He originally thought that Yang Feng's strength was at most Yellow Rank, after all, the city was surrounded by worldly affairs and chaos, and there was no tranquility or abundant spiritual energy like here at the Gu Poison Sect.
"Spare...spare my life." The black-clad steward was only half a step into the Earth Rank, but compared to the Earth Rank, he was still far inferior.
"Do you think that's possible?" Yang Feng sneered, raising his hand and unleashing a blood-red wave of energy that instantly engulfed him, turning him into a pool of bright red blood.
Whoosh!
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone swallowed hard, barely daring to breathe, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Don't be afraid. So many of us just said that he probably won't kill us all," a disciple from the outer sect of the Gu Poison Sect said in a low voice.
However, the next moment, Yang Feng pointed his finger at someone, and a fiery red light instantly pierced through that person.
Flame Sword!
A longsword engulfed in flames floated in mid-air, reaping savagely.
"ah!!"
In a short time, most of the outer disciples of the Gu Poison Sect died under Yang Feng's sword.
The other deacon, dressed in black, trembled like a frightened rabbit, sitting on the ground, too afraid to move.
Two-thirds of the outer disciples of the Gu Poison Sect have perished today.
The remaining people were secretly relieved, feeling a wave of fear. Fortunately, they hadn't talked too much about the demon's mother, otherwise they would have been dead.
...Urban Super Full-Time System...
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Chapter 622 Dragon's Roar?
Three days later, in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province!
A young man, dressed in a black shirt, with flowing black hair, possessed striking and defined features. His cold eyes gleamed with an unknown light, and his muscular physique had an enviable, perfectly proportioned build.
He was like a powerful magnet, deeply attracting the attention of the women around him.
"A challenge from the number one person in Jiangnan? Heh, utterly boring." Yang Feng strolled along the luxurious and bustling streets, a cold smile playing on his lips as he murmured to himself, as if everything outside was irrelevant to him.
According to current information, the cultivation world closest to Earth is called the Nine Provinces Continent, while the small world next to Earth should be the martial arts world.
The strongest martial artist should theoretically not exceed the Dragon Transformation Realm.
Soon, he arrived in Nanxian, which was his hometown.
Before I knew it, I had arrived at the gate of my old home, where a four-story old house stood before me.
"It's been a long time since I've been back."
Yang Feng murmured to himself, and then took a step forward.
Suddenly, five tiny energies surged, seemingly heading in this direction.
Yang Feng frowned, then vanished from his spot in an instant, disappearing into the shadows.
He extended his divine sense to investigate the actions of the five people, and saw that they had all come to his home.
If they commit any wrongdoing, Yang Feng can kill them in an instant.
They are merely some Xuan-level martial artists, not worthy of being mentioned.
"Ling Xin, come back to Miao territory with me." The speaker was a thin, hunched old man with cloudy eyes. He looked at Ling Xin and said.
“Miao territory? I’m no longer a Miao person. From the day you drove me out, I never was.” Ling Xin said coldly, her eyes wary.
The old man sighed slightly and said, "This is not up to you. Your father, the sect leader, was framed by the Tang Sect and is now terminally ill. He doesn't have much time left and probably won't live more than four days."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of struggle and pain flashed in Ling Xin's eyes. In an instant, she turned her head away and said, "Whether he lives or dies is none of my business. He doesn't want me, his daughter, anymore. Why should I go back to see him?"
"You don't understand how good the sect leader is to you. Do you know how much pressure the sect leader endured for you when you ran away from your arranged marriage? And now you're doing just that, living a carefree life here, even your strength has regressed to the peak of the Yellow Rank!"
"You used to be the number one genius of the Miao Jiang Gu Poison Sect, how do you feel now that you've become like this!"
The old man became increasingly angry as he spoke.
"But I'm living a very comfortable life now. I have two children who love me. They are both working very hard. In the capital, Yanjing, one was admitted to Yanjing Normal University, and the other is about to take the college entrance examination." Ling Xin felt a warmth in her heart when she thought of Yang Feng and Yang Lianqing in Yanjing. The two of them were her life's achievement.
Yang Feng hid in the shadows, his eyes lowered, a slight ripple stirring in his heart, and his demonic nature dissipated somewhat.
Perhaps, home is a place that purifies everything.
Every month, my younger sister calls her mother, but what about me?
But they only cared about themselves, and the more time passed, the more they regretted it.
"With the sect leader dead, the Gu Poison Sect will be leaderless and in chaos. All of its businesses in the city may be divided up. If the Tang Sect takes the opportunity to attack, we may face annihilation."
The hunched old man sighed, then looked at Ling Xin with his cloudy eyes and said, "Are you just going to watch the place where you were born be destroyed?"
Ling Xin closed her eyes, her heart filled with inner turmoil.
After a long while, she opened her slightly tired eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's go back to Miao territory."
"That's great! If Ling Xinruo goes back, she will definitely be able to inherit the position of sect leader. No one will dare to gossip about it then, after all, you are the sect leader's only child."
The hunchbacked old man suddenly became somewhat excited.