The O Yang Clan was located at the far north of the Trading Island. Though they were one of the five controlling forces, their overall capabilities were the weakest. Of course, this weakness was relative to the other four Clans. They were still able to look down on the Trading Island.
It was already afternoon. The giant Sun was shedding down warm light that pierced through the trees and lit up the forest.
Ling Xian squinted his eyes and laid on a thick tree branch, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.
After ten days of trekking, he had arrived at the northernmost part of the Trading Island. The distance between him and the O Yang Clan was at most an hour.
Therefore, he decided to rest here for a bit. After all, in the past two months, he had traveled all over the Trading Island. Though he was not tired, fighting against two different worlds made him tired mentally.
"Phew … this feeling sure is satisfying."
A faint smile appeared on Ling Xian's lips. His entire being suddenly turned lazy, as if he didn't want to move at all. However, he knew very well that he had a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders. Even if he wanted to enjoy his time, he would have to wait until he understood everything.
"I will wait a little longer. After I take care of the Bai Clan, I will travel around the 36 islands and enjoy the scenery. Then, I will return to the nine continents." Ling Xian faintly grinned and closed his eyes. He planned on resting for half an hour before making his move.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps arose from the forest. Based on the direction of the footsteps, it seemed like they were heading towards him.
"Hmm?"
Ling Xian frowned and mumbled to himself, "The footsteps are messy and rushed. They are not flying. It seems like they are in trouble."
As he spoke, two silhouettes dashed out from the bushes before him. Their robes were dyed in blood. Their steps were staggering and they looked very exhausted. Not far behind them, many black silhouettes were chasing after them. Cold killer's intent seeped out of their bodies. Not only was it not canceled out by the warm sunlight, but it also caused the temperature in the area to drop.
"So they are being chased after …"
As the silhouettes got closer, Ling Xian frowned and saw the two silhouettes clearly. They were a man and a woman. The man was a middle-aged man with big eyes and thick brows. The woman was a beautiful young woman.
The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he staggered. His black robe was stained with blood, and it was obvious that his injuries were not light. The woman was also covered in blood, and her eyes were dim. However, perhaps because she was protected by a man, her injuries were obviously much lighter.
However, judging from their current situation, it was obvious that they would not be able to escape.
The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman clearly realized this as well, and their faces were filled with deep sorrow.
"Uncle Yong, don't worry about Wan Er. With your abilities, if you put your life on the line, you should be able to escape." The beautiful woman was full of despair. Her gem-like eyes were lifeless.
"Cough, cough …"
The man called Uncle Yong coughed out two mouthfuls of blood. He then forced a smile and comforted, "Miss, my life was saved by the leader. Why would I ignore your life and run away alone?"
"But, if you don't run, we will both die here." Wan 'er's face was as white as paper, and her voice was shaking.
"Sigh …"
Uncle Yong sighed deeply as hopelessness flashed across his determined face, "If I had tried my best to run in the beginning, then I might have had a chance to escape. But now, I am already heavily injured. There is no way I will be able to escape. "
Hearing this, Wan Er's face turned even paler and her heart was full of hopelessness.
Just as the two of them were talking, the silhouettes behind them were closing in at a fast speed. Their killer's intent poured out like a tidal wave, making the two of them shudder.
"Dammit, are we really going to die here?"
Sensing the enemies getting closer, Uncle Yong clenched his teeth. His heart was full of unwillingness and hopelessness. Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly saw Ling Xian, who was standing on top of a tree. His expression turned joyful as if he had just seen his savior. He shouted, "Friend, please help me. After this, I will thank you greatly!"
"Thank you greatly?" Ling Xian shook his head with a smile. He continued to lean against the tree and had no intention of helping.
He knew very well of the Taoism community's environment. To put it bluntly, this world was filled with murders, robberies, and other evil events. If he saved everyone he met and intervened when something happened, then what would he be? A living Buddha who saved people from suffering?
He was not that kind.
On top of that, though the two of them were wearing bloodstained robes, they looked like the victims. However, this was only on the surface. Who knows which of the two parties was at fault?
Therefore, he had no intention of helping.
Seeing that Ling Xian had no intention of helping, Uncle Yong felt even more hopeless. The woman's face was turning paler and paler. She was losing her balance.
"Haha, go and die!"
A man in black laughed out loud. The long sword in his hand pierced through the air and headed straight for the middle-aged man's neck. It was as if he wanted to pierce through his neck.
"Get the f! ck out of my way!"
Feeling the killer's intent behind him, Uncle Yong suppressed his boiling blood and turned around. His foundational Qi poured out of him and deflected the sword.
Sadly, if he wasn't injured, perhaps he could have fought evenly against this man. But at this moment, he was already heavily injured. Even if he blocked this sword strike, he was still forced back a few steps by the counterforce and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Uncle Yong!"
