Even in broad daylight, the beam of light that shot out from Ning Mountain was as dazzling as the stars, extremely eye-catching, and its speed was incredibly fast.
Spurt!
The moment the roar sounded, a finger on the blood-colored ghost claw of Du Xueshou suddenly swelled, and with a hook, it slashed at the neck of a Longevity Sect Guardian Elder.
What was even more eerie was that in the face of this blood-colored finger, the Protective Spirit Force of the Longevity Sect Guardian Elder, at the Peak of the Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm, was as fragile as paper, instantly torn apart. The head and fresh blood within the neck soared into the sky.
"Damn Yang Zhengxi has arrived!"
Almost the instant the head flew into the air, Du Xueshou let out a shriek, paid no heed to the other remaining Guardian Elder, who had lost one leg and one arm and was bloody and fuzzy all over, and dove into the distant crowd like a swallow returning to its nest, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Du Xueshou’s escape was rapid, but Ye Zhen’s movements were even faster!
With a flash of enormous Spirit Wings behind him, Ye Zhen’s figure disappeared from the spot. In the next instant, he was already on the back of the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten.
Wind and clouds converged, and the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten dashed away like an arrow released from its bow, speeding off into the distance.
Almost four or five breaths after Ye Zhen had charged off on the Cloud Winged Tiger King, a mighty figure appeared amidst the beam of light, towering over Martial City. His Spirit Pressure, immense like a sea, was unleashed unreservedly, causing all the Soul Sea Realm Martial Artists within Martial City to feel somewhat breathless.
As for the Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists, they directly squatted or half-knelt on the ground, their faces flushed red, unable to straighten their waists.
However, the terrifying Spirit Pressure emanating from Yang Zhengxi, Helm Master of the Longevity Sect Xining Branch, lasted for less than half a breath before it stirred up like a hurricane-hit sea, creating a surge of giant waves and violently fluctuating.
The utter shock everyone felt from Ye Zhen’s one-sword kill of Miao Jinfeng was instantly replaced by Yang Zhengxi’s terrifying Spirit Pressure.
The people who were just gasping for air had their mouths distorted in an instant!
"Zhu Wei, Old Wei, Han Su, Jiao Yi...."
"Old Miao?!"
Looking at the rolling severed heads everywhere, the moment Yang Zhengxi saw the head of Deputy Branch Master Miao Jinfeng, his forehead suddenly turned blood-red with fury. He bellowed and plunged toward the ground.
In that plunge, despite being a Second Stage of the Vein Forging Realm, Yang Zhengxi’s normally steel-hard hands couldn’t help but tremble violently.
Heads!
Heads and corpses everywhere!
It’s not that he was afraid of heads. Anyone who grew into a Vein Forging Realm powerhouse would have fought their way through a corpse mountain and blood sea. How could they be afraid of severed heads?
What he feared was that each of these corpses, each head, belonged to their Longevity Sect, and they were the most elite and top-notch, the group that could sustain the normal operation of the Longevity Sect Xining Branch.
Without them, basically, the Longevity Sect Xining Branch would exist in name only!
"Xu Ji, tell me, who did this! Who did this!"
In an instant, Yang Zhengxi found the only living person among their Longevity Sect’s elite—the severely injured Xu Ji, who had lost his left leg and right arm and was a bloody mess.
Xu Ji struggled to open his mouth, trying to say something, but he couldn’t even catch his breath due to the gravity of his injuries.
Seeing this, Yang Zhengxi took out a sparkling clear pill and stuffed it into Xu Ji’s mouth, tapped Xu Ji’s acupoint, plunging him into a slumber for natural healing.
The next moment, on the verge of eruption, Yang Zhengxi, Helm Master of the Longevity Sect Xining Branch, roared at the onlooking Martial Artists in the distance: "Speak up, who did it? Hurry up, who the hell did all this!"
Yet, not a single voice responded!
When Yang Zhengxi was about to explode with anger, he noticed many of the disciples in Longevity Sect Daoist robes, all agape, wanting to say something, but unable to utter a word.
He then realized it was because the Spirit Pressure he had erupted with was too terrifying, directly suppressing these lower cultivators so much that they could not even speak.
Once the Spirit Pressure was withdrawn, the sect members present started talking all at once about what had just happened, the keen-eyed ones directly pointing towards the disappearing beam of light in the sky.
"Helm Master, that guy saw you coming and ran away...."
Yang Zhengxi turned his head sharply, looking at the beam of light that had vanished on the horizon, his gaze suddenly becoming fiercely intense.
"Killed my Longevity Sect people and wants to escape?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhengxi’s figure shot into the sky, and in a flash, he disappeared without a trace. From the sky, came Yang Zhengxi’s final instruction to the sect members.
"Send Xu Ji for treatment in the hall, guard him well! I have already called for reinforcements from the Main Sect; you all just wait for me to return!"
If the first sentence of Yang Zhengxi’s voice from the skies was merely instructing the sect members, then the second sentence carried a much deeper implication.
Of course, the implications weren’t clear to those unfamiliar with Xining Martial City!
But those old-timers who had been practicing nearby Xining Martial City for over thirty years, such as Yinn Jianzhang of Wusheng Pavilion, Zong Yuan of Purple Lightning Gang, and Yue Zhizhong of Golden Crow Tower, all changed their expressions dramatically.
"Bad luck; Ye Zhen himself had a blast with his killing, but now he’s brought disaster upon us as well! It won’t be long before the Longevity Sect’s cleansing begins!" complained Yinn Jianzhang, his expression growing tense.
As for so-called cleansing, it is a tradition of the Longevity Sect!
Once any branch of the Longevity Sect or any of their forces in a region suffer a devastating strike, just like in this case, the Main Sect will dispatch elite Martial Artists to the area, sweeping and crushing any opposing forces with overwhelming force, to assert the sect’s might.
