stjorthotic Chapter 36 Blood Fiend Sect Expelled
Chapter 36 Blood Fiend Sect Expelled
Just as Ye Tiannan thought the ancestor hadn't heard him and was about to shout again, or even break down the bronze door, a muffled, deafening roar suddenly came from inside the mountain.
"boom--!"
The entire back mountain shook violently, the helicopter on the helipad was shaken so badly it almost slid off the cliff, rubble rolled down the stone steps, and the bronze door creaked and groaned.
Immediately afterwards, a tiny crack appeared in the middle of the bronze door embedded in the mountain wall, and a terrifying aura quietly leaked out from the crack, causing the temperature of the entire back mountain to rise instantly.
The next second, a visible wave of air surged out from the crack in the door, carrying extreme heat, instantly burning the moss on the bronze door to ashes, and even the stone slabs were scorched hot.
"Bang!!"
The two bronze doors were violently pushed open by an irresistible force, slamming heavily against the mountain walls on both sides with a loud bang, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.
An old man dressed in a gray robe slowly emerged from the darkness behind the door. He was so thin that he was just skin and bones, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. He had lost all his hair, and the wrinkles on his face were like orange peel, deeply etched, making him look at least a hundred years old.
Strangely, his skin had an eerie, baby-like rosy glow, and his eyes, though cloudy, held an air of domineering majesty. With each step he took, the bluestone slab beneath his feet would silently turn into a fine powder, leaving not a trace.
Ye Tiannan knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head. His whole body trembled like a sieve, and he didn't dare to breathe. The pressure from the depths of his soul almost suffocated him—this was the strength of the Ye family patriarch, a half-step Earth Immortal, who intimidated the world!
"Thirty years." The old man's voice was hoarse, like two rusty iron pieces rubbing together, yet it carried a power that pierced the soul, echoing in the valley. "I have been in seclusion for thirty years. I'm afraid that people in this world have forgotten which way the threshold to the Divine Realm is. Even cats and dogs dare to run wild on my Ye family's head."
The Ye family patriarch walked up to Ye Tiannan, looking down at him with a gaunt, ugly smile. His tone was full of mockery and disdain: "Destroyed your command center remotely?"
"The Earth's spiritual energy is depleted, and the laws of heaven and earth are locked. Even with my cultivation as a half-step Earth Immortal, I cannot harm someone from thousands of kilometers away." The ancestor sneered, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes. "That brat only dared to be arrogant in front of me because he found some broken magic treasure in some ancient cave and borrowed the power of the formation."
In the mind of the Ye family patriarch, it was absolutely impossible for a living person on Earth to surpass the divine realm—this was an ironclad law of the universe, which no one could break. That young punk who caused a surge of spiritual energy in Jiangnan City was nothing more than a nouveau riche who had gotten rich by sheer luck, possessing a peerless magical artifact capable of drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
As long as he can seize that magic treasure, he will be able to completely break through the threshold of the Earth Immortal realm and break through the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth. At that time, even those old monsters on Kunlun Mountain will have to look after the Ye family. The entire Chinese martial arts world will be under the control of the Ye family!
"Tiannan." The old ancestor pointed his withered finger in mid-air, his tone cold but carrying an unquestionable command, "Prepare a special plane. Tonight, I will personally go to Jiangnan."
Ye Tiannan abruptly raised his head, his fear instantly replaced by ecstatic joy. He even forgot the pain in his forehead and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "With the Ancestor personally taking action, that brat is doomed even if he has three heads and six arms! This subordinate will immediately prepare the aircraft to accompany the Ancestor!"
The Ye family patriarch stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the direction of Jiangnan City. A burning greed flashed in his cloudy eyes, and his tone was cold and arrogant: "Treasures belong to the virtuous. How dare a mere child presume to dabble in the creation of heaven and earth? Tonight, I will take his dog's life, seize that magical treasure, and let the world know that the dignity of the Ye family is inviolable!"
As night deepened, a private helicopter took off again, speeding towards Jiangnan City with an aura of destruction, unaware that a catastrophe awaited them.
