my world double door.

In this vast, scorching desert world, the blazing sun pours down without reservation, baking every grain of sand to a scorching heat. The strong wind carries the sand and dust, roaring and rolling like turbulent waves, and wherever it passes, the sky and the earth are all yellow, a chaos.

Amidst the yellow sand, a team was trudging through the desert. They were all agile and sharp-eyed, exuding a strong aura of long-trained training and the pride of the Xiao family. They were dressed in specially made black tights, the corners of their clothes rustled in the wind, and their steps were firm but with a hint of fatigue after a long journey.

At the front of the team was a middle-aged warrior named Xiao Zhentian, who was as tall and straight as a pine tree, with a face full of flesh that glowed bronze in the sunlight, and eyes that were like deep cold pools, emitting a chilling light. In his hand, he held a hideous-looking long sword, the blade flashing with cold light, as if telling of the countless blood it had drunk.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhentian seemed to be struck by an invisible lightning bolt. He stopped abruptly, his whole body tensed instantly, as if he was facing a great enemy. The warriors behind him were also startled by his sudden action and stopped one after another. Doubt and uneasiness quickly spread among the team.

Xiao Zhentian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping onto the hot sand and evaporating into steam in an instant. He moved his hands rapidly, forming a series of complex and mysterious hand seals, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, transforming into a blood-red eagle, flapping its wings and flying away into the distance.

"No! This is impossible!" Xiao Zhentian's eyes widened as he watched the blood eagle explode in mid-air, dissipating into a cloud of blood mist, and he let out an earth-shattering roar. This roar was filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

"What's going on? Commander Xiao!" a young warrior from the Xiao family asked anxiously, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Xiao Zhentian's chest rose and fell violently, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Young Master... Young Master was killed!"

For a moment, the entire team fell into a deathly silence. A moment later, like a volcanic eruption, angry roars rose one after another.

"What? Who on earth is so bold!" A warrior's eyes were red, and the spear in his hand was inserted into the sand fiercely. The spear body shook violently, and the surrounding sand was shaken and splashed everywhere.

"My Xiao family has dominated this desert world for a long time. How could anyone dare to touch our young master? I will kill his entire family and leave no one alive!" Another warrior waved the chain in his hand frantically. The chain made a whistling sound in the air, and every wave seemed to carry his endless anger and hatred.

These martial arts practitioners of the Xiao family usually rely on the powerful power and profound martial arts of the Xiao family to run rampant in the desert world and are used to being arrogant and domineering. Whether it is the passing business caravans or the small tribes struggling to survive on the edge of the desert, they are all in awe of them and dare not offend them in the slightest. In their cognition, the young master of the Xiao family is the future helmsman of the Xiao family, the leader followed by these practitioners, and the symbol of the supreme glory of the Xiao family. Now, the young master was killed under their protection. For them, it is tantamount to the collapse of the sky and the collapse of the earth, and it is a fatal trampling on the dignity of their Xiao family.

"Everyone calm down first!" Xiao Zhentian shouted loudly, suppressing the grief in his heart. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it still carried unquestionable majesty. "We must find out who did it and make him pay a thousand times the price!"

Everyone's emotions gradually calmed down, but the murderous intent in their eyes became stronger.

"Commander Xiao, in your opinion, could it be that other martial arts families secretly plotted this? They have always been jealous of our Xiao family's status in this desert world." A more experienced warrior speculated.

Xiao Zhentian frowned, pondered for a moment and said, "It's unlikely. If it was done by other families, they would definitely leave some clues to provoke our Xiao family. But from the current situation, the atmosphere at the scene is very strange. It doesn't seem to be the means of those forces we are familiar with."

"No matter who he is, even if he hides at the ends of the earth, I will find him!" said a young and energetic warrior gritting his teeth.

The Xiao family practitioners continued to move forward in the desert with anger in their hearts. The desert seemed to be infected by their anger. The wind was even more violent, and the sand waves rolled, covering the sky and the sun. They walked forward step by step in the wind and the scorching sun, leaving deep footprints with every step, as if announcing their determination for revenge to the desert.

