Soul Emperor Martial God

High above, Xiao Yi flew swiftly.

With the mother token, he followed the direction of the subtoken.

After several hours, he arrived at Northern Mountain City.

The aura from the mother token indicated that the subtoken was in a huge manor ahead.

Above the vast manor, Xiao Yi furrowed his brows.

"Northern Mountain Murong Family?"

Indeed, this manor belonged to one of the major forces of Northern Mountain County, the Northern Mountain Murong Family.

However, according to Xiao Yi's earlier conjecture, the experts of the Northern Mountain Murong Family couldn't possibly possess such clever techniques.

Xiao Yi shook his head without thinking further, as the most important task now was to rescue Xiao Chong first.

Swoosh, Xiao Yi's figure flashed, heading straight towards the manor.

But before he could land, several powerful figures from within the manor had already broken through the air to meet him.

The residence of the Northern Mountain Murong Family members was naturally filled with masters.

"Who goes there?"

The leading martial artists were headed by a middle-aged man.

"Get lost." Xiao Yi swung his sword, directly repelling the middle-aged man.

"What strong power." The middle-aged man's face flushed with injury, clearly wounded.

"I am Murong Ba, Patriarch of the Northern Mountain Murong Family. Who exactly are you, and why do you barge into our Northern Mountain Murong Family's territory with such hostility?"

The middle-aged man loudly questioned him.

He was Murong Ba, the Patriarch of the Northern Mountain Murong Family.

His cultivation had reached the Mystic Breakthrough Eighth Layer.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Following the middle-aged man's loud shout,

five or six figures flew out from within the manor.

Judging by their auras, all of them were in the Mystic Breakthrough Realm.

However, they were only at the First or Second Layer.

Along with Murong Ba, eight figures surrounded Xiao Yi.

"Hand over my Uncle Xiao Chong," Xiao Yi stated coldly and fearlessly.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Murong Ba shook his head and said, "The person you are looking for is not in our Murong Family's possession."

"Still trying to argue." Xiao Yi raised his Blood Slaughter Sword and said coldly, "I'll say it one more time, hand over my Uncle Xiao Chong."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for slaughtering your Northern Mountain Murong Family today."

"What arrogance," one of the elders of the Northern Mountain Murong Family angrily rebuked.

"This is Northern Mountain City, and it's not your place to run wild."

"Hmph." Xiao Yi acted instantly, no longer wasting words.

Numerous Sword Qi shot out, causing several strong members of the Murong Family to be struck, spitting blood and flying away.

Only Murong Ba could slightly resist for a moment.

"Mountain Shattering Slash." Xiao Yi swiftly unleashed another sword strike.

Murong Ba clearly also possessed an Earth Rank Martial Technique and struggled to strike with a palm.

However, the result was as expected.

He was directly cleaved by Xiao Yi's sword, severely wounded.

No one in the Northern Mountain Murong Family could stop Xiao Yi.

Anxious, Xiao Yi immediately followed the guidance of the mother token and flew into the manor.

With a wave of his hand, a surge of overwhelming aura enveloped the entire manor.

At the same time, this aura acted like his eyes.

The vast manor, everything within it, was perceived by him.

"I've found him, Uncle Xiao Chong is indeed here." Xiao Yi was instantly delighted.

His figure flashed, arriving in a room resembling a secret chamber within the manor.

However, when he finally found Xiao Chong, he became instantly furious.

For at that moment, Xiao Chong was tied to a frame, covered in wounds, having fainted.

On the ground, there was a pool of dried scarlet blood.

On his body, the scars were horrifying to behold.

Clearly, Xiao Chong had been tortured inhumanely, and for not a short time.

"Uncle Xiao Chong," Xiao Yi hurriedly rescued Xiao Chong, transferring a surge of True Qi into his body.

At that time, Xiao Chong was barely breathing.

His internal injuries were quite severe.

Had Xiao Yi arrived even two hours later, Xiao Chong might have died.

Under Xiao Yi's surging Qi, the injuries inside Xiao Chong's body gradually started to stabilize.

"Yi... Yii'er..." Xiao Chong weakly opened his eyes.

"You... you've been captured too?"

"Quick... run..." Xiao Chong anxiously spoke.

Upon waking, his first thought was to urge Xiao Yi to escape, rather than concern for his own safety.

"It's okay now, Uncle Xiao Chong," A tear glimmered in Xiao Yi's eyes.

This man before him, who had treated him with immense kindness, like a father, looked so miserable, stirring sorrow and anger in Xiao Yi.

"Yii'er is capable now. The Xiao Family no longer needs to fear anyone."

"Really?" Xiao Chong asked weakly.

"Mhm." Xiao Yi nodded, full of confidence.

"That's good... that's good," Xiao Chong suddenly smiled, appearing incredibly happy.

As if the injuries and pain on his body had dissipated in an instant.

...

