Chapter 1359 Strong Enemy

If we talk about who is the master of Luocheng now, it is undoubtedly the Yan family.

In just one year, the Yan family has changed dramatically and become powerful. Many surrounding forces have come to join them, and they have become the dominant force.

However, there is one thing that is surprising. After Yan Changkong, the current head of the Yan family is actually a woman, and her cultivation is only at the Qi Refining Stage.

It is said that such a low-level cultivation cannot convince the public, but everyone in the know knows that behind this woman stands a powerful soul cultivator named Ye. This person killed Yan Changkong with one move and supported the Yan family to the top. With such majesty, who dares to provoke?

"You didn't see it. At that time, Senior Ye beat Yan Changkong to death with just a wave of his hand. It is said that there was a guard beside him who beat Master Tingshan and Little Yushanjun. Such a person is really a god!"

Outside the Yan family compound, a middle-aged cultivator who had achieved a minor success in the Dao Foundation Realm talked with several guards who were guarding the door.

"We have heard a lot of rumors about that senior, but how many people have seen it with their own eyes?"

Some people obviously don't believe it and ask.

"Hmph, what do you know? I was in the fierce battle a year ago. How can you understand Senior Ye's magical power?" The middle-aged cultivator retorted proudly.

Several people looked at each other. Although they didn't see it with their own eyes, they were yearning for it.

"Speaking of which, Yan Changkong is already a master of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but he can't defeat Senior Ye at all. How powerful is Senior Ye's cultivation?" A teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old exclaimed.

"How strong is Senior Ye's cultivation? You and I can't detect it at all."

The middle-aged cultivator recalled the fierce battle that day, and his face was full of awe.

Halfway through his words, he seemed to remember something and showed some doubt: "But I heard that Senior Ye's cultivation seemed to be only at the Qi Refining Stage, which is strange."

"Qi Refining Stage? This is absolutely impossible."

Everyone shook their heads: "If Senior Ye's cultivation was only at the Qi Refining Stage, how could he kill Yan Changkong in the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

The middle-aged cultivator rolled his eyes when he heard this, and was about to say something else with high spirits, but before he could say anything, he knelt down with a horrified look on his face.

The people next to him seemed to be crushed by some heavy force, and they fell to the ground with their eyes rolled back.

Two people appeared in front of him at some point.

An old man in a black robe and a middle-aged man in iron armor.

"Who... are you? How dare you trespass into the Yan family!"

The middle-aged cultivator raised his head with difficulty. The two people didn't seem to have high cultivation, but they had a strong divine pressure on them, which made him feel the fear of facing the gods directly.

"The cultivator surnamed Ye you just mentioned, is he called Ye Chunyang?"

The old man in black robes put his hands behind his back and looked down at the few people, as if he was looking at a few insignificant ants.

"Senior Ye is a guest of our Yan family, how can you mention his name?" The middle-aged cultivator said angrily.

"Oh, so I did not find the wrong place." The old man in black robes glanced at the middle-aged cultivator indifferently.

"Puff."

The middle-aged cultivator's face changed wildly, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were empty and he fell backwards, and he was dead.

The old man in black robes did not even look at the few people, and walked forward leisurely with his hands behind his back.

The armored man followed closely behind.

...

The main hall of the Yan family.

Yan Yuyan was sitting at the head, Yan Wushuang and several elders of the Yan family were sitting on both sides, and everyone was discussing something.

"Clan leader, Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan have sent letters to invite our Yan family to collect spiritual veins together, and give up one-third of the profits. The surrounding aristocratic families and sects have also offered tributes one by one."

An elder who has reached the perfect Dao foundation realm opened a letter and reported quietly.

Yan Yuyan took a sip of tea and nodded slightly: "Over the past year, many forces have shown goodwill to our Yan family. Now the family's profits have soared and its strength has far exceeded the past. All this depends on the concerted efforts of all of you."

"Clan leader, thank you for your praise. The Yan family can have today's strength, or it is your good leadership, plus the support of Senior Ye, otherwise how could Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan obediently submit to us."

An old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen Senior Ye again in the past year. If he were in charge of the clan, our Yan family would not only dominate Luocheng, but also become a first-class family in the Northern Territory."

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Yan Yuyan, smiling, as if he had a deep meaning.

That night, he had personally seen Yan Yuyan wearing a green feather dress and staying in Ye Chunyang's room for a whole night. Everyone knew what this meant.

Yan Yuyan's face was normal.

After taking charge of the Yan family, she no longer had any immaturity, but had become more mature and steady. Her cultivation had also reached the bottleneck of the tenth level of Qi Refining, and she might advance to the Dao Foundation Realm at any time.

On the other side, a pair of eyes looked at her vaguely, but finally bowed their heads and remained silent.

This person was Yan Wushuang.

The scene she saw that night was still deeply rooted like a nightmare, so she couldn't forget it, but she couldn't mention it to anyone, so she had to bury it deeply in her heart.

"Senior Ye is a hermit master, and he has his own way of cultivation. He won't stay here."

Yan Yuyan slowly stood up and said, "Now that the situation of the Yan family is gradually settled, I plan to practice in seclusion for a period of time, and leave the family affairs to Wushuang to take care of. I hope you will support me with all your heart."

After that, she glanced at Yan Wushuang.

"Sister, are you going to retreat?"

