Chapter 1570

This made Cao Zhengchun feel profound helplessness.

"Hah! No wonder you're the second strongest in Tiangong!"

At that moment, a mocking laugh suddenly rang out.

Immediately after, a young man in white robes stepped into the grand hall.

Between his brows radiated arrogance and dominance.

"Ximen Wudi, I advise you not to act rashly!"

"Because here, we have three experts of Emperor Realm Eighth Layer!"

"I advise you to surrender peacefully!"

As he spoke, he turned to Ximen Wudi, curling his lips into a sneer.

"What! Three experts of Emperor Realm Eighth Layer!"

Hearing his voice, Ximen Wudi's expression instantly changed.

"Oh? Only now do you realize? Too late!"

The young man sneered.

"Hmph! With you pathetic scraps, you think you can stop me? Not even close!"

Ximen Wudi sneered.

"Heh, Ximen Wudi, we're not just three experts of Emperor Realm Eighth Layer here!"

"If you're wise, surrender now—perhaps we'll spare your life."

The young man said coolly.

Upon hearing this, Ximen Wudi let out a contemptuous snort.

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

"You're truly ignorant of death!"

"Since you refuse the cup of wine and choose the cup of punishment, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Kill him! Tear Ximen Wudi into a thousand pieces!"

The next instant, the young man roared, unleashing a torrent of killing intent that engulfed Ximen Wudi.

Seeing this, Ximen Wudi's face flickered with irritation.

"Hmph, since you insist, I'll oblige you!"

As his words faded, his figure vanished instantly from where he stood.

"Boom!"

The next second, his fist slammed violently into the head of a Demon God Temple disciple.

"Aaaah!"

With a piercing, horrific scream, the disciple's head was crushed outright by Ximen Wudi's punch.

One strike, one kill—other Demon God Temple disciples turned pale with terror.

"Kill him!"

At the young man's command, the other Demon God Temple disciples rushed toward Ximen Wudi.

Yet, the moment their attacks launched, they were obliterated by Ximen Wudi's fist winds.

Before him appeared three towering men, their auras terrifying.

These three were Dongfang Long, Nangong Wuji, and Ximen Wudi's uncle, Ximen Changkong.

Ximen Changkong ranked among the top four on the Emperor List.

Nangong Wuji ranked sixth.

And these three were precisely their family's ultimate cards.

Under their combined assault, the Demon God Temple disciples could not withstand a single blow.

In the blink of an eye, the Demon God Temple disciples fell one after another under the hands of Ximen Wudi and others.

Gazing at the Demon God Temple disciples lying in pools of blood, dead beyond revival, Ximen Changkong's eyes filled with icy fury.

Ximen Wudi's face also blazed with intense hatred.

These scum dared to kill his men right under his nose!

Moreover, his fear of that boy grew even deeper.

He hadn't expected the boy's strength to be this formidable!

After all, in this world, there exist legendary figures!

His father had once forged his own glorious record.

That's why he so desperately sought the techniques and pills of such legendary figures.

But he had never had the fortune to obtain them.

Now, however, his luck had arrived.

"Ximen Wudi, we have time yet."

"Once I obtain those techniques and pills, I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"

"Hah!"

"Then I shall await you!"

Hearing Ximen Changkong's voice, Ximen Wudi threw back his head and laughed loudly.

The next moment, he prepared to leave.

Yet, at that instant, a mocking voice rang out.

"Brother Ximen, aren't you going to say thank you to me?"

That voice made Ximen Wudi's whole body shudder.

Immediately after, Ximen Wudi's face instantly darkened.

Because that voice was no stranger to him!

Wasn't the owner of that voice the young man who had fought him outside Tian Yuan City back then?

Back then, that young man had forced him into a miserable, scrambling retreat.

But he could never have imagined that the man would appear at this moment!

"What are you here for!"

Ximen Wudi stared at the young man and asked in a cold voice.

"Of course I came to save you!"

"I'd like to see where you run this time!"

"Hehe, none of your business."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind helping you take care of those three."

The young man wickedly licked his lips and said in a sinister tone.

Hearing his words, Ximen Wudi's face kept shifting unpredictably as he dodged about.

Clearly, the words spoken by the other party made him feel somewhat afraid.

"Ximen Wudi, I advise you to obediently hand over the cultivation technique."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you die right here."

The young man gave a cold laugh and said.

"Don't even think about it! I will absolutely never give you the cultivation technique and the pills!"

"Besides, even if you got the cultivation technique and the pills, so what? Your cultivation has been stuck at the peak of the fifth rank of Wu Zong for a long time now!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you have no way to break through this bottleneck."

"Even if I gave you the technique, you still couldn't break through, because the true yuan in your body simply cannot withstand the invasion of these medicinal properties, and can only end up as dregs."

"So just obediently kneel down and kowtow three times to me!"

"Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Hearing Ximen Wudi's words, a savage look appeared on the young man's face as he said.

"Haha, you want me to submit? Then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

"You're asking for death!"