Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

”You wretched beast! You insist on compounding your mistakes!”

Elder Yao roared.

However, while he was powerful, he was a Pharmacist and lacked any real combat experience. He could only watch helplessly as Wang Qianhe moved in for the kill on Yang Xiao.

The same was true for Cheng Boxuan.

And for the few Great Pharmacists nearby.

Although their cultivation levels were decent, their minds were entirely focused on pill refinement. Their Combat Power may not have been weak, but they were sorely lacking in experience and awareness.

They were simply too late to help.

As for Yang Zhentian, his presence was locked in a struggle with Ye Zongling’s.

And Ye Lingtian? He couldn’t wait for Yang Xiao to die. Why would he save him?

No matter how you looked at it, Yang Xiao’s death seemed certain.

”Die! Once you’re dead, I’ll still be the most talented person in the Purple Sun Sect’s Medicine Peak lineage!”

Wang Qianhe sneered viciously.

His character was vicious and vile, but he was skilled at reading people. At the very least, he understood Elder Yao’s mind completely.

If he really did manage to kill Yang Xiao, then perhaps Elder Yao, just as he’d predicted, wouldn’t be able to bring himself to kill him.

However, that was all predicated on him actually killing Yang Xiao.

Unfortunately for him, he had miscalculated.

Was Yang Xiao really someone he could kill so easily?

”Star True Flame, Gathering Essence!”

Just as Wang Qianhe’s palm descended, about to strike Yang Xiao dead, Yang Xiao suddenly gave a low cry.

He raised his hand and pointed a finger.

An incomparably brilliant light gathered at Yang Xiao’s fingertip, like incandescent starlight, before shooting through the air.

It shot toward the center of Wang Qianhe’s brow.

”This is bad! What is this Finger Force? It can actually kill me?”

Wang Qianhe’s expression changed instantly.

He dodged instinctively.

In that same moment, Yang Xiao dodged back several steps, moving to stand behind Elder Yao.

Seeing Yang Xiao retreat, Wang Qianhe suddenly realized that his priority wasn’t self-preservation—it was to kill.

But it was too late for regrets.

He had read Elder Yao’s character perfectly, but Yang Xiao had read his just as well.

He had lost this exchange, and lost badly.

But even though he’d lost, he wasn’t in a hopeless situation yet.

Wang Qianhe shot Yang Xiao a hateful glare, then his figure flickered as he bolted toward the main gate.

”Trying to escape? Not a chance!”

Just then, Yang Zhentian broke free from his stalemate with Ye Zongling. With a surge of True Qi, his body began to emit a faint, starlike glow, and he shot forward with a WHOOSH.

He was so much faster than Wang Qianhe that he caught up to him in the blink of an eye.

He raised his hand and struck with his palm.

The hate-filled strike manifested as a massive, shadowy, starlit hand, exuding an endless, bone-chilling cold. With a BAM, it slammed into the unprepared Wang Qianhe.

It smashed him into the ground.

”You dare attack my Xiao’Er! You’re courting death!”

Yang Zhentian was filled with rage and hatred.

The scene just now had left his heart pounding with residual fear.

If his Xiao’Er hadn’t suddenly struck at the coward’s vital point, his son would have been killed by that animal.

Now that he had his chance, Yang Zhentian showed no mercy.

Especially when he thought of his seven adopted sons who had died because of this man.

And of how he’d tried to harm his Xiao’Er with a poisonous wasted pill.

For all these reasons, Yang Zhentian had only one thought: to kill this villain, this poisoner!

”Yang Zhentian, stop!”

Just as Wang Qianhe was about to be struck dead by Yang Zhentian’s furious blow, Ye Zongling suddenly spoke out.

Not only that, but his figure flickered and he appeared in front of Wang Qianhe, shielding him.

He declared in a resonant voice, ”No matter what, Wang Qianhe is the head of Medicine Peak. Even if he is to be dealt with, it is a matter for our Law Enforcement Hall. How can you, Yang Zhentian, take the law into your own hands?”