Wan Er lost her composure and ran to Uncle Yong. Seeing that he wasn't dead, she sighed in relief. Very quickly, however, she chuckled. What was the point of not dying now? Sooner or later, she would die in the hands of these people.
"Ehem, ehem …"
Uncle Yong puked out more blood. He knew that he was going to die here today, but he didn't want this woman to die. He struggled to shift his gaze towards Ling Xian and stuttered, "Your excellency, she is the daughter of the O Yang Clan Leader. If you save her, the O Yang Clan will repay you well."
Ling Xian frowned and was about to open his mouth to ask something, but he was interrupted by the man who attacked before.
"Hehe, so what you are from the O Yang Clan? You can't even protect yourself and you dare to make promises? "
The leader in black snickered and shifted his gaze onto Ling Xian. Using a threatening tone, he said, "Your excellency, let me give you a piece of advice. Stay where you are and don't get involved in this mess. You dare to interfere with the Bai Clan's business? Even if you have 100 lives, it won't be enough. "
"The Bai Clan?"
Ling Xian frowned. He was smart and immediately guessed what was going on. His heart dropped.
The leader said he was from the Bai Clan, and the middle-aged man said he was from the O Yang Clan. Therefore, the situation was obvious.
The Bai Clan had made a move against the O Yang Clan, the weakest of the five controlling forces.
This made Ling Xian's heart drop, but it also confirmed his guess. Even though the O Yang Clan was weaker than the other clans, it had been around for thousands of years and was not a pushover. Even the powerful Bai Clan could not easily send out troops to attack them.
Yet what was happening before him clearly represented one thing. The Bai Clan had truly made a move against the O Yang Clan. There was only one possibility, and that was the Bai Clan received help from the mysterious House. Or else, why would they send troops to invade?
"The mysterious House probably got wind of this. That's why they sent so many troops to wipe out the O Yang Clan." Ling Xian frowned, feeling a huge amount of pressure.
Just how powerful the mysterious House was, he didn't know. But he was certain of one thing. If the O Yang Clan was wiped out, then the power on his side would be greatly diminished. When that happens, his chance of winning against the mysterious House would be much smaller.
"Aye, it looks like I have to make a move."
Ling Xian sighed. He originally didn't plan on getting involved. But since the woman's surname was O Yang and the person who was after them was named Bai, then no matter what, he had to make a move.
After all, the O Yang Clan was his potential ally, and the Bai Clan was his enemy.
"Heh, smart fella."
Seeing that Ling Xian wasn't speaking for a long time, the man in black thought he was scared of the Bai Clan. Therefore, he became more arrogant.
Uncle Yong and O Yang Wan Er, on the other hand, were completely hopeless. As they cursed at Ling Xian for being a coward, they unclenched their fists and gave up resisting.
"Hehe, accept your death."
The man in black snickered and walked before the two of them. He said proudly, "Don't worry, the O Yang Clan can't hold on much longer. Soon, someone will accompany you. You won't be lonely on the road to hell."
Then, he raised the sword in his hand. Murderous intent swirled around it as he slashed down towards the two!
Instantly, the two of them chuckled and glared at Ling Xian. It was as if they wanted to remember this person who didn't want to save them. However, they were instantly stunned by what they saw.
Because the two of them saw Ling Xian appear before them in an instant. Then, he extended two fingers and clamped onto the cold sword.
"I never said I wouldn't interfere."
Ling Xian's expression was emotionless as he glared at the man. Then, his two fingers moved.
Crack!
After a crisp noise, the sword, before everyone's shocked gaze, broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
Instantly, everyone froze.
The man in black, in particular, revealed a look of awe. He quickly retreated and shouted, "Young man, you dare to interfere with the Bai Clan's business? Are you tired of living? "
"The Bai Clan?"
The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up into a cold and sarcastic smile. Ever since he agreed to help Bai Xiao Qi, he was destined to stand on the opposite side of the Second Elder.
In other words, he and the Second Elder of the Bai Clan were in a state where only one of them could survive. Therefore, why would he be afraid of the Bai Clan?
"Accept your death."
After that, Ling Xian's expression was calm as he casually flapped around his sleeve. There was no heavenly light pouring out and no terrifying Qi howling. He simply flapped around his sleeve, gently and slowly.
Then, everyone saw a scene they will never forget.
They saw the man in black suddenly reveal a look of hopelessness. His body softly collapsed onto the ground and he breathed his last. His widened eyes were filled with shock and despair.
Instantly, everyone's face was full of awe. The way they looked at Ling Xian was full of disbelief.
He simply flapped around his sleeve and he died?
Just how capable did he have to be to do that?!
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