With a furious roar, Fang Tianming channeled all the Spiritual Qi in his body into his Beast Soul—a stark contrast to his earlier fighting style.
As the Spiritual Qi gathered, the Demon Rock Lion above his head grew increasingly massive and majestic.
In just a few breaths, it swelled to the size of a small mountain.
It stood imposing in the air, like a Beast King looking down upon the mortal world!
The next moment, the Demon Rock Lion opened its massive maw, light condensing within it.
It was clearly a Spiritual Energy Bullet.
As the sphere grew larger and more dazzling, Fang Tianming’s body became visibly weaker, drenched in cold sweat.
This was undeniably his ultimate strike, an attack that demanded every ounce of his strength.
“What!
The Demon Rock Lion Soul actually comes with Talent Skills!
This aura is much stronger than the Yellow-grade Martial Techniques from earlier!”
“The Fang family’s foundation is just too deep!”
“Is Ye Xuan really a match for him?”
The onlookers were instantly sweating bullets for Ye Xuan.
“No, Ye Xuan, you can’t lose!
We all want to see you win!”
“Come on, Ye Xuan!
You can do it!”
At this moment, people in the crowd had already begun cheering for Ye Xuan.
Over the years, the Fang family had truly lost the support of the people.
If Ye Xuan could kill Fang Tianming, it would be a joyous occasion for everyone.
But facing such a lethal killing blow, could Ye Xuan withstand it?
Could he perform another miracle?
“Die, Ye Xuan.”
Inside the courtyard, the moment the Spiritual Energy Bullet reached its maximum size, Fang Tianming unleashed the attack.
The sphere, brimming with terrifying power, hurtled toward Ye Xuan like a bolt of lightning, dazzlingly bright even in broad daylight.
Wherever it passed, space itself seemed to warp and distort.
This strike was devastatingly powerful.
Soon, the Spiritual Energy Bullet was right in front of Ye Xuan.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to this historic moment.
In the next second, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.
Ye Xuan suddenly raised his right hand, meeting the Spiritual Energy Bullet with his palm.
As he moved, the Divine Demon Statue moved with him.
This seemingly simple gesture successfully blocked the tremendously destructive attack.
His palm halted the Spiritual Energy Bullet in midair, preventing it from advancing even a single inch!
SIZZLE!
The Spiritual Energy Bullet spun furiously, shooting out lightning-like rays of light into the air.
A terrifying storm followed in its wake.
Fang Tianming, being closest to the blast, was actually blown backward by the sheer force of the gale, his legs plowing deep trenches into the ground!
This alone proved just how monstrously powerful his attack truly was.
Yet, an attack of such magnitude could not bypass the five fingers of Ye Xuan’s hand!
The once-massive Spiritual Energy Bullet shrank at a visible rate until, finally, it dissolved into nothingness.
GULP!
GULP!
The surrounding spectators were too shocked to speak, everyone swallowing hard in disbelief.
Inside the courtyard, however, Ye Xuan nonchalantly uttered three words, “Is that it?”
As he spoke, he dusted off his hands, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, he appeared right in front of Fang Tianming.
Extending his right palm, he said calmly, “I’m sending you to a place.
“The Western Heaven.”
BOOM!
The right palm descended.
The Beast Soul dissipated.
Fang Tianming’s head was instantly blown apart by Ye Xuan.
This was Ye Xuan’s current strength!
The Divine-Demonic Overlord Body had increased both his offense and defense by more than tenfold.
Such a massive disparity could not be withstood by anyone outside the Frenzy Spirit Realm.
“He’s dead!
He’s dead!
Finally dead!”
With Fang Tianming’s death, the spectators on the rooftops let out excited cheers.
The crowd gathered outside the courtyard, however, was completely bewildered, shouting questions.
“Who died?
Make it clear!”
“Fang Tianming!
That old bastard Fang Tianming is dead!”
Inside the courtyard, the members of the Ye family stared at Fang Tianming’s headless corpse, their faces twitching.
But this was not out of fear; it was unparalleled excitement!
“He won!
Ye Xuan won!”
“Ah!
Ye Xuan, you are the hero of our Ye family!”
“Ye Xuan!
Ye Xuan!
Ye Xuan!”
At this moment, everyone in the Ye family was shouting his name, from the elders to the younger generation!
At this moment, Ye Xuan was their hero!
Ye Xuan, however, merely offered a faint smile.
He turned around to face the members of the Fang family, who were already trembling in their boots.
The Fang family no longer possessed their former arrogance.
Now that Fang Tianming was dead, what right did they have to be arrogant?
“He’s dead…
The Patriarch is actually dead!”
“Run, run!
We have to live!
As long as we live, the Fang family won’t be completely wiped out!”
The more cowardly ones turned and fled.
Among them were the Fourth Elder and the Sixth Elder!
It seemed that the higher one’s cultivation, the more they feared death.
But how could Ye Xuan let them have their way?
In a single breath, Ye Xuan appeared beside the two elders.
With a wave of his hand, Spiritual Qi erupted.
The heads of both elders were instantly blasted apart.
With that, every single expert of the Fang family present was dead.
Ye Xuan turned his head to glance at Ye Zeyun.
Before he could even speak, Ye Zeyun caught on instantly and roared, “Ye family!
Fight with me!
Kill!”
“Kill!”
The members of the Ye family roared in unison, then swarmed forward with swords and sabers in hand.
Originally, the overall strength of the Ye family was weaker than that of the Fang family.
But with Ye Xuan holding the line, the Ye family would at most suffer light injuries; absolutely no one would die.
What followed was a blossoming of blood.
Every member of the Ye family was in a blood frenzy.
Ye Ling’Er was no exception, but at this moment, the sword in her hand hesitated.
A child had appeared in front of her.
The boy was no older than ten, collapsed on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.
“Don’t kill me…
Please don’t kill me…
I beg you.”
“SOB…
I’m so scared.”
Ultimately, Ye Ling’Er couldn’t bear to do it.
Lowering her sword, she turned around, deciding to spare the child.
The very moment she turned her back and dropped her guard, the child’s expression twisted into something ferocious.
He pulled a dagger from his clothes and thrust it at Ye Ling’Er’s back.
Just as the blade was about to find its mark, Ye Xuan suddenly appeared, knocking the dagger from the boy’s grasp and seizing him by the throat.
“Ye Xuan…” Ye Ling’Er realized what had happened entirely too late.
Ye Xuan glanced at Ye Ling’Er, his eyes gentle as he said, “You’re still as kind-hearted as you were when you were little.
Right now, do you think this is cruel?”
“Yes.” Ye Ling’Er did not deny it, nodding her head.
Ye Xuan’s gentle expression vanished in an instant, replaced by stern gravity.
“Then did you see that?
Even a child will seize the moment you turn your back to try and kill you.
All because he, too, is a Cultivator.
This is the world of Cultivators.”
“Ye Xuan, I know, but…
I…”
“Ling’Er, I know what you want to say.
I’m just telling you that kindness is not something to be wasted on your enemies.
Sometimes, kindness is a sharp blade—one that stabs right back at you.
I will allow you to be kind, but only on the condition that you can withstand or calmly handle the consequences that follow your kindness.
In other words, only those with strength have the right to be kind.
Do you understand?”