Jiangnan City, Yunding Mountain Villa.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove along the winding mountain road and finally came to a smooth stop in front of the black, ornate iron gate of Villa No. 1. This is the highest and largest detached villa in the entire Cloud Top Mountain Resort. Built against the mountain, it has a spacious courtyard. Standing in the courtyard, you can overlook most of the night view of Jiangnan City, which is dazzling and beautiful. The environment is so quiet and secluded that it is unbelievable.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Zhao Tiancheng immediately unbuckled his seatbelt, quickly got out of the car, and prepared to open the door for Lu Yuan and his sister, his face still showing lingering joy and awe.
"etc."
Lu Yuan, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly spoke. His voice was calm, but it carried an inexplicable chill, causing Zhao Tiancheng to freeze in place. His hand stopped on the car door handle, and he turned his head in confusion to look at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan didn't look at him, but slowly lowered the car window halfway. The night breeze from the mountaintop flowed in through the crack in the window, carrying the fresh fragrance of mountain plants, which was refreshing. But to Lu Yuan's nose, this fragrance was mixed with an extremely pungent fishy smell—it was the smell of raw iron rusting from a large amount of blood exposed to the air and rapidly oxidizing, strong and pungent, which could not escape the sense of smell of a Great Ascension Immortal Venerable.
"Brother, why aren't you getting off?" Lu Qingxue rubbed her eyes, yawned, and looked sleepy. She had almost fallen asleep in the car, and her tone was full of confusion.
Lu Yuan reached out and gently patted her head, his tone tender yet carrying an undeniable command: "Qingxue, stay in the car and lock the doors. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he rolled up the car window again, opened the car door and got out. His aura instantly turned icy cold, and the gentleness from before vanished without a trace, replaced by a suffocating killing intent.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Tiancheng quickly got out of the car. His heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up inside him. He walked quickly to the front of the villa and, by the dim light of the street lamp, saw the scene on the ground. His stomach churned violently, and he almost vomited up all the water and pills he had just drunk. His legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
Two cold corpses hung on the black, ornate iron gate—his trusted men, whom he had specially sent that afternoon to secure the villa. They were all top-level external martial arts experts, usually untouchable in Jiangnan City. But now, their necks had been slashed open by some extremely sharp weapon, the wounds smooth and clean, blood flowing down the iron gate and congealing into a dark black color, emitting a pungent, fishy smell, a horrifying sight.
"What...what happened?!" Zhao Tiancheng was so frightened that he stumbled backward, his back slamming heavily against the car door. His voice trembled, his face filled with fear and disbelief. "Who...who did this?!"
Just then, with a loud bang, the half-closed iron gate was kicked open from the inside, crashing heavily against the wall with a booming sound. Three men dressed in dark red short-sleeved shirts swaggered out of the villa's courtyard, their expressions fierce and exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
The man walking in the middle was tall and burly, shirtless, with a hideous, blood-red skull tattooed on his chest, baring his fangs and looking sinister. He held a bloodstained nine-ringed broadsword upside down in his hand, the iron rings on the back of the blade clanging and clanging with his movements, the sound grating and unpleasant. Blood dripped from the blade, splashing onto the ground and creating tiny blood droplets.
"Oh, the main character has finally arrived." The man with the knife stopped on the steps, tilting his head and looking Lu Yuan up and down with a mocking gaze. A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was extremely arrogant. "Kid, we're from the Blood Fiend Sect. Ever heard of us?"
He slammed the tip of his knife against the bluestone slab on the ground with a sharp "crack," sending sparks flying. His tone was filled with malice: "Sun Changqing is an outer elder of our Blood Fiend Sect. I heard he was brutally murdered in Jiangnan City, his head crushed?"
"We originally came here following the residual spiritual energy fluctuations to find clues and locate the bastard who killed Elder Sun. Unexpectedly, we discovered the prototype of a spirit-gathering array in this courtyard." The man patted his palm with the back of his knife, a greedy glint in his eyes as he stared intently at Lu Yuan, as if looking at a rare treasure. "Boy, be smart and hand over that treasure that can gather spiritual energy, then cripple your own hands and come back to the Blood Fiend Sect with us to kowtow and apologize to Elder Sun."
"I'm in a good mood today, so I might consider sparing your sister's life and letting her become a plaything for our Blood Fiend Sect. Otherwise..." The man paused, his eyes growing even more sinister, his tone full of threat, "I'll tear you both to pieces and feed you to the dogs, leaving you with no complete corpses!"
