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

Jiang Haixun's sarcastic and mocking words still seemed to echo in my ears.

Jiang Tianyou's resolute killing intent seemed to still be dancing wildly in the sky.

When the Jiang and Han families saw the so-called dean of Yuntian Academy appear, they both burst out laughing.

Now, people are speechless.

Quiet.

Utter silence.

Darkness enveloped the sun, the sky was gray and white, and a fierce wind swept in, making three thousand black silks dance wildly.

The young man in white stood before Jiang Tianyou. This former Nascent Soul stage expert, second only to the emperor and above all others, and the branch patriarch of the Jiang family, one of the Six Extremes, was now kneeling before Yunping like a stray dog. His legs were a bloody mess, his face was smashed, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and he was only breathing faintly.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Tianyou was crippled and Jiang Haixun was dead. The Jiang family, who could make the entire Tianyu tremble with a stomp of their feet in the Jitianyu, were crushed like clay chickens and earthenware dogs!

"You bastard! You actually dared to lay a hand on the Jiang family!"

Han Qingfeng was furious. He and Jiang Tianyou were sworn brothers. Seeing Jiang Tianyou in such a miserable state, he immediately unleashed his spiritual energy, intending to fight Yun Ping to the death.

Amidst the raging sword energy, Yun Ping turned to the side and glanced casually at the sharp sword slashing towards him.

An explosive killing intent suddenly burst forth from his deep, dark eyes. His expression remained unchanged, his arms were not raised, but his lips parted slightly, and in an instant, a vast sound that shook the heavens emanated from his mouth.

"Get out of my way!!"

With a single sound.

The sound was powerful and majestic, like the sound of a great bell that pierced through the soul. Centered on Yunping, all living beings within a radius of ten miles showed a stunned expression at this moment, and waves of spatial distortion appeared in the sky, as if it was about to be torn apart.

And what about Han Qingfeng?

Pfft!

When his spiritual energy was completely depleted, he suddenly knelt on the ground, and countless bloody gashes suddenly appeared all over his body, from which a large amount of blood gushed out.

The Heavenly Grade Magic Weapon Spirit Sword in his hand emitted a violent mournful cry, and then completely turned into dust and shattered into scrap iron in a terrifying shock. Han Qingfeng's eyes were glazed over, his white hair was disheveled, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.

What about the soul?

Gone.

Han Qingfeng's soul had been completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace.

—He died.

His soul was shattered by the power and influence evoked by Yun Ping's words, and he died completely!

Yun Ping slowly stepped forward, his cold gaze mercilessly sweeping over Han Qingfeng, whose body was now just a mangled shell and whose soul had been scattered. With a slight flick of his right hand, the body of the third elder of the Han family instantly turned into dust, which flew into the air.

It's that simple.

“I didn’t intend to kill anyone other than the Jiang family, but if you’re so ungrateful and still want to get involved, I don’t mind.”

The low, somber words drifted through the air.

Fear, like a rapidly spreading plague, has taken root in everyone's heart.

Yunping returned to Jiang Tianyou, looked at the dying Jiang Tianyou who was clinging to life with only his last bit of spiritual energy, and coldly uttered a sentence to him.

"Call someone."

His words were completely incomprehensible to Jiang Tianyou, who still retained a sliver of consciousness.

Seeing that Jiang Tianyou did not answer, Yun Ping turned around, his gaze falling on one of the Jiang family cultivators, his right hand twisting rapidly as if he had grasped something.

The next instant, the cultivator felt a dizzying sensation and suddenly found himself standing before the clouds.

He was stared at by those cold and ruthless eyes, and he heard Yunping repeat his words again.

"Call someone."

"Call...call who?"

The Jiang family cultivator was so frightened that he could barely speak, his whole body radiating coldness, and all the muscles in his body were clenching together in a fierce struggle.

"Bring out all the members of your Jiang family!"

For some reason, perhaps he was too frightened to speak, he mumbled, "Why...why...why do I need to scream?"

Yunping glanced at him, his expression indifferent.

"kill."

kill……?

Before the cultivator could react, Yun Ping's figure flashed and disappeared from his sight.

When it reappeared, it was already ten meters away.

With a swift movement, he struck a Jiang family cultivator in the chest. The man didn't even have a chance to groan before his face darkened, his body trembled violently, and blood gushed from all his orifices, leaving him paralyzed in a pool of blood.

"I gave you three days, but you didn't cherish them. Instead, you stayed here to wait for death. Blame it on your Jiang family for being too arrogant. Did you really think I couldn't wipe out your entire family?!"

He turned around and struck another Jiang family cultivator who was charging at him in anger. The blow shattered the man's body into dust, leaving only ashes, and blood gushed out like a spring, splattering across the ground.

Bathed in blood, Yunping's white shirt was no longer as white as snow, but as white as blood!

