Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

The Huihai Sword Master was intent on leaving, and even with all his effort, Xiao Yi couldn't catch up.

Moreover...

If really pushed to the brink, the Huihai Sword Master might fight to the death, and the outcome would still be uncertain.

To be able to sever the Huihai Sword Master's arm and seriously wound him was already an unexpected boon.

Xiao Yi's gaze shifted toward the remaining four Nirvana Realm experts, who hailed from Three Seas Mountain, Vast Righteousness Pavilion, Wendao Villa, and True Martial Hall respectively. The strongest among them had only undergone Nirvana three times.

They stared as Xiao Yi chopped off the Huihai Sword Master's arm, leaving him no option but to flee in embarrassment.

They were dumbfounded.

Xiao Yi flashed them a grin, "Now it's your turn!"

An expert from the Vast Righteousness Pavilion, dressed in scholarly robes and holding a folding fan, said with a voice as cold as still water, "Xiao Yi, your strength is indeed formidable, but you must understand that there will always be someone stronger..."

Splat!

The words were not yet finished.

A sword swept by.

This Nirvana Realm expert, having undergone Nirvana twice, couldn't even dodge a single sword strike from Xiao Yi.

His head was cleanly severed.

Decapitated.

Hiss!

The crowd inhaled sharply. Several strong figures who were about to speak shut their mouths in unison, each adopting an "it's none of my concern" attitude, eyes on their noses, noses on their mouths, and mouths on their hearts.

A cold sneer arose in Xiao Yi's heart.

No matter their cultivation level or status, most people reacted the same when faced with death.

Tap tap tap!

Xiao Yi's sword tip lightly tapped the ground as he coldly surveyed the three, "Do you three have anything to say?"

"I admit defeat!"

The Nirvana Realm expert from Wendao Villa said with a bitter smile.

His cultivation was not much different from that of the expert from Vast Righteousness Pavilion; if even the latter had his head chopped off by Xiao Yi with a single strike, the only question was whether Xiao Yi would need one sword stroke or two!

The other two exchanged glances. Despite their reluctance, they didn't dare to take action and said, "Xiao Yi, as long as you let us go, we will ensure we will not be your enemies again!"

"You've already made too many enemies, having more friends means having more paths!"

The three spoke earnestly.

As if everything they did was for Xiao Yi's own good.

Such an attitude made Xiao Yi feel disgusted.

Xiao Yi curled his lips in amusement, "Not be my enemies again? More friends? Are you worthy of being friends with me?"

"What?"

"Truly think I'm afraid of you? Even if I'm not your match, it won't be a problem for the three of us to escape together..."

The three immediately became angry out of embarrassment, facing Xiao Yi with darkened expressions.

In their view...

They had already bowed their heads to Xiao Yi, indicating they would no longer oppose him.

Xiao Yi should be grateful and in tears!

But Xiao Yi's attitude was so tough that it felt like an insult to them.

Xiao Yi's eyes were like torches, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He naturally knew what the three were thinking.

His lips slightly curled, and a trace of ice-cold ripples crossed his calm eyes as he said indifferently, "Don't say that I'm bullying the weak. I'll give you a chance to live. You run for ten breaths first, and after ten breaths, I'll start chasing. If I catch up to one, I kill one. How about that?"

"Are you trying to humiliate us?"

"Arrogant, do you think this will make us grateful to you? We absolutely cannot accept such humiliating terms..."

The three roared indignantly.

Xiao Yi toyed with the Falling Dust Sword in his hand, "Nine breaths left..."

The three, "Wait, are you starting now?"

Xiao Yi, "Eight breaths!"

The three, "..."

They exchanged a glance.

All three simultaneously soared into the sky, exerting all their strength to fly towards the distant heavens.

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths had passed.

Xiao Yi's Wind Thunder wings on his back suddenly flapped forcefully, shooting into the sky with a whoosh, as violent winds and thunder covered his whole body, transforming him into a blur of Wind Thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he had vanished into the horizon.

The Nirvana Realm expert from True Martial Hall was a bit slower, but still much faster than those at the peak of the Dharma Phase Realm. Not seeing Xiao Yi's figure in the corner of his eye, he breathed a sigh of relief, "He didn't catch up? That's great!"

