Checking in for 100,000 Years

Upon seeing the young man in white robes beside Jiang Hengyue suddenly step forward, Jiang Taihu was momentarily taken aback. He scrutinized the man from head to toe, then sneered and said, "And here I was expecting someone impressive. Turns out it's just a piece of trash at the True God Realm Fourth Level."

"Jiang Taihu, dare to insult my master, and I'll kill you!"

As Jiang Taihu openly disrespected his master, Jiang Hengyue became instantly enraged, drawing his sword and charging towards him.

"A firefly dares to compete with the moon?"

Jiang Taihu mocked with amusement, raising his hand and delivering a powerful slap. The slap cut through the sword light and was directed towards Jiang Hengyue's chest.

He was a cultivator at True God Realm Tier Seven. If this strike landed, Jiang Hengyue would either be seriously injured or killed on the spot.

Just then, a white figure flashed by.

Jiang Taihu felt his wrist being seized all of a sudden. His vision blurred for a moment, before gradually clearing. The young man in white robes, who was merely at True God Realm Fourth Level, had somehow positioned himself in front of Jiang Hengyue and single-handedly caught Jiang Taihu's wrist.

Jiang Taihu pulled back forcefully in an attempt to break free. However, he was shocked to discover that the youth's hand had a vice-like grip on his wrist, rendering him immobile.

Such strength.

Surprised and alarmed, Jiang Taihu drew his sword with his free hand and swung it down.

BANG!

Ye Yun raised a foot, sending Jiang Taihu flying with a well-placed kick. With precision control, Ye Yun delivered just enough force to make sure that Jiang Taihu was severely injured.

Jiang Taihu landed on the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He looked in terror at the young man in white, utterly incredulous of his formidable combat strength.

The sudden turn of events, particularly Jiang Taihu's serious injury, left everyone inside the palace in shock.

"Who exactly are you?" Jiang Qingyang looked at the young man in white, his face filled with dread.

Ye Yun remained silent.

Jiang Hengyue coldly quipped, "Didn't I tell you already? This is my master."

"Jiang Hengyue, you're a traitor for joining another Sect!" Jiang Qingyang furiously retorted.

"Get lost! You have no right to meddle here."

Enraged, Jiang Hengyue darted forward and with a single punch, knocked Jiang Qingyang down. The close-quarters fight was completely lopsided given the disparity in their respective powers. Jiang Qingyang was no match for Jiang Hengyue.

The Jiang Clan followers who had burst into the palace were agape, shocked by the dramatic turn of events.

The young man in white, whose cultivation level didn't seem high, had still easily inflicted severe injuries on Jiang Taihu—the man who was about to become Master of Star God Island. Was his combat strength really that high?

"What are you waiting for? Kill him immediately," Jiang Taihu flailed his hand and bellowed loudly.

"Quiet." Ye Yun shot Jiang Taihu a cold look, rendering him momentarily speechless.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Yun summoned Jiang Taihu's body to his proximity. He grabbed Jiang Taihu by the neck and forcefully smashed him onto the ground.

CRASH!

Jiang Taihu's body hit the ground hard, leaving a huge crater. His whole body was mangled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to move.

HISS!

He's so strong!

The middle-aged man who had previously sent a voice transmission to Jiang Hengyue took a deep, chilling breath, his eyes twitching uncontrollably. Even though the opponent was merely at True God Realm Fourth Level, his actual combat strength was overwhelming, easily crushing a cultivator at True God Realm Tier Seven.

Could he be from the Demon Clan? This possibility suddenly flashed across the middle-aged man's mind.

"Clean up these two pieces of trash," Ye Yun glanced at Jiang Hengyue, ordering indifferently. He was interested to see how Jiang Hengyue would handle the situation: would he choose to capture them or kill them decisively? According to Ye Yun's style, if he encountered such a situation, he would absolutely not be lenient and would just kill them.

"Yes, Master."

