Chapter 507

"Damn! Someone's snuck in! Ba, quickly focus your mind and guard your spirit—this person is an expert in spiritual attacks."

The purple-robed leader saw this world's number one tower suddenly turn into a field of slaughter and immediately grew alert.

While reminding Xiong Ba, he circulated his true essence, attempting to break through the blockade and connect with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

As long as the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power responded, he was confident he could shatter this field of slaughter wrought by spiritual force.

Xiong Ba's cultivation was also second only to the purple-robed leader.

These past days, he had been using the Replenishing Yuan Blood Hand to absorb others' essence, qi, and spirit, recovering his injuries and raising his strength.

His current cultivation had already made considerable progress.

Without the purple-robed leader's reminder, he too had noticed the strangeness of this field of slaughter.

He immediately activated "Three-Fold Returning Yuan Qi," firing it continuously at the field of slaughter.

In just ten breaths' time, he had condensed seven or eight clusters of "Three-Fold Returning Yuan Qi" and launched them.

The Three-Fold Returning Yuan Qi originated from three supreme arts: the Cloud-Dispersing Palm, the Wind God Leg, and the Frost Heaven Fist.

Each blast of Three-Fold Returning Yuan Qi could invoke the power of wind, cloud, and frost, and also draw upon the related Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

The person in the shadows clearly hadn't expected that, in such a short time apart, these two father and son—

Their strength had actually advanced quite a bit.

Caught off guard for a moment, he had his spiritual-force-wrought field of slaughter broken by the purple-robed leader and Xiong Ba joining forces.

After the field of slaughter was broken, the purple-robed leader and his companion discovered that the two of them were still inside the world's number one tower.

Only this originally grand and magnificent world's number one tower had already become a heap of ruins.

Not far away, a person in blue clothing stood quietly watching the two of them.

"Eh? You're—"

The purple-robed leader saw this person clearly, and his heart suddenly stirred—

"The man in black who saved us father and son before?"

Xiong Ba's gaze was also extremely sharp. Hearing his old man say this, he quickly sensed around and found it was indeed so—

"It really is you! Why did you save us father and son before, yet now want to kill us?"

That spiritual-force-wrought field of slaughter just now, if applied to the purple-robed leader and Xiong Ba as they were before—

Perhaps they could have escaped, but they would surely have suffered no light injuries.

Afterwards, they could only be cut up at will!

"Hehe! Different times, different circumstances!"

The newcomer was naturally none other than the chief of the Xuanhua, Xiao Aoshi.

Previously, under his leadership, the Xuanhua had been secretly opposing the Qinglong Society.

This time he had thought it through, and egged on his big brother, the "Great Demon God" Xiao Jingtian, to throw in their lot with the Qinglong Society together.

Xiao Jingtian had been cultivating in seclusion all along, rarely walking the world, and had no entanglements with the Qinglong Society.

For him to join them would naturally not be much of a problem.

But the chief knew his own affairs best; he felt that without some pledge of allegiance, some introductory gift—

It probably wouldn't be so easy to join the Qinglong Society.

It happened that Xiong Ba and the purple-robed leader had spoken rudely of the Qinglong Society before, and had even prepared to kill Senior Dugu Qiubai and Senior Dugu Jian.

If he could save them, then he could also kill them.

Carrying the two men's heads to Qinglong Summit for a trip would surely please the Great Dragon Chief and dispel his anger.

"Enough! Originally I planned to let you die without any pain."

"Now, I can only make you suffer a bit!"

"I'll take your heads and present them to the Great Dragon Chief as a gift!"

One of Xiao Aoshi's signature techniques was the incomplete art "Ten Thousand Dao Forest" inherited from Xiao Sanxiao.

This divine art focused on spiritual force.

Not only could it fuse all mutually restraining and mutually generating Wu Gong under heaven into itself.

It could also use spiritual force to gauge the enemy's thoughts.

Finally, it would shatter the enemy's psychological defenses and make them his enslaved puppets.

Xiao Aoshi's plan just now had been to strike unexpectedly and make Xiong Ba and his father his enslaved puppets.

Now it probably wouldn't work!

He was seen with countless black qi floating above both his hands.

Then, behind Xiao Aoshi, a terrifying black ghostly face slowly appeared.

"Die!"

Black Evil Fist!

This was yet another of Xiao Aoshi's signature techniques!

Wreathed in black qi, the power of Xiao Aoshi's fists seemed capable of blasting through anything with a single punch.

"Together—this person's cultivation is too terrifying."

The purple-robed leader saw at a glance the terrifying aspect of this fist, and also deployed his supreme art to meet it head-on.

Xiong Ba naturally would not abandon his old man and flee alone.

He unleashed the Cloud-Dispersing Palm, the Frost Heaven Fist, and the Wind God Leg in succession, and even brought out the Three-Fold Divine Finger!

Father and son joined forces against the chief Xiao Aoshi, and the battle began right here at the peak of the Tianxia Society.

These three were all supreme experts of the present age.

Each one was enough to become a hegemon of a region.

A casual punch or kick from them was enough to make river water flow backward and Gaoshan collapse.

The fierce battle sent sand and stones flying across Tianshan in Yunzhou.

The once-magnificent Litianxia Society was reduced to dust beneath this chaotic clash.

Miss Youruo and the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi, far away at the Lake Heart Cottage, were all somewhat dumbfounded by the situation here.

The last time Senior Dugu Qiubai and Senior Dugu Jian arrived together, though the clash was intense,

it was more a contest of realms and cultivation; the fighting between the two sides was never this fierce.

At this rate, if they kept fighting a while longer, Tianshan in Yunzhou would be shaved down a few inches.

The battle stretched from broad daylight all the way into the dark of night.

After a full two hours of fighting, Xiao Aoshi finally defeated the two with his cultivation that was a level higher.

Xiong Ba and the Purple-Robed Elder were now in tattered clothes, hair in disarray, their auras in disarray.

Clearly, they had already been injured.

Xiao Aoshi slowly descended from the sky, hands clasped behind his back, and said coldly,

"Xiong Ba, your fate has run its course; today is your day of death."

"I see you too are a hero of your generation—do it yourself! I'll leave you an intact corpse!"

Xiong Ba felt bitter inside; he had only just managed to found the Litianxia Society after so much difficulty.

He hadn't even warmed the seat of hegemony yet before Yunzhou rejoined the Nine Provinces, and his power shrank in an instant.

Now he was at the end of his rope; the cultivation of this man before him—who had once saved father and son, only to come back to kill them—was truly terrifying!

"Before you kill me, can you tell me who you really are?"

"I used to be called 'Big Boss,' but now I've gone back to my real name—Xiao Aoshi!"

Xiao Aoshi disdained to conceal his identity and stated it outright.

"So it's the 'Big Boss' himself. But by what you say, you're here to present a tribute to the Great Dragon Head."

"Yet my son and I have always lived in seclusion in Yunzhou and never went to the original Nine Provinces."

"Why must you insist on wiping us out?"

The Purple-Robed Elder, hearing him announce his own name, gave a bitter laugh inside.

"Enough, stop the nonsense—die!"

Xiao Aoshi didn't want to delay any longer. Estimating the time, Big Brother Xiao Jingtian should have already entered Azure Dragon Peak by now.

He didn't want to fall behind and arrive a step late to see the Great Dragon Head, Ximen Wudi.

"Ba'er! Go to Zhonghua Pavilion—there is still a slim chance of survival!"

At this life-or-death moment, the Purple-Robed Elder erupted his last true essence, charged at Xiao Aoshi, and left Xiong Ba with these words.

"Father!"