After the ascent failed

Chapter 180 Strong Enemy
If anyone is to say who is the master of this Los Angeles, it is undoubtedly the Yan family.

In just one year, the Yan family changed from drastic change to strong, and many surrounding forces came to seek refuge one after another, as if they had become the overlord.

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 not yet at the Qi refining stage.

It is said that such a low-level cultivation base cannot convince the public, but everyone in the know knows that behind this woman stands a powerful soul cultivator surnamed Ye. This majesty is here, who dares to provoke?
"Didn't you see that at that time, Senior Ye beat Yan Changkong to the point of death, and it is said that there was a guard beside him, who beat Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan to death, these people are really gods! "

Outside the Yan family compound, a middle-aged monk with a small achievement in the Daoist realm was chatting with several guards.

"We have heard a lot of rumors about that senior, but how many people have seen it with their own eyes if it is really such a supernatural power?"

Obviously some people don't believe it, and asked.

"Hmph, what do you know, I was present in the fierce battle a year ago, how can you understand Senior Ye's supernatural power?" the middle-aged monk retorted proudly.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they yearned for it.

"Speaking of which, Yan Changkong is already a master of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but he is no match for Senior Ye. How strong is Senior Ye's cultivation?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy exclaimed.

"How strong Senior Ye's cultivation is is beyond what you and I can detect."

The middle-aged monk recalled the fierce battle that day, with awe on his face.

Halfway through the conversation, he seemed to be thinking of something, showing a bit of suspicion: "But at the time, I heard that Senior Ye's cultivation seemed to be only at the Qi refining stage, which is strange."

"Qi refining period? This is absolutely impossible."

Everyone shook their heads: "If Senior Ye's cultivation is only at the Qi refining stage, how can he kill Yan Changkong who is in the Spirit Transformation Realm?"

The middle-aged monk rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and was about to say something in high spirits, but before he could say anything, he knelt down with a terrified expression.

The people next to them also seemed to be crushed by some kind of heavy force, lying on the ground with their eyes turned white.

Suddenly, two people appeared in front of me.

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

"You... who are you? How dare you trespass on Yan's house!"

The middle-aged monk raised his head with difficulty. These two people did not seem to have high levels of cultivation, but there was a powerful pressure of divine sense on their bodies, which made him fearful of facing the gods.

"The cultivator with the surname Ye you mentioned just now is called Ye Chunyang?"

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

"Senior Ye is the guest of my Yan family, how can you mention his name?" the middle-aged monk said angrily.

"Oh, in that case, I did not go to the wrong place." The black-robed old man gave the middle-aged monk an indifferent look.

"Pfft."

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

The old man in black robe didn't even look at the few people, and walked forward in a leisurely manner 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, everyone was discussing something.

"Patriarch, Master Tingshan and Lord Xiaoyushan sent letters one after another, inviting my Yan family to collect spiritual veins together, and gave away one-third of the profit, and all the surrounding sects also donated offerings one by one."

An elder with a perfect Dao base opened a letter and reported softly.

Yan Yuyan took a sip of tea and nodded slightly: "Over the past year, many forces have shown favor to our Yan family, and now the family's profits have skyrocketed, and its strength far exceeds that of the past. All of this is due to the concerted efforts of all of you."

"The patriarch's praise. The Yan family can have today's strength because of your leadership and the support of Senior Ye. Otherwise, how could the real Tingshan and Xiaoyushan lords submit to us obediently."

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 sits in the clan, my Yan family will not only dominate Luocheng, but it is not impossible for my Yan family to become a first-class family in the northern region."

Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Yan Yuyan, with a half-smile, if there was any deep meaning.

That night he had personally seen Yan Yuyan put on green feather clothes and stayed in Ye Chunyang's room for a whole night, everyone knew what this meant.

Yan Yuyan's face was as usual.

After taking charge of the Yan family, she no longer has a trace of greenness, but has become more mature and stable, and her cultivation has faintly reached the bottleneck of the tenth level of Qi refining, and she may advance to the Dao base state at any time.

On the other side, a pair of eyes looked at her vaguely, but finally bowed their heads in silence.

This person is Yan Wushuang.

The scene she saw that night is as deep-rooted as a nightmare, which she can't forget, but she can't mention it to anyone, so she has to bury it deeply in her heart.

"Senior Ye is an expert outside the world. He has his own way of practice and will not stay here."

Yan Yuyan got up slowly, and said: "Now that the Yan family's situation is gradually stabilized, I plan to retreat and practice for a period of time, and I will hand over the family affairs to Wushuang on my behalf. I hope you will support me wholeheartedly."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yan Wushuang.