Complying with Ye Yun's command, Jiang Hengyue jumped into the crater and with a swift raise and lower of his sword, cut off Jiang Taihu's head.

A Primordial Spirit burst out from Jiang Taihu's severed head, trying to get away.

Already prepared, Jiang Hengyue once again raised his sword and mercilessly exterminated the Primordial Spirit.

After killing Jiang Taihu, Jiang Hengyue's eyes were cold, and his body seethed with a killing intent that rolled onward like a vast river.

He strode up to Jiang Qingyang, pointed his sword at him and asked in a cold voice, "Where is my father?"

Jiang Qingyang looked at his father's head, which Jiang Hengyue was holding in his hand, still dripping with fresh blood. He was so scared that he crumbled to the ground. He never dreamed that Jiang Hengyue could be so cruel and heartless as to kill his own father. No matter what, they were still related by blood.

"Jiang Hengyue, your heart is so ruthless," Jiang Qingyang pointed at him, his face full of resentment.

"I was too kind to you all in the past. Then, when my father and I faced misfortune, you longed to usurp power. Now that I am back, there is only one fate for traitors like you—death!" Jiang Hengyue said with a cold smile.

Through the betrayal and pursuit at Skyreach Island, Jiang Hengyue's mindset had turned steel-hard.

"Young Island Master, the Island Master is locked up in the prison. I'll go get him right now."

One of the middle-aged men serving the Jiang Clan saluted with his fists and, leading a few subordinates, vanished from the palace.

Jiang Hengyue glanced at him without saying anything. This retainer of the Jiang Clan had not completely turned traitor, so Jiang Hengyue decided not to hold them accountable.

"Jiang Hengyue, if you dare to kill me, Master Fu Nanhua will surely destroy the entirety of Star God Island."

Looking at Jiang Hengyue, who was like a Demon God, the fear in Jiang Qingyang's heart vanished. Laughing maniacally, he shouted.

PFFT!

A flash of the sword.

Jiang Hengyue raised his sword and beheaded Jiang Qingyang too. And Jiang Qingyang's Primordial Spirit was also killed on the spot by him.

At the True God Realm, if the Primordial Spirit is not killed, there's a chance they can seize a new body to reincarnate. Therefore, Jiang Hengyue would definitely not give this father-son pair a chance.

Witnessing Jiang Hengyue's decisive and straightforward killings, Ye Yun showed a look of approval in his eyes.

Cultivation is like rowing upstream; not advancing means retreating. If you don't kill others, they will kill you. One must always guard against unanticipated attacks. Only by being decisive in killing and never showing mercy can one go further on the path of cultivation.

"Jiang Taihu, you've been gone for so long without returning? Can't you even handle a mere True God Realm Fourth Level Jiang Hengyue?"

A voice came from outside. A green-robed old man then walked in from the entrance of the palace.

His cultivation level had reached Eight-tier of True God.

When he entered the palace and saw the bloody scene, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise. He quickly scanned the entire palace, only to find two young men at True God Realm Fourth Level.

One of them, Jiang Hengyue, he recognized. But the other, a young man in white, was a stranger to him.

Jiang Hengyue, at this moment, was holding a sword that was still dripping with blood, and in his other hand, he held two heads. The heads of Jiang Taihu and his son. Both of them stared with wide eyes, mouths agape, as if they died with grievances.

The green-robed old man, wide-eyed with disbelief, asked, "Jiang Hengyue, you killed Jiang Taihu?"

"Indeed!" Jiang Hengyue replied coldly.

He examined him from top to bottom, then asked, "You must be one of the eight guardians of Skyreach Island, right?"

"You're right. I didn't expect you, the Young Island Master of the small Star God Island, to have such discernment," the man in the green robe said arrogantly with his hands behind his back.

"What a bullshit guardian." Ye Yun, standing at the side, smirked slightly and gave a light slap.

SLAP!

A tremor in space. A burst of massive power, forming into an invisible huge hand, smashed the arrogant old man in the green robe onto the ground.