Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 338: Peak of Strength

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Peak of Strength

The imitation Buddha’s light had already exhausted its power.

The expression of fear was undoubtedly sincere.

The Fan Family followers also looked at Yang Tian with pale faces, unable to utter a word.

As for the warriors behind Yang Tian, upon hearing his name, their gazes revealed a mix of disbelief and fear.

This is Yang Tian?

This is China’s most powerful Martial God, the one man who forced nations to bow, the world’s first mythological figure, the invincible Mr. Yang?

For a moment, countless rumors about Yang Tian flooded their minds, causing them to tremble with terror. Their legs weakened, and they fell to their knees one after another.

Han Qingqiu seemed not to have heard the name Yang Tianzhi.

Although Yang Tian appeared unfazed by the thunderous scenes around him, seeing these warriors, some stronger than her own sister, kneeling in terror at the mere mention of his name aroused her curiosity. She immediately turned to her sister Jiang Lan and asked, "Sister, who... who exactly is he?

"What kind of person?"

At this moment, Jiang Lan’s face was also pale.

Her pride, her coldness—all stemmed from her exceptional talent, which had allowed her to reach the pinnacle of her power in her twenties!

But the talent she was so proud of wasn’t even worth mentioning in front of Yang Tian. She wasn’t even qualified to carry his shoes!

Because she knew Yang Tianna, not even twenty years old, had ascended to the pinnacle of the world’s strongest myth.

So when Jiang Lan heard Han Qingqiu’s question, she could only rasp in a dry voice she had never used before, "He is the most powerful person in the world. No, he should be called... God!"

The strongest... God!

Hearing Jiang Lan’s words, Han Qingqiu suddenly covered her mouth in disbelief, utterly shocked. Just yesterday, she’d thought Yang Tian was merely an ordinary, crude boy!

But she knew her sister always had high standards, and many of her talented peers had never even been worthy of her sister’s glance.

Even her master, whom Jiang Lan feared deeply, was someone she thought might never meet a worthy rival in her lifetime!

But now, in front of Yang Tian, even such a master seemed so out of sorts, even... even somewhat humbled?

How could this be?

No matter how Han Qingqiu tried to make sense of it, the Fan Family Hall had already descended into a deadly silence because of Yang Tian’s mere presence.

Yet Yang Tian didn’t care. As if strolling casually in his own home, he sat down lazily and said in a calm but chilling tone, "One year ago, this Sovereign said he didn’t want to see any Fan Family members by the riverside. But now, why is it that once again, here in this Sovereign’s home, I still see your Fan Family?"

Thud!

Listening to Yang Tian’s seemingly casual words, Fan Xian, the head of the Fan Family, felt an unbearable bitterness.

Thinking back to all the aggressive actions the Fan Family had taken against the Yang Family during Yang Tian’s disappearance over the past year, Fan Xian’s whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Because he knew that although Yang Tian appeared calm on the surface, he was merciless at heart.

Ma Jia and Du Jian were already examples of his warnings.

For a moment, Fan Xian was at a loss for words, unsure how to explain.

After all, as Yang Tian said, the house the Fan Family was currently occupying was originally the Yang Family’s residence—it was Yang Tian’s home!

Seeing Fan Xian’s silence and inaction, Yang Tian’s tone remained plain yet carried an icy undercurrent. With a faint smile, he said, "Fan Family’s pride seems to have vanished completely. Can you bring it back? Have the Fan Family truly forgotten what outsiders used to call them?"

"Kill... kill Yang Tian!"

Fan Xian’s throat went dry and hoarse, his entire body trembling. A droplet of sweat slid down his cheek and fell to the ground.

A wrong name may exist, but there is no wrong nickname!

The reason Yang Tian earned the nickname "Killer" was that ever since Yang Tian’s rise, most of his enemies had met their end at his hands.

And, unlike some predecessors in the martial arts world, Yang Tian didn’t hold back even against ordinary warriors, ants in his path.

