Chapter 382

Seeing the appearance of the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association members, the Xianggang cultivators gave a disdainful smile.

With such nerve, you were just shouting at them a moment ago?

It seems the so-called Jinling Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association is nothing but a bunch of rats.

No wonder the Ke Clan would forsake the near and seek the far, going to Xianggang to find them.

Thinking this, they glanced at Ke Jiulan.

Perhaps they could get more benefits from Ke Jiulan.

After all, the people of the Jinling Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association cannot be relied upon; we can only look to them.

At this moment, Ke Jiulan stared at Lin Yang.

"Not bad, kid, you actually dare to come delivering yourself!"

"Do you know? I invited an expert from Xianggang!"

"Expert?"

Lin Yang smiled slightly and looked at the six Xianggang cultivators.

"You mean them?"

"Just a bunch of worthless chickens and dogs."

Among the Xianggang cultivators, Wen Lan, the mainstay, straightened his back and looked at Lin Yang.

"Kid, do you know who you're talking to!"

"We Xianggang cultivators are not something some idiots can compare to."

Saying that, he also glanced at the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association members.

Seeing his gaze, the association members also laughed in anger.

They all looked toward Wen Lan, shrugged, and said.

"If you can, go up."

Wen Lan let out a cold snort and said.

"It's just a young person; if I go up, I go up!"

He flipped his wrist, took out a compass from his waist, and pointed it at Lin Yang.

"Lin Yang, right? I'm giving you a chance now!"

"Kneel before Elder Ke Jiulan, kowtow and admit your mistake!"

"Otherwise, I will personally activate the barrier and trap you to death within the Formation (Array)."

Compared to the Jinling cultivators, the Xianggang side pays more attention to the layout of barriers and formations!

In the way of feng shui, their attainment is also far superior to that of the Jinling cultivators.

Hearing Wen Lan's words, Lin Yang laughed and nodded, saying.

"If you want to make a move, do it now."

"Don't keep me waiting too long."

Upon hearing that, Wen Lan let out a cold snort and said.

"Since you're seeking death, don't blame me!"

After saying that, he made a hand seal with one hand and placed the other hand on the compass.

The entire compass suddenly began to rotate.

From the compass, a beam of light suddenly shot out, heading straight for Lin Yang.

At this moment, an invisible Formation (Array) appeared around Lin Yang.

Ordinary people, if not careful, can easily lose themselves in the Formation (Array) and then go insane.

Wen Lan retreated to Ke Jiulan's side, saying with a proud face.

"Elder, rest assured, this is the secret technique transmitted to me by my master, Xu Daoist!"

"Besides the old lady herself coming, no one can break it."

Hearing Wen Lan's words, they looked at Lin Yang standing motionless in place.

Ke Jiulan nodded satisfactorily and said.

"As expected of Xu Daoist's top disciple, you're incredibly strong!"

"The money my Ke Clan spent wasn't wasted!"

"As long as I personally see him dead, the five hundred million I promised you will be paid in full, not a single cent less."

Wen Lan nodded satisfactorily and said.

"Just watch, this kid won't live long!"

He had just finished speaking when Lin Yang opened his mouth and said.

"You're merely projecting the Formation (Array) hidden in the compass."

"Do you think it works on me?"

He took a step forward, and the compass in Wen Lan's hand let out a huge roar.

Wen Lan immediately grabbed the compass steady, looking at Lin Yang with a shocked expression.

"This is a Formation (Array) personally set up by my teacher, and you can actually break it?"

Lin Yang laughed and said.

"Isn't it quite simple?"

"Do you also understand Fu Xi's Eight Trigrams diagram?"

"I don't."

Hearing Lin Yang say that, Wen Lan became even more puzzled.

You don't understand, how can you break it?

Because, this formation is too weak.

In his hand, a long sword appeared at some point.

Seeing the long sword in Lin Yang's hand, Wen Lan's eyelid twitched.

You... what do you want to do!

Give me your compass, and I can spare your life; otherwise, I will kill you.

Don't even think about it, this compass was given to me by my teacher!

Lin Yang shook his head and said.

Then I can only kill you!

As soon as his words fell, Lin Yang took a step forward and stood before Wen Lan.

Wen Lan's eyes widened instantly, looking at Lin Yang in disbelief.

Then, his head fell to the ground.

The remaining Xianggang cultivators, seeing this, were all frightened and shivered.

They didn't even see clearly how Lin Yang made his move.

At this moment, Lin Yang held the compass in his hand and said with a chuckle.

Not bad, this thing is not ordinary.

Saying that, he looked toward the other Xianggang cultivators.

You guys, do you have anything like this?

The rest hurriedly shook their heads and said.

This is a treasure given to Wen Lan by Daoist Xu; we don't have one.

Daoist Xu?

Seeing Lin Yang's puzzled look, someone said.

He is one of the four great cultivators of Xianggang, with countless disciples under him.

From high-ranking officials to those who lurk in the shadows, all have his disciples.

Lin Yang, hearing this, gave a light chuckle and said.

Then he truly teaches without discrimination.

Saying that, he put the compass away and glanced at the remaining Xianggang cultivators.

You all, is there anyone else who wants to make a move? I'll give him a chance.

Everyone's heads shook like a rattle drum.

Wen Lan, holding Daoist Xu's compass, was killed on the spot; they still hadn't seen clearly how Lin Yang moved.

Now, even if you gave them ten guts, they still wouldn't dare to act.

The remaining five people silently retreated to stand by the wall.

That appearance was exactly like the previous members of the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association.

The members of the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association, seeing this, gave a disdainful cold laugh.

Before, weren't they acting all high and mighty? Now they're no different from us few.

What Xianggang cultivators? They're just a bunch of opportunists.

Ke Julan watched all this, cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

This is a ruthless person who even dares to cripple his own elder brother; saying he'll kill me, he surely dares to.

I must not threaten him!

He looked at Lin Yang, forced a smile, and said.

Mr. Lin, do you like things like this compass?

I can have someone look for one for you...

Lin Yang looked at him, gave a slight smile, and said.

Then there's no need to trouble you.

You'd better just go on your way.

Seeing Lin Yang raise his sword, Ke Julan could no longer hold back.

He directly knelt on the ground, continuously begging for mercy.

Please, spare me!

Looking at Ke Julan begging for mercy, Lin Yang asked.

The Spring Rite, will your Ke Clan participate?

Yes, but given that the elder brother was injured this year, it's likely the fourth brother will go.

I've answered you; shouldn't you let me go?

Lin Yang looked at Ke Julan, who had a smile on his face, and also smiled.

Sorry, I will absolutely not let any member of the Ke Clan go.

Having said that, he beheaded him with a single sword.

The blood‑stained head rolled on the ground, making everyone's faces twitch.

He really is a decisive killer!

Lin Yang looked at the members of the Xuánmén (Mysterious Gate) Association and the remaining five Xianggang cultivators, revealing a gentle smile.

You should eat and drink; I have other matters, I'll leave first.

After Lin Yang left, the two groups finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, now there are two corpses in the private room—how could they eat.