Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Above the Azure Dragon mountain range, the sun had turned somewhat blood-red, and the entire range was enveloped in a thick, pungent smell of blood.

Within the Mo Yun Sect, Ye Ling killed a person with each step he took, his eyes devoid of any flicker of emotion, and his Primal Sword Embryo dripped with fresh blood, plunging into the ground.

The Shen Family, the Ye Family, and the Shen Family had also begun to reap lives with the efficiency of a harvester, crazily slaughtering the disciples of the Mo Yun Sect.

This time, they were acting on Ye Ling's main thought, the Mo Yun Sect would not be spared today, and they would cleanse the Mo Yun Sect with blood!

"Roar! You bastards! I'll kill you, I'll kill all of you!"

Just then, suddenly, the Old Ancestor Fu Yun struggled to climb out of the pit, howling at the sky, his hair wildly disheveled, trembling as he looked at the corpses strewn everywhere.

These were his Mo Yun Sect disciples, now more than half slain; Old Ancestor Fu Yun felt as if his heart was bleeding.

"Noisy!"

Suddenly, an icy voice sounded, Old Ancestor Fu Yun quickly turned around, it was Ye Ling, the young man who even now filled him with terror.

"You go to hell!"

Old Ancestor Fu Yun roared furiously, a massive black hammer appearing in his indifferent hand, gripping it with both hands, the hammer spiked with terrifying black light.

Whoosh whoosh, Old Ancestor Fu Yun swung the giant hammer with madness, the sound of tearing through the air hissing, this strike was Old Ancestor Fu Yun's strongest.

"Even if you're strong, you're still just a person, not a god. Even a Tribulation Transcending powerhouse, or a Divine Infant Realm expert, would not dare to withstand my hammer directly!"

Old Ancestor Fu Yun bellowed, his eyes nearly bursting, unable to bear the cleansing of the Mo Yun Sect in blood. This was the foundation that took so many years to build up, now swept away in an instant.

With a thunderous rumble, Ye Ling looked at the roaring hammer smashing towards him, his eyes still icy cold, he suddenly clenched his fist, crack crack, bones popping, and then Ye Ling struck fiercely.

Clang, fist and hammer collided, whoosh, a gust of wind stirred Ye Ling's hair, vanishing without a trace.

On the other side, Old Ancestor Fu Yun's eyes widened as he saw his Top Grade Spiritual Artifact covered in crack after crack like glass ready to shatter.

"No! This is impossible!"

Spurt, Old Ancestor Fu Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, he felt a terrifying force from his own hammer crazily striking his chest.

His internal organs were all shattered, Old Ancestor Fu Yun was unwilling to accept this. The hammer in his hand also exploded at this moment, shattering into fragments that scattered everywhere.

"Xiao Bai! Kill all the people of the Mo Yun Sect, kill!"

Ye Ling roared furiously, then came to Old Ancestor Fu Yun's side, staring dead at him: "Remember, all of this was caused by that bastard Fu Donglai. If you seek retribution, I'll send you on your way!"

Swish, Ye Ling's Primal Sword Embryo suddenly lifted, slashing viciously toward Old Ancestor Fu Yun. The sword light was resplendent, a flash across, and it had passed over Old Ancestor Fu Yun's head.

Gurgle, Old Ancestor Fu Yun's body shook, headless, leaving only a headless corpse that shuddered and slowly fell to the ground.

Whoosh, a dazzling Golden Core flew straight out from Old Ancestor Fu Yun's body. Ye Ling grinned ferociously, reaching out with one hand, a terrible suction force enveloped the Golden Core.

Humming, the devouring power drew in the Golden Core, instantly wrapping it up, the terrible power in an instant absorbed all the Spiritual Power within the Golden Core.

"What! The Old Ancestor is dead! Not good, run, the Old Ancestor is dead, Old Ancestor Fu Yun is dead!"

"Spare our lives, we have nothing to do with this, all who could die have died, let us go!"

Ye Ling's gaze was cold and indifferent as he looked down at the crowd wailing for mercy. He was not a man who reveled in killing, but if someone had crossed him, there was no talking of good or evil anymore.

If there was anyone to blame, they should accuse Fu Donglai in the Netherworld. All of this, it was his doing, bringing this great disaster upon the Mo Yun Sect.

As for Fu Kang, he was killed by Xiao Bai with a swipe of his paw right at the beginning, and now lay unrecognizable among the pile of corpses.

A once powerful being, a respected elder at the pinnacle of the Golden Core Stage, had now lost his life due to the foolish act of his son, bringing calamity not just upon himself but upon the entire Mo Yun Sect.

Swish, swish, suddenly, several figures shot into the sky, trying to escape in all directions. Each one possessed a cultivation at the Golden Core Stage, and they were the few remaining elders of the Mo Yun Sect who had not yet perished.

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed as he ordered Xiao Bai to stay with Shen Yuexin, and with a leap, he rose into the sky like a bolt of thunder.

Xiao Bai, watching Ye Ling's departing figure, had a determined glint of murderousness in his eyes. With a step of his four limbs, he moved to Shen Yuexin's side, "Yue Xin, mount my back."

Shen Yuexin was taken aback. Xiao Bai's back was very sensitive, and aside from Ye Ling, he never let anyone else on. But what was happening today?

Without much thought, Shen Yuexin quickly mounted Xiao Bai. With a fierce roar, the golden mark on his forehead started to flicker crazily with a bright luster.

Xiao Bai charged forward suddenly and swiped a paw, killing a Mo Yun Sect disciple who was nearby.

Meanwhile, Ye Wudao and Shenfeng, swords in hands and faces covered in blood, also unleashed the thick killing intent in their hearts, slaying one person with each swing of their swords, showing no mercy.

Shen Tianhao, Ye Zifeng, and Shen Wu, the three powerhouses, all stood agape. Ye Ling and that Xiao Bai were simply too strong, unbelievably so.

Even Fu Yun, the invincible elder, couldn't withstand a single punch from Ye Ling. He was a Transcendance Tribulation Stage powerhouse, a peerless existence, but now he lay dead at the hands of Ye Ling.

At that moment, Ye Ling, moving with incredible speed, swept through the air, his eyes shining with a keen light. Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sight.

"Trying to escape? Die!"

Whoosh, his Primal Sword Embryo slashed through the air, sending a terrifying streak of sword light speeding forth, reaching the fleeing figure in the blink of an eye.

With a splatter, a cloud of blood mist exploded in mid-air, and the Golden Core expert who was desperately fleeing trembled and fell straight down.

Ye Ling's eyes were icy cold as he turned and pursued another fleeing figure. At that moment, he was like the grim reaper, descending silently.
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Twenty minutes later, the Mo Yun Sect was littered with corpses, the entire place nothing but lifeless bodies, including every member of the sect.

Blood soaked into the ground, the acrid scent of blood wafting through the mountains, causing shudders to pass through those who sensed it.

The Mo Yun Sect, which once dominated the Eight Wastes, was now akin to hell, a place chilling to the core for all who beheld it.

Xiao Bai's white fur was stained with blood, his large eyes still flickering with a terrifying and ferocious light, shocking everyone around.

Ye Wudao and Shenfeng stood panting heavily, surrounded by the dead, their eyes cold.

Shen Yuexin's bright red bridal dress now seemed starkly out of place, tears streaming down her delicate cheeks.

"Father, Mother, Yue Xin has avenged you, vengeance is served!"

Shen Yuexin knelt on the ground, overcome with grief, as the painful memories of her childhood resurfaced once again.