Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Upholding justice in place of the heavens? Uphold your mother's justice!"

Xiao Yi cursed aloud.

His words starkly interrupted Feng Qingge's speech.

Feng Qingge's face stiffened, his air of an immortal marred in an instant, his face twisted with a ghastly expression as he roared, "Xiao Yi, you desecrated our Sword Mountain Manor's ancestral sword burial ground, killed the four great Sword Sons and Manor Lord Zhuang Bifan. And now, without any sign of remorse, you attempt to overthrow the sacred martial arts site of Tianqing Kingdom. You are truly seeking your own death!"

"Ask the old dog Jian San beside you why I destroyed the sword burial ground. As for the sacred martial arts site... Once I annihilate the Royal Martial Arts Academy, Tianqi Martial Arts Academy will naturally take its place as the new sacred site!" Xiao Yi said.

"Arrogance!"

Feng Qingge sneered, "You think you can level the Royal Martial Arts Academy? Such foolish wishful thinking!"

Jiu Ye spoke impatiently, "Feng Qingge, why bother with pointless talk? Just kill him!"

"Attack!"

With a wave of Feng Qingge's hand, nearly a hundred skilled subordinates stepped forward to engage.

Jiu Ye and Feng Qingge also rose up with their troops. Your next read awaits at empire

"Those who block my path shall die!"

Xiao Yi held a boulder weighing a hundred thousand catties in his right hand, yet his figure was agile like an ape. With each step he took, his right arm swung fiercely forward.

With every swing, the boulder cut through the air like a mobile mountain.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom...

With each fall of the huge rock, swathes of strong warriors had their lives snuffed out.

The almost hundred warriors couldn't form any sort of resistance.

Xiao Yi brutally blazed a trail of blood, the stone drenched in blood, with bits of crushed flesh and severed limbs embedded in its surface.

"Run..."

"We can't stop him; he's a madman..."

Among the crowd, Jian San's face was filled with despair as he turned to flee.

Xiao Yi had already had him in his sights, the huge rock plummeting down and smashing Elder Jian San into a pulp with a thud. Instantly, of the nearly hundred strong adversaries, only Feng Qingge and Jiu Ye remained standing. Xiao Yi, maintaining his grip on the boulder, beckoned at the two of them, "Your turn!"

Hiss!

The two exchanged a glance.

Who had ever seen someone wield a mountain as a weapon?

But they were, after all, high-ranking practitioners in the High-Layer Golden Core Realm, seasoned in countless battles, their combat prowess far beyond ordinary people.

"Jiu Ye, we must join forces, no holding back!" Feng Qingge said solemnly.

Jiu Ye nodded firmly with a grave expression, "Rest assured. As long as we kill him, his secret of how he broke through from the Physical Body Realm to the Golden Core Realm in merely one year will fall into our hands. By then, both Sword Mountain Manor and the Nine Profound Sect will surely rise to a new height!"

"Good!"

The two attacked Xiao Yi from the left and the right simultaneously.

Jiu Ye practiced the 'Nine Lives Phantom Divine Skill', which allowed him to manifest nine shadows, each possessing fifty percent of his power.

Nine figures of Jiu Ye lined up in a row, all bristling with killing intent.

Feng Qingge was the peerless sword genius.

With a flick of his fingers as if holding a sword, seven longswords unsheathed themselves from behind him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The swords wailed as they rent the sky.

The seven longswords stood side by side like seven scorching suns between heaven and earth, charging straight toward Xiao Yi.

The two's combined onslaught was dazzlingly brilliant and overwhelming.

It was relentless.

Within the crowd, as they beheld this spectacular assault, exclamations erupted, "Truly formidable veterans who have made a name for themselves over the years! Just dealing with Jiu Ye's Phantom Divine Skill is already difficult. And there's the sword prodigy from a century ago, Feng Qingge. With the two of them teaming up, Xiao Yi is in danger!"

"It's truly a heart-pounding situation! Who would have thought that even before reaching the Royal Martial Arts Academy, he'd be intercepted by such powerful opponents."

"It looks like it's not just a matter of whether he can level the Royal Martial Arts Academy; the real question is whether he can survive and reach the Royal Martial Arts Academy..."

"Master, shouldn't we intervene?" Jiang Tai asked in a deep voice, hidden within the crowd.

Gu Junhe squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly.

His gaze penetrated the crowd as he watched Xiao Yi who effortlessly lifted mountains. He couldn't help but recall how, not long ago while passing a small mountain, Xiao Yi had uprooted it entirely.

Such strength was far beyond the Golden Core Realm!

If Xiao Yi did not seem to have the aura of the Martial Dao Divine Fruit about him, Gu Junhe would have suspected that Xiao Yi had already ascended to the realm of Dao Tribulation.

"Royal Martial Arts Academy, Zhou Yuan… driving away Xiao Yi will likely be the most foolish decision of your lives!" Gu Junhe murmured to himself, "Hm... maybe the one to regret the most should be the Xiao Family of the Great Qian Dynasty? To go from the Physical Body Realm to the Tenth Layer of the Golden Core Realm in one year... Such talent makes even Xiao Tianjiaao pale in comparison. If Xiao Zhengde knew he had treated such a monstrous son as trash and given him away to the Fang Family as a son-in-law, I wonder what his expression would be like?"