Yan Wushuang was slightly startled.

"I have been busy dealing with family affairs for a few days, so I have delayed my practice. During my retreat, the family will be handed over to you." Yan Yuyan said with a smile.

Yan Wushuang hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded silently.

"Da."

At this moment, a light footstep sounded in the hall, and at the same time a faint chuckle sounded: "It seems that everyone admires Ye Chunyang very much, and I am more and more interested in this fellow Daoist Ye."

The black-robed old man and the iron-armored man appeared there.

The expressions of the people changed slightly, and they all stood up to look at the two.

When the other party appeared, they were accompanied by a powerful spiritual pressure, which was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I don't know who the two fellow Daoists are, and what are you doing here?"

Yan Yuyan was alert in her heart.

The two appeared silently, like ghosts, and the spiritual pressure they exuded was even more amazing.

This feeling made her feel familiar, and it only existed when she was with Ye Chunyang.

"Are they soul cultivators like Senior Ye?" Yan Yuyan was puzzled.

"I am Wan Xiuzhu."

The black-robed old man walked into the hall calmly and said, "Where is Ye Chunyang?"

"Wan Xiuzhu!"

"You are the mysterious soul cultivator who has recently challenged the invincible opponents of various sects in the Northern Territory!"

There was an uproar in the hall, and the two sisters of the Yan family also changed their expressions.

The three words "Wan Xiuzhu" have been too famous in the past year. The six sects and major families in the Northern Territory have been defeated by him one by one. After the defeat of the great elder of the Shen family, he has become the number one in the Northern Territory.

Unexpectedly, he appeared here.

"I didn't expect that you are Senior Wan. Senior Ye left here a year ago. We don't know his whereabouts. I wonder why you are looking for him?" Yan Yuyan said with a gentle bow.

"Is he not here?"

Wan Xiuzhu was a little disappointed.

But he quickly recovered his normal expression: "This is also expected. How can a soul cultivator in the out-of-body stage be relegated to a small family?"

"Out-of-body soul cultivator!"

"It turns out that Senior Ye is a soul cultivator master. No wonder he can kill Yan Changkong with one move."

The elders were surprised.

They only knew that Ye Chunyang was powerful, but they didn't know that he was a soul cultivator and reached such a level.

Wan Xiuzhu looked at Yan Yuyan and asked, "You are the head of the Yan family, Yan Yuyan, right?"

"I am." Yan Yuyan was in doubt.

The other party obviously had some bad intentions.

Wan Xiuzhu smiled and said, "I heard that you seem to have a close relationship with Ye Chunyang. This person killed my apprentice Xu Guang. I want to take his life for revenge. Since he is not here, I am too lazy to look for him. I will trouble you to go with me and let him save people himself."

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, a majestic divine thought spread out, and a dazzling red flame ignited in the hall. The tables and chairs around were instantly turned into ashes. Then Wan Xiuzhu grabbed Yan Yuyan with his bare hands and she was captured in his hands.

"Sister!"

Yan Wushuang rushed forward, but was shaken back to the original place by an invisible wave. At the same time, Wan Xiuzhu tapped his fingers lightly, and a red flame wrapped around, turning into a rune and hiding in the center of Yan Yuyan's eyebrows. The latter's body softened and she fainted.

"Tell Ye Chunyang that I, Wan, will be waiting for you at the top of the mountain in a month. If you fail to arrive, the head of the Yan family will die."

Handing the unconscious Yan Yuyan to Meng Yuan, Wan Xiuzhu raised his hand and waved it. The red flames in the air dispersed, and the waves of fire surged down, and finally walked away slowly.

The terrifying divine thought swept like a storm, and it lasted for a long time in the main hall of the Yan family. The elders could not bear it and fell to the ground one after another. Only one person stood upright stubbornly.

She was pale, with blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, but she clenched her fists and insisted on not falling down.

"Second Miss, this Wan Xiuzhu actually kidnapped the head of the family. What should we do?"

The old man barely stood up, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and his face was still in shock.

It was obvious that Wan Xiuzhu had no intention of killing them, otherwise, with the strength of the divine thought just now, they would have died long ago.

"What grudge does this person have with Senior Ye? Why did he come to our Yan family?"

"Not to mention that Senior Ye's whereabouts are elusive, we have no way of knowing. Even if we find Senior Ye, Wan Xiuzhu is so powerful that I'm afraid Senior Ye may not be able to rescue the clan leader."

The other few people also said with trepidation.

Yan Wushuang's body trembled slightly, and she was silent for a long time.

"Second Miss, what should we do now?" The old man said anxiously.

Wan Xiuzhu has challenged all the major sects without any defeat. This matter has shocked the Northern Territory. No one can be his enemy. Ye Chunyang is indeed powerful, but they don't know how good his true cultivation is. It is still unknown whether they can win against Wan Xiuzhu.

"I'll go find him!"

After a long time, Yan Wushuang took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.

"Second Miss, do you know the whereabouts of Senior Ye?" The old man's expression moved.

No matter what, Ye Chunyang is their only hope now. Wan Xiuzhu's target is him, so he will not really attack Yan Yuyan. If Ye Chunyang shows up, Yan Yuyan's crisis can be resolved.

Yan Wushuang walked out of the hall slowly, raised his head, looked in a certain direction, and said: "Cang Yuan Sect!"