in one fell swoop, then we can talk.”Within the tide of devouring souls controlled by the Rakshasa King's divine consciousness, where it clashed with the flames of Brahma, several ghost heads envelope...“Hou Lie, within this domain of mine, I cannot directly kill you. However, if I cripple your cultivation, you will have nothing left to complain about. Within ten breaths' time, surrender or else face the consequences.”

Having dealt with the trouble of those Jindan cultivators' formations, Lu Xia Tian once again looked at Hou Lie under the Town Demon Tower, and said in a low voice.

“I was merely hosting two young disciples. How could it be considered detainment Furthermore, as a high-ranking official in the Celestial Court, I cannot be dismissed at your whim.” Hou Lie forcefully resisted the crushing pressure of the Town Demon Tower, managing to respond with effort.

“Waste of time,” Lu Xia Tian shook his head, the Zhenyao Tower’s lights flashed again.

...Hou Lie's face flushed crimson, a mouthful of blood spurting out. The pagoda atop his head sank another section. He had almost been unable to hold it up and was nearly pressed to the ground.

Under the gaze of so many onlookers, Hou Lie couldn't bear to lose face. Gritting his teeth, he looked at Lu Xia Tian with fear and hatred in his eyes. His body trembled, but he still stood firm.

Though Hou Lie was resolute and steadfast, the ground beneath him couldn't hold. Cracks appeared in the solid stones as if even they were succumbing to the immense pressure of the Town Demon Tower. Under this crushing weight, Hou Lie's knees began to sink into the earth.

"Father!" Before, Hou Xiyu had some petulant arrogance. Seeing her father suppressed beneath the Demon Suppressing Tower, unable to move, and about to be pressed into the ground, Hou Xiyu couldn't help but cry out in despair.

"Dare you, to trespass into General Zhenyuan's residence and commit acts of violence within Xiangdu Let me see what you are truly capable of." A thunderous roar echoed through the air, the wind howled fiercely, and a green figure streaked towards them like a meteor chasing the moon.

A curved, green blade slashed straight toward the Demon Suppression Tower.

“Don’t be afraid, Sister Yu. My father has arrived and will surely punish this madman.” Another man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, who had been held back by a group of people behind him, finally caught up and shouted at Hou Xiyue.

“Young Master Xiao,” Hou Xiyue saw Xiao Yang arriving and her eyes immediately welled up, her face etched with a look of great distress. “Uncle and Young Master Xiao must act as my father’s representative.”

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"Don't worry, Feather Sister, I won't let this madman get away with it." Xiao Yang held Hou Xiyu's hand and comforted her.

Hou Lie heaved a sigh of relief. He had finally managed to hold on until Xiao Jingfeng arrived. This Xiao Jingfeng, aside from being the younger brother of the head of the Xiao family, was also quite accomplished in his own right. A cultivator at the mid-Yuan Ying stage, he was well-known within Xiangdu. The silver-haired cultivator before them was unknown, even if his strength was slightly superior to Xiao Jingfeng's. It would be difficult for him to gain an advantage against Xiao Jingfeng, who had been famous for many years, let alone with the powerful support of the Xiao family behind him. Before even engaging in battle, he already felt a fearsome three points of trepidation.

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What puzzled Hou Lie was that even with Xiao Jingfeng's arrival, the pressure from the Town Demon Pagoda on his head didn't lessen at all. It pressed down on him so heavily that he could barely speak.

The tower suppressing Hou Lie blossomed with a black curtain, enveloping the wind blades it had cut. Inside, there was a crackling sound as the wind blades and the previously erupted black light simultaneously vanished into nothingness.

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“It seems like you two are a formidable pair, determined to work together. But don't underestimate me, I'm not someone you can easily handle.” Lu Xiaotien glanced at Xiao Jinfeng who was rushing towards him and said.

“Such an arrogant youngster, daring to underestimate the Xiao Family, you are the first.” Xiao Jingfeng’s eyes instantly turned blue with a menacing flicker, his white beard bristled, and a whirlwind of wind howled around him.

