The long-silent Sky Wolf Gang made a move again.
Sensing the tremors from the White Emperor's Tomb, Old Ancestor Jiuyou could no longer hold back. He ordered Tian Xiong to investigate the situation and pinpoint the location of the White Emperor's Tomb.
Upon receiving the order, Tian Xiong did not dare to delay. He dispatched his subordinates to conduct investigations and gather intelligence.
The information reported below brought Tian Xiong an unexpected discovery.
A courtyard had been built on the site of the White Emperor's Tomb.
The owner of the courtyard was a young man named Ji Mo.
Lin Zhan and Qiao Surong had visited Ji Mo together.
These clues, when connected, immediately became clear.
This person named Ji Mo must be the culprit who had caused his current predicament, Mr. Ji.
"Hahaha, Ji, I've finally found you."
Tian Xiong's beard and hair bristled, and he laughed up at the sky.
This time, he would tear Ji Mo into eight pieces, then extract his soul and torment it a hundred times over. Da Feng Novel Network.
Enraged, Tian Xiong made no attempt to conceal his overwhelming killing intent. He immediately set off from the Sky Wolf Gang headquarters and flew towards Ji Mo's location.
Along the way, chickens flew and dogs jumped, and people were filled with panic.
Many people speculated about who had been so foolish as to anger someone as bloody and brutal as Tian Xiong, knowing their fate would be tragic.
Before long, Tian Xiong arrived above Ji Mo's courtyard.
He was enveloped in black mist, his face ferocious, like a beast ready to devour people.
"Today, I will kill everyone, leaving no chickens or dogs alive."
Tian Xiong roared, unleashing his late-stage Spirit Emperor realm aura. His eyes flashed with bloodlust, and with the momentum of a falling meteor, he stomped down.
In the courtyard, several gazes were cast towards the sky.
"Another one looking to die."
Tian Peng glanced once and then withdrew his gaze, completely unconcerned.
Fan Jingxing, Hui Neng, and Xuan Ao, two humans and one demon, sneered. Who dared to boast about killing everyone and leaving no chickens or dogs alive?
Upon seeing that the newcomer was merely a Spirit Emperor realm cultivator, their smiles grew colder.
"You all must die."
Although Tian Xiong saw the people and demon on the ground, he was dismissive.
In this godforsaken place, he was the local emperor. Who did he need to fear?
Black mist churned beneath his feet, condensing into an enormous foot, intending to crush everything here into smithereens.
Xuan Ao was the first to react. Ever since Ji Mo had stepped on him, he had secretly vowed not to tolerate being stepped on by anyone else, except Ji Mo.
Fan Jingxing and Hui Neng were also formidable individuals. How could they tolerate this?
Thus, three powerful and immense auras erupted completely.
Simultaneously, their icy, blade-like killing intent locked onto Tian Xiong.
"Spirit Venerable!"
"Three..."
Tian Xiong was greatly alarmed, unable to comprehend why three Spirit Venerable realm powerhouses had appeared here.
When he clearly saw who these three were, his scalp tingled, and he felt as if he were about to wet himself from fear.
Xuan Ao, the thousand-year-old Black Tortoise from Floating Leap Mountain!
Fan Jingxing, whose might could slaughter a city and kill without mercy!
And Hui Neng, the evil monk whose words could steal souls!
These three were all formidable figures. In their presence, Tian Xiong was nothing but a nobody.
The thought of daring to attack these three made Tian Xiong's scalp tingle. He felt like he was lighting a lamp in a latrine – seeking death!
"Three seniors, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
Tian Xiong hastily retracted his aura, daring not to reveal any killing intent. He became like a lamb, not daring to even breathe heavily.
How could his subordinates be so incompetent as to not even detect the presence of these three formidable individuals?
Upon returning, he would immediately kill those who had investigated the intelligence.
"Misunderstanding? Didn't you want to leave no chickens or dogs alive? Go on, make your move then."
