Chapter 1820: Chapter 1816: Clan Leader Li, You’re in Big Trouble Now (Second Update)
Puff!
The white light dispersed, revealing Li Xiongling inside.
Looking at him now, his neck was firmly grasped by Xue An. Despite his towering figure, he was lifted in mid-air as if he weighed nothing.
Xue An raised his eyes and quietly looked at him, then said coldly, "You are the first!"
Somehow, upon meeting Xue An’s gaze, which was so calm without a ripple, Li Xiongling felt all his strength drain away instantly, and a tremendous fear surged in his heart.
Especially after hearing Xue An’s words, he was extremely terrified.
Because he had never felt such a close threat of death.
This fear made him want to scream and beg for mercy.
But it was all too late.
Just as Xue An’s hand exerted a sudden force.
With a muffled thud.
Li Xiongling’s neck was directly snapped by Xue An, blood sprayed, and his massive tiger head fell to the ground along with his body, making a dull, heavy noise.
This scene caused the pupils of all the White Tiger Clan members to shrink to the size of a needle’s tip instantly.
Not only that, but after Li Xiongling’s neck was snapped, a bright light flew out from his headless body, hastily trying to escape.
It was Li Xiongling’s spirit.
Yet Xue An didn’t even give him this chance; he casually waved his hand.
A sword light flashed, directly pinning Li Xiongling’s spirit to the ground.
"Ah! I don’t want to die! Father, Clan Leader, save me...," Li Xiongling’s spirit struggled painfully on the ground.
Li Hai exclaimed, "Xiongling!"
He then wanted to rush over and save him.
But at this moment, the sword light pinning Li Xiongling burst open, completely obliterating his spirit.
With that.
This unfortunate young lord of the White Tiger Clan was completely annihilated in both soul and spirit.
The entire process was swift and decisive, and many hadn’t even fully reacted before the once lively Li Xiongling became a corpse on the ground.
Li Hai stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, and only after a moment did he regain his senses, then roared, "I’ll kill you...!"
He then intended to charge forward.
But just then, a hand stopped him.
At this moment, Li Hai was already on the verge of madness with rage, and anyone who dared to stop him would be torn to pieces.
Except this person instantly calmed him down.
Because the one stopping him was Li Tulü, the great Clan Leader of the White Tiger Clan.
Li Hai looked at Li Tulü in shock, "Clan Leader, I... ."
Li Tulü’s face was stern and as calm as water, and he said in a deep voice, "Stand down for now!"
"Yes...yes!" Li Hai had no choice but to step back with a face full of reluctance, his gaze fiercely fixed on Xue An.
Meanwhile.
Li Tulü stepped forward, looking solemnly at Xue An. After a while, he suddenly spoke, "Sword Cultivator?"
Xue An remained silent.
"Haha! No wonder your tone was so audacious before, turns out you belong to the Human Clan’s Sword Cultivators! May I ask if you hail from the Jian Sect or the Profound Ming Tomb?" Li Tulü sneered.
Xue An still did not speak.
Li Tulü grew increasingly angry in his heart, but Xue An’s display of strength when he killed Li Xiongling was indeed somewhat daunting.
Especially that sword light which suddenly flashed, it gave him a sense of déjà vu.
That’s why he stopped Li Hai, wanting to interrogate this white-clad young man about his background first.
But he didn’t expect the other party to completely ignore him.
Li Tulü’s eyelids began to twitch slightly.
Those familiar with him knew that this was a sign of extreme anger and the awakening of his killing intent.
But after all, he was the figurehead of a clan; he forced himself to calm down, sneering, "Sword Cultivator, do not think your strength grants you impunity. Even if Li Jingxing from the Jian Sect were here, I wouldn’t be afraid, let alone you?"
Xue An’s mouth gradually curved into a cold yet mocking smile.
"Oh? Really! Then we can have a try; let’s see whether you fall to my sword, or I die by your hand, how about that?"
The malice in the words was enough to stir one’s emotions.
And this blocked all the words Li Tulü intended to say.
There was no room for turning back now.
Because if he couldn’t defeat this white-clad young man, his time as Clan Leader would be over.
Therefore, he roared, "Courting death!"
And then raised his hand, delivering a strike.
As the Clan Leader of the White Tiger Clan, he was just a step away from reaching the level of Immortal Emperor.
Li Tulü’s strength was extremely formidable.
But he was a very cautious person.
Especially when he couldn’t see through Xue An’s origins, he was unwilling to risk himself.
So this strike was a test.
Although just a test, it was sufficiently powerful.
A grey brilliance surged violently towards Xue An, and faintly, there was a sound of ghostly wailing and moaning.
Ghost Strike!
An attack method unique to the White Tiger Clan.
Legends say that those killed by a tiger have their spirits imprisoned, becoming their accomplices.
The White Tiger Clan naturally inherited this talent.
Being a top Demon Race expert living for thousands of years, the number of people killed by Li Tulü was countless, resulting in his strike being extremely potent.
If it were an average expert, there would be no need to act, they would collapse just from this strike.
But at that moment, a brilliant and radiant sword light suddenly flashed by.
Everywhere it passed, all evil dissipated like ice and snow melting.
As for this Ghost Strike, it also vanished into nothingness.
Immediately after, numerous spirit images appeared, saluting Xue An with relieved expressions before dispersing.
One sword!
Just one sword obliterated all the Ghost Accomplices Li Tulü had painstakingly accumulated over countless years.
Li Tulü felt so frustrated he almost spat blood, but the fear in his eyes grew stronger.
Because the Sword Intent just now was truly astonishing.
And the sense of déjà vu in Li Tulü’s heart grew stronger.
Thus, he looked at Xue An with extreme seriousness, slowly saying, "Who exactly are you?"
Xue An’s face showed a faint smile, "So eager to know?"
Meanwhile.
Beside him, Huyue casually sat in a chair, chuckling, "Old Xue, don’t tease him, just tell them directly!"
Xue An did not speak but raised his hand, thrusting it into the void, then slowly pulling out.
As he moved, a long sword emerged from the void.
The piercing sword aura shook the universe.
And Xue An said calmly, "My name is Xue An, you’ve probably heard this name!"
Boom!
Li Tulü felt as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened instantly, looking at Xue An in disbelief.
"You... you... ."
He stuttered without completing a sentence.
Beside him, Huyue leisurely picked up a wine cup from the table, chuckling, "That’s right, he is the Red Lotus Immortal Venerable!"
He then drank all the wine in the cup, lightly sighed, "So, Clan Leader Li, you’re in big trouble!"