Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Unbeknownst to them, the Yin Sha had already grown to an unimaginable level!

The Imperial Prince's personal guard was attacked, and the Second Prince's personal guard was also attacked. All the Imperial Capital cultivators and royal family members stationed in the Imperial Capital were awakened by this towering black wave at this moment!

Those members of the royal family with low cultivation levels fled desperately, restaurant owners frantically prepared to move their belongings, and residents of the capital city trembled in fear and hid in their homes, not daring to utter a sound.

Explosions, roars, and the agitation of spiritual energy rose and fell, echoing incessantly like a torrential downpour!

The entire capital city was in complete chaos.

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I know some of you are going to comment that "the entire northwestern Shanxi is in complete chaos."

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"Tsk...this is troublesome."

Jiang Shaoguang knew he had to take action.

As Chu Xin's subordinate and a renowned black-robed swordsman in the capital, retreating here would be neither in keeping with his status nor his character.

Facing the surging dark tide ahead, the blond youth drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him. As if traversing space, the black sword hilt slowly emerged from the center of the Tai Chi diagram.

The longsword hummed softly.

Jiang Shaoguang drew out the slender divine weapon, its blade pointing directly at the black tide of Yin Sha disciples in front of him.

Behind him were hundreds of cultivators from the capital. They were the personal guard of the Third Princess of the Empire, selected from among the cultivators in the capital. They were exceptionally talented and loyal to the royal family and Chu Xin.

At this moment, they have only one order to follow.

—Defend against the enemy.

"The disciples of Yin Sha are all evil and unorthodox people, and the methods they use are far beyond those of ordinary cultivators!"

Jiang Shaoguang spoke slowly and deliberately. As a black-robed swordsman who had once fought his way in and out of Yin Sha seven times, he understood Yin Sha better than anyone else present.

His words reached the ears of all the guards—

"During battle, you must remain calm and focused, lest they find an opportunity to use evil magic..."

"Yes, Lord Jiang!"

His response was a resounding, uniform sound.

Jiang Shaoguang's expression darkened slightly, and his spiritual energy surged within him. At this moment, he no longer suppressed his cultivation level, and the pressure of the entry-level Kaiyuan stage swept across the entire area. The terrifying power even made the Yin Sha disciples' steps falter!

"Be extremely careful."

He turned around, glanced at the group of imperial capital cultivators behind him, and then stepped out of three Tai Chi formations, transforming into a black shadow as he rushed towards the black wave that seemed to be swallowing everything.

He hadn't even taken a few steps when a thin but strong hand pressed down on his shoulder, and he suddenly couldn't move.

"Slow down..."

A lazy voice came from beside him, and Jiang Shaoguang turned around, just in time to meet Yun Ping's eyes, which seemed to have no interest at all.

He seemed puzzled as to why Yunping had suddenly stopped him, and as he was about to ask, Yunping walked forward on his own.

Standing at the very front of everyone, Yunping adopted a lazy expression, standing in the darkness as if nothing had happened, facing the dark tide, his calm words echoing throughout the entire venue.

"No matter what, I was called here by Chu Xin to help. It would be really unreasonable for me to just stand by and watch the show—"

He stretched and then habitually did a few warm-up exercises.

"You can just sit here and relax, I'll take care of things here."

Upon hearing this, both Fang Yan and Jiang Shaoguang's eyes lit up.

They all knew how formidable Yun Ping was, and they also knew just how unfathomable his strength was, despite his seemingly ordinary and somewhat lazy appearance. If he were to take action...

Indeed, having him is enough.

But the incongruous words still came out—

"Don't joke around! The other side is a Yin Sha... This is no child's play, how can we let an ordinary person like you get away with this..."

Immediately, some members of the Imperial Third Princess's personal guard raised objections.

"Don't be rude!" Jiang Shaoguang looked at the cultivator and said coldly, "He is my teacher!"

"But……"

The man seemed to want to say something more, but due to Jiang Shaoguang's position among them, he had no choice but to swallow his doubts.

In fact, not only that one person, but almost all the Imperial Guard members did not believe that the man in front of them looked no different from an idle rich kid.

