"No..."
"Don't kill—ugh..."
Hearing his words, Sang Biao realized something was amiss.
He desperately tried to beg for mercy from Bai Zihe, to spare his life.
But his plea got stuck in his throat halfway, his pupils dilated, and he would never speak again in this life.
"Ahhh—"
"Oh no, Sang Biao is dead!"
"My god, this young man is too audacious!"
"Run, dammit, don't block my way, I don't want to die here!"
"..."
Sang Biao was not only the owner of this boxing ring but also a local overlord of Yangguang City's underworld.
With his death...
This place was bound to change hands, and various factions would swarm like sharks smelling blood, engaging in a frenzied scramble.
They dared not linger here.
Then, one by one, they fled in panic, wishing they had a fourth leg.
"Zhang Wei, let's go too."
Bai Zihe tossed Sang Biao's body aside and left with Zhang Wei.
However, he failed to notice.
The body of Xu Chengyan, whom he had killed not long ago, had already been moved elsewhere.
In a luxurious villa not far away.
A middle-aged man stared at Xu Chengyan's corpse, his face as cold as frost.
He was Xu Chengyan's master, Kuang Dao.
Kuang Dao had gained fame ten years ago.
Back then, with just a broadsword in hand, he carved out a reputation in Yangguang City. Known for his proficiency with the blade and his unparalleled arrogance, he was called Kuang Dao.
As for his original name...
He himself had not used it for many years.
And today.
His disciple, Kuang Dao's disciple, had been murdered.
"Pass down the order immediately."
"Seal all passages connecting Yangguang City to the outside world."
"Whether by road, rail, water, or even air, seal... blockade everything, and station experts there."
"If the murderer is found..."
A bone-deep darkness flickered across Kuang Dao's face: "Execute them on the spot!" kuAiδugg
"Yes!"
Sang Biao's men immediately went to carry out the orders.
"How dare someone kill my Kuang Dao's disciple..."
"I don't care who you are, celestial being or devil, you will pay a heavy price!"
Afterward, Kuang Dao, carrying Xu Chengyan's body, went to a secluded location.
"My Lord..."
He bowed outside a door, like an old eunuch.
If anyone had seen this scene, their jaws would have dropped—Kuang Dao was already a Grandmaster-level expert. Who could command such respect from him?
The identity and status of this person were likely terrifying.
"Enter."
A deep, resonant voice came from within.
Kuang Dao then cautiously pushed open the door and entered, carrying Xu Chengyan's body.
Inside was a person.
Clad entirely in black robes, his eyes were round and full, showing no sign of dryness or decline.
It was the Great Grandmaster-level Gu cultivator who, on Bai Zihe's return journey, had dispatched a clone to ambush him, only to have it destroyed by Bai Zihe!
"Venerable Master..."
Kuang Dao dared not show any disrespect, and said grimly, "A master appeared at the boxing ring and killed my disciple."
"Judging by his speed from their surveillance..."
"This person might also be a Grandmaster."
"I don't have full confidence in fighting him. I request your guidance, Venerable Master."
The Great Grandmaster Gu cultivator stood up and walked to Xu Chengyan's corpse.
Buzz!
He raised a finger, and a dark flame ignited, appearing terrifying.
Then, he touched his finger to Xu Chengyan's forehead.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The flame entered the body entirely, vanishing without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Chengyan's corpse, which had begun to turn pale and stiff, suddenly showed wisps of black energy.
Then.
His eyelids lifted, and he opened his eyes as if he were alive.
And his aura at this moment surged wildly, from a Postnatal Martial Artist, to a High-level Postnatal Martial Artist, then to a Congenital Martial Artist, all the way to a High-level Congenital Martial Artist...
Finally stopping at the Half-step Grandmaster realm!
Kuang Dao felt a surge of emotion.
This was the power of a Great Grandmaster; with a mere gesture, they could create a Half-step Grandmaster expert.
And one who felt no pain and no fear of death.
While he was still in shock.
The Great Grandmaster Gu cultivator produced a pale green porcelain bottle: "You two cooperate. If you still can't kill that Grandmaster, take this pill."
Kuang Dao immediately received it solemnly: "Thank you, Venerable Master, for the medicine!"
"Go."