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Those lower-ranking cultivators around them suddenly swayed, their bodies affected by the immense wind force, almost being blown away. They looked at each other in shock and retreated backward one after another.

"Princess, let's retreat a little." Yuan Gang was struggling, and hurriedly said to Xiang Lian'er.

Xiangling's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement. Hearing Yuan Gang's persuasion, she nodded and followed the others back.

As soon as Xiao Jingfeng's voice fell, his figure flashed, turning into a faint blue light and disappearing into the air. Even Hou Lie, a cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul, couldn't catch Xiao Jingfeng's movements with his naked eyes.

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As for the Jindan cultivators who watched the battle within Zhenyuan General's Mansion, they couldn't even make out a clear silhouette.

“Yu Mei, this is a wind shadow technique that my father has been practicing for many years and is nearing completion. Not only is its speed astonishing, making it difficult for cultivators of the same level to keep up, but its power is also extraordinary. This person in front of us dares to offend the General's Mansion, let's see how my father punishes him.” Xiao Yang comforted Hou Xiyu.

“Uncle truly lives up to his reputation as the pillar of the Xiao family. I couldn't even catch a glimpse of him, so I'm sure he could handle this person easily.” Hou Xiyue nodded in agreement.

"It's not necessarily true. While this young man with silver hair isn't well-known in Xiangdu, his strength is astonishingly powerful. There are more than a couple of people who have suffered losses at his hands. It's just that for some reasons, the news hasn't spread."

Nie Chen shook his head and said, "I am Nie Shuzhao's son. Several years ago, my father and Xiao Jingming witnessed this person trapping Xiang Yuezhe with a sword formation with their own eyes. If it weren't for my father and Xiao Jingming arriving in time, Xiang Yuezhe's fate would have been terrible. However, Xiang Yuezhe was too embarrassed to spread the word, and my father, Nie Shuzhao, did not disclose it to the outside world. As Nie Shuzhao's son, I only heard about it."

"My father has defeated more than one or two Nascent Soul cultivators. This unknown nobody would never be a match for my father," Xiao Yang said with an arrogant expression.

“Since Young Master Xiao is so confident, then let’s wait and see.” Nie Chen chuckled softly, his eyes completely captivated by the Yuan Ying cultivators in the arena.

Before Xiao Yang's words could even finish, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, followed by an expression of anger, fear, and bewilderment. Suddenly, Xiao Jingfeng, who had just been nowhere to be seen, stumbled backward several dozen feet after being trapped in the middle by the nameless silver-haired Nascent Soul cultivator. Behind him, a series of radiant seven-layered pagodas surged forward, one after another. It was only then that the spectators realized that the silver-haired Nascent Soul cultivator had only used a fraction of his power when dealing with Hou Lie.

...It was Xiao Jianfeng, the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Xiao family. He hadn't even withstood a few rounds before being forced back stumblingly. The silver-haired young cultivator before them was simply too frightening!

Although Xiao Jingfeng's Wind Shadow Technique was broken and he was forced to retreat, he wasn't injured. However, looking at Lu Xiaotiān's eyes, there was inevitably a hint of disbelief. His Wind Shadow Technique had never been so cleanly and effortlessly broken by someone below the rank of great cultivator before.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes remained calm, without a hint of smugness. Xiao Jingfeng's Wind Shadow Technique was indeed extraordinary, but it was used in the wrong place. If he had used it for defense, Lu Xiaotian would have found it difficult to defeat him for a while. However, Xiao Jingfeng used it for offense, approaching closely. Lu Xiaotian's Nascent Soul surpassed Xiao Jingfeng by a considerable margin, and his two years of fighting with Xiang Kuang hundreds of times had given him incredibly rich combat experience, which was not for nothing. Although Xiao Jingfeng's reputation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was loud, his methods were inferior to Xiang Kuang by more than one level. Although the opponent's realm was one level higher than Lu Xiaotian's, among those Lu Xiaotian had fought against, there were already more than a handful who were stronger than Xiao Jingfeng.

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