Just as Xiao Yan turned his head to look in the other direction, the majestic aura emanating from deep within the Yunlan Mountain grew stronger and stronger until it reached its peak.
Amid countless focused gazes, a clear whistle suddenly shook the heavens. A white figure emerged from the depths of the Yunlan Mountain, treading on air and slowly making its way towards the Yunlan Peak Square.
The figure did not have the wings of Dou Qi behind it, but simply walked through the air. Every step it took created ripples that spread out in circles, and when the ripples dissipated, the figure had already arrived a hundred meters away, looking extremely mysterious.
After a few more steps, the figure stood atop the tall stone monument in the center of the square, looking down on everyone with a domineering and contemptuous aura.
Yun Shan wore a very simple white robe that fluttered in the breeze, giving him an ethereal and elegant appearance. There was not a single wrinkle on his face, making him look like a piece of warm jade emitting a faint glow. He appeared quite approachable, but his aura was the opposite, being fiercely domineering and ferocious.
He turned his gaze towards Yun Yun below and asked calmly: "Yun'er, what major event has occurred within the sect?"
Yun Shan had recently broken through to the Dou Zong realm and was currently in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. He had told Yun Yun that she should not disturb him unless there was an extremely important matter.
Yun Yun's eyes were filled with sadness and resentment as she replied: "Master, Yanran was killed."
Yun Shan's expression froze and a deep anger emerged on his face. The aura of his Dou Zong level cultivation began to surge and roll, enveloping the entire square. Yanran was the designated successor of the Yunlan Sect, appointed by Yun Shan himself. How could something like this happen?
Yun Yun then pointed her finger angrily at Xiao Yan, as if she wanted to peel him alive.
"Master, Yanran died in his hands and she was humiliated and played with before her death. She was supposed to be the next Sect Leader of our Yunlan Sect. I ask that you make a decision!"
Yun Yun explained the situation to Yun Shan in brief detail, allowing him to understand the situation somewhat.
Yun Shan's sleeves shook as his face darkened. He spoke threateningly: "Jia Xing Tian, you all retreat now. I, Yun Shan, will act as if nothing has happened."
Just as Hai Bodong was anxious and puzzled as to why Xiao Yan had not used his fan yet, Xiao Yan seemed calm and whispered to Hai Bodong: "The Mountain River Fan just trembled a few times. Master should be on his way here."
Upon hearing these words, Hai Bodong felt relieved and his anxious feeling instantly dissipated. His expression also became more relaxed, as if he had gained some confidence.
Although Xiao Yan's voice was low, even Mu Chen, who was the weakest of the three with only Dou Wang strength, could hear the whispering just a few meters behind him. He immediately made up his mind.
Jia Xing Tian took a step forward and snorted coldly, speaking sternly: "Yun Shan, your Yunlan Sect is already in the wrong in this matter. It was agreed in advance that this was a life-and-death battle. How can you seek revenge after the fact? Is this the behavior of a thousand-year-old sect?"
"Moreover, what counts as an insult between two people in a life-and-death battle? Does it mean that this Xiao Yan can only lose and die and cannot even lay a finger on Nalan Yanran? Only then is it not an insult and not a crime? Your Yunlan Sect is really too domineering!"
Jia Xing Tian choked on his words, leaving Yun Shan extremely angry and his face looking extremely ugly. He said in a stern voice: "Jia Xing Tian, don't try to corner me. Since you are so stubborn today, what if the Jia Ma Empire changed its name!"
After Yun Shan's words, Jia Xing Tian's face turned ashen. This was the eternal pain of the Jia Ma Empire. The fact that a single entity within the country could manipulate everything was not the imperial family. Even if the Yunlan Sect wanted to, they could easily overthrow the throne. The imperial power was nothing but a gift from the Yunlan Sect, which was extremely frustrating and humiliating for the imperial family.
However, Jia Xing Tian believed that as long as they got through today, the Jia Ma Empire would no longer have to endure the existence of the Yunlan Sect.
Yun Shan looked coldly at everyone and said in a low voice: "Let's attack together and let you see what the Yunlan Sect has relied on to stand for thousands of years in the northwest of the continent!"
Yun Shan stopped speaking and his body suddenly rose into the air without any warning. The surging Dou Qi made the surrounding space slightly shake.
The two of them looked at Yun Shan's imposing manner with grave expressions. Hai Bodong and Jia Xing Tian exchanged a glance, remaining silent and allowing their respective Dou Qi to rise up.
Hai Bodong waved his palms and a surge of white icy Dou Qi gushed out, transforming into over a dozen crescent-shaped ice blades several zhangs wide. They emitted a whistling sound as they shot towards Yun Shan.
Jia Xing Tian was a peak Dou Huang and his Dou Qi was even more robust and ferocious than Hai Bodong's. With a low shout, a several zhang-sized golden battle-axe condensed in his hand, and he viciously chopped it towards Yun Shan in mid-air.
The ice blades and golden battle-axe carried a fearsome oppressive force and went straight towards Yun Shan. Along the way, they left two long marks in the void.
Seeing these two attacks, a trace of disdain appeared on Yun Shan's face. He suddenly blasted out a palm.
In an instant, a violent wind stirred up in the sky, coalescing into a gigantic green palm print spanning over a dozen zhangs. Not only did it fiercely disperse the two attacks, but it also swept towards Hai Bodong and Jia Xing Tian with an unstoppable momentum.
The two men's expressions changed and a hint of shock flashed in their eyes. They didn't expect Yun Shan's strength to surpass theirs by so much. They quickly used their Dou Qi to form ice walls and iron barriers in front of them. However, they were still smashed to pieces by the green palm print, which ruthlessly slammed them into a deep pit.
"Ten Thousand Wind Bindings!"
Yun Shan didn't even spare a glance at Hai Bodong and Jia Xing Tian in mid-air, as if he had absolute confidence in his previous attack. He took a step forward and extended his palm towards Fa Ma and Mu Chen.
Suddenly, the raging winds in the sky gathered and condensed into tangible wind ropes, surging out in an overwhelming manner. The light blue wind ropes intertwined with each other, resembling long snakes, as they shuttled through the void and rushed towards Mu Chen and Fa Ma.
Mu Chen and Fa Ma were instantly engulfed by the wind ropes, firmly bound up. Even if their Dou Qi burst out from within their bodies, they could not break free at all.
After resolving the situation with the four people in front of Xiao Yan, Yun Shan turned his cold gaze towards him and took a step forward, reappearing in front of him in an instant.
In Yun Shan's hands, a turbulent green wind vortex appeared, fiercely stirring towards Xiao Yan. Terror filled Xiao Yan's eyes and in his panic, he was about to swing his fan, but suddenly felt a lightness in his hand. A figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him.
In a flash, a young man dressed in black, holding a pale gold fan, appeared before Xiao Yan, with a slight smile on his lips as he calmly looked at him.
To Yun Shan, this smile appeared terrifying, and he couldn't help but look horrified as he tried to retreat. However, it was already too late.
Seeing Yun Shan trying to retreat, the smile on the black-robed young man's face suddenly deepened. With a light wave of his pale gold Mountain River Fan...