Along the way, they did not miss any clues that might be related to the young master's murder. Carefully observing the messy footprints on the sand, some deep, some shallow, some wide, some narrow, seemed to tell of a fierce and chaotic battle. There were also traces of weapons, deep gullies, flashing cold light under the reflection of the sun, which made people shudder.

As they went deeper into the desert, water became increasingly scarce, their lips became dry and cracked, and their throats became so dry that they seemed to be smoking. However, they completely ignored the physical pain and had only one thought in their minds: to find the murderer and avenge the young master.

As night fell, the temperature in the desert dropped sharply, and the wind was biting. The Xiao family practitioners sat around the weak campfire, but no one was in the mood to rest. They wiped their weapons silently, their eyes revealing a firm killing intent and longing for the young master.

"The young master is so good to us, but we failed to protect him. I feel so bad..." a warrior choked up, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Stop crying like a woman! What we have to do now is to use the blood of our enemies to sacrifice to the young master!" Another warrior patted his shoulder hard and said loudly.

The corners of some young warriors' mouths twitched. They all knew that the young master of the Xiao family had died. If they didn't even kill the murderer to avenge the young master, they would definitely not have a good life after returning, and might even lose their lives. It was precisely because they were afraid of such punishment that they were so dedicated.

As a result, this group of people pretended to be like this.

"Hey, we found traces of the young master's movements."

Suddenly, a warrior from the Xiao family let out a light exclamation, turned his head and spoke to the team. The team members' eyes instantly lit up and they quickly rushed forward.

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"The copper from Shoushan is called Shoushan Copper."

In the desert world, in a Shoushan copper mine, Li Yang looked at the Shoushan copper he had mined, feeling the strange divinity contained in it, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Why does it sound so much like the Shoushan copper that the Yellow Emperor used to cast the tripod in the legend?"

If this is true, then the value of this mountain copper is probably far beyond his expectations!

While he was thinking, suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps and angry roars in the distance. Li Yang looked up and saw a group of warriors dressed in Xiao family uniforms rushing towards him aggressively, led by Xiao family elder Xiao Zhentian, with flames of anger burning in his eyes, and the Xiao family warriors behind him also had ferocious faces and murderous intent.

"The young master died here. This must be the murderer who killed the young master. Today is the day you die!" Xiao Zhentian roared, his voice echoing in the desert like thunder.

Seeking revenge for that idiot? Li Yang's heart trembled. He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable today, but he was not panicked. He still kept a calm expression on his face. "Don't slander me. What murderer has nothing to do with me."

"Hmph! Stop quibbling. Our Xiao family's tracking technique will never go wrong. The aura of the young master remains on you. You won't be able to escape today!" Xiao Zhentian didn't listen to Li Yang's explanation at all. He waved his hand, and the Xiao family warriors behind him rushed towards Li Yang like hungry wolves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Yang turned around and ran.

"Fuck, these noble families are really dogs!"

He knew very well that he was outnumbered and would probably not win if he fought head-on. He could only avoid the attack temporarily and look for an opportunity to break through.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhentian sneered: "Want to run? Do you think you can still run away? Chase them!" After that, he led the Xiao family warriors in hot pursuit.

Li Yang's speed was extremely fast. He shuttled through the desert like a ghost, raising a cloud of yellow sand behind him. However, the Xiao family warriors were not ordinary people. They were all masters of the Wuling realm, and their speed was not slow either. They bit Li Yang tightly.

During the pursuit, the two Xiao family warriors gradually separated from the main group. Their speed was faster than the other warriors, and they soon caught up with Li Yang. The two warriors looked at Li Yang with smugness, their eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"Boy, run, why don't you run anymore?" one of the Xiao family warriors said jokingly.

"Hmph, the murderer who killed the young master, today is where you will be buried!" said another warrior of the Xiao family viciously.

