Star Martial Soaring Cloud

At this point, Wang Xiao no longer held back and went all out.

In an instant, a strong wind howled and surged, and a biting, piercing force rushed towards us.

When he first entered the Fish Leap stage, he was already capable of fighting against a Fish Leap Grand Perfection expert. Now that he has reached the Fish Leap Minor Completion stage, what is there to fear even if ten people attack him at once?

Unrivaled blade light, chilling sword energy, and sharp edge raged wildly, with various weapons intertwined and collided, unleashing a world-destroying energy storm.

The rubble on the ruins turned into dust and fine sand, and the villa seemed to instantly become a small desert.

The ten experts were sent flying by the violent energy, spitting out blood as they crashed heavily to the ground, their auras instantly weakening.

Wang Xiao stood alone in the center, his long black hair dancing wildly, his eyes flashing with a chilling light, like an invincible war god descended to earth. A vast and boundless energy wave emanated from him, sweeping across the heavens and earth, its power awe-inspiring and its momentum earth-shattering.

"boom--"

The Hua family disciples, regaining their senses, roared and charged forward again, engaging Wang Xiao in fierce combat. This time, Wang Xiao fought twelve people alone.

The deafening roar continued, and the blades and sword energy, like thunder and lightning tearing through the void, crisscrossed in the air, weaving a deadly net of killing intent.

Wang Xiao and the twelve masters of the Hua family had all given their all, and no one dared to hold back even a little, unleashing all their most treasured skills.

Wang Xiao's Seven Star Sword flew up and down in his right hand, as agile as a thousand-mile horse galloping across the plains. The bright sword blade had already been infused with primordial energy, making it shine like a rainbow. Its momentum was like divine punishment descending upon the world, bringing with it bursts of muffled thunderous sounds. It clashed fiercely with the fierce attacks of the twelve masters, bursting out with ear-piercing roars.

Suddenly, a commotion arose, and countless hurried footsteps could be clearly heard approaching from afar.

Wang Xiao's terrifying fight with the others had already alarmed the surrounding area. Even though the residence of the Flower Prince was remote and secluded, it quickly attracted countless people who came to spy and offer their help.

Seeing this, a sinister glint flashed in Lianhua Gongzi's eyes, and he immediately shouted, "The murderous demon Xiao is here! Everyone, come quick, don't let him escape!"

Upon hearing this, nearby trial participants immediately roared and rushed over. The news spread like wildfire, and more and more people flocked to the location, their expressions filled with inflamed anger.

Although Wang Xiao possessed evidence to prove his innocence, he knew in his heart that these trial participants, blinded by rage, would not give him a single chance to explain.

They arrived filled with overwhelming rage, and the moment they saw him, they would not hesitate to kill him. Wang Xiao had no intention of wasting his time, nor did he want to be surrounded by the endless stream of people and trapped in a desperate situation.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiao pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped into the air.

Seeing this, the Hua family members thought he was trying to escape, so they all rushed forward to block his escape route.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiao suddenly turned around, his body upright, and his sword strikes became extremely fierce.

The twelve masters realized something was wrong and hurriedly focused their attention to defend themselves, converging their weapons at a single point in an attempt to block the fatal blow.

Holding the Seven Star Sword, Wang Xiao thrust it straight at the weak point where the weapons met, carrying immense force!

With a deafening roar, the immense primordial energy collided violently, and the vast energy fluctuations were like thousands of dams releasing floodwaters simultaneously, carrying a terrifying power that could devour the blue sky and wash away the daylight.

At this critical moment, Wang Xiao suddenly relaxed his grip, and the Seven Star Sword was instantly bent into an arc shape by the enormous recoil force.

The next second, he exerted his strength again, and using the reaction force from the crowd's resistance, the Seven Star Sword suddenly and swiftly sprang up. Taking advantage of this powerful momentum, Wang Xiao broke out of the encirclement in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the deep night.

Wang Xiao, having broken through the encirclement, did not leave Lishan City. Instead, he sped towards the government office where Xuan Yuanhong resided. Faced with this group of trial participants who had temporarily lost their minds, Wang Xiao had no way to explain himself, nor did he need to.

But when the crowd is replaced by one person, this predicament can be easily resolved.

Lord of Lishan City, Xuanyuan Hong.

The Lishan Trial was originally presided over by the Xuanyuan family, whose prestige was unmatched in the entire Lishan City.

As long as he steps forward to uphold justice, Wang Xiao will be able to extricate himself from this predicament of rampant rumors.

The burly Xuan Yuanhong sat upright in front of the training platform, his right hand tightly gripping the magnet presented by Wang Xiao. He listened repeatedly to the words of the Pity Flower Prince in the magnet, his expression inscrutable.

The training ground was deserted, except for a large flag embroidered with the words "Xuanyuan" fluttering in the night wind, sending chills down one's spine and inspiring fear.

Xuan Yuanhong's eyes were sharp and piercing, as if they could see through people's hearts, and even carried a hint of undeniable aggression. But Wang Xiao could not see any extra emotion on his face.

Suddenly, a series of rustling footsteps came from behind Xuan Yuan Hong.

With his keen senses, Wang Xiao detected three auras rapidly approaching.

Xuan Yuan Hong finally slowly raised his head, which had been bowed in deep thought. His sharp eyes, gleaming with a keen light, swept over Wang Xiao, and a meaningful smile curled at the corners of his lips. His soft words carried an absolute pressure of life and death: "It seems... we all underestimated you."

