Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Li Mountain Island.

This island belongs to the Southern State, the southernmost island.

However, this island is deserted, as it is subjected to the bone-chilling blizzards of the extreme south for most of the year. No one wishes to live in such conditions.

Yet, the entire Li Mountain Island is vast.

So much so that the gathering of powerful warriors from all six sacred grounds does not seem crowded here.

The six sacred grounds are clearly separated.

Divided into six regions.

But now…

The masters from the six sacred grounds are gathered in the region allocated by the Tongtian Sword Pavilion, whose ancestor Tongtian is a top expert surviving from Ancient Times.

His mastery of swordsmanship is profound and unfathomable.

His status and experience surpass those of the other five masters of the six sacred grounds.

Inside the tent.

Ge Tianhuang's eyes are bloodshot, glaring at Duan Tianya with fury, nearly roaring, "Mr. Duan, our master has been trapped for two days now, yet you still refuse to send someone to rescue him?"

Duan Tianya coldly glanced at him, "I prioritize the bigger picture. Now, with the extreme south rife with danger and knowing the path leads to great terror, a dead end, we must not risk sending anyone in. We should choose another route to the heart of the southern lands!"

Past Buddha clasped hands, "Amitabha, Mr. Duan, your words are mistaken. Master Nantian risked danger to save us. How can we stand idly by?"

Duan Tianya sneered, "Was it I who asked him to act?"

"You…"

Ge Tianhuang pointed angrily at Duan Tianya, "You ungrateful dog…"

"Rogue!"

Duan Tianya snorted.

Raised his hand and slapped Ge Tianhuang's face.

Ge Tianhuang, newly entered the Saintly Honor Realm, is but a mere Hundred-Step Holy Venerate, insignificant before Duan Tianya. This slap made Ge Tianhuang spew blood, his figure staggering, almost falling to the ground.

Duan Tianya squinted and said, "When I roamed the Qingtian Realm, you were still playing in the mud! Do you have any right to point fingers at me?"

"Enough!"

Tongtian's ancestor spoke calmly, scanning the crowd, "Indeed, Master Nantian is trapped for trying to save us. But Mr. Duan is also correct. The immediate priority is to uncover what's happening in the extreme south. Otherwise, should those terrors escape, they may bring ruin to the Qingtian Realm!"

Beside Tongtian's ancestor's left hand.

A Saintly Honor Realm master in a purple dragon robe, with purple hair and beard and transparent blue eyes, said, "I believe we should focus on the bigger picture. Master Nantian, knowing his sacrifice would bring peace to the Qingtian Realm and protect countless lives, would also be at ease!"

This person was named Zi Feng, the Hall Master of Purple Dragon Hall.

Duan Tianya was secretly delighted, nodding at Zi Feng in approval, then said, "In that case, let's vote. Let's follow the majority. Those who agree to prioritize the bigger picture, choose another path, raise your hand!"

Before the words fell, Duan Tianya had already raised his right hand.

Zi Feng smiled slightly and raised his right hand too.

Tongtian's ancestor squinted, hesitated for a moment, but raised his hand as well.

Duan Tianya grinned, "Three to two, it seems everyone agrees to focus on the bigger picture!"

"What three to two? Does the Nantian Sacred Ground not count?" Ge Tianhuang's face was livid, gritting his teeth in anger.

Duan Tianya glanced at him disdainfully, "Only Master Nantian is qualified to represent the Nantian Sacred Ground, who do you think you are?"

"You, you…"

Ge Tianhuang's face turned livid.

But he was insignificant.

No one paid him any attention!

Ge Tianhuang looked at Fang Ru and Past Buddha, both shook their heads slightly, feeling powerless!

With their strength, they couldn't sway Duan Tianya and the others.

Duan Tianya smirked playfully, got up, walked to Ge Tianhuang, raised his palm, slapped Ge Tianhuang's stiff face twice, making a crisp sound, squinted and said, "When your strength matches mine, then we can bargain! But for now, you don't have the right…"

However…

Just as Duan Tianya finished speaking.

A loud voice suddenly came from outside the tent, "He may not have the right, but do I?"

"Hmm?"

Duan Tianya's body trembled.

Is it him?

That familiar voice, torturing him like a nightmare for months, made him unable to forget that figure.

Duan Tianya's neck stiffened as he turned to look outside the tent.

Under the golden sunlight.

The upright figure exuded rays of golden aura, like a divine being descending, making Duan Tianya feel an instant of breathlessness, his throat moved as he uttered the name, "Xiao, Xiao Yi…"

Xiao Yi?

The people inside the tent all changed their expressions.

Except…

Ge Tianhuang, Fang Ru, and Past Buddha showed joy on their faces.

Conversely, those from Tianya Pavilion wore a grave expression.

Only Zi Feng and Tongtian's ancestor remained calm, having no conflict or animosity with Xiao Yi, especially Tongtian's ancestor, who considered he had guided Xiao Yi, feeling unafraid.

Fang Ru nodded at Xiao Yi, "You've finally arrived!"

Past Buddha smiled, "Amitabha!"

The fierce expression on Ge Tianhuang's face disappeared, replaced by relief and joy.

He raced towards Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi, you've finally arrived! Master risked saving these bastards and got trapped, yet they plan to stand by, you must speak on my behalf…" Ge Tianhuang said.

Xiao Yi looked at the slap marks on his face, squinted at Duan Tianya, "You did this?"

Duan Tianya twitched slightly, sneered, "I did it, how dare you…"

Pa!

The crisp slap interrupted Duan Tianya's words.

"..."

The tent fell silent.

Duan Tianya stared in shock at Xiao Yi, who somehow appeared in front of him, feeling the burning pain on his face, his voice trembling, "You, you, you…"

Pa!

Another slap fell.

But this one was much stronger than before, directly knocking Duan Tianya to the ground, his head hitting the ground with a thud.

Amid swirling dust.

Xiao Yi stepped down, his foot landing on Duan Tianya's face.

Pinned his head firmly to the ground.

Hiss!

A gasp echoed within the tent.

Incredulous gazes fell upon Xiao Yi, "This, this is impossible, I must be hallucinating…"

"That's Mr. Duan, he, he was slapped twice by Xiao Yi?"

"It's not the slaps that are shocking, but rather the fact that Mr. Duan couldn't even resist Xiao Yi?"

Duan Tianya was claimed to be the greatest master in Qingtian Realm after ancient times!

Yet Xiao Yi slapped him twice and trampled him underfoot?

Tongtian's ancestor's squinted eyes abruptly widened, a glint flashing deep within, "His strength… is even greater than when I saw him at Tongtian Sword Pavilion."

Zi Feng also twitched, incredulous, "This boy… when did the Qingtian Realm have such a terrifying freak?"

On the ground.

Duan Tianya recovered, humiliation and resentment coalesced into a raging killing intent, his eyes seemed to blaze, he roared, "Xiao, Xiao Yi, how dare you do this to me?"

"Master Nantian sacrificed himself to save you, yet you repay him with betrayal, I'd be justified even if I killed you?"

Xiao Yi's gaze was chilling.

Infinite killing intent condensed into a silver longsword at his fingertips, its sharpness aimed at Duan Tianya.

As the death-laden longsword was about to fall.

Just then…

A low voice suddenly rang within the tent, "Xiao Yi, give me some face, let him go!"

Xiao Yi slowly raised his head, looked at the indifferent Zi Feng, curled his lips into a cold smirk, "Do you want me to give you face? Pray tell… who do you think you are?"