Initially, the Fang Family had widely publicized their marital alliance with the Xiao Family.

This piece of news that Xiao Yi came from the Xiao Family of the Great Qian Dynasty was not a secret to Gu Junhe and the others.

It was simply because of Xiao Tianjiao that not many knew the man was actually the brother of Xiao Tianjiao.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Series of loud noises interrupted Gu Junhe's thoughts, and he sharply turned his gaze forward.

On the ground, there were two huge pits, each more than ten meters deep; amidst the swirling dust and smoke, Xiao Yi picked up the gigantic rock.

With one hand, he lifted the boulder and strode away.

Within those deep pits...

Feng Qingge and the Ninth Elder had already been reduced to two puddles of flesh.

Hisss!

The group of powerful individuals gathered behind Xiao Yi could only feel their scalps tingle; these were two Ninth Layer of the Golden Core Realm powerhouses that had been smashed into a paste after just a few moves by Xiao Yi.

"Just how strong is this Xiao Yi?"

"With such terrifying strength, he might really have a chance to flatten the Royal Martial Arts Academy!"

The opinions of the crowd began to change from initially thinking that Xiao Yi was courting death.

This is absolute power!

Passing through Vermilion Bird Avenue, more than a thousand meters from the Royal Martial Arts Academy, the grand architectural complex of the academy could vaguely be seen. In front of Xiao Yi, there appeared a youthful monk dressed in Buddhist robes with a handsome face. He sat properly in front of a short table, on which rested a bright red wooden fish.

Clack clack clack!

Each strike of the wooden fish emitted a crisp sound.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"Amitabha!"

The handsome monk slowly stood up with his hands pressed together and a kind smile, "This humble monk is Dao Yun, a Buddhist disciple from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

"He's actually a disciple from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"The Buddhist disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple are detached from worldly matters, unwilling even to be listed on the Teng Long List, always worshiping Buddha at the temple. I didn't expect him to come here!"

"It seems like there are not a few who wish for Xiao Yi's life!"

Although Dao Yun was not on the Teng Long List, his reputation was not shallow.

Merely the title of a Buddhist disciple already set him apart.

"Monk Dao Yun, are you also here to stop me?" Xiao Yi said impatiently.

He disliked those from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who had the appearance of being virtuous.

"Amitabha!"

Dao Yun smiled, "Several days ago, while worshiping Buddha, this humble monk received a vision of the Buddha in a dream. Buddha said, 'Xiao is a great demon of this world, destined to bring disaster to the living. This humble monk has come here following the Buddha's decree to take Xiao and suppress him beneath a Buddhist stupa and convert him with the Buddhist Law...'"

"I convert your mom!"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly and suddenly stomped forward.

Dao Yun's cultivation was indeed not weak, having reached the Tenth Layer of the Golden Core Realm.

Even stronger than Jiang Shanhe before his breakthrough.

He was enveloped in golden light, utilizing the Buddhist Canon's Vajra Secret, like a Vajra descending, trying to lift Xiao Yi with hands propped towards the heavens: "Amitabha, the Buddha was right, the donor really is a great demon... Let me use Buddhist Law to... fuck..."

Mid-sentence, Dao Yun's face suddenly changed.

His hands failed to overturn Xiao Yi, instead, they experienced a sharp pain as he was forcefully kicked away by Xiao Yi's foot.

What followed...

A fierce force crashed down on his chest.

Wow!

Dao Yun spat out blood violently, trampled to the ground by Xiao Yi's foot, bleeding from all orifices, his face filled with confusion: "Weren't you just at the Four Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm? How... how can you be so strong?"

"Go ask your Buddha in the Western Paradise!"

The gigantic stone in Xiao Yi's hand was about to fall.

In this moment of life and death.

"Stop!"

Dao Yun placed his hand in front of him and said with righteous indignation, "Donor Xiao, this humble monk is not afraid of death. If my death can dispel the resentment in you, I am willing to die!"

These impassioned, righteous words immediately touched many: "Worthy of a Buddhist disciple, indeed profound in Buddhist Law!"

"This is how a Buddhist prodigy should act, unlike those fake monks, with feigned benevolence and righteousness, but when it comes to their own interests, they are worse than ordinary people..."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Then go die!"

Hum!

The boulder swung, creating a fierce wind.

Dao Yun's complexion turned from green to white, and suddenly he yelled: "Donor Xiao, wait..."

"Hmm?"

Xiao Yi frowned and looked at him, "Didn't you say you would resolve my resentment with your life?"

Dao Yun took a deep breath and said seriously, "In the moment between life and death, this humble monk has broken through the Zen mystery. The Buddha told this humble monk, 'Donor Xiao is not a great demon; you are the child of destiny of this era. The Buddha commands this humble monk to support Donor Xiao with all his might.'" As he spoke, regardless of the stunned onlookers, he kneeled before Xiao Yi with a thud.

Bowing deeply to the ground, he said in a loud voice that resonated between heaven and earth: "Dao Yun greets the child of destiny, my lord!"

Watching the meticulously kneeling Dao Yun, Xiao Yi's eye corner twitched fiercely: "..."