Xining Martial City was last cleansed twenty-eight years ago, when Martial Artists from the Longevity Sect Xining Branch clashed with the Blood Hand Hall in Xining Martial City.
Four Longevity Sect Guardian Elders died in the battle!
Thus, Xining Martial City faced a bloody purge.
Within Xining Martial City, any martial artist who refused to join the Longevity Sect was slaughtered, accounting for over thirty percent. At that time, the blood truly flowed like a river.
"Could Ye Zhen really get away with it? Is that possible?
It won’t be long before that Ye Zhen will be captured alive by Yang Zhengxi! When that happens, Xining Martial City will stage yet another spectacle of flaying and soul torture!" Yue Zhizhong said.
"Hmph!"
Zong Yuan of the Purple Lightning Gang snorted coldly, "I believe it, but if you go to watch that spectacle, your life won’t be long either! As for me, I’m leaving. Not just me, but also the followers of the Gang within half a year will be far away from Xining Martial City. I definitely do not want to be picked by the Longevity Sect for their blood selection!"
In the midst of the conversation, a streak of purple light flashed by, and Zong Yuan’s figure vanished.
"Alas, the innocent fish suffer when the pond is muddled," sighed Yinn Jianzhang.
"Darn, it’s the Longevity Sect’s shameless expansion under the guise of mayhem! In this world, it’s all about real strength. I’m leaving too, and within half a year, I won’t return to Xining Martial City!"
As he spoke, Yue Zhizhong’s figure also disappeared, followed shortly by Yinn Jianzhang melting into the crowd.
For a time, within the entirety of Xining Martial City, there was a palpable sense of panic...
As soon as Ye Zhen mounted the Cloud Winged Tiger King, he commanded the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten to push its speed to the limit, intending to flee from Xining Martial City as quickly as possible.
Seeing the stream of light rising over Ning Mountain, with Ye Zhen’s Sword Heart Enlightenment sensitivity, even from a great distance, he could sense the extraordinary aura contained within that light!
Moreover, even the high-and-mighty Du Xueshou turned tail and ran.
Vein Forging Realm!
Absolutely a Vein Forging Realm powerhouse!
If faced with a peak Fifth Stage of the Soul Sea Realm powerhouse, Ye Zhen, with all his wits and trump cards at his disposal, could still possibly eke out a victory.
But against a Vein Forging Realm opponent, his chances of winning were so slim they were almost non-existent!
Although Ye Zhen had previously managed to kill enemies who were two Grand Realms higher, this wasn’t the first time.
Back then, Huaa Yan of the Tiannan Hua Family, at the Sixth Stage of Vein Forging, was also killed by Ye Zhen!
However, that was because Huaa Yan was first gravely injured by the Guardian Blood Spirit of the Blood Demon, and then slain by Ye Zhen using the Demon Spirit Cannon on the General-Level Celestial Spirit Boat.
Going head-to-head with a Vein Forging Realm expert, Ye Zhen could consider himself lucky if he could withstand three moves without dying.
Therefore, as soon as Ye Zhen suspected that a Vein Forging Realm expert might be coming to the rescue, he immediately turned tail and fled.
After having his fill of glory, next came Ye Zhen’s time to fight for his life.
However, the very second he began to flee riding the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, Ye Zhen realized that he had become a sitting duck!
As Du Xueshou fled, he tumbled into the crowd of Xining Martial City and vanished in the blink of an eye.
There was no helping it; that was the advantage of being a local like Du Xueshou, who once he fled the scene, had myriad ways to hide.
But Ye Zhen was an outsider, his only choice was to escape further afield.
Fortunately for Ye Zhen, he had the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten. Otherwise, he really wouldn’t have been confident in escaping from the clutches of an enraged Vein Forging Realm powerhouse!
Moreover, compared to two years ago when he was chased by a Vein Forging Realm expert from the Tiannan Hua Family, the strength of the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten seemed to have grown somewhat.
Although its Grade remained at the Upper-grade Earth Level, its Cultivation had improved, especially in terms of speed, Ye Zhen could feel a significant difference.
Ten percent!
Compared to two years ago, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten’s speed had improved by at least ten percent.
Don’t underestimate this ten percent increase in speed; the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten previously had a top speed of seven thousand li under normal conditions. With a ten percent increase, the speed reached seven thousand seven hundred li, nearing eight thousand li per hour.
With the War Soul Blood Banner Blessing doubling its speed, the hourly rate would reach a terrifying fifteen thousand four hundred li, over a thousand li faster than the previous top speed of fourteen thousand li.
An increase of over a thousand li in speed was enough to leave pursuers far behind.
The initial top speed of fourteen thousand li of the Cloud Winged Tiger King was enough to match Gongyan, who was at the Sixth Stage of Vein Forging Realm, blow for blow. Now, with a speed nearing sixteen thousand li per hour, it definitely could evade Huaa Yan, who had deployed his Divine Power Body Technique.
Ye Zhen was confident that at this current speed of the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten, he could evade most of the Vein Forging Realm experts’ pursuit.
This was the basis of Ye Zhen’s confidence!
In just thirty breaths’ time, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten had already dashed nearly forty li away and, using its innate instincts, it gathered a boundless sea of clouds, concealing both itself and Ye Zhen within.
Ye Zhen felt he had basically escaped from Yang Zhengxi, the Helm Master of the Longevity Sect Xining Branch.
Suddenly, Ye Zhen felt an odd sensation in the Cloud Qi behind him and he whipped around to look.
At that glance, Ye Zhen’s pupils shrank sharply, and he was instantly struck with a sense of overwhelming dread!
Now, he was in trouble! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) where you can cast your recommendation votes, monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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