"A Bing, take a break."
Tang Xiaoya waited at the martial arts training ground, holding a towel and water.
She walked in, only to be choked by the thick smell of gunpowder. "Good heavens, what were you doing in there?"
"I was cultivating. It's dangerous here."
Chen Bing walked out of the dojo with a helpless look on his face.
He reached out to take the mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and drank it in large gulps.
"Drink slowly. You should drink in moderation right after exercising."
Tang Xiaoya held the towel and considerately helped him wipe away his sweat.
Chen Bing took the towel and chuckled, "Has there been any news lately?"
He had been in closed-door cultivation for a week this time.
He was in a semi-isolated state and basically knew nothing about the outside world.
"The Asura Sect has chosen Xingming Island as their base. This has caused a huge stir in the martial arts world," Tang Xiaoya said softly.
The Asura Sect, a dark horse faction that had suddenly risen to prominence within the past year or two, had truly made many veteran sects anxious.
Great Xia's territory was only so large.
For a long time, a balance had been maintained by four major factions: the Hall of Gods, the Law Enforcement Bureau, the Daoist Alliance, and the Heavenly Dragon Temple.
Now that the Asura Sect was establishing itself as a fifth power, their days were going to be even harder.
Chen Bing said indifferently, "Fists will make those guys shut up."
In the martial arts world, the strong were respected.
Whoever had the hardest fists controlled the narrative.
"Also..."
Tang Xiaoya hesitated, lowering her voice, "I heard from my grandfather while they were drinking tea that An Yi seems to have clashed with the Hall of Gods."
"They clashed?"
Chen Bing's eyes turned cold.
Today's Asura Sect boasted a terrifying level of strength.
In Great Xia, they were seemingly above the Heavenly Dragon Temple, the Daoist Alliance, and the Law Enforcement Bureau.
They had already become an uncontrollable factor.
The Hall of Gods would never allow a ticking time bomb to remain by their side.
Being targeted wasn't strange at all.
He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to arrive so quickly.
Tang Xiaoya looked hesitant. Staring at Chen Bing, she whispered, "A Bing, what about us..."
"Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Chen Bing comforted her.
However, to be honest, he wasn't very confident himself.
The Hall of Gods was already starting to beat down on the Asura Sect.
Right now, the Asura Sect was in a period of vigorous development.
If they continued to grow, they would definitely clash with the Hall of Gods.
Chen Bing furrowed his brows tightly.
How to break this deadlock was going to be a massive problem.
"I wonder what that guy An Yi is thinking."
...
Xuan Domain.
The once lush and green world covered in vegetation had turned into a desolate ruin.
Yellow sand raged, swept up by the biting cold wind.
A crow stood on the branch of a withered ancient tree.
Its blood-red eyes reflected a sea of corpses and bones.
Thud!
A massive azure flood dragon crashed onto the ground.
It struggled to get up, only to collapse once again.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice.
Its abdomen was completely hollowed out.
Blood gushed from the gaping hole.
"Nie Xuan!"
A shrill voice rang out from the flood dragon's mouth, tragic and desolate.
In the sky above the Xuan Domain.
Nie Xuan stood suspended in mid-air.
At this moment, he wore a gray robe that fluttered in the howling wind, exuding a terrifying aura.
His appearance was no longer that of a dying old man; he was handsome and radiant, with flowing black hair.
He looked like a man in his prime, in his thirties.
"Qing Jiao, I never expected that you would actually oppose me."
Nie Xuan said leisurely, his hands behind his back.
That indescribable power struck directly at the soul!
Qing Jiao, ranked sixth among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Ghosts!
He had always been at his side, driven by his commands. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him his right-hand man.
But he never imagined that his normally loyal subordinate would lead a rebellion!
Qing Jiao was furious. "Nie Xuan! Look at what you've done!"
The spiritual energy of the entire Xuan Domain had dissipated.
The beautiful, lush world had shockingly become a barren wasteland.
For five thousand years, the Xuan Domain had nurtured tens of thousands of living beings.
But now, the Xuan Domain was destroyed!
"Heh, the Xuan Domain is nothing but a prison dungeon to me."
Nie Xuan stepped forward, looking down at Qing Jiao, and said proudly, "Frog in a well. This place doesn't even count as a shallow puddle. What is there to miss? The secular world, the ancient continent, those are the battlefields we are meant to conquer!"
Hearing Nie Xuan's words, Qing Jiao let out a crazed laugh. "Hahaha! Nie Xuan! You will die a horrible death!"
As he spoke.
Qing Jiao's figure transformed into a streak of light, charging towards Nie Xuan!
On the ground, wood spiritual energy surged wildly.
After having his dragon pearl extracted, he could no longer survive.
But even so, his dying counterattack was still earth-shattering!
Slash!
Four bone claws slashed across!
Qing Jiao's body was cut into several pieces.
Immediately after, roaring purple flames burned, turning his massive body into a sea of fire in an instant.
"You forced my hand."
Nie Xuan, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the demon race below with a disdainful gaze. "Does anyone else want to try?"
Unwillingness and anger rushed to their hearts.
The many demons lowered their heads in silence.
The Xuan Domain, where their ancestors had lived for five thousand years, was completely destroyed.
Mo Gu cupped his hands and said loudly, "Congratulations, Sect Master! You have returned to your peak!"
Like the Gourd Immortal, he had also come from the ancient continent.
He didn't have much emotional attachment to the Xuan Domain.
Below, countless demons trembled, dropped their weapons, and knelt down.
"Congratulations, Sect Master, for returning to your peak!"
"Congratulations, Sect Master, for returning to your peak!"
The corners of Nie Xuan's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile. "Good! For the next step, it's time to collect debts from those brats in the secular world! Those who slaughtered the people of my Xuan Domain! The Hall of Gods!"
...
Xingming Island.
Azure sky, blue sea, and vast white sandy beaches.
In the summer, it was undeniably a perfect tourist destination.
But this year, the outer edges of the beach weren't packed with crowds like sardines.
Uncharacteristically, it was very empty.
A few seabirds leisurely landed, using their long beaks to pick at shells on the beach, leaving behind a few shallow footprints.
However, around the corner on another stretch of the beach, it was very lively.
An Yi wore beach shorts, his floral shirt unbuttoned to reveal his solid six-pack abs.
In front of him was a barbecue stand.
Large bottles of seasoning were poured generously over the food, as if showing off his extravagance.
The sliced steak sizzled and smoked.
Beside him, Long Aoxue watched eagerly, swallowing her saliva.
"What a waste, this is Wagyu beef! How can you eat it like this!"
Qin Yao looked at him like he was a prodigal son and rolled up her sleeves. "An Yi, let me do it."
Lin Chen, who was holding a wine bottle and drinking casually, spat out his drink upon hearing this.
"You've got to be kidding! You're just in charge of eating! How can we let a girl cook!"
An Yi refused immediately without hesitation.
"It's fine. I've recently been studying a hundred ways to cook steak, and I've already mastered fifty-nine of them. My brother said they taste pretty good, so he insisted I personally cook for you to try," Qin Yao said proudly.
It was Lin Chen who had told her that.
If you want to conquer a man, you must first conquer his stomach!
An Yi: "..."
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