Chapter 57: Make Him Kneel Again

Lin Yang, the late-stage Great Saint expert behind you has already been blocked by the Qingmu Sect Master.

Now, on the scene, I am the only Great Saint Late Stage expert left; I wonder what you have to fight me with.

In his view, Lin Yang has now reached the point where calling to heaven brings no answer and calling to earth brings no response.

And right now is the best opportunity for him to kill Lin Yang.

Kid, dare to cause trouble at my Xiao family, you shall repent.

Xiao Potian let out a cold bellow, and a towering palm print came crashing down directly onto Lin Yang.

At the same time, Xiao Huo beside him and the Medicine Elder within him were also restless.

They were also constantly ready, waiting for Lin Yang to let his guard down to deliver a fatal blow.

But Lin Yang had long seen through the petty thoughts of Xiao Huo and the Medicine Elder; facing Xiao Potian's attack, he felt no fear at all, even wearing a light, carefree smile.

He was about to make a move.

Hum!

A figure arriving on a flying sword suddenly appeared before him, and immediately unleashed a heaven-shaking sword strike.

Boom!

The palm print and the sword's aura collided.

The earth trembled.

A strong force radiated outward from the point of impact.

Xiao Potian and the sword-wielding attacker both blasted back several steps.

Such a scene left Lin Yang stunned.

Upon seeing the comer's appearance, he was startled again: 'How could it be you?'

Even Li Yilan beside him was shocked, again and again.

Because the person before him was none other than the Sword Peak Master of the Azure Cloud Sect, Li Mu.

He has long been at odds with the Heaven Dao Peak, and his relationship with his master and her has reached a freezing point.

But now, what madness possesses him to appear here?

Li Mu withdrew his gaze from Xiao Potian, glanced at Lin Yang with a somewhat complex expression, and said: 'Leave him to me; you deal with Xiao Huo and the people behind him.'

Actually, he had been nearby all along, and saw Xiao Huo survive Li Yilan's heaven-shaking sword strike; he wasn't stupid, and could immediately tell that someone stood behind Xiao Huo, and the greatest threat to Lin Yang's party on this trip was likely that person behind Xiao Huo.

So he made a move to share Lin Yang's pressure.

Seeing Lin Yang take no action, Li Mu added: 'I'm not acting to help you; I'm merely looking out for the sect.'

Of course, he said that only to preserve a shred of dignity.

Lin Yang killed the Blood Demon Sect Master with a single finger; Li Yilan, at Foundation Establishment, defeated him who was at Mid Nascent Soul.

Such examples indeed left him with no will to fight Lin Yang.

Moreover, his past opposition to Luo Wuqing and internal sect strife do not mean he doesn't care about this sect; on the contrary, he cares deeply.

All that before was merely his belief that a woman could not lead the Azure Cloud Sect forward, and he had more confidence in his own ability.

But Lin Yang's changes, and Luo Wuqing's journey to the Heaven Sword Sect to break into the Quasi-Emperor stage, made him understand many things, straightened his position, and he realized he was quite ordinary.

Li Mu's sudden appearance also caused Xiao Potian's earlier arrogant advantage to vanish instantly.

Helpless, he could only look toward Xiao Huo beside him.

"Huo'er, quickly beg the Medicine Elder for help; I'll hold off Li Mu, and Lin Yang and Li Yilan are yours and the Medicine Elder's to handle."

Xiao Huo, upon hearing that, agreed and said to the Medicine Elder: 'Medicine Elder, what should we do now?'

The Medicine Elder hesitated a few seconds, then said: 'Then we will act, trying to delay them to buy as much time as possible for your grandfather.'

"Once your grandfather leaves seclusion, he can immediately turn the tide; by then we'll be the wealthiest side, so let's give it our all."

Xiao Huo nodded and said to Xiao Potian: 'Father, the Medicine Elder agreed.'

"Hahaha, excellent! Father and son join forces, we'll slaughter them all." With the Medicine Elder's agreement, Xiao Potian believed his advantage had returned.

Immediately, he took the lead in activating his technique, gathering once more before him a palm strike even more terrifying than the previous one.

"Li Mu, I didn't expect you to stick your nose in this, but even so, you, Li Mu, can't make a wave before me."

"Die!"

A palm that blotted out the sky and earth exploded forth.

Heaven and earth changed color.

Li Mu's eyes were resolute, his sword constantly humming, and his fighting spirit erupted fully at this moment.

"Lingyun Sword Technique……"

He was about to respond to Xiao Potian's attack.

But at this moment.

Lin Yang stepped forward to Li Mu and said: 'No need; my affairs don't require your interference.'

Li Mu's expression stiffened; he stood frozen like a defeated rooster.

He had meant well by drawing his blade to help, but the other side didn't appreciate it, and his face flushed red then turned pale.

Lin Yang didn't care at all about Li Mu's expression, nor did he feel grateful or have his grudges erased just because Li Mu had intervened for him.

He wasn't that sort of saint; he dared to love and hate, and those he hated remained hated, even if he changed, they were still hated.

Moreover, the danger before him was, to him, no danger at all; he needed no support from Li Mu.

He merely extended his right hand lightly into the void.

And with that, he shattered Xiao Potian's attack as easily as snapping a twig, sending him flying backward, vomiting blood nonstop.

"Is this the power you pride yourself on? Is this the so-called scene where only you, a single Great Saint Late Stage expert, boast of being supreme?"

"I'll fight you just like this; what can you do about it?"

A strike was shattered, Xiao Potian's face turned as pale as paper.

His proud strength, before Lin Yang, was destroyed like a tofu-dregs project.

As it turned out, the fact that Lin Yang could kill the Blood Demon Sect Leader with a single finger was true; he shouldn't have any wishful thinking.

And Yao Lao, seeing this scene, no longer dared to act.

He urged, "Xiao Huo, abandon your father and flee immediately for me."

Xiao Huo's mind instantly awakened, and he readily replied, "Okay, Yao Lao, we'll flee first now."

Thus, he didn't even glance at his own old father, turning his legs to flee.

Flee?

Didn't you promise Xiao Potian to jointly deal with me?

Do you think you can escape?

Stay there for me!

Lin Yang moved his finger, and the void-formed finger pressed down toward the direction Xiao Huo was fleeing.

No, don't!

Xiao Potian deeply knew the power of that finger, and understood that if it struck down, his son would surely face near-certain death.

He wanted to rise and save Xiao Huo, but he couldn't move at all.

And Xiao Huo, feeling that heaven‑shattering finger behind him, was both afraid and startled.

Yao Lao, what should we do? I don't want to die—what should we do now?

Kneel, immediately kneel before him and beg for his mercy. Yao Lao, helpless, made a helpless decision.

At the same time, he regretted it to death; if he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have kept Li Yilan to take her blood—he should have killed her outright, and then none of this would have happened.

Now, Li Yilan has brought this killing god here; we simply can't withstand it.

Xiao Huo also had no nonsense.

With a plop.

I have knelt; please don't kill me.

The matter has come to this point; Lin Yang naturally wouldn't show mercy, and that terrifying finger pressed down on Xiao Huo at extreme speed.

No... Xiao Potian let out a miserable, shrill scream.

And at this moment.

A powerful force surged up from the Xiao family ancestral grounds, a force that shattered Lin Yang's finger, followed by a rumbling sound.

"You wretched beasts, dare to cause trouble in the Xiao family—I will grind your bones and scatter your ashes!"