Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 256 - 253 Siege

Chapter 256: Chapter 253 Siege

Several disciples from Xuanbing Mansion surrounded Ye Xuan, blocking all his escape routes and forming an ironclad stance.

"Junior Sister Zhuo, are you okay?"

The leader among them, a young man in a white robe, came to Zhuo Qian’s side and asked with some nervousness.

"I’m fine, Brother Gu Feiyang. This man is a spy from Evil Wind Cave Heaven who sneaked in. I discovered his true identity, and he wanted to kill me to silence me. You must not let this man escape!"

Zhuo Qian feigned a righteous indignation, appearing as if she had been seriously injured, but in her heart, she sneered. She was eager to see if Ye Xuan could survive this time.

"Damn spy, how dare you harm Junior Sister Zhuo. This day next year will be your death anniversary."

Gu Feiyang’s face was dark as he stared at Ye Xuan, a hint of murderous intent emerging in his eyes. He slowly drew the bronze-colored treasure sword from his waist, seething with killing intent, while the other ten or so disciples also looked at Ye Xuan with murderous intent. The old grudge between Evil Wind Cave Heaven and Xuanbing Mansion was deep, and a spy from Evil Wind Cave Heaven in their hands meant nothing but a shattered end.

"Just on her word, you assume I’m a spy?"

Ye Xuan felt the chilling murderous intent and immediately furrowed his brow, not expecting that just after joining Xuanbing Mansion, he would be misunderstood one after another and now falsely accused and inexplicably labeled as a spy from Evil Wind Cave Heaven.

"Stop the nonsense. Junior Sister Zhuo has already been injured by you. What more do you have to say? Brothers, let’s join forces to kill the spy!"

Gu Feiyang had no intention of listening to more from Ye Xuan, waved his hand, and then the dozen disciples made their move. Their movement techniques were unpredictable, moving quickly, like a surging current, and soon, even their figures appeared blurred.

After encircling Ye Xuan, Gu Feiyang also made his move, his bronze-colored treasure sword slashing through the air, aiming directly at Ye Xuan.

Clang!

Ye Xuan reluctantly blocked with the side of his scabbard, managing to parry the blade, but the immediate power of the strike forced him to retreat four or five steps.

"A mere spy, how dare you look down on us?"

Seeing Ye Xuan refraining from drawing his sword, Gu Feiyang became even more furious. His swordplay became more aggressive, attacking Ye Xuan relentlessly.

Ye Xuan, watching this, couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration. He hadn’t drawn his sword because he didn’t want to hurt anyone and didn’t want to further the misunderstanding, so why did these people think he was looking down on them?

"Brother Gu, kill him quickly!"

From outside the wall of disciples, came Zhuo Qian’s sinister voice.

Hearing this, Gu Feiyang’s fighting spirit soared. He had feelings for Zhuo Qian and, driven by her voice, exerted himself even more. Today, he must kill Ye Xuan, the spy from Evil Wind Cave Heaven, to establish his image as a brave and imposing man and to win Zhuo Qian’s favor.

"This despicable woman."

Also hearing Zhuo Qian’s shouting, Ye Xuan grew somewhat angry. He didn’t even know this woman, yet she seemed to have a deep hatred against him, using every vile trick to plot against him from the start.

"Brat, what did you say? Did you do something to Junior Sister Zhuo?"

Hearing the words "despicable woman," Gu Feiyang’s face darkened. He would not tolerate anyone insulting the woman he liked.

"That sort of person, I wouldn’t take her even if she were given to me for nothing."

Ye Xuan said with a cold smile.

"Shut up!"

Gu Feiyang shouted in anger, his robust True Qi pouring into the treasure sword. The swordplay unleashed like a mighty river, endless in power.

The swordplay was vicious, aiming directly at the top of Ye Xuan’s head.

However, Ye Xuan did not choose to directly confront it. He sidestepped and dodged Gu Feiyang’s full-strength slash.

"Let’s see how long you can dodge!"

Gu Feiyang let out a cold laugh, forcefully twisting his body, his speed surging as he continued to aim at Ye Xuan with his blade.

In Gu Feiyang’s view, although the spy Ye Xuan had some capabilities, he was merely Second Grade in Martial Arts Cultivation. Gu Feiyang’s own cultivation was a grade higher. Defeating him should not be difficult, and his goal was to cleanly and swiftly behead Ye Xuan.

Just as he thought he had Ye Xuan within reach, Ye Xuan reacted even faster, leaning back to narrowly avoid the blade.

Clang!

The clear sound of a drawn sword suddenly filled the air. Ye Xuan finally drew his sword. Facing the aggressive Gu Feiyang, Ye Xuan had been patient enough. Now, it was time for him to strike back.

At that moment, Zhuo Qian, standing outside the battle formation, closely watched the fight between Ye Xuan and Gu Feiyang. She knew that Ye Xuan had made it onto the Battle List, but so had Gu Feiyang, who was also known for his strength on the Battle List. It stood to reason that Gu Feiyang, with his cultivation in Xuanbing Mansion, should not have trouble defeating a nobody from a remote corner of the world.

"Ice Stone Shatter!"

Ancient bronze-colored blades erupted layer upon layer of elliptical ice frost, an astonishing cold aura spreading outwards. Countless rice grain-sized ice crystals fell through the air, fluttering in all directions and attaching to the blade’s radiance as it slashed violently through the air.

