Chapter 113: The Mysterious Stranger

“Impressive skills! Truly impressive! Are you not afraid that the ancestral elders of the Xiang family will come to settle the score with you later?”

At this moment, Xiang Zhenting calmed himself. He understood the gravity of the situation he faced—survival was no more than a slim chance.

“Afraid? How could we not be? Your Xiang family is powerful, one of the top forces in Gudao Commandery, boasting more than one ancient titleholder within your ranks. But what of it? This is the Ancient Buddha Domain of Pusa Commandery, not your Gudao Commandery.”

Yi Han let out a cold laugh. He was backed by more than just the Yi family, which gave him the confidence to confront the wrath of the Xiang family.

“Bold words! I want to know why you persist in this relentless pressure. The Xiang family practices moderation in the Ancient Buddha Domain; there should be no cause for such enmity between us.”

Xiang Zhenting’s fury nearly consumed him, yet he was no ordinary man—he did not let his anger show.

“Actually, it’s nothing much—just that your Xiang family has obtained something that doesn’t belong to you.”

The Purple-Robed Pavilion’s Sovereign of the Celestial Realm made his move, sparing Xiang Zhenting no chance. His dazzling long sword summoned the fury of heaven and earth; the sky blazed brilliantly.

This was a fatal technique, imbued with all the essence and spirit of a sovereign, unleashed in a single, explosive moment.

“Hand over the Demon-Subduing Staff. This is not something you have the right to wield.”

Yi Han’s voice was cold. At the same time, snowflakes drifted in from the horizon, their biting cold seeping into every member of the Xiang family.

Snow fell densely, immediately forming over a dozen ice sculptures. No one had expected Yi Han’s attack to be so formidable, and so silent.

“You’re courting death!”

Xiang Zhenting roared, veins bulging from his eyes.

“I don’t know what courting death means, but today, you are doomed to bleed out here.”

The Purple-Robed Pavilion Sovereign’s murderous intent surged like a tidal wave, the Milky Way seeming to hang upside down.

Yi Han’s strikes were ruthless, targeting only the younger generation of the Xiang family, for none of them were to escape death.

“Damn it! Damn it all!”

Xiang Zhenting trembled violently, his fury reaching its peak. The strength of his early-stage Celestial Realm surged forth without restraint.

He clenched his fist, ignoring the Sovereign’s attack, and turned sharply to strike at Yi Han.

“Compassion will never lead you to the summit; today you are fated to die here in blood.”

Yi Han shook his head. His aura soared; he had reached the mid-stage decline of the Celestial Realm. A massive hand blotted out the sun and sky, divine light erupted to the heavens, and murderous intent radiated in all directions.

“Bang!”

The void tore open. A great hand landed behind Xiang Zhenting—the third Celestial Realm Sovereign appeared, delivering a killing blow!

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