176: Chapter 176 is definitely not going to survive.

"Clang!"

Yang Yan was shaken by the opponent's strike, stumbling back dozens of steps before barely steadying his figure.

"Damn it, they're actually playing a war of attrition!" Yang Yan's brows knitted together, his expression growing increasingly grave.

He seized the gap in the opponent's Move recovery.

He abruptly poured all the Spiritual Qi within his body into his long saber.

Immediately after, he swung his saber in a horizontal sweep, the Saber Qi shooting directly at the other members of the Formation.

However, the moment the Saber Qi touched the edge of the Formation, it was bounced back by an invisible barrier of black Qi.

The impact force caused him to stagger back several steps himself.

"Oh ho, this Formation is actually this tough!" A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Yan's eyes.

He then immediately locked his gaze onto the person nearby who had lost an arm.

Perhaps this was the only Breakthrough point for him to break the Formation.

Haste makes waste; he had to wait for the best opportunity.

No sooner had the thought fallen than another person in the Formation swung their saber and attacked.

It came straight for his face.

Since he already had a strategy to break the Formation in mind, the only thing to do now was to defend steadily and wait for a change.

"Clang!"

As the long sabers collided, sparks flew, and Yang Yan was sent flying again.

With these successive rounds of attacks, the blood and Qi within his body surged endlessly, and his breathing became somewhat chaotic.

"Damn it, that one-armed guy is actually going last!" Yang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes significantly.

His expression changed abruptly, and he roared at the group: "Damn, you guys actually still have your consciousness?!"

Xiong Da, who had previously been empowered by the black Qi, had been crazed and lost his mind.

But these eight people before him had orderly Moves and coordinated tacitly; they clearly retained their clear consciousness.

"What makes you think we don't have consciousness?" one person in the Formation said coldly.

"Fine, fine, fine. Since you want to play like this, I'll accompany you to the end!" Yang Yan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The opponent not only had greatly increased strength but could also remain clear-headed.

This was much harder to deal with than the Xiong Da he had faced before.

If Xiong Da hadn't lost his mind back then, he would never have had the chance to escape.

Now that things had reached this point, he could only endure.

Yang Yan suppressed the restlessness in his heart, remaining on strict guard on the surface.

Secretly, however, he was gathering his Spiritual Qi, concentrating all his strength into his Dantian.

Whether he could survive this battle depended on this final effort.

Finally, it was the turn of the one-armed man to enter the fray.

He held his saber with one hand, black Qi swirling around him.

Although he was missing an arm, his Aura did not diminish in the slightest.

He slashed down, the wind whistling, aiming straight for Yang Yan's vital points.

"Hmph, missing an arm, do you think I'm still afraid of you?" A sharp light flashed in Yang Yan's eyes.

No longer just defending, his figure suddenly accelerated.

He circled behind the one-armed man and slashed down.

"Clang!"

The one-armed man reacted extremely quickly, turning around instantly.

He used his long saber to forcefully block this fatal blow.

"So you really do have consciousness." Yang Yan's brows furrowed even tighter.

Once the one-armed man returned to his position, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to break the Formation.

He absolutely could not let him go back!

"Clang—"

Yang Yan swung his saber again, every strike fatal.

He entangled the one-armed man tightly, not giving him any chance to return to his position.

The two fought together, the sound of sabers ringing incessantly.

Black Qi and white light intertwined and collided, the momentum growing increasingly grand.

Little did they know, the Village Chief was already standing outside the Formation at this moment.

He watched the fighting within the Formation with a gloomy face, the Aura around him growing colder.

"What are these bastards doing?" the Village Chief snapped in a low voice.

"If they keep fighting so recklessly and disturb the Old Ancestor's slumber, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

This village was not large to begin with, and such intense commotion...

It wouldn't take long for it to reach the ears of the Old Ancestor.

The Old Ancestor had a violent temper; if awakened, all of them would be punished.

"Your battle, you had better end it as quickly as possible!" The Village Chief's gaze swept over everyone in the Formation.

He said coldly, "Since he has already discovered the village's secret, there is no point in keeping him alive. Finish it quickly!"

"Yes, Village Chief!" everyone in the Formation replied in unison.

Their offensive became increasingly fierce.

Hearing the Village Chief's words, a long-lost smile appeared on Yang Yan's face.

He teased the one-armed man in front of him: "Hey, don't forget, you're still fighting with me right now!"

He seized the moment the one-armed man was experiencing a Divided Soul, and exerted force with his long saber.

"Clang—"

A flash of white light streaked by, the Saber Qi shooting straight at the opponent's chest.

