Chapter 1816

The experts had all attacked, the two heads hung high on the city wall, no one cared about them anymore.

The Yang family's move was just to restrain the monk.

Zi Chen leapt into the air, easily arriving beside the two heads. He raised his hand and shot out a beam of energy, easily taking away the two heads.

Such a change was out of everyone's expectations. When the other members of the Yang family reacted, Zi Chen had already landed.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere with the Yang family's matters."

A cold voice rang out. A sector lord flew out from the city. This was the sector lord who had shouted just now. When he signaled the others to die, he turned and entered the city.

Towards such a person, Zi Chen clearly had no intention of introducing himself. The other party was only a Sector Lord, Zi Chen couldn't possibly drag him along. Then, the two of them would sit together and explain in detail the relationship between Zi Chen and the two heads.

What responded to this sector lord was Zi Chen's fist.

The fist shining with lightning landed on the sector lord's body without any warning.

The sector lord's face was filled with disbelief. He simply couldn't imagine that in this Yang Tian domain, other than that reckless monk, there would be someone who dared to attack the Yang family.

"Boom!"

The fist exploded on the sector lord's body. His body was scattered like the energy of the fist.

A single fist exploded.

The Yang family's sector lords who were about to step forward were all stunned.

"Who are you? Do you know where this is? How dare you behave so atrociously here."

"How dare you behave atrociously in Yang Tian city? You must be tired of living."

"I think this person must be the monk's accomplice. We can't let him go."

The Yang family of Yang Tian city had a very special position in the Yang Tian domain. Under such a situation where one family was the strongest, the cultivators of the Yang family naturally had a sense of superiority. Moreover, these people weren't ordinary guests, they were pure members of the Yang family.

Because of this, they lacked a sense of safety compared to the other guests. They always felt that the Yang family was the strongest and no one dared to attack them. A person like the monk who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth had only appeared once in tens of thousands of years.

"Kill."

Zi Chen said coldly as his gaze swept past these people.

Streaks of cyan light shot out from Dong Qing's Sea of Knowledge not far away, transforming into cyan swords, which pierced into the Sea of Knowledge of these people and destroyed their souls.

It was too easy for a Perfection Beast Tamer to kill these Sector Lords.

Immediately after, Zi Chen waved his hand, and all the corpses on the ground disappeared. These corpses would become food for the Rulers.

At the city gate, many domain realm experts poked their heads out and stared at the two figures in shock.

That monk from before was able to kill a group of world overlords in an instant. Who would have thought that these two would have such powerful means as well?

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura suddenly surged out from the city. A furious roar resounded through the heavens, "You dare to behave atrociously in Central Sky City? You're courting death!"

A Paragon flew out of the city and chased after Zi Chen.

Following that, a few Lesser Perfection Earthly Sovereigns also made their move.

However, by the time he was hundreds of miles away, he had already lost track of the Paragon. It was as if the Paragon had disappeared into thin air.

Because the attack was too fast, the Paragon was killed before he could take out his imperial weapon. This also caused Zi Chen to indirectly lose an imperial weapon.

However, there were many Paragon who were chasing after the monk, so of course, there were also many imperial weapons.

The first monk that appeared was only a clone. The second one was the real one.

Zi Chen followed the aura left behind by the monk and advanced forward to help him out.

Along the way, Zi Chen could occasionally see one or two corpses. They were all Paragon, and Buddhist power was surging on the wounds of the corpses. Obviously, they were all killed by the monk.

Zi Chen was responsible for taking away these corpses.

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Poof!

With a slash, the Buddhist light flashed, and a Paragon was cut in half at the waist. The monk smiled sinisterly at the surroundings with a ferocious expression.

Beside him, a monk holding a demon-subduing pestle looked solemn and benevolent. The attacks of the Paragons were blocked one after another.

The two monks, one good and one evil, both appeared.

Around them were a group of Paragons and Paragons. As for a middle-aged man standing in the distance, he was Empty Realm and was watching the battle coldly.

To a major force like the Yang Clan, ordinary Realm Lords were nothing. Perhaps even Paragons were nothing. However, Paragons were definitely powerful existences. Empty Realm was almost the pinnacle of combat power.

The death of each Great Perfection expert was a considerable loss to the Yang Clan.

Poof!

Another Paragon was killed. Blood splattered on the monk's face. He was already ferocious and terrifying, but now his expression was even more ferocious.

The monk was killing enemies, but his speed was far slower than the speed of the Yang Clan's experts. Soon, many Paragons and Paragons heard the news and rushed over.

"Good and Evil Monk, surrender."

A cold voice sounded. It was Empty Realm's cold voice.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, his heart was bleeding. Although the Yang Clan was large, the death of each Paragon was also a loss to the Yang Clan.