”Stop this instant, or don’t blame me for charging you with the crime of murdering a fellow disciple!”

”Murdering a fellow disciple? Fine. Today, I, Yang Zhentian, will kill you too, you old dog!”

Instead of backing down, Yang Zhentian’s fury only burned hotter. He hadn’t even settled the score with this old dog for what happened earlier, and now the man dared to stand in the way of his revenge.

’Does he really think I’m a pushover?!’

With a cold snort, he raised his hand and sent a palm strike down upon them both.

This action made everyone present gasp in shock.

”Has Yang Zhentian gone mad?”

”That’s Head Ye Zongling, a Martial Arts Grandmaster! Does he really think his Combat Power is so great that he can afford to look down on a Martial Arts Grandmaster?”

It was a well-known fact throughout the Purple Sun Sect that Yang Zhentian’s Combat Power was immense.

Some even joked in private that he was the number one fighter in the entire Purple Sun Sect beneath the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.

Even Ye Lingtian had never denied this.

But to say he could actually fight a Martial Arts Grandmaster was just absurd.

Innate True Qi versus Innate Gang Qi. The names were similar, but the difference in power was more than tenfold. Even if Yang Zhentian’s Innate True Qi was exceptionally refined, it was still vastly different from Gang Qi—at least twice as weak, if not more.

There was no way he could be Ye Zongling’s opponent.

He might have dared to openly challenge Ye Zongling a few years ago, but back then, Ye Zongling had only just entered the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.

Now, however, his cultivation had long since stabilized.

There was no way Yang Zhentian could be his match.

But the moment that thought crossed their minds, everyone was stunned.

Because they saw Ye Zongling counter with a palm strike of his own, only to be completely unable to block Yang Zhentian’s heaven-shaking, furious palm.

It was shattered instantly.

Even when he tried to block with all his might, he couldn’t stop it.

He and Wang Qianhe were both slammed to the ground by the handprint formed of True Qi.

They spat out mouthfuls of blood.

A miserable sight.

”Father!”

”Grandfather!”

Two cries of alarm rang out, one after the other, as two figures rushed to Ye Zongling’s side. They helped up the pale-faced man, whose eyes were wide with shock.

The eyes of Ye Lingtian and Ye Chengzong were also filled with utter horror.

Yang Zhentian, however, shot them a contemptuous glance and ignored them completely, walking over to the barely breathing Wang Qianhe.

He raised his hand and brought down another palm strike.

This palm strike was suffused with a bone-chilling cold that froze Wang Qianhe to death on the spot. Then, the Palm Force shattered his frozen body into pieces.

Wang Qianhe, Head of Medicine Peak and the Purple Sun Sect’s public Fifth-level Great Pharmacist, died on the spot!

He died with his eyes wide open.

”You... you actually dared to kill him!”

Ye Zongling’s face was pale, though it was unclear whether from the shock of the attack or from rage at the sight before him.

But Yang Zhentian didn’t even turn his head.

He spoke coolly, ”This man tried to kill my Xiao’Er twice. He indirectly caused the deaths of my seven adopted sons. He deceived me. If he did not die, how could I, Yang Zhentian, continue to live in this world? How could I ever face my seven departed sons, or the children I still have left?!”

As his mournful voice rang out,

Yang Ying felt a prickling in his nose.

’Adoptive Father!’

’This was their adoptive father.’

’All this time, he had felt that his adoptive father favored Yang Xiao, but thinking back, was it true that he didn’t love the rest of them?’

’No, he didn’t just love them.’

’His kindness and sense of duty were as immense as a mountain.’

’To have a father like him was a blessing that one might only receive once in several lifetimes.’

’It was just a shame that some of them hadn’t cherished it.’

Just then, Yang Xiao clapped a hand on his shoulder.

”Yang Ying, let the past be the past. In the future, I’ll make sure you have a better life. This small Purple Sun Sect won’t be able to contain us.”

The words were simple, but they sent a tremor through Yang Ying’s entire body.

He nodded forcefully.

He knew he had made the right choice.

’Yang Xiong and the others were the ones who were truly wrong!’