Chapter 59: Bloodline Bonds Broken

As Lin Yang's voice fell, the backpack in his system opened, and a stream of light shot out.

The space before him instantly rippled, and then a rift was torn open in space.

Once the space was completely torn open, Lin Yang's quasi-emperor puppet, clad in black robes, appeared in the rift.

The moment he appeared, his overwhelming aura pressed down on everyone, leaving them unable to breathe, heads bowed, not daring to take a breath.

"Who... what realm is this mysterious person in? How can he possess such a formidable aura?"

"Yeah, who is he, and why has he come?"

This scene left not only the Xiao family bewildered, but even the disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect stared at each other in confusion.

After all, the visitor before them surpassed their imagination, and they didn't know whether he was friend or foe.

However.

What no one present expected was that this mysterious expert who had flown in from the horizon went straight to Lin Yang and suddenly dropped to one knee.

"Greetings, Master!"

Upon saying that,

it immediately caused an uproar among everyone present.

Good heavens.

What have we just witnessed?

The terrifyingly aura-filled mysterious black-robed man actually knelt on the ground and addressed Lin Yang as master.

And at that moment.

They finally realized what Lin Yang had said earlier.

"Then if I produce a quasi-emperor, how will you respond, sir?"

Could it be that this black-robed man is the quasi-emperor expert Lin Yang summoned?

Thinking this, the Xiao family members couldn't stop trembling.

Xiao Potian's breathing grew even more ragged; he had thought his father stepping in would mean the Xiao family would never have fought such an easy battle in eight lifetimes.

Who would have known, Lin Yang directly summoned a quasi-emperor—how is this supposed to work? How could he possibly respond?

Even Xiao ShanHai's face stiffened slightly.

Naturally, the most shocked were the members of the Azure Cloud Sect.

"A quasi-emperor?"

"Lin Yang's subordinate?"

"What does this even have to do with anything?"

The elders of the Azure Cloud Sect were filled with disbelief; after the old sect master of the Azure Cloud Sect passed away, the sect had no quasi-emperor-level experts left.

Yet now, Lin Yang possesses one.

How could they not be shocked?

At the same time, they seemed to understand why Lin Yang had rejected the Back Sword Elder's proposal to attack the Xiao family outright and instead suggested first greeting them.

With this background, who the hell would dare to mess with the Xiao family?

Isn't it great not having fought such an easy battle in eight lifetimes?

And at that moment.

The Back Sword Elder's face "whoosh" turned red, his wrinkled visage as if smeared with a thick layer of red pigment, reddening all the way to the base of his ears.

"Not bad, kid—makes me look old-fashioned."

"Had I known you had this background, this old man would absolutely not have uttered a single complaint."

Li Mu nearby also couldn't do any better—feeling ashamed and inferior, Lin Yang's invisible blow made it hard for him to ever lift his head again.

While everyone's emotions shifted, Lin Yang paid no heed, instead carefully examining the quasi-emperor-level puppet before him.

The puppet looked stiff and lifeless, devoid of thought or perception, like a walking corpse.

But puppets are great—they have no emotions, are loyal and obedient, and fear neither death nor pain, giving them absolutely explosive combat power.

He looked at the puppet and slowly said, "You seem to like wearing black clothes; from now on I'll call you Xiao Hei."

"Yes, thank you for bestowing my name, Master," the puppet said, clasping its hands.

Lin Yang smiled again in satisfaction; this fellow was indeed obedient.

This scene had already left Li Yilan beside him stunned: "Master... Master, when did you take on such a powerful subordinate?"

Lin Yang chuckled: "I've had this subordinate for a while; no need to be so surprised."

"Master is truly amazing—such a powerful person can only be your subordinate," Li Yilan said, her face full of admiration.

The woman inside the Azure Ring, already accustomed to such sights, said unhurriedly: "Your thinking is still too conservative; if I'm not mistaken, this quasi-emperor expert should be the lowest tier of your master's subordinates."

Upon hearing that,

Li Yilan again felt reverent awe—even a quasi-emperor is just the lowest batch; how many more experts must lie behind your master?

Moreover, since even your master's subordinates are quasi-emperors, that she, his disciple, is only at Nascent Soul level—doesn't that drag him down and embarrass him?

Thinking this, she fixed her gaze on Lin Yang and said resolutely: "Master, I vow to work hard in my cultivation from now on."

As soon as she spoke, the woman in the Azure Ring froze.

Lin Yang also blinked, surprised—could this even spur that girl on?

But after all, this girl is an omnipotent cultivator who dreams of becoming the strongest under heaven; naturally, whenever she sees a powerful figure, it stirs her inner desire to cultivate.

Thus, her cultivation is something I don't need to worry too much about.

"Good, I believe you." Lin Yang gave Li Yilan a smile, then turned with a cold stare toward Xiao ShanHai and gave an order to Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Hei, rise up—spare no expense to kill him."

"Yes, Master!"

Xiaohei bowed to Lin Yang, then turned to look at Xiao Shanhai and said coldly, "You shouldn't have offended my master."

"Die!"

As his words fell, Xiaohei charged at Xiao Shanhai like an ancient feral beast awakening after its seal was broken.

He threw out only one palm.

But that palm bore the might of heaven collapsing and earth splitting.

Facing Xiaohei's attack, Xiao Shanhai didn't waste words.

He unleashed a heaven-shaking punch.

"I want to see just who will die."

Boom!

Palm and fist collided.

In a flash.

Light shone for thousands of miles.

A full-force blast at Quasi-Emperor level—even in Qingzhou, such a sight hadn't been seen in many years.

Among the crowd, some low-level unnamed disciples were directly hit by this force, instantly turning countless disciples into blood mist.

On the Xiao family side, and also the Qingyun Sect people, they stared fixedly at the two figures' clash in the air.

How did it turn out?

It will directly determine which side gains the advantage in this battle.

At this moment!

"Whoa!"

Xiao Shanhai flew backward while spitting blood profusely.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone present was first stunned.

Then.

The Qingyun Sect side let out a deafening cheer.

"Xiao Shanhai was blown backward."

"He spat blood."

"This means we won."

If Xiao Shanhai is suppressed, then with their current strength they would have the surplus and could completely take down the Xiao family in one go.

And on the Xiao family side.

"Grandfather..."

"Father..."

Seeing Xiao Shanhai fly backward and spit blood, Xiao Huo and Xiao Potian both shouted with concern.

Boom!

After the blown-backward Xiao Shanhai smashed a corner of the Xiao family hall's eaves and fell to the ground, he spat another mouthful of blood.

He looked at Xiaohei in the air; he had only just broken through to Quasi-Emperor and was no match for the person before him.

"Grandfather, are you alright?"

"Father, are you alright?"

Xiao Huo and Xiao Potian again expressed concern.

And Xiao Shanhai, after glancing at the two of them,

"Damn it!"

"You two shut up—I don't have a grandson like you, nor a son like you. There's no one you shouldn't offend, yet you insist on offending Lin Yang."

"From now on, let bridges be bridges and roads be roads; our blood ties have snapped in resentment and disappointment, so treat each other as strangers in life—familial affection ends here."

"Lin Yang, please do as you wish."

"Farewell!"

Immediately, Xiao Shanhai turned into a stream of light and departed.