Xuan Ao said slowly, chewing on a blade of grass.
He was still resentful that Tian Xiong had intended to stomp on him. It was unforgivable.
"This junior wouldn't dare. This is all a misunderstanding. This junior came to seek revenge on a brat named Ji Mo. I didn't expect to offend three seniors."
Tian Xiong quickly explained, adopting a very humble posture.
He thought that by showing them such respect, these three should not make things difficult for him.
Little did he know, if he hadn't explained, it might have been better. But with this explanation, it was all over.
The temperature seemed to drop instantly, and the faces of Fan Jingxing and the others turned extremely grim.
What?
This fellow was looking for Mr. Ji for revenge?
And he called Mr. Ji a brat?
Was he truly tired of living!
"Brat, how arrogant!"
Fan Jingxing stepped forward, patted Tian Xiong's shoulder, and then suddenly exerted force.
He slammed him to the ground with a fierce palm strike.
Xuan Ao leaped up and heavily smashed his hard turtle shell into Tian Xiong's stomach.
He seemed to be addicted to smashing, doing it several times, and then exhaling with satisfaction.
He had to admit, the feeling of smashing people was quite pleasant.
"Pfft..."
Tian Xiong vomited blood, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted. The intense pain made him grimace, his face contorted.
These old fellows were not honorable. They resorted to sneak attacks, utterly shameless.
However, he dared not speak out in anger, as they had shown some restraint. If they had used their full strength, he would have long since perished.
"You court death. Mr. Ji is not someone an ant like you can offend."
Hui Neng slapped Tian Xiong across the face, knocking out several of his molars.
This monk was a disgrace to his monastic vows, showing no compassion. His attacks were the most ruthless.
"Mr. Ji?"
Tian Xiong was horrified. How could even these three old monsters address him as Mr. Ji?
What kind of divine being was this Ji Mo?
Then, he felt like he was splitting apart.
Could this Mr. Ji be his destined nemesis? Why was he always so thoroughly thwarted by him? Every time he got involved with him, his fate was miserable.
Tian Xiong truly wanted to know Ji Mo's background.
"What's going on? So much noise."
Hearing the commotion, Ji Mo walked out from inside the house.
"Mr. Ji, this fellow doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He came to cause trouble for you."
Fan Jingxing trotted up and explained.
"Truly, Mr. Ji is of noble character and heroic spirit. This fellow actually wants to harm you. He is truly wicked and unforgivable."
Hui Neng spoke, his words as sweet as honey, showering Ji Mo with flattery.
Xuan Ao shook his head and swayed his body, also wanting to approach. But remembering his status as an old tortoise, he could only turn away helplessly and gnaw on grass fiercely.
Seeing this, Tian Peng felt his status threatened. Those two were quite adept at fawning. What was he to do?
Ji Mo glanced at Tian Xiong, vaguely recalling him. They had met once before, and the man's cold, deathly aura had left a deep impression on him.
Tian Xiong also looked at Ji Mo curiously, his face full of confusion.
A mortal?
This was not right. How could a mortal command such respect from Fan Jingxing and the other two, being addressed as "Mr."?
Ji Mo couldn't understand why Tian Xiong was looking for trouble with him. Could it be that Tian Xiong harbored resentment from that one glance Ji Mo had given him back then, and had specifically come for revenge?
But he didn't want to figure it out, as it was unnecessary.
"Let him go. There's no need to bother with a dead man," Ji Mo said indifferently.
The people and demon around were perplexed. Although Tian Xiong was injured, his wounds were by no means fatal. Why would Mr. Ji call him a dead man?
Of course, they were wise enough not to speak, understanding that a master's words must have a deeper meaning.
Tian Xiong hadn't expected Ji Mo to let him go, which was somewhat surprising.
Was this person so magnanimous that he didn't harbor any resentment towards him?
Or did he have some ulterior motive?
Ji Mo stared at Tian Xiong's dark forehead and sighed, "Be careful of the people around you. Conserve your strength!"