664: Star Pavilion Master Xing Xiyao

"Damn it, Yang Haotian is truly insidious. Beauty, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

Yang Lingchen looked righteous and hated evil like poison.

Of course, Yang Lingchen was indeed very angry. His fate had been tormented for nine hundred and ninety-nine lifetimes, and it turned out to be nothing more than the other party's scheme.

Fortunately, he met Xing Xiyao today, otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died in the future.

"You, avenge me? You should worry about yourself first!"

Xing Xiyao sneered and said, "If my guess is correct, you should already be targeted by Yang Haotian. Once the last of your dao bodies is devoured, he will appear and swallow the final dao body in one go."

"Beauty, Yang Haotian is so ambitious, insidious, and malicious. Are you just going to let him go?" Yang Lingchen asked tentatively.

"Stinky brat! Do you want to live or die?" Xing Xiyao stared at Yang Lingchen with her beautiful eyes.

"Who wants to die when they can live?" Yang Lingchen said grumpily.

"This Seat needs to replenish blood qi. As long as there is enough blood qi, This Seat can recover my strength. At that time, a mere Yang Haotian will not be worth fearing." Xing Xiyao said.

"Is the blood qi inside this Altar not enough for you to recover?" Yang Lingchen asked in a deep voice.

"The blood qi inside this Altar is depleted. It was already difficult enough just to summon me awake. To recover my strength, I need a large amount of blood qi nourishment." Xing Xiyao said.

"Then what do I need to do?" Yang Lingchen asked in a deep voice.

"Kill people, keep killing people. At that time, This Seat will naturally absorb this blood qi into the crystal coffin." Xing Xiyao's eyes were filled with thick Killing Intent.

"This... I'm not a Devil King who kills people. I can't just kill everyone I see!" Yang Lingchen said.

"That is your business. If you don't want to die at the hands of Yang Haotian, then start a frantic slaughter!"

After Xing Xiyao finished speaking, a cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she continued, "This Seat needs to rest. Remember this: if I don't get blood qi, I will drain yours dry.

"I think your Pure Yang blood qi should be very helpful to me."

"There's no need for that, right? Isn't it enough if I kill?" Stared at coldly by Xing Xiyao, Yang Lingchen couldn't help but shiver.

"Smart move." After Xing Xiyao finished speaking, her body flashed and instantly submerged into the crystal coffin.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen quickly put the crystal coffin into the Haotian Yu Space, and then rapidly left the Altar.

"Damn it, why is there nothing inside here?" Yang Lingchen felt speechless inside.

"Of course there's nothing inside. This was just the place This Seat used for secluded cultivation back then! Even if there were good things, Yang Haotian would have taken them long ago." Xing Xiyao's voice entered Yang Lingchen's mind again.

"Then I should hurry up and leave! It would be troublesome if I ran into that guy Di Wuye."

Thinking of this, Yang Lingchen quickly sped toward the outside of the Ruins.

Along the way, he encountered many Cultivators. All of them were flying outwards, because there really weren't any good things in this space, so everyone was returning the way they came.

Yang Lingchen was not in a hurry; instead, he quietly hid among the crowd, lest he be discovered by Di Wuye.

"Zhou Zhixin, you despicable villain! To think you attacked my brother just for a Peak Heavenly Dao Realm Yao Beast inner core."

Just then, a familiar voice entered Yang Lingchen's ears.

Upon hearing the voice, Yang Lingchen frowned slightly, and immediately walked toward the direction of the voice.

"Feng Shanshan, the things I've spent on you over the years—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe them as priceless! And yet, you dare to pretend to be a White Lotus in front of me, refusing to let me take even the slightest advantage." Zhou Zhixin's eyes held a hint of viciousness, and his face gradually twisted.

Over these thousands of years, in order to pursue Feng Shanshan, he had spent his most precious possessions on her. Anything she set her eyes on, he would find a way to give her. To win Feng Shanshan's heart, he had exhausted millions of years of his savings.

But in the end, Feng Shanshan wouldn't let him take any advantage, which gradually made him lose his patience.

"Yes, you have been good to me over the years! But that was all voluntary on your part! I didn't force you to give them to me." Feng Shanshan said coldly.

"Very well. Since you dare to treat me, Zhou Zhixin, as a Massive Fool, today you will pay a bloody price." A cold murderous intent flashed in Zhou Zhixin's eyes.

"Zhou Zhixin, what do you want to do?"

Feng Dagang watched Zhou Zhixin vigilantly. Although he was already severely injured, he still tightly shielded his sister behind him.

"Brother Feng, let's be straightforward. As long as you hand over the Silver Horned Rhino's inner core, and let your sister Feng Shanshan accompany me for a hundred years, I might consider letting you both live." Zhou Zhixin curled his lips into an evil smile.

"Zhou Zhixin, dream on."

Feng Dagang's voice was strained. Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his mouth. "Shanshan, run! Don't worry about me."

"Brother, I'm not leaving."

A look of determination appeared on Feng Shanshan's face. Feng Dagang was the only family she had left; naturally, she couldn't selfishly abandon her brother.

"None of you will escape today." Zhou Zhixin snorted coldly. His figure leaped into the air, and a terrifying Palm Force slammed toward Feng Dagang.

Despair flashed in the eyes of Feng Dagang, who was already severely injured. Without hesitation, he immediately mobilized all his Divine Origin Power and rushed madly toward Zhou Zhixin.

"Brother, don't!"

Feng Shanshan cried out softly, swung the battle sword in her hand, and swiftly slashed toward Zhou Zhixin.

However, how could the siblings, whose cultivation level was only at the Heavenly Dao Realm Fifth Layer, be a match for Zhou Zhixin of the Heavenly Dao Realm Sixth Layer?

"Bang... Bang...!"

Following two crisp bangs, the siblings Feng Dagang and Feng Shanshan were directly blasted away by Zhou Zhixin's terrifying Palm Force.

Feng Dagang instantly lost his Combat Power and slumped onto the ground. Feng Shanshan was clearly better off, but she was also seriously injured.

"Feng Shanshan, you've received so many benefits from me, it's time for you to repay me."

Zhou Zhixin's face revealed a trace of Sinister Qi. He said, "As for your brother, if you serve me well, maybe I'll spare his dog life."

After speaking, Zhou Zhixin lunged toward Feng Shanshan again.

Facing the charging Zhou Zhixin, Feng Shanshan was completely despairing. She had never expected that Zhou Zhixin, who had always been gentle and refined in front of her, acting as a 'Lick Dog' character, could have such a brutal side.

Suddenly, a tall, upright figure appeared in front of Feng Shanshan and slammed a palm toward Zhou Zhixin.

"Stinky brat, since you're seeking death, I'll grant your wish."

Facing the suddenly appearing Yang Lingchen, Zhou Zhixin didn't take him seriously. Instead, he increased the force in his hand by a few points. The fierce Palm Force carried a frantic surge of Qi, seemingly intending to smash Yang Lingchen into pieces.

As for Feng Shanshan, who was originally engulfed in despair, the moment Yang Lingchen appeared, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Brother Yang, hurry and leave! Don't mind us." Feng Dagang said with difficulty.

Before the words were finished, Yang Lingchen's Palm Force, like overwhelming giant waves, instantly collided with Zhou Zhixin's Palm Force.

"Bang!"

"Pfft...!"

The instant the two forces intersected, Zhou Zhixin spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a stone pillar not far behind him.

"How is that possible? How can your strength be so great?"

Zhou Zhixin's eyes were filled with disbelief. He truly couldn't understand how a Cultivator at the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm could seriously injure him with a single palm strike.