Anyone who dared to oppose him, regardless of whether they were a strongman or a common person, faced the same fate.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian, much like during his last encounter with Yang Tian at the Golden Autumn Building, fell to his knees in front of Yang Tian, his face full of fear. "Mr. Yang, all of the fault lies with my Fan Family. Please grant us mercy once more and spare our lineage! My Fan Family will disappear before you now and never show ourselves again!"

"Never show yourselves again? Too late!"

Yang Tian responded coldly, his hand slowly rising.

As Yang Tian lifted his hand, accompanied by his severe gaze, Fan Xian suddenly realized that Yang Tian was resolute in his decision to destroy the Fan Family.

So, he immediately added, "Mr. Yang, circumstances have changed along the riverfront. My family has allied with the Ji Family, and after that, we’ve also connected with the General’s lineage! These warriors before you can attest to that fact."

"And so?"

Yang Tian asked flatly, with no sign of being swayed.

He hadn’t forgotten the story of Ji Yanran. Naturally, he aimed to deal with Jia Jia as well. If he could crush the General’s lineage once before, Yang Tian could do so again now!

Seeing that the mention of the Ji Family hadn’t moved Yang Tian at all, Fan Xian tried once more. "Mr. Yang, I understand you don’t fear the Ji Family, but behind them now stands the Ancient Martial School under the Xuantian Sect! Among them are countless masters. Are you not concerned?"

The Ancient Martial School? What is that?"

It was the first time Yang Tian had heard this name, and he halted for a moment.

Fan Yang, noticing Yang Tian’s slight pause, heaved a sigh of relief. He quickly recounted what he had heard from the Ji Family, emphasizing how vastly different this group was from ordinary martial warriors. "Oh, right, Wang Wei—he... he is one of the disciples of the Ancient Martial School."

As soon as he finished, he pointed at the cold-faced man who had followed Yang Tian into the hall.

Upon hearing his name, Wang Wei’s face instantly turned pale. Overwhelmed by Yang Tian’s reputation, he couldn’t stop himself from kneeling. Quickly clasping his hands, he pleaded, "Mr. Yang... Mr. Yang, the Fan Family speaks the truth. I am indeed a disciple of Haowu, and Haowu is a disciple of the Xuantian Sect’s Ancient Martial School. If you... If you would just..."

Clearly terrified of Yang Tian’s distrust, Wang Wei immediately pointed at Han Qingqiu and Jiang Lan, who stood beside him. "Them! They are also disciples of the Ancient Martial School. They can testify to the validity of my words."

Wang Wei’s sharp tone left both Han Qingqiu and Jiang Lan visibly paralyzed.

Neither of them wished to provoke Yang Tian by involving themselves in this matter, yet with Wang Wei having exposed their identities, Jiang Lan had no choice but to take a deep breath, cup her fists, and explain, "Mr. Yang, what he said is true. My sister Han Qingqiu and I are disciples of the Ancient Wu Sect under Xuanwu Sword Sect, and Wu Hao is a disciple of Xuantian School!"

After speaking, Jiang Lan hesitated for a moment before kindly offering a word of caution. "Mr. Yang, the Ancient Martial Sect is deeply entrenched. While I don’t know the full extent, the Xuantian Sect is protected by a formidable Holy Class powerhouse! Please, do not act impetuously!"

"Yes, yes! A God-level powerhouse! The Xuantian Sect is home to such a figure, and their methods are notorious. Mr. Yang, please show mercy!"

Wei Wei echoed Jiang Lan’s words, rushing to reinforce her warning.

Fan Xian wasn’t foolish. Although he didn’t understand the concept of a "supernatural powerhouse," he grasped enough to recognize that anyone capable of holding such a title must be exceptionally formidable—perhaps even more so than Yang Tian!

Seizing this opportunity, Fan Xian immediately turned to his son Fan BenShu and the other Fan Family members. Together, they all knelt and pleaded, "Please, Mr. Yang, for the sake of the Xuantian Sect, show leniency to my Fan Family!"

"Show leniency?" Xuantian Sect, you say?"