Strongest Abandoned Son

The leading man was a truth realisation state level one cultivator and the rest were disaster transformation state or cauldron filling state cultivators.

“Wang Han, where is Gui Yi? Didn’t he…” the truth realisation state level one started to ask Wang Han, but before he finished he saw Jing Zhuoxiang and immediately stopped questioning. His eyes turned cold.

Before this truth realisation state cultivator finished, Jing Zhuoxiang yelled, “Simu Lin, you’ve been with my father for so many years, why did you betray the Cang Hai Palace and conspire with the animal from the Tong Hai Cult Yong Lanyi?”

The truth realisation state level one looked at Jing Zhuoxiang in contempt. “Do I need to explain to you? Where did Gui Yi go? Speak!”

Gui Yi sent off the alarm signal and he couldn’t have left in such a short time. Jing Hai was only disaster transformation state level seven and wasn’t that much stronger than Gui Yi. Even with Wang Han’s help, they couldn’t have killed Gui Yi in such a short time. Thus, he was surprised Gui Yi wasn’t here.

He then thought of something and reproached Wang Han. Ddid he chase after someone else?”

Before Wang Han replied, Ye Mo said calmly, “I killed the one who signaled.”

“What?” the truth realisation state level one said in shock. His power rose drastically and killing intent burst out like crazy. Those weaker cultivators all retreated.

Even Wang Han felt uneasiness of breathing. He immediately knew he was enclosed in Simu Lin’s domain and wanted to break free.

Ye Mo couldn’t be bothered talking and releasd his domain too. With this, Simu Lin felt his domain was as thin as ice and was instantly crushed. Even Wang Han could hear the clear cracking sound.

Half a second later, Wang Han felt he was completely free but Simu Lin’s face changed drastically. He immediately realized that Ye Mo was many times more powerful than him.

Just when he wanted to release his magic artifact, more than ten wrist sized black lightning arcs shot at him.

*Rumble rumble rumble*

Those disaster transformation states and cauldron filling states in Ye Mo’s domain couldn’t resist at all and all turned to dust.

Simu Lin quickly burned a few mouthful of essence blood and forcefully broke free from Ye Mo’s domain, but before he could release his magic artifact, another lightning sword landed.

With a splurge, blood and flesh flew off. With this, Simu Lin was sent flying. Just where did this maniac come from? He was this terrifying, there was nothing he could even do to resist.

Holding back his terror, Simu Lin released a cultivation artifact shield, wanting to protect himself and then use blood mobility.

A faint yellow rune was released and Simu Lin spat a few mouthfuls of blood on it. Instantly, the rune emitted bright yellow light as though about to be activated.

But soon, Simu Lin was disappointed. He found his rune was bound by Ye Mo’s domain and couldn’t be activated.

In his worry, Simu Lin immediately realized that other than begging for mercy, only death awaited him.

“Qian bei…” he began, but an even thicker lightning arc fell.

With a crack, Simu Lin’s shield shattered and flew apart.

However the lightning didn’t stop there and continued to fall onto his head.

There was despair in his eyes as Simu Lin fell into the sea, his soul was eradicated too.

Wang Han and them looked at the empty sea. If they weren’t here, they wouldn’t have thought anyone was here before. In about ten seconds Ye Mo killed more than ten people including a truth realisation state cultivator.

Even the truth realisation state cultivator was instantly killed by Ye Mo. Jing Hai’s heart beat even more rapidly.

Ye Mo took the storage ring and said, “Let’s go to the Cang Hai three islands.”

Wang Han came back to his senses. It seemed his decision was right, this qian bei was at least truth realisation state tertiary stage.

The Cang Hai Palace was so famous greatly due to their main palace, the golden palace.

It was a remnant from the ancient times. Even without spirit gathering formations, the spirit chi inside was very dense. Another benefit of this palace was to refine spirit sense.

Inside the palace, a black cultivator robed cultivator was sitting on the main seat drinking wine. However, he didn’t seem happy at all and instead had a frown on his face.

This was the previous third palace lord Wu Lin.

Other than the great and second palace lord, he had the highest authority.

But power was like drugs, once you were addicted you couldn’t get out of it. He felt he was confined in here too much. Whether it was the two palace lords or the two paid guests, they were people he couldn’t control. He didn’t want this. He wanted his words to be divine orders that no one would dare to argue.

At this moment, Yong Lanyi sent him a purple Luo Lan and persuaded him to be independent. With this, Wu Lin eventually agreed.

With their careful planning, they ambushed the two other palace lords and successfully took power.

Wu Lin thought that with the two palace lords gone, the Cang Hai Palace would naturally all he his. But only later did he realise how simply he thought things through.

He indeed killed the two palace lords, but Cang Hai Palace didn’t come under his management as he expected. The two paid guests left and the rest of the cultivators didn’t want to listen to him and went into internal conflict. In that battle, Cang Hai Palace didn’t even have a third of its original power.

If this was it, Wu Lin would take it as he believed in time, the Cang Hai Palace would regain its former glory. But the fact was more and more cultivators were leaving. Even though he used extremely harsh measures he couldn’t stop them from leaving.

At this moment, he realized that he was the third palace lord because he was t he least popular.

What he was most annoyed about was that after Yong Lanyi helped him kill the two palace lords, he took 80% of Cang Hai Palace’s wealth. On top of that, he said Cang Hai Palace would have to supply many herbs and materials to him as Cang Hai Palace was now a subordinate of the Tong Hai Cult.

He thought his power would greatly increase after becoming the only palace lord, but now it seemed greatly diminished instead.

Now, he realized that Yong Lanyi was scared of the big palace lord and the second palace lord together. Now that they were dead, how could Yong Lanyi be scared of him?

“Wu Lin you sly bastard…” a coarse girl’s voice interrupted Wu Lin’s thoughts.

Wu Lin shook and got up suddenly, who could come in here and swear at him?