The one-armed man was already half a beat slow because of his Divided Soul.

Caught off guard, he was sent flying by the saber strike, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Hehe, strike while the iron is hot!" The killing intent in Yang Yan's eyes surged, and his figure flashed.

He quickly caught up to the fallen one-armed man and raised his long saber.

He shouted sternly: "Die!"

"Splat!"

As the long saber fell, the one-armed man's only remaining arm was also forcefully severed.

Black-red blood gushed out.

"Now, are you comfortable?" Yang Yan's eyes were cold.

Without showing any mercy, he struck again, completely ending the one-armed man's life.

Just as the one-armed man fell to the ground.

The Formation set up by those eight people suddenly fell into chaos, the black Qi barrier dissipated instantly, and the Formation completely collapsed.

"Without the Formation's empowerment, let's see how you can still be arrogant! Today, it's my turn to slaughter you all!" The anger that had been pent up in Yang Yan's heart finally erupted completely.

He let out a roar, his upper garment bursting open from the surging Spiritual Qi within his body.

Revealing muscles with smooth lines and full of explosive power.

"Die!"

Swinging his long saber, the Saber Qi whistled out.

Instantly ending the life of one of them.

The remaining six no longer had their previous arrogance.

They all knelt towards the Village Chief, begging for help: "Village Chief, save us! Village Chief, quickly save us!"

The Village Chief's face was livid as he walked towards Yang Yan step by step.

He scolded sternly: "Young man, I kindly brought you back to the village to settle you in, treating you well, yet you, on the contrary, actually dare to slaughter wantonly in my village and harm my villagers!"

"Hahahaha!" Yang Yan laughed loudly.

"You call this a village? Everyone has the cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, and everyone has ulterior motives. Who are you trying to fool?"

He looked down at his well-developed muscles and felt secretly annoyed in his heart.

Sure enough, his brain was too simple!

"Hmph, who told you that people in a village can't Cultivate?" The Village Chief snorted coldly.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame this old man for being impolite!"

"Tsk, you call this normal Cultivation?" Yang Yan sneered.

His figure already in motion, he gripped his long saber and slashed fiercely at the Village Chief.

"Clang!"

The Village Chief naturally was not one to show weakness, taking out a pitch-black long saber.

He forcefully blocked Yang Yan's attack.

"Kid, let me show you the power of my Demon Blood Blade!" The Village Chief shouted loudly.

He exerted force with the Demon Blood Blade in his hand, and a bone-chilling, cold black Qi spread along the long saber.

Shooting straight at Yang Yan's arm.

The two long sabers collided violently, and the Saber Qi scattered.

It caused surrounding tree branches to fly everywhere, and the ground was slashed with dense gullies.

"The Village Chief is so strong!" The six survivors nearby had bright eyes and quickly shouted to cheer him on.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two traded blows, the fighting becoming increasingly intense.

Every collision was accompanied by a thunderous roar.

The houses in the village were affected by the energy of the two, collapsing in patches, and dust filled the air.

"I didn't expect that an Inner Sect Disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect would have such powerful strength." The Village Chief's brows were locked tight, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

He had originally thought that dealing with a young kid would be as easy as flipping his palm.

But he hadn't expected that Yang Yan's strength would far exceed his expectations.

"Hehe, do you think the head of the Inner Sect of the Tyrant Blade Sect is so easy to become?" Yang Yan chuckled.

His talent was naturally outstanding.

"Interesting, really interesting." The Village Chief raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't expect that a kid I brought back casually would be a person of innate talent. If I offer you to the Old Ancestor, he will surely be greatly pleased, and when that time comes, the benefits I receive will naturally not be lacking!"

The stronger the talent, the greater the benefit to the Old Ancestor.

"Old geezer, count it as me being blind to have easily believed your nonsense!" The killing intent in Yang Yan's eyes surged.

He swung his long saber again, the momentum of the blade even fiercer than before.

"Today, I will act on behalf of heaven and destroy this evil village of yours!"

"Clang—"

The two's fighting became increasingly tragic, the black Qi of the Demon Blood Blade and the white light of Yang Yan's long saber intertwining and colliding.

The entire village trembled violently under the energy of the two.

The Village Chief gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He complained secretly in his heart: "This old man has no time to waste with you, kid!"

His old bones simply couldn't outlast this young, strong man, Yang Yan.

To win, he could only ask the Old Ancestor for help.

"Old Ancestor, please grant me power!" The Village Chief shouted loudly, his voice resonant.

It spread deep into the underground of the village.

