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The little brown-haired girl looked at him and thought his voice was like heavenly music. She said, "Mr. Li, my name is Niannian, Qiao Niannian. I will definitely repay you in the future."

After saying that, he kowtowed to Gu Yan again, then took his grandfather's hand and left.

Gu Yan watched them walk away.

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At the moment Gu Chengyang died, the middle-aged man who was meditating in a secret room in the deep palace suddenly opened his eyes and roared furiously, "Yang'er—!"

The entire secret chamber was destroyed by the terrifying power erupting from him. Crown Prince Gu Ming of Yue Kingdom had only one son, whom he doted on immensely. Now that his son was dead, how could he not be heartbroken and furious? No matter who it was, no matter who it was, he would extract that person's soul and refine it; he would make that person wish they were dead.

At the Crown Prince's command, streaks of light shot out from all parts of the palace, and the Imperial Guards and the legions stationed in the capital were all mobilized.

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The sky was a deep, clear blue, and above it stretched a vast wasteland. Somewhere in this wasteland, corpses lay on the ground, their blood gushing from severed necks, staining the ground crimson.

A young man dressed in a magnificent black robe sat on a large rock, wearing a ferocious mask, playing the konghou (a type of Chinese harp). At his feet, an adorable snow shadow tiger cub hopped around, constantly trying to charm and fawn over the young man.

Gu Yan and the others got bored while waiting, so they simply started playing the konghou (a type of harp) to entertain themselves.

Accompanied by the beautiful music, he recited Li He's poem: "Wu silk and Shu paulownia strings stretch high in autumn, empty mountains condense clouds that do not flow. River goddess weeps on bamboo, fairy maiden grieves, Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan jade shatters, phoenix cries, lotus weeps dew, fragrant orchid smiles..."

As he chanted, terrifying auras carrying boundless killing intent rushed toward him from a hundred miles away, and red clouds appeared on the horizon.

Figures loomed within the crimson clouds, which were rapidly engulfing the azure sky.

By the time Gu Yan finished reciting a poem, the red clouds had already appeared at the edge of the wasteland.

The killing intent emanating from tens of thousands of people, including ten experts at the Spirit King Realm, caused the entire wasteland to tremble when these auras were combined. However, Gu Yan showed no sign of tension and simply plucked the strings of her harp casually.

However, the snow shadow tiger cubs were not so relaxed when he stepped on them, and they jumped into Gu Yan's arms in fright.

How scary, how scary! Hugs, Master!

Gu Yan patted the head of the Snow Shadow Tiger cub with one hand and put it into her spirit beast ring.

The sky was covered with red clouds, and above the clouds, rows of armored soldiers formed a solemn square formation. At the very front of this formation were Crown Prince Yue and the ten powerful Spirit Kings.

The ten Spirit King Realm experts were shocked to see Gu Yan. Who was this person? This person was at the peak of the late Spirit King Realm. He killed the prince, and instead of fleeing, he was waiting here? What exactly was his intention?

Even if he was at the peak of the late stage of the Spirit King Realm, did he think he could get away unscathed after killing the grandson of the Yue Kingdom?

His Highness the Crown Prince is at the late stage of the Spirit King Realm, while His Majesty the King of Yue has already broken through to the Spirit King Realm and is already at the early stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

Is this person deliberately courting death?

The Crown Prince of Yue, dressed in magnificent robes and wearing a jade crown, glared angrily down at Gu Yan and the corpses on the ground.

These headless corpses were all his son's attendants, but his son's body was not among them.

"No need to look. Your son's body isn't here. I've annihilated that little beast, body and soul." Gu Yan said lightly. His voice had been specially altered, becoming layered and unreal, yet still capable of shaking one's soul.

The Crown Prince of Yue was furious: "You bastard! I'll make you regret ever being born!!"

The Crown Prince Yue roared like thunder. He struck out with his palm towards Gu Yan. Blood-red light shone brightly from his hand, and an earth-shattering aura surged out from it. A huge, blood-red ghost claw appeared in the air and slammed down on Gu Yan below, as if it were the hand of a demon god, about to crush this overconfident ant.

Faced with the astonishing attack, Gu Yan plucked a string on the konghou, and a sound like the clash of metal and the thunder of horses was heard. The konghou then flashed with five-colored light, and a huge five-colored phoenix appeared in the sky.

This enormous, five-colored phoenix radiates a sacred glow, and its cry echoes throughout the heavens.

When the phoenix collided with the enormous, blood-red ghost claw, the ghost claw vanished like mist.

What?

Everyone stared at Gu Yan's konghou, which was actually a weapon master-level spiritual weapon.

A five-colored phoenix, accompanied by five-colored rays of light and a sky full of sharp winds, attacked Prince Yue.

Crown Prince Yue roared, a large green sword appearing in his hand. With a single slash, a hundred-foot-long, eerie green blade of light erupted, shattering the attacking phoenix into countless points of light. However, no sooner had the phoenix vanished than Gu Yan's fingers began to play the konghou (a type of Chinese harp) once more.

A rich floral fragrance filled the air, and pink hibiscus petals and yellow orchid petals fluttered down like falling flowers. The number of petals suddenly increased from several thousand to hundreds of millions, and each petal shot out like a blade towards the Crown Prince of Yue and his men.

The entire wasteland was filled with fluttering petals, which seemed like a two-colored torrent, threatening to engulf the Crown Prince of Yue and his tens of thousands of troops.

The Crown Prince wielded his sword rapidly, his blade energy pulverizing the incoming petals into powder. The others also unleashed their own supernatural abilities to sweep away the petals. However, the petals seemed endless, continuing their attack for a quarter of an hour without diminishing.

Soldiers with low cultivation levels could be killed by flower petals with the slightest carelessness.

The Crown Prince of Yue looked impatient and roared, "Form ranks!"

Upon hearing the sound, the soldiers all adjusted their positions, formed a battle formation, and simultaneously performed hand seals.

This army of nearly 50,000 men formed a united formation, with each soldier's aura linked together. This aura created a red hurricane that swept across the entire wasteland with terrifying destructive power, wiping out a massive amount of flower petals.

Gu Yan also stopped playing and coldly looked at the irritable Crown Prince Yue.

"Kill him!"

The Crown Prince of Yue gave the order.

Upon his command, the first to attack were the ten Spirit King Realm experts beside him. Most of these experts were at the early stage of the Spirit King Realm, with only two at the middle stage. Nevertheless, the combined attack of ten Spirit King Realm experts was terrifying enough.

Ten powerful Spirit Kings stood in different positions, rapidly forming hand seals and chanting incantations. Their blood energy grew stronger and stronger, and then one after another, enormous dharma images resembling demon gods appeared behind them. The sight of ten demon god-like phantoms appearing together was truly astonishing.

The terrifying pressure shook the wasteland, but Gu Yan seemed oblivious to it. He finally stood up and put away the konghou (a type of Chinese harp).

Using the sacred harp of the Kunlun School to kill is a desecration of the instrument.

Let's use other magical weapons instead of going on a killing spree.