin as paper, into the poisonous swamp, and then accidentally leaked this news to several other large Gangs in the chaotic lands.

The result was predictable.

Black eating black, dogs biting dogs.

The Lingxiao Sect Disciples were wiped out, and the other Gangs also suffered heavy losses.

As for Su Yuan's Shadow Pavilion, they followed behind to clean up the battlefield and made a massive profit.

Suddenly!

"Boom—!!"

Just as Su Yuan was preparing to lead his people to retreat, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the sky.

A terrifying Aura belonging to the Golden Core Stage descended with the crushing weight of Mount Tai!

"How bold!! How dare you scheme to kill my Lingxiao Sect Disciples!!"

The clouds exploded.

An old man in purple robes with hair standing on end stepped through the air. His spiritual power was boiling, clearly enraged to the extreme.

Lingxiao Sect's Third Elder, Zhao Kai! Late Golden Core Stage!

Behind him followed several leaders of large Gangs from the chaotic lands.

These people were gloating as they pointed at Su Yuan:

"Elder Zhao! It's him! It's this brat from Shadow Pavilion who did it!"

"We saw it with our own eyes! He was the one who lured your sect's Disciples into a death trap!"

"That's right! He even robbed your sect's Disciples of their Magic Treasures! We wanted to stop him, but we couldn't!"

These old scoundrels, in order to clear themselves of the crime of robbery, unhesitatingly pushed Su Yuan out to take the blame.

"Shadow Pavilion? Su Yuan?"

Zhao Kai's gaze was icy, locking firmly onto Su Yuan below, his killing intent almost solidifying:

"A mere Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and you dare to touch my Lingxiao Sect's people?!"

"If I don't extract your Soul and refine your spirit today, I swear I am not human!!"

Boom!

Zhao Kai raised his hand and struck with a Xuantian Great Handprint, instantly draining the Spiritual Qi within a hundred miles, transforming it into a giant palm that blotted out the sky, slapping down directly towards Su Yuan!

This palm strike was enough to crush the entire Shadow Pavilion into pulp!

The surrounding Gang leaders sneered.

It was over.

Although this kid was insidious, in the face of absolute strength, he was ultimately a dead man.

However.

Facing this certain death, Su Yuan not only didn't kneel to beg for mercy, but instead spat out the grass root in his mouth, not only unpanicked, but even had the leisure to tidy up his hairstyle.

He looked up at the terrifying palm print, the corners of his mouth curling into his signature cheeky smile:

"You need to call for backup just to fight a Foundation Establishment Stage? Can your Lingxiao Sect have any shame?"

"However... I know how to call for backup too."

Su Yuan shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Brother Feng! Save me! Someone is bullying your brother!!"

The next second.

Hum—!!

The Old Ancestor mark between Su Yuan's brows suddenly lit up, erupting with a dazzling golden light!

The space shattered.

Without any warning.

The Void Realm above Su Yuan's head was like a fragile sheet of white paper, violently torn open by an invisible hand!

A terrifying Aura, dozens of times more powerful than Zhao Wuji, surged out from that space rift!

It was a kind of... dominance that seemed to come from the ancient primordial times!

"Touch my people? Are you worthy?"

An indifferent voice crossed ten thousand miles, resounding through heaven and earth.

Immediately after.

In the eyes of everyone, terrified to the point of despair, a fair, slender, and seemingly ordinary palm reached out from the rift.

A gentle wave.

Slap!

It was just like swatting a fly.

That aggressive Xuantian Great Handprint instantly shattered into light filling the sky!

"What?!"

Zhao Kai's eyes were about to pop out.

He was at the Late Golden Core Stage!

His full-strength strike was actually swatted away like a fly?

"You... who are you?! What kind of sacred being are you?!"

Zhao Kai looked in terror at the figure in white slowly walking out of the rift.

Su Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his body wreathed in faint purple-gold Dragon Qi, a pair of double pupils looking down coldly at all living beings.

"Who am I?"

Su Feng chuckled, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Kai as if looking at a dead man.

"I am the Old Ancestor you cannot afford to provoke."

"Die!"

Su Feng didn't waste words; he raised his hand and pointed from afar.

The destructive power of the double pupils surged!

Swoosh!

A pitch-black beam of destruction instantly pierced through space, so fast that Zhao Kai didn't even have time to summon his Magic Treasure!

"Pfft—!"

The beam pierced directly through Zhao Kai's brow, and along with his Divine Soul and Golden Core, were annihilated in an instant!

Instant kill!

Su Feng casually collected Zhao Kai's Storage Ring, swept it with his Divine Sense, and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

Very good, the child's food for three days is secured.

The various Gang leaders who had been clamoring for Su Yuan to take the blame just moments ago were now so scared their legs had turned to jelly, collapsing directly into the mud, trembling all over.

A Late Golden Core Stage Elder couldn't even take one finger from this mysterious person!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

This... what kind of monster is this?!

Tearing space? Instant killing a Golden Core?

This is at least... a Half-step Nascent Soul expert!

Behind the small Shadow Pavilion, there actually stood such a heaven-defying big shot?!

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed their saliva, wanting to run, but discovered that they had already been locked on by that terrifying Aura, and they didn't even dare to move.

Su Feng withdrew his finger, his gaze sweeping indifferently over those Gang leaders.

Just a single glance made them feel as if their Soul was about to freeze.

"From now on."

Su Feng pointed at Su Yuan below, his voice not loud, but like a heavenly decree:

"In the Shadow Pavilion's area of activity, I do not wish to hear a second voice."

"Who agrees? Who opposes?"

"Agreed! We agree!!"

"Long live the Shadow Pavilion! Long live Pavilion Master Su!!"

A group of Gang bosses who usually killed without blinking were now kowtowing like pounding garlic, fearing that if they were a second late, they would be poked to death by that terrifying man in white with a single finger.

Su Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"Little Yuan, I'll leave the rest to you."

"You shouldn't need me to teach you what to do."

After saying this, Su Feng slowly disappeared and returned to Azure Cloud City.

Su Yuan understood instantly; since the Patriarch had spoken, why should he be polite now?

In the chaotic northern lands, besides the factions of those few Nascent Soul old monsters he couldn't provoke, as for the others...

Su Yuan grinned at the Gang leaders kneeling on the ground.

"Come, come, everyone, take these Medicinal Pills!"

"From now on, we are all brothers. I am the most broad-minded person, and I never hold a grudge!"

After everyone took the medicine, Su Yuan suddenly let out a strange cry and said embarrassedly.

"Sorry everyone, I just grabbed the wrong medicine. That was the Heart-Devouring Pill!"

Upon hearing the three words "Heart-Devouring Pill," everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Su Yuan suddenly put away his devil-may-care expression, his tone suddenly turning icy.

"Remember to come to me every week for the antidote; don't be late!"