Li Yang stopped and turned around slowly, his eyes revealing a cold murderous intent. "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Since you insist on dying, I will grant your wish!" Li Yang said coldly.

The two Xiao family warriors couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard this. "You? You are just a brat, and you dare to speak so arrogantly. Today, I will let you see how powerful our Xiao family warriors are!" As they said this, they rushed towards Li Yang, waving their weapons.

Li Yang took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body started to work quickly. He stomped his feet on the ground and rushed towards the two Xiao family warriors like lightning. When he was about to approach them, Li Yang suddenly jumped high, quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

"Spiritual Wind Blade!" Li Yang shouted, and sharp wind blades shot out from his hands and flew towards the two Xiao family warriors like raindrops.

The two Xiao family warriors were shocked when they saw this. They quickly waved their weapons to resist. However, Li Yang's spiritual wind blade was so powerful that they could not easily resist it. The wind blade easily broke through their defenses and instantly left deep wounds on their bodies.

The two Xiao family warriors screamed and fell to the ground. But they did not give up resistance and struggled to stand up and continue fighting.

Li Yang saw this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He flashed in front of the two Xiao family warriors, gathered the spiritual power in his hands, and slapped out two palms, hitting them directly in the chest.

The two Xiao family warriors spurted blood from their mouths, their eyes filled with fear and despair. They never expected that Li Yang's strength was so strong that he could beat them without any chance to fight back with just one move.

"It seems that your Xiao family is too powerful. I'll give you a taste of sweetness today!" Li Yang killed the two men without hesitation, then snorted coldly, and seeing that the group of warriors behind him were chasing him closely, he retreated quickly.

But in a moment, Xiao Zhentian and other Xiao family warriors caught up. When they saw their two companions lying on the ground, they were filled with strong anger and shock.

"Li Yang, how dare you kill someone from my Xiao family? I will tear you into pieces!" Xiao Zhentian roared, his voice filled with endless anger and hatred.

Li Yang ran while looking back at Xiao Zhentian and the others. "I'll say it again, I have nothing to do with the death of that person you mentioned. If you insist on being my enemy, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xiao Zhentian didn't listen to Li Yang's explanation at all. He raised the long sword in his hand high and roared angrily: "Kill him for me and avenge my dead brothers and young master!"

Upon hearing this, the Xiao family warriors roared and rushed towards Li Yang. Their eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent, as if they wanted to eat Li Yang alive.

Li Yang cursed inwardly as an idiot and ran wildly on the rugged desert road, with the Xiao family's martial arts warriors chasing him closely behind him.

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him and a dark shadow pounced towards him like a ghost. Li Yang dodged to the side and stabbed out with his sword.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a hissing sound, and collided with the long knife in the black shadow's hand, splashing a string of sparks. Through this brief confrontation, Li Yang saw the person coming, a junior martial arts warrior, who seemed to be very powerful.

"Li Yang, today is the day you die. If you accept your death obediently, I will keep your body intact!" Xiao Meng had a ferocious look on his face, waving a long knife and attacked again.

Li Yang snorted coldly, turned around, and performed a set of agile swordsmanship. His sword moved like a snake, looking for flaws around Xiao Meng. Although Xiao Meng's attack was fierce, it was difficult to perform under Li Yang's exquisite swordsmanship. After a few moves, Li Yang saw a flaw in Xiao Meng, rushed forward, and stabbed the long sword in his hand into Xiao Meng's abdomen.

Xiao Meng's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he had lost like this, and he murmured, "You...how..." Before he finished speaking, he fell down. Li Yang didn't have time to catch his breath, and quickly drew his sword and continued to run.

However, before he ran far, two figures appeared in front of him, blocking his way. They were the other two martial spirit warriors of the Xiao family, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yu, who attacked from the left and right. Xiao Feng was good at speed, holding a pair of short blades, which flashed coldly in the moonlight; (End of this chapter)