Now that things had reached this point, even if it would disturb the Old Ancestor's slumber, he had no other choice.

A moment later.

An aged voice came from deep underground.

"Hmm? You dare to disturb this Old Ancestor's slumber? What is your crime?!"

"Old Ancestor, spare me! Old Ancestor, spare me!" The Village Chief, while struggling to block Yang Yan's attacks, hurriedly begged for mercy towards the ground.

"An outsider has broken into our village and wants to destroy our whole village. Please, Old Ancestor, take action to save us!"

The underground fell into a brief silence.

Immediately after, the aged voice sounded again.

"Who is so bold as to disturb my peaceful dream and even wants to destroy my people? Damn it!"

A black energy, dense to the extreme, surged out from the ground and injected into the Village Chief's body.

The Village Chief's Aura instantly surged, and the black Qi around his body became increasingly thick.

Even his eyes became increasingly violent.

"This Physical Body is barely usable, it's just too old; it can't even exert thirty percent of its power."

The Village Chief looked down at his hands, his tone becoming hoarse and eerie; it was no longer his own voice.

Yang Yan's brows were locked tight, and his heart skipped a beat: "Possession?!"

The Village Chief ignored his surprise and raised his hand, delivering a palm strike.

The palm print condensed from black Qi carried the power of destroying heaven and earth as it slapped towards Yang Yan.

"Bang!"

Yang Yan had no time to defend at all, and his whole person was hit by the palm print and sent flying backward.

He flew a long way, smashing into a deep pit, his Aura instantly withering.

"Damn, what the hell is that?" A surprised male voice came, breaking the surrounding deathly silence.

"Master, it seems like someone fell from the sky and smashed into the pit." Another crisp female voice sounded.

"Looking at this commotion, he definitely won't survive. Let's not meddle in other people's business and take a detour!" The man's voice came again.

The three people speaking were none other than Xiang Tian, Frog Fairy, and Xiang Liu.

They happened to be passing by this place.

"This person must have flown over from the village ahead." Xiang Tian raised his eyes to look at the village in the distance, which was filled with smoke and dust, and raised his brows slightly.

"It seems we cannot go to that village to stay."

Saying this, he prepared to turn and leave with Frog Fairy and Xiang Liu.

"Since you've come, don't even think about leaving."

Just at this moment.

The Village Chief's figure appeared in front of the three, his eyes staring greedily at Xiang Tian and the others.

The drool at the corner of his mouth was almost falling.

The blood and Qi of outsiders were purer; to him, they were much more delicious than these Cultivators in the village.

This was beyond doubt.

"Old geezer, looking at you like this, do you want to eat us?" Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow.

He shielded Frog Fairy and Xiang Liu behind him.

"Master, I really don't like the Aura on him." Frog Fairy tugged tightly on Xiang Tian's arm.

"That's right, I don't like it either. This Aura is full of slaughter and evil." Xiang Liu also nodded gently.

"You don't like this old man, but this old man likes you all very much." The Village Chief gave an eerie laugh.

He extended his palm, which rapidly grew larger under the empowerment of the black Qi.

Carrying an Aura that blotted out the sky and sun, it grabbed towards Xiang Tian and the others.

"Obediently let this old man eat you, and this old man will give you a quick end!"

"Wishful thinking!" Xiang Tian shouted coldly.

Reacting extremely quickly, he grabbed one with each arm and suddenly accelerated.

Instantly, he took Frog Fairy and Xiang Liu and dodged this fatal grab.

"Xiaoxian, go back first. Wait until I deal with this old geezer, then I'll call you out." Xiang Tian frowned.

He could feel that the strength of this old geezer in front of him was extremely formidable, definitely not something he could contend with at the moment.

With a thought, he brought Frog Fairy into the System space.

"Hmm? One actually disappeared?" The Village Chief's brows were locked tight, his eyes full of surprise.

Then he became even more greedy, "It doesn't matter, one less, there are still two; enough for this old man to pad his stomach!"

"Don't run anymore, obediently let this Old Ancestor eat you; resistance is useless!" The Village Chief swung another palm strike.

The black Qi palm print was magnificent in momentum, shooting straight at Xiang Tian and Xiang Liu.

Xiang Tian dared not be the slightest bit negligent, his figure accelerating again.

"Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles" was unleashed again, his figure weaving through the black Qi palm print.

"This speed, it's actually this fast?" The Village Chief's brows furrowed even tighter.

Xiang Tian's cultivation was clearly not top-notch.

But this speed far exceeded that of Cultivators of the same rank.