376: Chapter 376 Even if you don't stop them, you'll still die!

The gray-robed Elder's beard and hair bristled, his eyes bulging with rage!

"Junior! How dare you—!"

The fury in his chest was like a tidal wave.

He, Zhou Xiaotian, the Supreme Old Ancestor of the Yunyan Sect, had only recently broken through to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage and was currently in high spirits!

Because of this, the Yunyan Sect had been promoted to an eighth-grade Sect, making it a local hegemon in the northeastern region of White Rock Province. When had it ever suffered such humiliation?

Today, a man and two women had actually come knocking at his door, severely wounding an Elder right under his nose, and even wanting to kill his son, the Sect's Saint!

This was practically rubbing the entire Yunyan Sect's face into the dirt.

Zhou Xiaotian cast a subtle glance at the Elder beside him, his heart full of confidence.

The Holy Envoy of the White Rock Holy Land was right here!

Even if the man before him really was in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, he would still have to give the Yunyan Sect an explanation in front of the Holy Land's envoy.

His gaze was like lightning as it locked onto Yue Xinxi, who had the strongest aura. A terrifying Tribulation pressure crushed toward her like a landslide or a tsunami, and his voice was cold as ice:

"Was it you who made the first move just now? A mere Body Integration stage cultivator dares to act so insolently before the Yunyan Sect! Kneel!"

Zhou Xiaotian was about to act in his anger, intending to suppress this arrogant female Body Integration cultivator on the spot!

"Wait... Wait a moment!!!"

A scream filled with violent trembling suddenly rang out from beside him.

Zhou Xiaotian turned his head in shock, only to see that the Holy Envoy from the White Rock Holy Land was now pale as a ghost, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall, and his body shaking like a sieve.

Under everyone's gaze, Ji Mitai stumbled forward a few steps and bowed deeply to the black-clad man standing with his hands behind his back and a profound aura beside Yue Xinxi, his voice trembling as he said:

"White Rock Holy Land... Ji... Ji Mitai pays respects to Supreme Moonshadow!!"

Dead silence!

In front of the entire Yunyan Sect's mountain gate, a deathly silence fell! Even the sound of the wind seemed to have frozen.

Zhou Xiaotian felt as if he had been struck by five bolts of lightning; he was completely stunned.

"Holy... Holy Envoy Ji?! What... what did you say?!"

Ji Mitai didn't even dare to look up at Ling Hao:

"I did not know the Supreme was visiting in person... I have failed to welcome you properly and deserve ten thousand deaths! Please... please forgive my disrespectful crime!"

Ling Hao glanced indifferently at the shivering Ji Mitai, his tone flat and without ripples.

"Holy Envoy Ji? It's been... a long time."

These plain words sounded more terrifying to Ji Mitai's ears than the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens!

He shuddered violently and bent his waist even lower.

"I... I don't deserve to be addressed like that by the Supreme! The Supreme can... can just call me Little Tai!"

At this moment, where was any of Ji Mitai's dignity as a Holy Land envoy?

He had been able to maintain his posture back on Wan Shou Mountain because he felt he had the White Rock Holy Land behind him and that the other party might not do anything to him.

But later, outside Wan Shou Mountain, he had watched this man kill the Demon Ancestor with a single sword strike, raise the sun and moon with both hands, and annihilate ten thousand miles of the Demon Army!

That shock had gone straight to his Soul!

The Demon Ancestor was dead, the Demon Army was gone; the other party probably wouldn't care at all about a tiny Void Tempering cultivator like him, even if he had a Holy Land at his back!

Facing this god of slaughter now, his life or death depended on a single thought from the other party! If he didn't lower his posture, he wouldn't even have a chance to complain if he were killed.

"Su... Supreme Moonshadow?! A Mahayana Supreme?!"

Zhou Xiaotian's brain went "buzz" and went completely blank! That peerless god of slaughter who had killed the Demon Ancestor with one sword on Wan Shou Mountain, annihilated the Demon Army with the sun and moon, sealed the main rift, and awed both Cangwu and White Rock Provinces?!

He... he had actually come to the Yunyan Sect in person?! And... and he was standing behind that "jinx," Yue Xinxi?!

The dead silence was broken by countless sounds of gasping and the chattering of teeth.

Zhou Cuie's eyes rolled back and she slumped to the ground like a pile of mud, her whole body twitching violently. Her mind was filled with nothing but an endless, frantic echo of "It's over, it's over."

Zhou Yuanlang's face instantly turned from ashen to deathly pale. His body swayed, and he could barely remain standing.

Supreme Moonshadow! It really was Supreme Moonshadow!

Recalling his frivolous words of recruitment just now, and even using his father's talisman treasure to attack the Supreme's woman...

He felt the world spinning, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head! It was over!

Even if his father was in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, he was afraid that...

Yue Xinxi looked at Liu Mei, her gaze cold and mocking. "Shelter you from the wind and rain? Look at your Saint now—can he still shelter you?"

Liu Mei had completely broken down.

The spite, madness, and distortion on her face froze, then turned into fear and despair.

Her whole body was as cold as if she had fallen into a ten-thousand-foot ice cave; every pore was screaming!

Just now... what had she said?

That "wild man" she had belittled as not even being worth a fraction of the Saint was actually... Supreme Moonshadow?!

She had just used such vicious and vulgar words to humiliate Yue Xinxi, and even to humiliate Supreme Moonshadow himself!

"No... impossible... fake... it's all fake..."

She murmured to herself absentmindedly, her eyes vacant as if her Soul had been snatched away.

Among the watching Disciples, those who had just mocked Yue Xinxi and Ling Hao were now all pale, their bodies shaking. They wished they could dig a hole and crawl into it, their hearts filled with endless terror and regret.