"Thunder Slash!"

Ye Xuan directly wielded the Spiritual Edge Sword, and arcs of lightning appeared from the void, clashing with brutal force.

Boom!

The collision of blade light and sword shadow sent Gu Feiyang flying backward, while Ye Xuan remained unmoved, as steady as a mountain.

"How is this possible, facing each other head-on, and I am actually not his opponent?"

Gu Feiyang displayed an expression of disbelief. He barely managed to stabilize his figure, only to feel an abnormal numbness in his arm, and the flow of blood and True Qi became sluggish.

Among the inner sect disciples, he, Gu Feiyang, could definitely rank in the top ten. In the entire Beichen Domain, he was considered a genius disciple. Yet today, he met Ye Xuan who was even a few years younger than him and found himself outmatched.

However, the person more surprised than him was not him but Zhuo Qian. The latter knew that Ye Xuan was just someone from that corner of the Tiannan Region. What kind of notable person could come from a cesspit-like place? But now, Ye Xuan’s performance was utterly unexpected.

Gu Feiyang was shocked, Zhuo Qian was shocked, but Ye Xuan wasn’t surprised at all. Back at the ultimate martial arts arena on Golden Island, Fu Juechen was already no match for him, and he hadn’t even gone all out in that fight. If he truly unleashed his limit strength, Fu Juechen wouldn’t last more than three moves against him.

The ultimate martial arts arena had too many onlookers, and all Ye Xuan needed was to achieve twenty consecutive wins. He didn’t want to be too conspicuous, which would be advantageous without causing harm.

Later, he successively refined fifty Star Body Pills and ten Emperor Extreme Pills, both his body and meridians achieving astonishing enhancements. Although this improvement wasn’t directly reflected in his cultivation level, his strength had taken a significant leap forward.

This Gu Feiyang’s strength wasn’t much different from Fu Juechen’s, naturally, he wouldn’t be Ye Xuan’s match.

"Brother Gu, don’t take him on one-on-one anymore. Let’s all rush up together and join hands to kill him!" Seeing the tide turning against them, Zhuo Qian cried out to Gu Feiyang in a hurry.

"This..."

Hearing Zhuo Qian’s shouts, Gu Feiyang hesitated. A group assault didn’t exactly fit with the moral code, and besides, Ye Xuan was indeed strong. If they all attacked together, it would be an inglorious victory.

"What morals are there to speak of with a spy from Evil Wind Cave Heaven? You are simply not his match. Are you just waiting for him to defeat you and escape?"

Noticing the hesitation on Gu Feiyang’s face, Zhuo Qian inwardly cursed at his incompetence, but she didn’t show it outwardly, instead, coldly shouting commands.

"All my fellow disciples, attack together!"

A cold gleam flashed in Gu Feiyang’s eyes as he made his decision. He gestured to the other inner sect disciples, and more than a dozen of them charged out together.

These disciples were always in good relations with him, and he had a considerable reputation among the inner sect, naturally having many followers.

Facing the onslaught of inner sect disciples from all sides, Ye Xuan shook his head. Then, with a sudden stamp of his foot, leaves on the ground soared into the air, surprisingly hovering around Ye Xuan.

With a wave of Ye Xuan’s palm, those leaves were enveloped in True Qi, turning into sword shapes that emitted a chilling aura.

As the saying goes, fallen leaves and flying blossoms can all become swords, and it was just as such.

"Go!"

With a swing of his hand, the leaves suspended around him "whooshed" outwards like a tempest, sweeping towards the more than a dozen inner sect disciples who were approaching from all sides.

Ting, ting, ting!

Hundreds of leaves, like a downpour of heavy rain, took the once-aggressive disciples by surprise, leaving them disoriented under the barrage. Their weapons only blocked a small part, with most of the leaves grazing past them, leaving behind trails of blood from the sword Qi’s cuts.

As the leaf storm passed, screams echoed intermittently across the square.

More than a dozen inner sect disciples had ambushed Ye Xuan, and the commotion of the battle was so loud that it quickly began to draw the attention of nearby disciples, who joined the fray against Ye Xuan.

At that moment, two figures, one old and one young, were passing by; the elder was an old woman dressed in coarse linen, her figure slightly hunched, and the younger was a beautiful girl with bright eyes and white teeth, exuding an aura of pure innocence that made her endearing to behold.

"Granny, over there at the Martial Arts Plaza, it looks like a lot of people are fighting."

The girl looked towards the distant Martial Arts Plaza, where cries of battle and occasional sounds of clashing weapons carried over.

"It’s probably just sparring, no need to bother with it."

The linen-clad old woman didn’t even glance that way, continuing on her path. Such sparring was a daily occurrence at the Martial Arts Plaza, and only disciples with the hearts of children would always want to go see.

"It doesn’t seem like that, though. There are a lot of people getting injured and bleeding." The girl said, her bright eyes flickering with concern.

Hearing this, the old woman stopped and squinted her eyes to look into the distance. Indeed, a large group of disciples was engaged in battle, appearing quite disheveled with most covered in blood.

"Let’s take a look."

Furrowing her brows slightly, sensing something amiss, the linen-clad old woman tapped the ground with her feet, and she, alongside the girl, quickly made their way toward the square.