However...

Before he could finish speaking,

a chilling voice came from behind him that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, making his entire body cold, "The first one!"

"Ah?"

He turned around abruptly, only to be met with a silver sword light striking his forehead. Blood spurted wildly as Xiao Yi casually waved his hand, gathering the corpse into his Storage Ring. His gaze then shifted forward, "The next one..."

A few breaths later.

Xiao Yi caught up with the Nirvana Realm powerhouse from Three Seas Mountain, ending his life with a single sword strike as well.

After collecting the body,

Xiao Yi continued his pursuit, only to find no sign of his quarry, "Running so fast?"

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi kept up the chase.

Not long after his departure, right where he had killed the second Nirvana Realm being, a figure suddenly emerged from within a mountain. This person was the Nirvana Realm expert from True Martial Hall, watching the direction of Xiao Yi's departure, he let out a long breath.

"Still too young! I merely used a small trick, and you were deceived!"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his face wore a ferocious sneer, "This child, being at the third tier of the Dharma Phase Realm, already possesses such terrifying combat power, hardly inferior to Xiao Tianjiao. We must convey the news here to Yang Kun and the others as soon as possible, to have them prepare and do everything in their power to kill this child as quickly as they can!"

Just as he was about to take to the skies, his body suddenly stiffened.

In front of him, Xiao Yi, carrying the Falling Dust Sword with an amused look on his face, slowly walked over, speaking in a voice that was both sarcastic and mocking, "I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see Yang Kun again!"

"Xiao, Xiao Yi? How, how did you know I was here?" The man was dripping with cold sweat, looking absolutely horror-stricken, staring at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

Xiao Yi curled his lip, "You ran too slow, I watched you hide in this mountain with my own eyes."

"..."

Thump!

The formidable Nirvana Realm master knelt on the ground, his face filled with a plea, "Xiao Yi, Headmaster Xiao... spare me this time! I swear I will never be your enemy again; I can persuade our Hall Master to support His Highness Yang Ling instead, just don't kill me..."

"Begging for mercy now, it's already too late!"

Xiao Yi advanced emotionlessly toward him.

Thump, thump, thump!

His head hit the ground repeatedly as he begged for mercy. Crawling towards Xiao Yi while kowtowing, and when only two meters away from Xiao Yi, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a venomous look, "Go to hell!"

As he opened his mouth.

Whoosh!

A black gleam shot through the air.

It was a black poisoned needle, aiming straight for Xiao Yi's face. With a crisp ping sound, Xiao Yi's head snapped back sharply, his body froze motionless. A look of wild joy flashed across the man's face, "Haha, at such a short distance, not even those in the Nine Nirvana Realm could possibly dodge. You are dead for certain!"

"Dodge? Why would I dodge?"

Xiao Yi slowly lowered his head, the poisoned needle landing right between his eyebrows.

His brows furrowed into the character for "river."

It was the furrowed brow that clenched the poisoned needle firmly, preventing it from advancing any further!

Hiss!

The True Martial Hall expert's eyes bulged, stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

His deadly secret weapon was caught by a mere furrow of the brow?

"Back to you!"

Xiao Yi flicked his head, the black poisoned needle piercing the man's head. His face instantly turned pitch black.

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi casually tossed the bodies of the other two aside, scouring over them. Aside from finding several billions in Silver Tael, there were many treasures and Spiritual Medicines and more.

"If I could refine all these Spiritual Medicines, I should be able to break through to the fourth tier of the Dharma Phase Realm... The Huihai Sword Master will certainly relay my information to Yang Kun and the others upon his return, they will be vigilant, likely setting up a trap to ensnare me, or even sending experts to hunt me down."

After tallying his spoils, Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed into slits, "Returning to the imperial capital now is out of the question. It seems I have no choice but to head north, gathering as many medicinal herbs and treasures as possible to elevate my cultivation. If I can reach the peak of the Dharma Phase Realm, then even if a Nine Nirvana Realm powerhouse comes after me, I can ensure they don't return alive!"