Just as Huang Yan was at a loss.

"Don’t overthink it." Ye Xuan suddenly spoke up, "You, Huang Yan, alone, are not worthy of my challenge. What I mean is... I, Ye Xuan, challenge everyone present from Ghost King Valley today!"

What?

Upon hearing these words, everyone present was once again shocked.

Challenge everyone present from Ghost King Valley today?

Is Ye Xuan... challenging the entire Sect of Ghost King Valley?

But that’s not all!

Because Ye Xuan continued speaking: "A mere Ghost King Valley seems insufficient for me to slay. How about this: Zhao Family, Qingcheng Mountain, and your Ghost King Valley, everyone, I challenge you all at once!"

Gasp!

Instantly, the sound of people drawing sharp breaths echoed in the air.

It’s horrifying, it’s horrifying indeed!

Ye Xuan, alone, wants to challenge the three major sects all at once.

What kind of concept is this?

What kind of arrogance is this?

It’s known that even with Qingcheng Mountain’s dwindling numbers, the three sects combined still have dozens of people, and which of them aren’t renowned experts in the Martial Arts world?

Is Ye Xuan going to take on dozens single-handedly?

He’s simultaneously scorning the three sects!

And the people from the three sects, upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, were all enraged, their faces flushed with humiliation.

Finally, Huang Yan, the leader, could bear it no longer: "Challenge all of us from the three sects at once? Ye Xuan, you’re going too far!"

"So what if I’m bullying you?" Ye Xuan replied with a mocking smile, "Do you dare to fight back?"

"Why wouldn’t we dare!"

A Zhao family disciple furiously broke out in anger, wielding a large knife and charged directly at Ye Xuan: "Arrogant brat, prepare to die!"

Ye Xuan squinted and laughed immediately.

His figure moved.

The next second.

Bang!

The sound of an explosion echoed; the Zhao family disciple with the large knife spewed blood and was knocked back, lifeless upon landing.

Dead!

In a flash, yet another person perished!

The scent of death silently and surreptitiously enveloped the entire Canglang Island.

The people of the three sects, already blinded by humiliation and anger, upon seeing a comrade violently killed, were like being splashed with cold water, shivered all over, and froze in place, not daring to move.

Unfortunately, the flames of war have been ignited, and how easily can they be extinguished?

"Since you’ve started, you’re in the fight now, aren’t you? Very well..." Ye Xuan’s chilling voice echoed.

All those from the three sects were shocked upon hearing it.

But before they could regain their senses.

A ruthless massacre had already begun.

Canglang Island, rivers of blood!

Bloody, brutal!

Today, countless Martial Arts heroes witnessed a thorough, ruthless slaughter on Canglang Island.

Slaughter!

Slaughterer, Ye Xuan.

Those slaughtered, everyone present from the Zhao family, Qingcheng Mountain, Ghost King Valley’s three sects!

Unheard of cruelty!

Under the blazing sun, Ye Xuan, bare-handed, descended like a god of death, single-handedly charging into the territories of the three sects, unstoppable with fists and feet!

Each explosive sound that echoed claimed a life that would forever remain on this isolated island.

Inconceivable, unbelievable!

But, so very real.

In just a few minutes, in the eyes of many, the untouchable three sects were already strewn with corpses, rivers of blood.

Under Ye Xuan’s ruthless blade, these renowned Martial Arts experts seemed like mere ants, with no ability to resist, with fate sealed, awaiting only death!

By now, only one person from the dozens of experts from the three sects was left alive, barely clinging to life.

Huang Yan!

In extreme silence.

A string of gazes, as if awakening from a stupor, shifted to Huang Yan, all filled with pity and sympathy, and of course, some with sneering cynicism.

In such massacres, almost without suspense, the last living person would be the most pained!

Indeed...

Huang Yan, a dignified Elder of Ghost King Valley, was left without a shred of dignity or pride, under the enveloping aura of death, terrified and limp on the ground, like a spineless creature.

Completely losing face!

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Sitting on the ground, Huang Yan was already in a state of panic, staring at the corpses and blood everywhere, his constricted pupils filled only with endless fear: "Ye Xuan, are you human or ghost? Are you human or ghost!"

Only today did Huang Yan understand what soul-deep fear is.

This is soul-deep fear!

Even after witnessing everything, he still found it hard to accept that in this world, there exists a man so brutal, ruthless, and overwhelmingly strong.

What’s more frightening is, this man emerged from the mundane world, so young, not long ago just a nameless nobody.

At best, he was the undefeated Black Emperor on the Western battlefield!

Compared to Martial Arts, what is the Western battlefield? What counts as Black Emperor?

But today, this Black Emperor from the Western battlefield, launched a complete slaughter in the presence of Martial Arts heroes; even the likes of Sword God and Zhao Yunhai were mere ants before him.

Is this the power a human should possess? Is this the strength someone of his age should have?

No! No!

Huang Yan, infinitely collapsing, screamed and bellowed in his heart.

And then.

Ye Xuan’s figure slowly approached him.

Instantly.

Huang Yan’s frail physique shuddered, as if struck by lightning, stiffened, the extreme cold swept through his body, rendering him motionless, his skills honed over decades now utterly useless.

Despair triggered fear, fear led him to give up.

Huang Yan woodenly raised his head, glaring at Ye Xuan, his Adam’s apple moved before he could barely speak out: "Ye Xuan, you’re... you’re finished, killing so many people from the three sects, you’re finished!"

"Finished?"

Ye Xuan’s lips curled slightly, chuckling lightly: "Debts have a source and a cause. From the moment you planned to bury me on Canglang Island, your fate now was destined."

Huang Yan’s pupils contracted.

Hatred!

A plan believed flawless was actually naive and laughable.

Ye Xuan’s strength, how could they few possibly shake it?

Seeking death, from the very beginning, they were seeking death!

Ye Xuan squatted down, gazing at Huang Yan with an innocent smile: "Especially your Ghost King Valley, should never have existed, you were free for centuries, and now, it’s just about time."’

Huang Yan was shocked upon hearing this, staring at Ye Xuan with eyes wide; "Who are you? Who exactly are you? You... you are a remnant of the Divine Doctor Sect!"

"A remnant?"

Ye Xuan gave a cold smile, shrugged his shoulders, and struck a powerful punch.

Bang!

A muffled sound echoed, Huang Yan’s body went completely rigid, his frail chest collapsed significantly.

Huang Yan, dead!

All fifty-three members of the three sects, were buried on Canglang Island.

None survived!