The higher-ups who made the decision would never have thought that killing a Paragon monk would cause such a great loss.

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Yang Tian City, Yang Tian Clan.

A young man at the ninth stage of the Domain realm knelt in the hall. His face was expressionless as his body trembled with the occasional cracking sounds in the hall.

The cracking sounds came from the black soul tablets above. Each tablet represented a Realm Lord. The light black ones were Paragons. The darker ones were Paragons. The dark black ones were Paragons. The dark black ones were Paragons. The purplish black ones were Empty Realm Lords. In total, there were more than a hundred soul tablets.

At this moment, there were more than thirty shattered soul tablets. Just a moment ago, another eight ordinary soul tablets were shattered.

The ones who died earlier were all ordinary Realm Lords. However, those who died later were all Paragons.

Poof!

Another cracking sound was heard. A light black soul tablet shattered.

Poof! Poof!

Another two soul plates that represented the identity of a Small Perfection Stage cultivator shattered.

"Eight. Luo 'er, eight Paragons have died."

In front of the soul tablets stood a middle-aged man in a purple robe. He looked at the shattered soul tablets and said, "Because of your selfishness, we lost 73 Realm Lords and 3 Paragons. This doesn't include the Realm Lords who came for the bounty."

The young man's face was filled with resentment and unwillingness. He said, "Father, please help me. That monk must die."

"I've warned you many times to think deeply before you do anything. Those two brothers are nothing. However, as a Domain realm cultivator, don't you know what kind of person Evil Good Monk is? He's the only one who came back from the dragon boat. He's also the number one on the King Board. Don't you know how dangerous it is for such a person to break through to the Realm Lord realm?" The middle-aged man shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"Of course I know. However, I didn't expect that monk to be so unappreciative. He'd rather offend the Yang Clan than meddle in other people's business." The young man was unconvinced.

"Yang Luo."

The middle-aged man turned around and said coldly, "Even now, you still don't understand this logic. Although our surname is Yang and we're from the Yang Clan, we don't represent the entire Yang Clan. How dare that monk provoke the entire Yang Clan? He's provoking our bloodline. Do you understand? Don't you know how many old fellows are waiting for our bloodline to make a mistake?"

The Yang Clan had a long history and there were many branches in the clan. Even two brothers in a family would have conflicts, let alone such a huge clan with huge benefits.

Yang Luo finally sensed the seriousness of the matter. For the first time, his eyes were filled with fear.

The clan had lost many experts. Their bloodline's foundation would be shaken. As for the other branches, not only would they not support them, they might even hit them when they're down.

The reason why Yang Luo could do whatever he wanted in Yang Tian City was because of his family. However, this was the first time he felt that even though he was from the Yang Clan, he didn't represent the entire Yang Clan.

"I hope they can kill Evil Good Monk this time. Otherwise, father's position as the head of the clan …"

"They can, they can. With so many Great Perfection experts and Empty Realm, that monk will definitely die." The terrified Yang Luo seemed to have found the source of his confidence.

But in the next moment, they heard a crack. It was a soul tablet representing a Great Perfection expert shattering. Then, one Great Perfection expert after another shattered.

The middle-aged man's expression changed. Yang Luo's face was already pale.

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Almost all the experts from the Yang Clan who went out to plot against the monk were gathered back to block the monk.

The battle had stopped here. The monk was surrounded in the middle. Great and Great Perfection experts were eyeing him covetously and Empty Realm could attack at any time.

As for the ordinary realm lords, they stood far away to prevent the heavily injured monk from escaping.

Looking at the situation, the monk would definitely die.

"Good and Evil Monk, surrender."

Empty Realm spoke with a cold voice. Under such circumstances, no one thought that the monk could survive.

Even if he had an extraordinary battle technique, he could still fight more than ten Great Perfection experts.

Even if he could, he couldn't cross realms to destroy Empty Realm.

The monk stood with his blade. His clone dissipated. The ferocious look on his face gradually disappeared. His expression became calm. Even in the face of certain death, he didn't seem to panic.

But was that really the case?

Of course not. No one could stay calm in the face of death. The monk at the moment just wanted to look less pathetic before someone arrived.

In fact, he had cursed that person many times in his heart. Why didn't he come? Why was he so slow? Did he really wait until he was about to die before he came?

As soon as he appeared, he sensed that person's aura from the energy aura. Both sides didn't need to communicate at all to know what to do.

"Surrender? Are you dreaming? As long as I, this monk, am alive, I will kill all of you. At the same time, I will announce all the heinous things you have done to the public," the monk said coldly.

"Looks like you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Then don't blame us for being rude."