"Sister, do you want to retreat?"

Yan Wushuang was slightly taken aback.

"A few days ago I was busy dealing with family matters, so that I delayed my practice. During my retreat, the family will be handed over to you." Yan Yuyan said with a smile.

Yan Wushuang hesitated a little, and finally nodded silently.

"clatter."

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came into the hall, and at the same time a faint chuckle sounded: "It seems that you all admire Ye Chunyang very much, and this old man is becoming more and more interested in this fellow Daoist Ye."

The old man in black robe and the man in iron armor appeared there.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they got up and looked at the two of them.

As soon as the other party appeared, he was accompanied by a powerful pressure of spiritual consciousness, absolutely extraordinary.

"I don't know who the two fellow Taoists are, what's your business here?"

Yan Yuyan was vigilant.

These two people appeared silently, walking like ghosts, and the coercion of their spiritual thoughts was even more astonishing.

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 wondered secretly.

"I am Wan Xiuzhu."

The old man in black robe walked into the hall lightly and asked, "Where is Ye Chunyang?"

"Wan Xiuzhu!"

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

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

The three words "Wan Xiuzhu" were too resounding this year. The six sects and major families in the Northern Territory were defeated one by one. After the defeat of the elder of the Shen family, he became the No. title.

Unexpectedly, he actually appeared here.

"Unexpectedly, your Excellency is Senior Wan. Senior Ye left here a year ago, and I don't know his whereabouts. I don't know why Senior is looking for him?" Yan Yuyan politely said.

"Is he not here?"

Wan Xiuzhu was a little disappointed.

However, he soon returned to normal color: "This is also expected. How can a soul cultivator in the out-of-body period live in a small family?"

"Soul cultivation during the out-of-body period!"

"It turns out that Senior Ye is a master soul cultivator, no wonder he was able to kill Yan Changkong with one move."

The elders were shocked.

They only know that Ye Chunyang is powerful, but they don't know that he is a soul cultivator, and he has reached such a state.

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

"This junior is right." Yan Yuyan was puzzled.

The other party obviously has some bad intentions.

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

"boom!"

Before the words fell, a majestic divine thought spread loudly, and a blinding red flame ignited in the hall, and the surrounding tables and chairs were instantly reduced to ashes, and then Wan Xiuzhu grabbed it with his bare hands, and Yan Yuyan was caught in his hands.

"elder sister!"

Yan Wushuang stepped forward, but was shaken back to the original place by an invisible wave. At the same time, Wan Xiuzhu lightly tapped his finger, and a red flame wrapped around it, turning into a rune and hiding between Yan Yuyan's eyebrows. The latter's body softened and fell into a coma past.

"Tell Ye Chunyang, one month later, I, Wan, will be waiting on the top of Linshan. Before the deadline, the head of the Yan family will die."

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

The terrifying spiritual thoughts swept through like a storm, and lingered in the main hall of the Yan family for a long time. All the elders couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground one after another. Only one person stood stubbornly upright.

Her face was pale, blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, but she clenched her fists tightly and insisted on not falling down.

"Second miss, this Wan Xiuzhu actually kidnapped the patriarch, what should we do?"

The old man barely stood up, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, the lingering fear on his face was still there.

Apparently Wan Xiuzhu didn't plan to kill them, otherwise with the strength of his divine sense just now, they would have died long ago.

"What grievances does this person have with Senior Ye? Why did he find our Yan family?"

"Don't say that Senior Ye's whereabouts are elusive, we have no way of knowing, even if we find Senior Ye, this Wan Xiuzhu is so powerful, I am afraid that Senior Ye may not be able to rescue the patriarch."

The rest of the people also said anxiously.

Yan Wushuang trembled slightly and remained silent for a long time.

"Second Miss, what should I do now?" the old man asked anxiously.

Wan Xiuzhu has repeatedly challenged the various sects without defeat. This incident has shaken the Northern Territory, and no one can be against him. Ye Chunyang is certainly powerful, but they don't know what his real cultivation is. The odds are still unknown.

"I'm going to find him!"

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

"Second Miss knows the whereabouts of Senior Ye?" The old man's expression changed.

Anyway, Ye Chunyang is their only hope now, Wan Xiuzhu's target is him, and it is unlikely that he will really attack Yan Yuyan, if Ye Chunyang shows up, Yan Yuyan's crisis can be solved.

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

(End of this chapter)