Martial Peak

No one knew how he appeared here, or even if he had always been here and only when he decided to show himself had everyone noticed him.

“You two old Patriarchs are too uptight. I’ve not come here today to fight.” Yang Bai swept his eyes over the crowd faintly.

“You’re not here to fight?” Yang Ying Hao coldly snorted, “Then what purpose does the Demon Lord and his Six Great Evils Kings have for coming here?”

Yang Bai said, “To talk.”

“Talk?” Everyone’s expression became weird. All of them never dreamed they would hear such words ever come from Yang Bai’s mouth.

However, Yang Bai didn’t pay any attention to these awkward faces and instead focused his gaze on Yang Kai, carefully examining him as a dignified light flashed across the depths of his eyes, quickly calling out, “Martial Nephew, it’s been some time since we last met.”

“Martial Uncle, I trust you’ve been well since we last met!” Yang Kai grinned.

Yang Bai nodded lightly, “Your Martial Uncle underestimated you. I had not anticipated that you would become my greatest enemy. Accomplishing such a feat, Martial Nephew must have worked hard.”

“Martial Uncle thinks too highly of me, heroes always arise in times of crisis; rather, Martial Nephew should be thanking Martial Uncle for giving me an opportunity to fully display my abilities.”

“We’re all one family, there’s no need for thanks.” Despite his polite speech, it was obvious that Yang Bai’s face was gloomy and was actually quite unhappy. Although he felt his own methods and judgement were quite good, he had really miscalculated this time. He hadn’t thought that a youth like Yang Kai could stir up such a great storm, forcing him to personally appear here today.

“Martial Nephew, today, Martial Uncle really just wants to talk to you.” Yang Bai’s expression became serious, “Although the strength you’ve gathered together now probably surpasses that of my Holy Land, if we were to really fight, how many people do you think will fall? How about we settle things peacefully here today?”

“Good,” Yang Kai nodded repeatedly, “Since Martial Uncle is willing to make peace, how could Martial Nephew not agree? I don’t want to be enemies with a master like you.”

“Martial Nephew is really sensible.” Yang Bai chuckled.

In the next breath though, Yang Kai’s expression became cold as he continued, “But before we talk, can Martial Uncle offer up his head? My Father and Grand Master are really quite interested in it!”

“Impudence!” The Tyrannical Force King roared, “You fucking brat…”

But before he could finish his words, Yang Bai raised his hand and interrupted him.

Slowly shaking his head, Yang Bai sighed and said, “It seems like Martial Nephew is determined to be enemies with me.”

His expression seemed to be quite aggrieved, as if he was truly saddened by Yang Kai’s decision.

“Martial Nephew, your decisions here will affect the lives of countless people and families, I hope you can think things over carefully.” Yang Bai made one last attempt at persuasion.

the people of the Central Capital, if

out a long sigh, “If that’s

Yang Bai spoke these words,

Kai stared deeply towards Yang Bai as

the Eight Great Families all rushed up while the cultivators from Yang Kai’s house who were hidden amongst the crowd also took action. The thirteen Blood Warriors, Lu Si, Li Yuan Chun, Ling Tai Xu, and the ten Transcendent Realm masters who had joined Yang Kai this

out a cloud of green poisonous gas

of resentful spirits emerged from the Ghost King’s body, shrieking and howling as they flew towards

of lightning and flickered about the battlefield. Almost no one could even detect his

was

Transcendent Realm, was still not as fast as the Lightning Flash Shadow King, but restricting his movement somewhat

as he repeated sent out fierce punches. There was nothing fancy about his style, only boxing with pure force, but it still only took him mere moments

strange roar, summoning the nearby Fifth and Sixth-Order Monster Beasts with the Seventh-Order Monster Beast Spider Mother in

time, all the masters from the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land, whether they flew

the Six Great Evil Kings immediately

Qing Luo hesitated, a complicated expression appearing on her face, quietly retreating some distance and only casually sending out waves of

battle, but with Yang Bai here, she had no choice but to

today is the day you die!” Ling Tai Xu flew straight towards the Demon Lord and teamed up with a number of

him pityingly but actually didn’t engage in a head on confrontation, instead turning around and flying off, disappearing in a

what he was

had erupted

Great Families, Yang Kai’s mansion, and the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land had all committed almost all of their power to

artifacts sent out wave after wave of

of the seven families also wanted to participate in this battle, they had no choice but to remain behind, guarded by the strongest masters from

Old Demon, shuttled back and forth across

suction force. Every time an Immortal Ascension Boundary master died, Yang Kai would absorb the Spiritual Energy which leaked from their destroyed Knowledge Sea as long as he was less than a

trouble with any of the Transcendent present, his goal was only the various Immortal

unstoppable; no one in the Immortal Ascension Boundary

had around a dozen Transcendents, less than a fifth the number the Eight Great Families and Yang Kai’s mansion

Eight Great Families joined forces, it was not actually that difficult to defeat the Ash-Grey

of the next day. There were countless deaths and injuries on both sides but although the Eight Great Families and Yang

probably be impossible for the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land to recover. Seeing hope, the Eight Great Families and Yang Kai’s cultivators fought even

Luo, who was engaged in a frigid battle with a group of masters from the Eight Great Families, suddenly felt

out two casual palm

were incapable of resisting, all of them spitting blood as they were

following behind Yang