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Chapter 1077 - 1075 Xuanyuan Hong

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1075 Xuanyuan Hong

"Xiao..."

Hearing Xiao Yifeng’s words, He Tong’s face drastically changed.

At this moment, Xiao Yifeng’s body shot towards He Tong like a cannonball, his palm aiming for He Tong’s Dantian. The latter hastily responded to block, only to be bombarded into continuous retreat.

Soul-Capturing Eyes!

Xiao Yifeng employed the Soul-Capturing Eyes on him, his eyes glowing with a purple halo, with a dazed and enchanting expression, instantly mesmerizing He Tong’s mind, making his gaze become dull and lifeless.

Bang!

Xiao Yifeng executed Jiuxing Zhuiyue, appearing instantly in front of He Tong, and with a palm strike as fast as lightning, he crippled He Tong’s Dantian, rendering his Late Stage Entering Saint Realm power into nothingness in an instant.

A mouthful of fresh blood spilled from He Tong’s mouth, his face pale as death, his body kneeling on the ground, aging over a decade in a moment.

"Grandfather!"

Watching He Tong get injured, He An couldn’t help but shout.

Bang!

Xiao Yifeng kicked He An’s body, sending him flying through the air, breaking four or five of his ribs, blood continuously spilling from his mouth.

Regret filled He An’s heart. Had he known, he would never have sought revenge with his grandfather’s help; he thought he was dealing with a hothead, only to realize he had offended a fearsome deadly killer.

"Throw them all out, never to step foot here again!"

Xiao Yifeng coldly commanded.

The two Half-Step Saint Realm Dragon Thorn leaders glanced at Xiao Yifeng and promptly carried the grandfather and grandson out.

"Are you all okay?"

Xiao Yifeng turned his gaze to Song Chenbo and the others.

"We’re okay, but Boss, you arrived just in time. And what is this that you’re riding? Is it a large eagle? Quite impressive indeed."

Song Chenbo looked at the Snow Eagle with keen interest, the latter lying there motionless.

"This is my mount, the Snow Eagle."

Xiao Yifeng stated indifferently.

"Thank you, you’ve helped me once again!"

Li Shengnan looked at Xiao Yifeng with gratitude.

"I’ve always been happy to help."

Xiao Yifeng claimed proudly.

"Indeed, our Boss always lends a helping hand, especially to beautiful women."

Song Chenbo chimed in at the right moment.

"Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll seal your mouth!"

Xiao Yifeng glared at Song Chenbo with annoyance, prompting him to immediately cover his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

In China, within a mysterious space, in a magnificent palace,

a middle-aged man dressed in a Purple Robe, with a commanding presence and exuding an Emperor-like charisma, sat upon a golden chair. He was none other than Xuanyuan Hao, the Clan Leader of the Xuanyuan Clan.

Flanking the grand hall stood a group of Elders, each exuding a long and profound aura, their eyes deep and thoughtful.

At this time, from outside the hall, a figure approached slowly, a young man around twenty, handsome with well-defined features, eyes bright as stars, bushy brows, a straight nose, and moderately thick lips gently pursed.

His long hair was tied with a purple band, with two strands falling before his forehead, wearing a black robe embroidered with golden patterns, carrying a majestic, imposing, and authoritative air. He stepped into the hall from outside, emitting no aura from his body yet radiating a deterrent majesty.

This man was none other than Xuanyuan Hag, the Young Clan Leader and son of Xuanyuan Hao.

"Greetings, Young Clan Leader, congratulations on completing your retreat!"

The group of Elders inside the hall addressed Xuanyuan Hong with utmost respect.

"There’s no need for formalities, Elders!"

Xuanyuan Hong looked at everyone and offered a light smile.

"Congratulations Hong’er, your strength has stepped into the Celestial Being level and has not fallen short of my expectations."

Xuanyuan Hao, smiling, spoke as he looked at Xuanyuan Hong.

"Father, Hong’er has said, I will certainly not let down your expectations, and I will not disgrace the Xuanyuan Clan."

Xuanyuan Hong’s lips curved into a self-assured smile, with a touch of rebelliousness.

"Hong’er, now that you’ve finished your retreat, it’s just the right time to discuss your marriage with Miss Dongfang Yanran of the Eastern Clan."

Xuanyuan Hao began speaking to Xuanyuan Hong.

"Everything should be as Father decides."

Xuanyuan Hong said directly.

"Nowadays, several of the Hidden World Clans have started to stir, beginning to ally and seek partners. Our Xuanyuan Clan being mighty has naturally become a target for many. This marriage alliance with the Eastern Clan also solidifies our relationship as allies. With the assistance of the Eastern Clan, our Xuanyuan Clan will not appear so isolated."

Xuanyuan Hao said indifferently.

"Even if we don’t form a marriage alliance, the other Hidden World Clans wouldn’t dare to do anything to our Xuanyuan Clan. If they dare mess with the Xuanyuan Clan, I will make sure they understand just how formidable the Xuanyuan Clan is."

A sharp gleam flashed in Xuanyuan Hong’s eyes.

"By the way, Hong’er, there’s another matter, now that you have come out, it is handed over to you to deal with."

Xuanyuan Hao looked at Xuanyuan Hong and continued.

"Father, what matter?"

Xuanyuan Hong asked.

"The Minghong Blade has been unsealed, and now someone has claimed it as their master. Moreover, the Ninefold Seals set by our ancestor have already been broken through twice."

Xuanyuan Hao spoke in a heavy tone.

"What, the Minghong Blade has been unsealed and someone claimed it as their master? How is that possible?"

Shock flitted across Xuanyuan Hong’s face.

"Yes, what I’m asking you to do is to retrieve the Minghong Blade. This Minghong Blade is of great significance. If the Ninefold Seals are completely broken, it will be a huge disaster, posing a great threat to the Xuanyuan Clan. Thus, we absolutely must not let this happen; we must reseal the Minghong Blade."

Xuanyuan Hao spoke solemnly.

"Please rest assured, Father. I will definitely retrieve the Minghong Blade, and I would like to see for myself how powerful the person who can control this Minghong Blade is. Just who is this sacred figure!"

Xuanyuan Hong’s mouth shaped into a mysterious smile, his eyes aglitter with sharp light.

Following this conversation, Xuanyuan Hong departed from the grand hall. An elder in the hall looked at Xuanyuan Hao and said, "Clan Leader, you are letting the Young Clan Leader go alone to retrieve the Minghong Blade, that might be quite dangerous."

"This serves as a trial and test for him. I believe my son will not disappoint me."

Xuanyuan Hao said nonchalantly.

"But what if, that person appears, wouldn’t the Young Clan Leader be..."

Another elder said with a furrowed brow.

"Don’t worry, I have my plans!"

A mysterious light twinkled in Xuanyuan Hao’s eyes.

Time slips by quickly, and as night falls, the day comes to an end. However, the buzz created today in Yanjing was significant, all related to Xiao Yifeng.

In this villa at Xiangxie Garden, there were only Xiao Yifeng and Zhang Xinlan together.

"Xinlan, from now on, you’ll live here. Don’t go back to the Xiao Family again."

Xiao Yifeng said to Zhang Xinlan.

"Yes, but Brother Little Feeng, you are not often here. I’m a bit scared to be here alone."

Zhang Xinlan said softly.

"Scared?"

Xiao Yifeng frowned slightly, his gaze flickering.