From any angle, he is an unremarkable guy, except for his slightly handsome face, he is no different from an ordinary person.

It's no wonder that someone like that would be torn apart by evil spirits!

"Alright, alright~ Wujing, don't get so excited."

Yunping was already used to this phenomenon, and he wouldn't blame the person who spoke out in rebuttal. Rather, he thought that the other party's reaction was normal.

He twisted his neck; he hadn't exercised for a while, and to be honest, his body was a little stiff.

It's time to take action.

He looked up, gazing at the approaching black shadows before him—a black tide of hundreds and thousands of Yin Sha disciples, surging endlessly, terrifying like a tsunami.

However, the young man showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he seemed amused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

I took a deep breath.

"Everyone from the Yin Sha faction, please stop for a moment."

These words, without any amplification of spiritual energy or the use of any magical artifacts, seemed to possess penetrating power, easily piercing everyone's eardrums and reaching their thoughts.

But as he sped forward, the Yin Sha disciple at the very front sneered disdainfully. He didn't care what methods the other party had used; he was a member of Yin Sha, and his mission was solely for killing!

Stop?!

How could I possibly listen to you and stop right there?!

He swiftly drew his silver blade, stomped heavily on the ground, and transformed into a black shadow, charging towards the seemingly unresponsive youth with a bloodthirsty smile, the blade slicing across his neck.

Unfortunately, no sound of blood splattering was heard.

The sound that came out was the sound of a blade hitting the ground.

Ding--

"I already told you to stop."

Yun Ping helplessly grabbed the Yin Sha disciple by the neck and lifted him into the air. The latter stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him in disbelief.

He didn't even see the other party make a move; in the blink of an eye, his life was in the other party's hands.

what happened?

This scene was utterly shocking to the other Yin Sha disciples, who involuntarily stopped in their tracks and turned their astonished gazes toward Yun Ping.

Behind the young man in white, the cultivator who had spoken earlier was now silent.

The surging black tide ceased its movement, and at this moment, the world seemed exceptionally quiet.

All eyes were fixed on the white figure.

He took a step forward and, as if throwing away trash, slammed the Yin Sha disciple in his hand to the ground.

boom--

A large pit appeared where the ground had collapsed, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to it.

The man was covered in blood, every orifice in his body was shattered, and his bones were broken beyond recognition. He was now completely unconscious due to the intense pain.

The young man who did all this—he calmly extended one index finger.

"There's something I need to tell you."

The words that pierced through their eardrums rang out again, and the nearly one thousand Yin Sha dared not make a move, simply listening quietly as he spoke.

next moment--

His index finger lightly traced the ground beneath his feet.

Yes, it was just a light, simple stroke.

Buzz!

It was a golden ravine tens of meters long. The rubble was annihilated into nothingness by an unknown force the moment it was ejected. The deep ravine, which was shimmering with black and gold, looked as if a god had smashed it with his giant axe that could split the heavens and the earth.

The young man simply made a cursory gesture with his finger.

He clapped his hands in satisfaction, then looked up and addressed the Yin Sha disciples who were already intimidated.

"I hope you can reveal your identities as the masterminds behind the Yin Sha sect. I'm not a person who enjoys killing. Whether you are evil cultivators or people from some wicked sect, I don't care. I rarely kill people."

He pulled a chair out of his storage ring and lay down amidst the tense atmosphere.

He crossed his legs, spoke in a nonchalant tone, and his face was devoid of emotion.

“We’ve killed too many before, and now we’re tired of it. We’ll avoid killing if we can. You probably don’t want to die either, right? So I’ll give you two Yin Sha members a choice—”

"Either reveal the mastermind behind your Yin Sha to me, then go back to your hometown, go farm, or stay somewhere cool and peaceful."

"Either we cross that line—"

He pointed to the golden ravine he had casually created with his hand.

"I guarantee you'll come in alive, but you won't leave alive."

……

mad.

Too arrogant.

Almost everyone present had never seen such an arrogant person.

Even those scions of noble families, those who are used to being arrogant, probably wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words in front of so many Yin Sha disciples!

Who does he think he is?

Some of the Yin Sha disciples were furious, some sneered, and some were full of disdain.