Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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Both men, as the outstanding scions of the Ye and Shen Families, and being brothers to Ye Ling, were of course informed of this matter by Ye Zifeng and Shen Wu.

"Ye Ling, screw the Xuantian Palace and whatever palaces there are, when we brothers join forces, I refuse to believe anyone can give us trouble!"

"Yeah, we're men, we might lack everything else but we sure as hell don't lack the guts. Killing one is no loss, killing two is a damn profit. One word, just do it!"

Both men were filled with righteous indignation, as if the renowned and fearsome Xuantian Palace was not even worthy of their consideration.

Ye Ling cracked a smile and patted their shoulders, "Trust me, follow Hongchen back to the secular world and wait for me there."

"This isn't about fear, it's about having a sure-win situation with just me alone. Keeping you two here would only make me worry about your safety."

"So follow Hongchen and Yue Xin back, watch over our base and wait for me to slaughter each and every one of those old bastards. Then we'll drink together when I return!"

Shenfeng and Ye Wudao were not reconciled, truly not reconciled. This was frustration; they clearly wanted to fight but lacked the strength. Staying would mean death, and this was something both were painfully aware of.

Hate was all they felt, hating their own low cultivation, hating that they couldn't offer any help to Ye Ling and might even hold him back, driving them crazy.

Shen Tianhao also persuaded the two to return to the secular world first. Regardless, with Ye Ling's cultivation intact, it was undeniable that he could sweep away most enemies, if not shock and awe the world.

Ye Wudao and Shenfeng reluctantly nodded, though their eyes were filled with unwillingness. Ye Ling gave their shoulders a reassuring pat.

"After you go back, don't say anything and just tell them I still have some business here. If anything comes up, seek Xiao Hei. That fellow is formidable enough to deter all powerful adversaries, even those of Hongchen's caliber!"

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. Xiao Hei's strength was formidable; he himself could only suppress it with his physique. This creature, immune to divine skills, was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

It wasn't for nothing that Ye Ling had the Primal Sword Embryo and the Godslayer Stone, as well as achieving breakthrough to the fifth level of the Extinction Golden Body; who would be dealing with whom was still up in the air.

"I'll immediately send someone to protect them on their way back. We need to hurry; the Nine Great Sects are already on their way."

Shen Tianhao quickly said, sending an elite squad from the clan to escort them away. Watching their departing figures, Ye Ling smirked ominously.

"Xiao Bai, dare you join me in making hell of this place, bathing the sky in blood?"

"Dare? What wouldn't I dare? That damned Xuantian Palace, if it messes with us, we're capable of tearing a hole into the heavens."

Xiao Bai roared with his head held low. In the heart of the Chaos Divine Beast, which carried supreme dignity, there was no room for cowardice. Each of them was favored by fate, cherished children of the demons and gods, brimming with terrifying battle spirit.

"Alright, then let's, as brothers, kill!"

Ye Ling growled in a low voice, his aura exploding with terrifying might as the Nine Great Golden Cores surged wildly.

In the sky above, dark clouds gathered thickly and swiftly closed in, bringing an oppressive atmosphere, as though to crush the very heavens.

Half a day later, with the sun setting over West Mountain, Ye Ling and Xiao Bai stood before the Shen Family gates, their gaze sweeping the horizon.

Behind them stood Ye Zifeng, Shen Tianhao, and Shen Wu, three Clan Leaders with resolute expressions, along with all the elites of the three clans, ready for battle.

The three great families couldn't possibly stay out of the affair; after all, they were the biggest beneficiaries of the annihilation of the Mo Yun Sect.

Moreover, led by the Xuanling Sect, the Nine Great Sects would not miss the chance to annex the three families, especially since they had long coveted the resources of the Mo Yun Sect.

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The three clan leaders certainly understood these critical stakes; thus, there was no choice left but to follow this dark path to the end.

A group of powerful figures stood erect, with their homeland and loved ones standing behind them.

Hence, no matter who it was, at this moment, everyone was brimming with a fighting spirit, for if the enemy crossed that line, it would be their families who suffered, and they would become sinners.

In this battle, there could be no retreat, not even in the face of a god; the only way past them would be over their dead bodies!

Just then, in the distance, a black banner slowly unfurled, a large flag fluttering in mid-air embroidered with a large, golden "Xuan" character.

In the Martial World, this "Xuan" represented the Xuanling Sect, and within the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, it symbolized Xuantian Palace.

This was a power that even the magnates of both realms would never dare to offend, almost akin to the dignity of a ruler of a realm.

The flag fluttered, carrying an undercurrent of overwhelming killing intent that surged forward.

Ye Ling saw a dense crowd behind the banner, approaching with terrifying killing intent, each figure a Martial Artist of immense strength.

Hundreds of Martial Artists, the weakest among them at the Foundation Establishment Stage, composed a formidable force that could make any powerful individual's heart tremble.

Ants could kill an elephant if there were enough of them; what more if hundreds of Foundation Establishment Stage Martial Artists were to take action? Once they united, even a Martial Artist in the Tribulation Transcending Stage might be blasted to smithereens with a single strike.

However, Ye Ling remained indifferent; even if there were hundreds of Foundation Establishment Stage Martial Artists, they were nothing but ants to him. The real threats were the old ancestor from the Fu Family and the Sect Leader of the Xuanling Sect.

Upon seeing the Nine Great Sects arrive, the vitality of the three clan leaders surged, their eyes filled with gravity.

They may have wished otherwise, but faced with reality, they were still profoundly shocked. Given the choice, they would rather not fight; nobody wished to engage in a desperate battle against such terrifying powers.

In front of the Nine Great Sects, about a dozen powerful individuals rode on white celestial steeds, approaching slowly. These steeds were incredibly fast, moving as swiftly as clouds through the sky.

Astride these steeds were the Sect Leaders of the Nine Great Sects, including the Xuanling Sect, and the true ancestor of the Fu Family, Fu Jiumo—ten powerful beings in total.

Among them, Fu Jiumo and Xuanling Zi, the Sect Leader of the Xuanling Sect, were both formidable Divine Infant Realm experts, while the other nine were either at the pinnacle of the Golden Core Stage or had just entered the Tribulation Transcending Stage.

Following the ten great powerhouses were two Transcendance Tribulation Stage Grandmasters, Qing Yunzi and Qing Songzi, both with solemn expressions and anger in their eyes.

When the powerhouses from the Nine Great Sects halted a hundred meters away from the Shen Family, slowing their advance, Xuanling Zi of the Xuanling Sect dismounted and stepped forward.

"Which one of you is Ye Ling? Step forward!" Xuanling Zi called out with an icy tone. Ye Ling, holding the Primal Sword Embryo, looked at the looming crowd and burst into loud laughter.

"What do you want with your grandpa? Want me to kill you?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanling Zi was immediately overcome with rage, turned his head back furiously, and pointed at Qing Yunzi and Qing Songzi, bellowing, "You two old fools, is this the Guardian you chose?"

"Such a nature, to have completely eradicated the Mo Yun Sect; how does this resemble a Guardian?"

The two Grandmasters clenched their teeth in anger and grief, having never suffered such an insult. Ye Ling, on the other hand, gave a cold laugh and pointed his sword tip fiercely.

"Say one more word, and I'll slaughter you right here!"