Before Wang Xiao could react, an overwhelming force enveloped him from all directions, instantly immobilizing him.

Immediately afterwards, the cracking sound of bones breaking and the gushing sound of blood rang out at the same time. Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs sprayed into the air, like a gruesome blood painting.

Wang Xiao was like a blood-stained arrow shot out, crashing straight into a wall of the training ground.

That powerful force was unmatched, and a huge hole was instantly smashed through the thick wall.

Having taken a full-force blow from Xuan Yuan Hong, Wang Xiao's internal organs were shattered, and blood gushed out like a spring. As his body came to a stop, a shocking trail of blood stretched from the hole in the wall all the way to his body, meandering across the clean floor.

Amidst the excruciating pain, Wang Xiao struggled to lift his head, only to witness a scene that shattered all his understanding—Young Master Lianhua, Ye Changtian, and Hei Tong were all kneeling on the ground, respectfully kowtowing to Xuan Yuan Hong: "We have failed in our duties; we beg your punishment, sir!"

They're in cahoots! They're actually in cahoots!

I see... I see!

All the doubts have been resolved, and all the confusion has been answered.

Why were those men in black able to come and go freely in Lishan?

Why would Hei Tong and Ye Changtian help the Hua family against him?

At the start of the trial, why were the dozens of riders from the Xuanyuan family so arrogant and domineering?

Everything was now shockingly clear—how could a hunter be polite to his captive prey?

In their eyes, the cultivators undergoing the trial were nothing more than a sea of ​​vital energy that they could freely exploit!

No wonder the Xuanyuan family has produced so many talented cultivators; they even have such a method of disqualification! Every member of the Xuanyuan family is a cultivator!

Why was the Daqing Dynasty, established by the Xuanyuan family, overthrown? It seems everything makes sense now!

The mass grave at Lishan was filled with the bones of countless cultivators. If even cultivators were reduced to this state, what about the common people?

All living beings are but ants!

Life is as worthless as grass!

The name "Xuanyuan Family" is built upon countless drops of blood and bones; that dynasty witnessed the cries of countless lives and their despair.

What virtue or ability does such a group of people possess to control the etiquette and teachings of the Nine Provinces?

It's all clear now... I understand everything...

Wang Xiao's consciousness began to rapidly fade, his life force draining away with the gushing blood. Intermittent, cold laughter escaped from his blood-stained lips, "Heh...heh..."

Unfortunately, it seems too late to understand all this now.

Xuanyuan Hong walked steadily toward Wang Xiao step by step.

He quickly formed hand seals, and faint silver light flowed from his fingertips, slowly spreading out above the mansion and eventually forming a huge silver-white light curtain.

This light screen blended perfectly with the moonlight in the night sky, cutting off all contact between Xuanyuan Mansion and the outside world, including energy fluctuations and sound transmissions.

The moment Wang Xiao saw Xuan Yuan Hong make his move, his heart sank into an ice cave, utterly devastated. Xuan Yuan Hong was actually a peerless expert at the Great Perfection of the Dragon Gate Divine Realm!

Having cut off all outside observation, Xuan Yuan Hong, with an indifferent expression, casually struck out with his palm.

This seemingly ordinary palm strike carried a terrifying, world-destroying power, like a thick, dark cloud that instantly crushed down.

"puff--"

Without any chance to resist, the three young masters, including Lianhua Gongzi, didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into a cloud of scarlet blood mist by this palm strike, scattering in all directions until nothing was left.

"A bunch of useless trash."

He kept his back to them the whole time!

They didn't even turn around to look at them!

He turned his gaze to Wang Xiao, who was slumped on the ground, and said calmly, "Wang Xiao, you really surprise me. If, I mean if I had known you had so much potential, I think I would have recruited you..."

He spoke words of regret, but his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, as if he were looking at an ant.

During the Lishan Trial, Wang Xiao's combat prowess and potential were truly astonishing. Barring unforeseen circumstances, his future achievements are immeasurable, and he may even reach an even higher level.

But what can we do now?

"One hundred and fifty years... It's time to return this world to our Xuanyuan family." Xuanyuan Hong's voice suddenly lowered, whether he was expressing his regret to Wang Xiao or because his ambition, which had been suppressed for a century and a half, was finally about to surface and he couldn't hold back his words.

Sensing the lingering contempt and resentment in Wang Xiao's eyes, Xuan Yuan Hong smiled faintly, as if responding to his gaze, or perhaps talking to himself: "Justice and morality are written by the victors. Your disdain for all of this will become a glorious achievement and a great innovation in the eyes of the world, understand?"

These seemingly casual words, however, sounded like a thousand thunderclaps exploding in Wang Xiao's mind. For the first time, the young man felt a profound and visceral sense of powerlessness.

What is morality? What is justice?

The people standing on the stage have the final say!

What you believe to be the truth is just the truth someone wants you to see!

Your perceptions, your experiences, and the truths you've believed in since childhood may have been wrong from the moment you were born.

You tried your best to break through the clouds and see the so-called clear sky!

Little did you know, deep within the clouds, a pair of enormous hands slammed you back to the ground, then looked down at you contemptuously, uttering a disdainful "What can you do about it?" or perhaps, "You ant, how dare you!"

"After talking for so long, I guess your friends should be here by now, right?" Xuan Yuan Hong slowly raised his head, looked up at the dark night sky, and spoke calmly.