Chapter 451: I'm Going to Beat You All

Boom—!

A deafening crash that seemed capable of tearing the heavens erupted, rolling thunder roared like ten thousand war drums beating together, shaking everything around.

The sky above the island instantly turned jet‑black, violet‑golden electric serpents surged wildly through the clouds, emitting a hair‑tingling "zzzz" sound.

Everyone's complexion changed abruptly, their nerves snapping taut.

"How… could this be?!" someone shouted, their voice trembling with unmistakable fear and disbelief.

In the next instant, countless bolts of lightning rained down toward them!

Faster than anyone could imagine!

They hurriedly circulated their inner spiritual energy, brandishing artifacts and talismans, or joining forces to lay defensive formations, trying to fend off the cataclysm.

But the power of these lightning attacks was overwhelmingly strong!

The artifact's glow dimmed, the talismans turned to ash in an instant, and even the jointly‑cast defensive array crumbled like paper under the raging thunder, its pieces shattering inch by inch. Lightning easily pierced their defenses, slashing them mercilessly.

"Aaah…"

Harrowing screams rose and fell.

Those struck by lightning were blackened all over, hair standing on end, their clothes instantly turning to ash; a fierce numbness made even a single finger movement nearly impossible, and a bone‑deep agony seemed ready to tear their souls apart.

"This is… a Pseudo Saint Tier Formation!" Xiao Ming said, his pupils narrowing slightly as his complexion grew grave.

Just as he gathered spiritual energy to break the formation, a sword blade infused with terrifying sword qi swooped toward him.

Xiao Ming's heart startled, and he quickly raised his palm to block.

Boom!

A blasting sound rang out, the massive impact flinging all the men in black clothing away!

Xiao Ming's arm went numb from the shock, his qi and blood surged, and the sword qi he emitted sliced his exposed skin.

He looked up and saw a pink‑haired, white‑clad youth standing in the nearby lightning, holding a long sword; his face was indistinct, but his eyes glowed with a fierce killing light.

Xiao Ming was shocked—Xue Jin had already broken through to the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm!

How old is he!

Xiao Ming had cultivated for over two hundred years before reaching the mid‑Void Refinement Realm.

Xiao Ming's gaze was clouded and unreadable.

At that moment—

The girl's voice rang out, striking the ground.

"Kneel before me!"

Xiao Ming looked up and saw everyone kneeling toward Yuan Yao, repeatedly kowtowing and chanting, "I am guilty!"

"I am guilty!"

"You…," Xiao Ming's heart was struck hard; he looked at the high‑ponytail girl, disbelief filling his eyes.

This Yuan Yao not only masters formation arts but also puppetry!

Such power…

Is truly terrifying!

At the same time, Xiao Lingchao was stunned into a wooden‑stiff state, his mouth unable to close.

Yuan Yao seemed to notice Xiao Ming's gaze, then turned to him, a slight smile curling her lips, gripping a Phantom Spirit Sword; she moved and surged toward Xiao Ming.

"Eldest Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!"

She shouted, then together with the two of them rushed to assault Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming's complexion shifted slightly as a divine sword materialized in his hand, raising it to meet their three slashes.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The three, all from the same sect, used similar sword techniques, yet each delivered a different force.

The more Xiao Ming fought them, the more his heart raced.

Xiao Ming couldn't understand why his cooperation with the Xiahou family had been exposed?!

His face turned extremely grim; before he could enact his plan, Yuan Yao's group had already found him.

He could only change tactics, defending Yuan Yao's three while repeatedly looking toward Xiao Lingchao and saying, "A Chao, Grandfather was forced to cooperate because the Xiahou family caught him with leverage, so he's innocent too!"

"Grandfather, you just tried to kill me!" Xiao Lingchao finally emerged from his shocked state; hearing Xiao Ming's words, his heart filled with grief and fury, and he gritted his teeth, saying.

"How can I believe you?"

"A Chao, Grandfather didn't intend to kill you; they wanted to kill you."

"But they answer to you!"

"No, they answer to the Xiahou family! Grandfather knows he was wrong!"

Xiao Lingchao heard this and felt tangled inside, yet at that moment he was unusually clear‑minded.

Yuan Yao sneered, "Do you really know you were wrong? Then repent to everyone on Fusang Island!"

Before the words finished, she formed a seal with one hand and triggered a second formation.

A massive white formation totem instantly rose above the island, exuding an awe‑inspiring oppressive aura, bringing a mountain‑crushing pressure.

The girl raised her sword.

In an instant—

The sword formation spun, the island's spatial airflow began to contract, squeeze, then expand; countless blades descended from the sky formation, the scene utterly breathtaking.

Yuan Yao lifted her eyes, her voice cold and clear: "Second repentance technique, Ten Thousand Swords United!"

"Slash!"

Yuan Yao wielded both Phantom Spirit Swords, slashing toward Xiao Ming!

And countless blades, like meteors, merged into a single massive blade, joining Yuan Yao's Phantom Spirit Sword in the swing!

At this moment, Song Yan and Xue Jin both swung a sword!

Xiao Ming felt the almost terrifying pressure, his face instantly turned a bit panicked, and he immediately poured all his strength into a sword swing.

Boom!

A deafening blast rang out, echoing across the entire island; the island shuddered violently, and the waves along the shore splashed up explosively.

Several fissures cracked open in the island's ground!

Xiao Lingchao was also blasted a short distance by the powerful shock, and when he steadied himself and focused his eyes, he saw his maternal grandfather Xiao Ming already overturned on the ground.

His heart tightened.

He then saw Yuan Yao and the other two continue to attack toward Xiao Ming's direction.

The speed was extremely fast!

It dazzled his eyes!

At the same time, two black‑clad men who had not been targeted by Yuan Yao's mental power now appeared on the shore; when they tried to send a message to their young master Xiahou Rui, they found that their message could not get through at all…

"What's going on?!" one of the black‑clad men said, his face slightly pale.

"Try again!"

"No! Can't send it!"

The two were at a loss, and decided to take a small boat to leave the island and head for Fusang Island.

But when they boarded the small boat and prepared to sail toward Fusang Island, they discovered that ahead there was a barrier of a formation, making it impossible for their boat to pass.

The two exchanged a glance, then drew their weapons, preparing to break through the barrier.

Bang! Bang!

The two were repelled by the barrier's force, and for a moment they couldn't steady themselves; both they and their boat capsized on the shore.

…

The opposite shore of Fusang Island.

The finely featured youth clasped his hands together, looked toward a nearby squad in front of him, and let out a deep sigh, "Everyone, please lay down your slaughter knives and become Buddhas on the spot!"

"Otherwise, Master Xiao will truly have to punish you."