Xiao Yi helped Xiao Chong up and left the secret room.

As soon as they stepped out, Murong Ba and a group of strong Murong Family Members surrounded them.

"Do you have anything to say?" Xiao Yi stared coldly at Beishan Ba.

"We..." Murong Ba, seeing the seriously injured Xiao Chong, was also taken aback.

"What on earth is going on here?" Beishan Ba furiously questioned his clan members beside him.

He knew very well that the young man in front of him, although his identity was unknown,

possessed such strength and had come charging into the Murong Family in a fierce manner.

And now, he had indeed found him, and he was covered in wounds.

If he did not provide an explanation, the Murong Family would be in peril today.

The Murong Family Martial Artists, upon hearing this, looked at each other, clearly unaware of the situation.

"Your acting isn't bad," Xiao Yi sneered.

"I have already given you time to leave your last words, and since you don't cherish it, then die."

"Wait," Murong Ba hastily said, "Esteemed strong one, there must be some misunderstanding. Please allow me to investigate. I will certainly give you a satisfactory explanation."

The Murong Family Patriarch, the owner behind Shengbao Trading House, was now begging in a low voice.

And all this, because Xiao Yi had the power to destroy their Murong Family.

On the Flame Dragon Continent, this was the way.

Strength was respected.

Power was the ultimate truth.

At this moment, one of the Murong Family Members suddenly said, "Patriarch, I remember now, two hours ago, Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan hurried into the punishment room."

"It seems it was their doing."

"Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan?" Murong Ba asked in confusion, "Those two juniors of Murong Mo?"

"It's them." The member spoke, "These past few years, they've been scheming to help Deacon Murong Mo avenge himself and target that small Family in Purple Cloud City."

"Elder Ying died there a few days ago."

Murong Ba's face showed realization, and looking towards Xiao Yi, he cupped his hands and said, "Gentleman, you must be from the Xiao Family of Purple Cloud City."

Xiao Yi remained silent, his expression cold.

Murong Ba waved his hands and instructed the clan members beside him, "Immediately bring those two beasts here."

Just then, a loud laugh sounded.

"Tie us up? No need, we have come by ourselves."

As the voice fell, two figures slowly approached, their faces filled with arrogance.

It was Murong Xuan and Murong Qianjun.

"Beasts, will you not swiftly thank us with your deaths?" Murong Ba coldly said, "The stupid things you've done, bear them yourselves, and don't implicate our Family."

"I think you're the stupid one," Murong Qianjun sneered viciously, "I've begged you countless times to eradicate the Xiao Family early."

"To kill that weakling from the Xiao Family early."

"You wouldn't listen, didn't take them seriously."

"Now, this is the consequence. The little weakling from back then has grown into a presence that shakes the Murong Family."

"Shut up, be quiet!" Murong Ba roared in rage.

He was no fool. From the few words of Murong Qianjun, he guessed that the young strong figure in front of him was the very weakling mentioned.

If this young strong figure were to act, none in the Murong Family would be spared.

"The one who should shut up is you," Murong Qianjun coldly said, "The Northern Mountain Murong Family has lost an elder, and you are still so wretched."

"It was thanks to me that I caught this Acting Patriarch of the Xiao Family."

"I was merely avenging our Murong Family."

Murong Xuan also sneered, "The great Northern Mountain Murong Family, having lost a clan member, couldn't even take revenge and had to rely on us two branch members, tsk tsk."

"What use is there for you as the Patriarch?"

Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan had admitted their actions.

But now it seemed, they were not the least bit afraid, and were even extremely arrogant.

"Impudence," Murong Ba's rage boiled over, unable to hold back any longer, and he made a move to seize the two.

However, just as he was about to strike.

Hiss.

A sharp Blood Blade stabbed out from his heart.

"Uh," Murong Ba mouth spilled blood, turning his head in disbelief.

Behind him, there was a man in black, his face void of any life as he looked at him.

The man's dagger ruthlessly pierced through his heart.

"Uhm?" Xiao Yi was shocked.

With his abilities, he had just failed to detect the man's presence.

Let alone Murong Ba.

"Patriarch." The people of the Murong Family were first shocked, then immediately erupted.

The man in black, with a swift movement, arrived beside Murong Qianjun and Murong Xuan.

"Beasts, you dare plot against the Patriarch?" The Martial Artists of the Northern Mountain Murong Family were furious to the extreme.

"A bunch of idiots," Murong Qianjun sneered coldly, "I'll tell you, this is a powerful person from Blood Mist Valley. Those who don't want to die, put away your laughable anger."

"Today, those who follow me will prosper, those against me will perish," Murong Qianjun shouted loudly.

"Blood Mist Valley? The number one assassin force in the Flame Martial Kingdom?" The faces of the Murong Family Martial Artists suddenly changed drastically.

"Xiao Yi, you are doomed to die today," Murong Qianjun laughed wildly.

...

Second update.