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

"Destroy them!"

The Jiang family patriarchs shouted in unison, and the three of them struck forward with a palm. In an instant, thousands of ink characters, illuminated by the sacred golden light of the literary Dao, swept in like a storm.

here.

Yun Ping remained motionless, standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air. His blood-stained clothes billowed wildly in the wind and waves, and his black hair was disheveled in the downpour. His expression was utterly cold and indifferent.

Wendao.

He shook his head, a hint of disdain and mockery gradually appearing in his eyes.

He was absolutely not mocking literature itself, nor was he showing disdain for the countless ink characters.

hum~

Space loses its meaning at this moment.

The ink characters that filled the sky paused in mid-air, and the literary path that exuded unparalleled domineering majesty gradually restrained its sacred radiance, just as a fierce tiger withdrew its claws and teeth, suddenly revealing a look of fear.

The remaining Jiang family disciples looked up in astonishment. They didn't understand why the vast power of the Great Dao had suddenly stopped. Could it be that their ancestors had suddenly given up their killing intent?

Impossible. Yun Ping killed the head of the Jiang family, wiped out almost all the branch family heads, and crippled Jiang Tianyou and Jiang Huaru. As the patriarchs, it's impossible for them not to have murderous intentions towards Yun Ping.

But...why?

Why did it stop moving?

"Go there!!"

Even the Jiang family patriarch didn't understand why, but they once again circulated their spiritual energy, drawing upon the Great Dao of Emperor Wen, their killing intent palpable, intending to crush Yun Ping into dust with these thousands upon thousands of ink characters.

The literary path remains unmoved, the ink characters remain unmoved, and all sorts of mysteries remain unmoved as well.

Why? Why?

How could this be?

"Let's go back."

The young man's words fell slowly.

The next moment, the literary path, which was comparable to the heavens themselves among the great paths of the heavens, completely withdrew its brilliance. The ink characters, which concealed countless mysteries and possessed overwhelming power, slowly disintegrated into drops of ink, merging into the torrential rain and disappearing.

Dark clouds obscured the sun, and this world, like Yun Ping's pitch-black eyes, was once again enveloped by overwhelming darkness, as if...

It was as if Wen Dao had never appeared.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

—What is this? He just said such a simple sentence, and the Emperor Wen's Great Dao, which the three Jiang family patriarchs had painstakingly guided, was reversed?

They vanished completely, without a trace.

Why?

At this moment... the three patriarchs simultaneously recalled a sentence that Yun Ping had inadvertently uttered earlier.

"Trying to kill me with my own methods? You're courting death!"

My... Way?

The Great Way of Emperor Wen can never be easily abandoned; only those who have entered the Way of Wen can command it.

My... Way?

They considered a terrifying possibility.

Yes, only that person, that dead person, could possibly persuade Wendao to return with just a few words.

Only that person.

Emperor Wen of Xuanlei.

OMG!

The moment this thought popped into their minds, the three patriarchs were so terrified that they almost knelt down on the spot.

Emperor Wen is dead? This is indeed a fact that everyone agrees on, but at the moment, apart from Emperor Wen Xuan Lei, they can't think of any other answer.

That disdainful, dark gaze, that cold, god-like demeanor, that black hair fluttering wildly in the wind—

He is exactly the same as Emperor Xuan Lei, the legendary ruler who dominated the region during the Tianjue era and made a name for himself in that era!

My God!

"Is this all the tricks you have up your sleeve?"

Inside the arena, Yun Ping remained indifferent, as if what he had just done was nothing more than a simple matter.

Before the three elders could answer, Yun Ping suddenly appeared in front of them, raising the palm that had once crippled the Jiang family patriarch and killed several branch patriarchs of the Jiang family.

Upon seeing Yun Ping's swift and decisive killing intent, one of them immediately knelt down, begging for mercy with a face full of terror.

"Senior...please don't kill me! I just didn't recognize you for a moment and misspoke..."

Yun Ping completely ignored him and struck him directly on the forehead with a palm. Although he had no physical body at the moment, only a divine soul body composed of purple flames, Yun Ping's palm still twisted his body and shattered his limbs.

"Now you know to call me senior? Weren't you just calling me an ignorant brat and an arrogant brat?"