And those who were quick to react immediately began to flatter them frantically, their voices fawning.

"Heavens! It's actually Supreme Moonshadow in person! No wonder... no wonder he is so handsome and has such peerless bearing!"

"I knew this Fairy had an extraordinary and refined temperament; standing with the Supreme, they are simply a match made in heaven!"

"Only someone like the Supreme is worthy of being accompanied by such a peerless beauty!"

"Forgive us, Supreme! We were blind! Forgive us, Fairy!"

The anger on Zhou Xiaotian's face vanished without a trace. He forced a smile that looked worse than crying and bowed deeply to Ling Hao, his voice clearly trembling:

"So... so it is Supreme Moonshadow! A misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! This Junior... I, Zhou Xiaotian, did not know the Supreme had arrived. I have offended you and deserve ten thousand deaths! Please... please have mercy!" Beside him, the Sect Master of the Yunyan Sect (the middle-aged man in purple-gold robes) was even more terrified; his Soul was Flying Away and Spirit Scattering as he fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly:

"Please calm your anger, Supreme! Please calm your anger! The Yunyan Sect has failed in its discipline and offended the Supreme and his lady! A capital offense! A capital offense!"

Ling Hao's gaze swept over Zhou Yuanlang.

Just that one look!

Zhou Yuanlang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to beg for mercy, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

Zhou Xiaotian's heart leaped! He was an old fox; how could he not understand the meaning of that look?

Death!

His son had to die today!

If he didn't do it himself, once the Supreme spoke, it wouldn't just be his son who died; the entire Yunyan Sect would likely be buried with him!

Even... even he would die!

Ji Mitai, who was kneeling on the ground, was about to do something, but he was stopped by a cold look from Yue Xinxi—it was the authority belonging to the lady of the house.

Zhou Xiaotian's whole body trembled. The struggle, grief, and resentment in his eyes eventually turned into a near-frenzied ruthlessness!

He turned abruptly toward Zhou Yuanlang.

"Father... Father?!" Zhou Yuanlang looked in terror at his father's terrifyingly unfamiliar eyes and took two steps back. "You... what are you going to do?!"

Zhou Xiaotian raised his right hand.

"No—!!!"

Just as Zhou Yuanlang's shrill scream left his mouth, Zhou Xiaotian had already closed his eyes and struck down with his palm.

A full-force strike from a Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator, without reservation!

Pfft!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere!

The Saint of the Yunyan Sect, Zhou Yuanlang, had his Divine Soul obliterated!

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at this scene in disbelief—a father killing his son! Right in front of everyone!

Witnessing the Saint's tragic death, Zhou Cuie let out a heart-wrenching scream, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted dead away.

Liu Mei was shaking like a sieve, her face as white as paper.

"You bitch!!!"

Zhou Xiaotian's eyes were bloodshot from the killing as he turned abruptly, his red eyes staring fixedly at Liu Mei—it was this bitch!

She must have bewitched Yuanlang; she must have sowed discord. Otherwise, how could his son have come to this?!

An old man getting a son late in life—it was like an iron tree blossoming! And just like that, he was gone!

He raised his hand, about to kill Liu Mei with a single palm strike too!

"Wait."

Yue Xinxi's indifferent voice rang out.

Zhou Xiaotian's hand froze in mid-air. He forcibly held back his angry strike and looked at Yue Xinxi with humiliation.

Yue Xinxi didn't even look at him; she just gave Liu Mei a cold sweep of her eyes.

Liu Mei had completely collapsed by now. She slumped on the ground, her whole body twitching, her mouth murmuring delusions like "impossible," "fake," and "Supreme Moonshadow," her face covered in tears and snot.

Her former pride, sarcasm, and spite were now replaced by a laughable wretchedness.

Ji Mitai's gaze swept around as he listened to everything. After understanding the situation, he casually struck out a palm toward Zhou Cuie.

Pfft!

Zhou Cuie didn't even wake up before she went to join Zhou Yuanlang.

Dead silence.

Only Liu Mei's broken murmurs and the sound of the mountain wind whistling through the blood remained.

Zhou Xiaotian retracted his palm and bowed fawningly to Yue Xinxi: "Please calm your anger, Madam. This wench..."

"Shut up," Yue Xinxi interrupted coldly.

Zhou Xiaotian immediately fell silent, his waist bending even lower.

Looking at his son's corpse, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, but he could only clench his fists tightly, his nails sinking deep into his palms. He bowed deeply to Ling Hao, his voice hoarse.

"Supreme... my wicked son... and those two wenches... they offended the Supreme's heavenly majesty and desecrated the Madam... they... they deserved to die! The Yunyan Sect... failed to teach its son and was lax in its management... we are at the Supreme's mercy!"

Every word seemed squeezed from between his teeth, filled with humiliation and the pain of losing a son, yet he didn't dare show even a hint of resentment.

Ling Hao looked at Ji Mitai and Zhou Xiaotian, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a half-smile, and he lightly clapped his hands:

"Not bad."

These two simple words sounded more terrifying to Ji Mitai and Zhou Xiaotian than any torture!

The two of them shuddered, cold sweat pouring like rain. They could only give a couple of dry laughs, their throats tight, not daring to say a single word in response.

The Yunyan Sect Master was shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind.

The overwhelming arrogance when the three of them had first arrived was now replaced by a mess on the ground and a deep-seated fear and wretchedness.

The way they handled it was indeed hard to find fault with.

But...

Ling Hao looked at Ji Mitai and the other two, his gaze deep.

Whoever blocks me dies; even if you don't block me, you die!