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The Battle of Zhuilong Lake shook the world.

The news that Luo Tianyi had killed Martial Arts Venerable Yang Tianxiong with a single finger strike.

As if it had grown wings, it quickly spread throughout the country and even the world.

The world was astonished.

A martial arts master in his twenties? Capable of annihilating a martial arts master with a single finger.

At least at the peak of the Martial Arts Venerable realm, or even...

"Just who exactly is this Luo Tian?"

"Disappeared for four years, he returned as a king. What did he experience during those four years?"

"Could it be that some reclusive, super-powerful force is backing him?"

Various speculations and rumors spread wildly in the martial arts world.

Some say Luo Tian is a reincarnation of an immortal, while others say he received an ancient inheritance.

Some people say he is a spokesperson for a mysterious organization.

But in any case, everyone reached a consensus.

That means this person is not to be trifled with.

However, some people simply refuse to believe this.

……

Night falls on the Yang family residence in Yucheng.

The mansion was brightly lit, yet shrouded in a cloud of sorrow.

Inside the council chamber, Yang Dingtian sat in the main seat, his face terribly gloomy.

Below, Yang Yi, Yang Tianming, Yang Wenbin, and others sat on either side.

Each of them was ashen-faced and silent.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"Patriarch, Luo Tian said that within three days... we, the higher-ups of the Yang family, must commit suicide to atone for our sins..."

Yang Yi's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"To commit suicide as an apology? Our Yang family is a distinguished family with a history of over a hundred years."

Have we been bullied to this state by some clown who appeared out of nowhere?

Yang Tianming slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, his eyes bloodshot:

"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

Yang Dingtian gave him a cold glance:

"Anger? What good is it? Who among you can stand against him?"

Luo Tian said, "If you don't do it within three days, I will exterminate my entire Yang family!"

Yang Tianming turned pale, slumped into his chair, and couldn't say a word.

Yang Wenbin huddled in the corner, his face ashen, his whole body trembling.

He's been like this ever since he came back from the Dragon Lake incident.

Yang Tianxiong was killed, and his family was in imminent danger.

And the one who started all of this was Yang Wenbin.

If it weren't for him killing Luo Tian's parents for that piece of land.

If it weren't for him, he would have had the little girl's arms and legs broken.

If it weren't for him, a bounty would have been placed on the dark web for Luo Tian's life...

How did the Yang family fall into such a state?

"It's all your fault!"

Yang Tianming suddenly rushed over, grabbed Yang Wenbin by the collar, and lifted him up:

"It's all your fault, you wretched child! You killed Father and ruined the Yang family!"

Yang Wenbin did not resist, but just stared at him blankly with empty eyes.

"That's enough!"

With a loud shout, Yang Dingtian finally released Yang Tianming and threw Yang Wenbin to the ground.

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice:

"Now is not the time for infighting. The most urgent task is to find a way to weather this crisis."

"What other options are there?"

That Luo Tian could kill even my father with a single finger, how can we possibly resist?

Yang Tianming said in despair.

Yang Dingtian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly spoke:

"Have you forgotten that there are five of us brothers!"

Yang Yi was taken aback, then his eyes lit up:

"The patriarch means... the fourth and fifth sons?"

Yang Dingtian nodded:

"Yang Lie, the fourth son, is a border general who commands 100,000 Yang family troops."

Yang Zhan, the fifth brother, is an elder of the Imperial Sword Sect, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

"As long as they return, what is Luo Tian worth mentioning?"

Yang Tianming frowned:

"But the fourth son had a falling out with Father back then and hasn't come back all these years. Will he ever return?"

Yang Dingtian said in a deep voice:

"No matter what, his surname is Yang."

The hatred for the murderer of one's father is irreconcilable; if he doesn't return, he's unfilial!

He paused, then continued:

"Write a secret letter immediately and send it to the border and the Imperial Sword Sect with utmost urgency."

Tell them... Father has been murdered, the Yang family is in grave danger, and we need them to return to take charge!

"yes!"

Yang Yi turned and left.

Yang Dingtian looked out the window, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"Luo Tian, ​​do you think killing my father will end the Yang family's life?"

"Let me tell you, this is just the beginning!"

……

At the border, a heavily guarded fortress.

Late at night, the tents were brightly lit.

A burly, middle-aged man with a resolute face was sitting at a table examining a map.

He wore a dark green battle robe, with stars shining on his shoulders.

He exuded an aura of battle-hardened ruthlessness.

This person was none other than Yang Lie, the fourth son of the Yang family.

A late-stage Martial Arts Master, a border general, commanding 100,000 Yang family troops.

This army of 100,000 was no ordinary army.

At the very least, they were all martial artists at the Transformation Realm; the minor leaders were Grandmasters, and the major leaders were Grandmasters.

The weapons they were equipped with were all specially made anti-attack equipment.

Crossbows that break through the protective energy of martial artists, spears that break through the protective energy of martial artists, bullets that break through the protective energy of martial artists... all specifically designed to protect the body with internal energy.

There are even powerful energy cannons, which are said to be able to withstand even martial arts masters.

Such an army would be a force to be reckoned with, no matter where it is placed.

"My lord, a secret message has arrived from the Yang family of Yucheng!"

A guard entered the tent and presented a sealed letter with both hands.

Yang Lie frowned:

"The Yang family? We haven't been in touch for years. Why are they suddenly sending a letter?"

He took the letter, opened it, and his expression changed drastically.

"boom!"

A terrifying aura erupted from him, and the tables and chairs inside the tent instantly shattered.

The guards were so shocked that they staggered backward, their faces turning pale.

"grown ups!"

Yang Lie ignored him, staring intently at the letter in his hand, his eyes bloodshot.

"Father...is he dead?"

His voice was trembling.

Although he had a falling out with his father back then and ran away from home, he hadn't returned for decades.

But blood is thicker than water, and he was, after all, his father!

The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable!

"Luo Tian..."

Yang Lie gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He stood up abruptly and said in a deep voice:

"Pass on my order: assemble the army and return to Yucheng!"

The guards were shocked:

"My lord, the mobilization of 100,000 troops requires the approval of the supreme commander..."

"I'm referring to the Yang family's private army!"

Yang Lie interrupted him:

"The 100,000-strong Yang family army is my Yang family's soldier; it's none of anyone else's business to command them!"

The guard wanted to say something, but seeing Yang Lie's bloodshot eyes, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Yes, sir!"

He turned and left.

Just then, Yang Lie's phone rang.

Upon seeing the number, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly answered the call.

"saint……"

An aged but authoritative voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Yang Lie, what are you doing?"

Yang Lie gritted his teeth and said:

"My sage, my father has been murdered, and I must return to avenge him!"

"Revenge is fine, but you can't use the power of the state."

The voice on the other end of the phone left no room for doubt:

"The 100,000-strong Yang family army is the strength of the nation, not your personal property, Yang Lie."

"You may go back for revenge, but you can only bring your personal guards, a maximum of two thousand men."

Yang Lie's face was ashen, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

"saint……"

"That's an order!"

The phone slammed down with a "click".

Yang Lie held his phone, remaining silent for a long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"Two thousand people...that's enough."

He muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"Luo Tian, ​​you wait, I, Yang Lie, am back! Are you ready to die?"

……