With a swift movement of his arm, his five fingers suddenly spread open, and rolling thunder erupted from his palm. He slammed down with a palm strike, as if a heavenly tribulation had descended upon the world. The strike pierced the skull of the Jiang family patriarch and then slammed into the Jiang family courtyard below, obliterating all the Jiang family buildings within a ten-mile radius.

"I've said it before, no matter who it is today, they won't be able to save the Jiang family!"

Yun Ping turned around and swept his foot across again. A crescent-shaped shockwave powerful enough to cleave space sliced ​​the other Jiang family patriarch in two from the waist down. The eerie purple flames danced wildly, but under the intense shockwave, they continued to show signs of decay and annihilation.

"If the head of the Jiang family is no good, then none of you are either!"

The gaze was fixed on the main hall of the Jiang family, where the three patriarchs of the Jiang family had appeared earlier.

Yun Ping waved his hand, and a terrifying bolt of lightning filled with an aura of annihilation appeared in his palm. He slammed it forward, shattering space and revealing a blackness that distorted vision and light to everyone. The lightning, erupting like a volcano, rushed towards the vast and magnificent Jiang family palace.

boom--

Dust flew everywhere.

In an instant, lightning struck the main hall and then the soil!

Bang bang bang!

The three ancient tombstones were blasted out, and Yun Ping suddenly flipped his hand, using a powerful attraction to pull the three tombstones in front of him.

Upon seeing these three tombstones, the eyes of the Jiang family patriarch were filled with fear.

Because those are their lifeblood, their origin. Their physical bodies have long since vanished, and they are only barely surviving in the world as divine souls thanks to the three tombstones. If these three tombstones are destroyed, their divine souls will also disappear completely.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Faced with the threat of death, the three could no longer endure it. They once again exerted all their strength and charged towards Yunping like madmen.

"Fight? What right do you have to fight me?!"

Boom boom boom!

Yun Ping swiftly delivered three kicks, sending the three Jiang family patriarchs flying backward like kites with broken strings. They could only watch helplessly as Yun Ping took control of the tombstones that housed their souls.

"Do not!!"

Yunping paid no heed to the wailing.

He clenched his fist, and with a snap, countless cracks appeared on the tombstone.

What followed was utter collapse.

bang bang bang...

The ancient tombstone was blasted into dust, leaving not even a single decent stone behind.

Meanwhile, the souls of the three Jiang family patriarchs twisted rapidly, and an invisible transparent dot appeared on their chests. Amidst boundless pain, their souls transformed into spiral ellipses, spinning rapidly before being sucked into the transparent dot.

Ultimately, it disappeared.

died.

are dead.

After doing all this, Yunping looked down once more at the enormous Jiang family estate.

He raised his hand, and the terrifying spiritual energy that could destroy the Jiang family countless times once again condensed in his palm.

This time, everyone knew that no one could stop him.

Jiang Tianyou is no good.

Han Qingfeng is no good.

Neither the head of the Chiang family nor the Chiang family patriarch are acceptable.

No one will do.

They're all dead, all useless. They were all once high and mighty, arrogant and domineering, relying on their power and strength... They're either dead or completely crippled.

Jiang Huaru knelt, and Jiang Tianyou knelt as well. Neither of them died, but the former had her spiritual root ripped out, leaving her with only fifteen meridians, while the latter had all his bones shattered and his spiritual root crushed.

They were the ones who mocked Yuntian Academy as a useless academy and looked down on Yunping, and now, they are the ones who have been crippled.

They remembered that Jiang Shengxuan and Jiang Qinghua seemed to still be recuperating at the Jiang family home, but what could they do? Could they go and rescue them?

There's no saving them, just like Yunping said, no one can save them.

Just at this moment, yes, at this moment—Jiang Tianyou and Jiang Huaru recalled Jiang Yuetian's words.

Such sincere words...

Prepare for the worst.

He had warned them long ago, but unfortunately... they didn't listen.

The young man, standing tall in the sky like a proud and aloof blade, raised his palm high, which was filled with destructive spiritual energy. The sound was amplified countless times and resounded throughout the entire Extreme Heaven Domain!

"From this day forward, the Extreme Heaven Domain will consist of only five extremes—"

Immediately, he chopped down with his palm.

Boundless white light rose in the central area of ​​the extreme heavens.

It was a radiant light, like the sun descending, that enveloped this dark place.