The elder in the Zhongshan suit looked at Xuan Niao, who was unharmed, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.
Under this blow, even a formidable Grandmaster would be crippled, let alone an ordinary one.
Xuan Niao looked at the old man and sneered, "Do you think you're very powerful?"
This sentence struck the elder in the Zhongshan suit to the core. His eyes widened in anger, his martial energy surging as he glared at her, "You dare to cause trouble on the Ye family's territory, truly seeking death!"
With that, he leaped into the air, a long spear in a certain room was summoned, and fell into the old man's hand.
Golden light shot into the sky, and countless spear shadows appeared in the air – that was the aura of a Martial General!
"A mere Martial General dares to be so presumptuous."
Xuan Niao snorted coldly and casually swung her palm, as if swatting a mosquito. The light palm struck the old man, sending him flying.
A Martial General, even in the capital, could establish themselves, but in front of Xuan Niao, they were like children, sent flying with a single palm!
Following this, figures surged into the sky from the Ye family's old mansion, standing on the eaves of various houses, looking down at Xuan Niao. The sense of superiority was very much like that of the main branch of the Ye family.
The Ye family's arrogance was innate, as if they were born with it.
"Youngster, this is the Ye family. Daring to be presumptuous here is truly seeking death."
These were all Martial Generals!
"The Ye family, nothing but a bunch of charlatans!"
Xuan Niao snorted coldly again. This statement enraged many present, and terrifying attacks rained down upon Xuan Niao.
However, just then, a figure slowly walked into the arena, raising a hand, forming a fist!
"Bang!"
Countless attacks vanished in an instant, and the entire world returned to its original color.
"When you can't win, you resort to ganging up on someone. This is truly the Ye family's style."
Ye Longlin spoke slowly, tilting his head slightly, "I don't like people standing higher than me."
As his voice fell, his body vanished in the blink of an eye. The Martial Generals standing on the rooftops began to crash to the ground.
"Boom!"
The ground cracked, and figures plummeted down, shattering the entire courtyard.
Ye Longlin stood on the rooftop, hands behind his back. Under his powerful aura, the Martial Generals glared at him, looking up, but their pupils contracted!
A figure bearing five stars on his shoulders!
That was someone bearing five stars on his shoulders!
"You are not from the Zhang family!"
Ye Daoling looked at him, his eyes narrowed, filled with apprehension, unsure of this person's intentions.
Xuan Niao let out a disdainful laugh, "I've already told you, I'm not from the Zhang family."
Ye Daoling ignored him, his gaze fixed on Ye Longlin's shoulders, and spoke warily, "What brings you to my Ye family?"
Ye Longlin looked down at them, but did not speak, his gaze fixed on the distance.
Xuan Niao spoke on his behalf, "I'll say it again, we are here for justice."
Justice?
The elders of the Ye family looked confused. They didn't understand what kind of justice these powerful individuals sought from their Ye family.
However, at this moment, Yuan Gang entered, bringing Fang Cunxin.
"The Fang family was slaughtered by Ye Jian. Over ten members of the family perished under Ye Jian's blade, and in the end, they were accused of colluding with foreign forces, leaving the Fang family no peace even in death. Does the Fang family owe me an explanation for this matter?"
Ye Daoling pondered for a moment, his eyes narrowed, "What is the Fang family's relationship with you?"
If the Fang family had any connection with Ye Longlin, it would be very troublesome. Although the Fang family was not a top-tier family, they held significant influence in Nan Province.
"Fang Cunxin is my disciple."
Ye Daoling's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression slowly stiffened.
Xuan Niao and Yuan Gang were both figures bearing three stars on their shoulders, while Ye Longlin, who led them, bore five stars. He was definitely not an unknown figure in the military.
Wait, five stars...
He seemed to recall something, his pupils shrinking to the size of needles in an instant.
He remembered a rumor, a rumor from the capital, about that five-star Heavenly King.
"If he is indeed that person, it means Fang Cunxin is his disciple, and therefore the demise of the Fang family..."
At this thought, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his limbs, and he felt as if he were enveloped by something.
Their Ye family... had annihilated the family of that five-star Heavenly King's disciple!!
In the capital, if anyone was the most mysterious, it was the Honor Hall, the highest governing body. Following closely behind was the youngest five-star Heavenly King in the history of Great Xia, shrouded in mystery.
When the announcement was made, whether it was the Honor Hall or various media outlets, there was only one sentence – the youngest five-star Heavenly King in the history of Great Xia!
"Perhaps, you can call me by another name – Ye Longlin."
As the name Ye Longlin was uttered, Ye Daoling's entire body trembled. He blurted out instinctively, "You are the scion who fled the Ye family back then?"
But as soon as he spoke, he regretted it. Before he could react, his chest was struck by a massive force, accompanied by a faint cracking sound. Ye Daoling spat out a mouthful of blood, his body smashing into a stone pillar in the center of the courtyard!
"I will cripple your cultivation as a form of punishment."
Casually crippling the cultivation of a Martial General!
The surrounding Martial Generals involuntarily took a step back, looking at Ye Longlin with dread, as if Ye Longlin had become a demon in their eyes at that moment.
"I'll give you five minutes. I want to see the Ye family, otherwise, I will kill your entire family."
Ye Longlin leaped down from the rooftop. Yuan Gang, as if accustomed to it, brought over the Grand Tutor's chair. Ye Longlin sat down, and Fang Cunxin stood behind him, her small eyes filled with admiration for Ye Longlin.
After all, if the master was so powerful, the disciple couldn't fall behind.
She secretly encouraged herself, not to bring honor to her master, but at least not to disgrace him.
Ye Daoling was helped up, his hand clutching his chest, his expression changing unpredictably. Although filled with hatred, his martial arts cultivation of many years had been crippled so casually by the opponent. This hatred was ingrained in his bones.
But the opponent's identity and strength were far beyond his capacity to resist.
Moreover, what happened back then... Ye Daoling could only give a wry smile. It was fortunate he hadn't killed himself on the spot.
"Bring Ye Jian here."
Ye Daoling said powerlessly, slumping onto the ground with a sigh. Clearly, he had no other options.
Then, he looked at Ye Longlin with a complicated expression, "Heavenly King Ye, if I hand Ye Jian over to you, can you spare my lineage?"
Ye Longlin tapped the table, remaining silent.
Then, he gritted his teeth, "I was involved in the pursuit of you back then. I am willing to commit suicide to atone for my sins, and I hope you can spare the innocent people in my lineage."
Finally, Ye Longlin's eyelids twitched, "We were innocent people back then. I will give you one day to escape. If any of you can survive, you can seek revenge from me."