Before the man could finish speaking, Lu Yuan slowly lifted his foot and took a step forward. This step was very light, yet it felt as if he were stepping on everyone's hearts. The killing intent around him instantly erupted, like a volcano about to erupt, instantly lowering the temperature of the entire courtyard to freezing point, and even the night breeze seemed to freeze.
"I already made an exception once at the hospital." Lu Yuan looked at the three people on the steps, his tone as calm as a still pond, yet carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine. Every word was like an icicle piercing the heart. "I have a rule—anyone who disturbs my sister's sleep must die."
Without any unnecessary words or movements, Lu Yuan raised his right hand and suddenly clenched his fingers towards the man with the knife.
"Snap—!"
A sickeningly loud sound of bones shattering echoed throughout the courtyard, piercing and unpleasant to the ear. The Blood Fiend Sect expert, who had been so arrogant and domineering just moments before, didn't even have time to scream before his entire body was gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand. From head to toe, all his bones were crushed into powder at the same time, leaving him no room to struggle.
A limp mass of rotten flesh lay sprawled on the steps, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs splattered everywhere. The stench and stench were nauseating. The once arrogant nine-ringed broadsword clattered to the ground, covered in filth.
The remaining two Blood Fiend Sect disciples froze instantly, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg, their faces filled with terror and disbelief, their bodies trembling like leaves. They hadn't even seen how Lu Yuan had made his move; their senior brother, a mid-stage Transformation Realm cultivator, was already a pile of minced meat!
"You...you...monster! You are a monster!" One of the disciples was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. The weapon in his hand clattered to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to run away, and his eyes were full of despair.
Lu Yuan didn't give them a chance to escape, and didn't even glance at them; he simply waved his hand casually.
Two pale golden streams of true energy transformed into wind blades almost invisible to the naked eye, carrying a chilling aura, instantly slicing through the air and precisely cutting open the necks of the two disciples.
"Pfft—Pfft—"
With two soft thuds, two perfectly healthy heads shot into the air, gushing blood that stained the ground red. The headless corpses swayed twice, then collapsed heavily in the courtyard, twitched a few times, and then fell still.
The entire process took less than three seconds; all three Blood Fiend Sect experts were killed without even a chance to resist.
Lu Yuan pulled a tissue from his pocket and slowly wiped his hands, as if he had just crushed three ants, not three experts at the Transcendent Realm. His tone was calm and without any ripples: "Zhao Tiancheng."
"Yes...yes!" Zhao Tiancheng stammered, his legs as weak as noodles, his face pale and his whole body trembling. The bloody and terrifying scene he had just witnessed had terrified him so much that even breathing had become difficult.
"Clean this place up." Lu Yuan threw the crumpled paper on the ground, stepped over it, and turned to walk towards the villa gate. His tone was icy, carrying an unquestionable command. "I don't want to see a single trace of blood or any other mark in the yard within five minutes. If you don't do it right, you know the consequences."
"Yes! Yes! I will definitely do it! I will definitely do it!" Zhao Tiancheng nodded repeatedly, not daring to hesitate for a moment. He quickly took out his phone, trembling as he dialed his subordinates' number, urging them to come and clean up the scene immediately.
Lu Yuan paused, his back to him, his voice low and cold, carrying a decisive and authoritative air that echoed in the night: "Rules are forged through bloodshed. It seems that there are still too few dead people in Jiangnan City, so few that some people don't even know who they can't mess with, or what bottom line they can't cross."
A night wind blew up from the foot of the mountain, carrying the stench of blood and dust, and a chilling cold. Lu Yuan slowly walked into the villa, his back straight and aloof, yet the killing intent emanating from him remained undiminished.
He knew this was just the beginning. With the complete revival of spiritual energy, those demons and monsters hiding in the shadows, those who coveted treasures and harbored ill intentions, would swarm in like sharks smelling blood, coming one after another to his door.
But so what?
He, Lu Yuan, was a Mahayana Immortal Venerable who had roamed the cultivation world for ten thousand years, killing countless people without fear.
One comes, one is killed.
If a group comes, wipe out the entire clan.
Anyone who dares to harm his sister, anyone who dares to disturb his peace, no matter who they are or what powerful backers they have, he will settle accounts with them one by one, eradicate them completely, and show no mercy.
The patience of the Great Vehicle Immortal Venerable is always bought with human lives. The storm in the mortal realm has only just begun, and he will be the sole ruler in this storm.