Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Chapter 1274: Chapter 1260: Ambush Midway

"They are here!"

The Changsheng Sect Master looked at Siling Feng beside him and said solemnly.

Siling Feng nodded, sneered sinisterly, and said, "You and I can rest assured to offer the sacrifice. This seat has already made arrangements!"

The Changsheng Sect Master still felt uneasy and continued, "These people are not easy to deal with, especially Xiao Yi. His strength is extremely powerful..."

"Don’t worry!"

Siling Feng waved his hand dismissively, exuding an aura of dominance from his burly figure, and said coldly, "This seat has arranged the eight battle generals of the Siling Clan over there. Don’t mention whether Xiao Yi and the others can even make it here alive. Even if they miraculously manage to arrive, it will be several days later at the very least..."

The Siling Clan is a special race created by the Hall Master of the Temple of Death during the Ancient Times.

The self-proclaimed Siling Holy Clan!

Each powerful member of the Siling Clan is extremely proud, and in their eyes, the beings of the Qingtian Realm are nothing but traitors who once betrayed the Hall of Longevity, merely a group of disobedient slaves!

In the presence of powerful Holy Clan experts, what kind of waves can a group of slaves make?

Seeing him so confident and aloof, the Changsheng Sect Master opened his mouth but found it inappropriate to say more.

However, his gaze occasionally drifted towards the thick fog outside the extreme southern region, feeling more uneasy in his heart.

Within the thick fog...

Xiao Yi and his group moved horizontally through the void, their gazes constantly scanning around.

"We can already see land ahead; we’re almost there!" Xiao Yi took the lead and said in a deep voice.

Beneath them, there was finally no more fog all around, but an expanse of land appeared.

Since arriving in the extreme southern region, this was the first time they had seen land.

It meant they were getting closer to the core area!

"Roar!"

A low growl shook the heavens.

The ground suddenly exploded open, and terrifying cracks spread across it.

Out of the web-like cracks, one enormous figure after another shot out.

This was a group of mutated beasts.

Each beast was dozens of times larger than it used to be.

Especially that deep-sea wild flood dragon, whose original size was three hundred zhang, but now this mutated deep-sea wild flood dragon was as huge as three thousand zhang.

Its entire body exuded an incredibly terrifying aura, pitch-black scale armor like a black iron shield, emitting a blinding cold light.

With an open mouth and outstretched claws, it fiercely pounced towards Xiao Yi.

Wherever its sharp claws passed, the void trembled, void rifts dark and deep, as if they connected to the end of the void. Frenzied storms erupted from the depths of the void, converging into thousands of sharp swords, raining down like a torrential downpour!

Rumble!

The earth-shattering sound echoed for miles around.

This deep-sea wild flood dragon had actually broken through the limits of its bloodline to reach the Supreme Realm Peak!

A glint of cold light flashed through Xiao Yi’s eyes, and he sneered, "Get lost!"

Bang!

The word "get lost" transformed into a mighty soundwave.

The rolling soundwave swept over like a landslide and tsunami, shattering the sharp dragon claws along the way.

It further transformed into waves of soundwave tides, crashing one after another on the deep-sea wild flood dragon’s body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The deep-sea wild flood dragon’s entire body trembled violently, and blood mist exploded across its massive frame.

Yet, the life force of this deep-sea wild flood dragon was extremely terrifying. Twisting its enormous body, with blood-red eyes filled with madness, it once again charged at Xiao Yi.

It was set on perishing together with Xiao Yi!

Xiao Yi’s lips curled into a cold smile, and he casually reached out in the air.

Buzz!

A large multicolored hand suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It fiercely grasped the deep-sea wild flood dragon in its palm. No matter how violently the enormous body struggled, the hand clenched tightly.

Then, with a booming explosion.

The deep-sea wild flood dragon’s massive body exploded, turning into a sky full of blood and torn limbs.

Meanwhile.

Master Nantian and the others had also dealt with their respective opponents.

Xiao Yi hovered in mid-air.

His gaze like fire swept over the sky, and he said coldly, "Are all members of the Siling Clan such cowardly, hiding rats?"

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from the void, and eight figures slowly emerged from the mist.

These were eight robust figures clad in dark red armor, all powerful members of the Siling Clan.

Each one was a genuine Sacred Venerate Realm expert.

Surrounded by an aura of death, they floated like souls returning from the land of the dead.

"Siling Clan scum?"

"Even during the Ancient Era, when the Hall of Longevity was in its prime, it was rare for them to dispatch eight Sacred Venerate Realm experts at once..."

"It seems the Hall Master of the Temple of Death is indeed sealed within here..."

Xiao Yi nodded, looking at Master Nantian and the others, "The strength of these Siling Clan members is not weak, be careful!"

"Don’t worry!"

"During the Ancient Times, I had just ascended to the Sacred Venerate Realm and didn’t have the qualification to face these scum. Now, I can finally make up for the regrets of those years!" Tongtian narrowed his eyes, licking his lips with a blood-red tongue, radiating overwhelming battle intent.

Fang Ru’s eyes were like knives, and with a motion of his hands, two icy blades emitting a terrifying chill appeared.

The azure ice blades, swinging in his hands, froze the void into ice blocks: "Let these scum witness the might of the Qingtian Realm’s experts!"

"We are no longer the Qingtian Realm Human Race of the Ancient Era, subject to their oppression!"

"Kill them!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The eight rushed simultaneously towards a Siling Clan expert.

The overwhelming battle intent instantly startled all the beings of the extreme southern region. noveldrama

Before Xiao Yi was Aguda, the leader of the eight battle generals of the Siling Clan. His muscles seemed carved in stone, gray pupils narrowed into slits, staring intently at Xiao Yi, "Was it you who killed my brother?"

"Your brother?"

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback, then recalled the Sacred Venerate Realm expert of the Siling Clan who had emerged from the void corridor when breaking the seal to rescue Master Nantian. He coldly spoke, "I remember now; he indeed fell to my hand. I didn’t expect him to be your brother? Your brother was too weak. I killed him as easily as crushing a fly!"

Aguda’s already pitch-black face drastically changed, opening his blood-stained mouth. The collision of his two rows of serrated teeth produced an ear-piercing crunch, and he said through gritted teeth, "Despicable! You dare humiliate my brother after killing him? Your Qingtian Realm Human Race is as detestable as ever; today, this seat will tear you to pieces!"

Boom!

Aguda transformed into Hei Mang.

In a flash, he vanished from sight. The void before Xiao Yi silently ripped open, and claws armed with black scale armor, with fingers spread wide, their dagger-like nails clanking and sparking brightly, rushed straight for Xiao Yi’s face.

Light flowed between the five fingers, transforming into five dark wheels of light, rotating together like world-destroying wheels of obliteration, enveloping Xiao Yi within them.

Aguda’s face twisted into a cruel sneer: "Wretched ant, go die!"