Clad in a crimson robe, he turned his head coldly, his ruthless demeanor like that of a bloodthirsty god of death. In an instant, all the cultivators present felt an unparalleled fear.

"Run! Run, run, run, run!"

They started running, frantically trying to escape!

They regretted it; they started to regret it.

They regretted coming to face Yunping, regretted not taking Yunping seriously from the beginning, and regretted not leaving sooner!

But it was all too late.

"No one is allowed to run without my orders!"

Time stood still.

The overwhelming power that shook the earth echoed all around. Those who were running, trying to escape, summoning magical artifacts, or casting spells... all the cultivators, including those from the Jiang and Han families, stopped in their tracks, unable to move.

No one knew what was going on, but the next second, they heard muffled groans.

"Kneel down and await your death! Let those arrogant members of the Chiang family see who is responsible for your current state!"

Boom!

Thousands of cultivators knelt down in unison!

The earth trembled violently at the sound of them kneeling, and blood flowed from the broken and fractured legs of each cultivator, forming a blood-red river that dyed the pale green plain crimson.

Only two people did not kneel down.

One was the Jiang family cultivator whom Yun Ping had captured earlier, and the other was the Han family cultivator whose face was filled with terror and whose legs were trembling.

A murderous gaze swept over the two men, and Yun Ping shouted sternly, "Why aren't you calling for help? If you don't bring your family members over, you'll both die right here!"

The two were stunned.

Before them lay the crushing defeat of the Jiang and Han families, the two overlords of the Extreme Heaven Domain… This scene made them begin to wonder if they had gone mad.

Seeing them stunned, both the cultivators from the Jiang family and the Han family began to wail desperately.

"Quickly, go and call for help! Quickly, call the patriarch! Quickly, call the elders!"

"Quickly go and fetch the patriarch! If he doesn't come soon, we're all going to die here!"

"What are you standing there for? Go and fetch the patriarch and the others to deal with this wretched child!!"

They are the only saviors. Only if they can quickly invite the heads of the Jiang and Han families can these cultivators possibly escape from the clutches of this demon!

Before the two could even set off, a loud shout came from inside the Jiang family courtyard.

"You scoundrel, how dare you lay a hand on someone from my Jiang family!!"

At this moment, many people suddenly appeared from all directions. Without exception, they were all wearing the purple and white Taoist robes of the Jiang family, and towering purple flames ignited in the sky.

In an instant, the faces of the Jiang family cultivators were filled with joy, and their hopeful gazes were all directed at the figure who was walking on air, standing in the sky, looking down on the earth as if he were a king.

That was the head of the Jiang family, a powerful figure who had reached the realm of sainthood!

The patriarch has arrived! Their savior has arrived!

Not only the head of the Jiang family, but also the five branch elders of the Jiang family, led by Jiang Huaru, all came, along with hundreds and thousands of elite disciples of the Jiang family, who surrounded Yunping in a ring.

When Jiang Huaru saw Yun Ping, her expression changed drastically. And when she saw Jiang Tianyou kneeling on the ground, on the verge of death, her anger erupted uncontrollably. "You demon, how could you treat my third brother so cruelly!"

Yun Ping glanced at Jiang Huaru indifferently, his tone quite calm: "Don't worry, you'll be the same soon."

"you……!"

Jiang Huaru was instantly enraged. She glared at Yun Ping angrily, her spiritual energy surging wildly within her body.

Before she could make a move, the man exuding the aura of a saint spoke in a deep voice.

"Are you the dean of Yuntian Academy?"

"So what?"

The head of the Jiang family glanced at Jiang Tianyou, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. "Why are you targeting my Jiang family like this?"

"What? Now you want to reason with me?"

Yun Ping flicked his sleeve, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "When you allowed your Jiang family members to injure my disciple, did you ever think about reasoning with me, the dean?"

"When your Jiang family made a bet with me, lost, and then broke your promise by forcibly taking Jiang Yuetian away, did you ever think about reasoning with me?"

"In the end, you guys are just taking advantage of your family's wealth and power to do whatever you want."

After hearing Yun Ping's words, Jiang Huaru's face turned cold, and she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, "Tell me, when did anyone in the Jiang family ever make a bet with you?"

Yun Ping narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Huaru's face with great interest. "What do you mean? Are you planning to renege on your promise?"

"Admit it?" Jiang Huaru sneered. "If you have no evidence to prove that you made a bet with our Jiang family, then how can you say that our Jiang family broke its promise? Besides, Jiang Yuetian is a member of our Jiang family. What's wrong with bringing him back?"

evidence?

When Yunping and Jiang Huaru made their bet, it was only a verbal one, and no written agreement was left.

In other words, if Yunping were to produce evidence, he really wouldn't.

He never imagined that Jiang Huaru could be so shameless.