The woman's husband was a fifth-stage King. His name was Xing Sifeng, and he was a member of the Xing Clan’s main family branch. He stabbed his silver sword repeatedly at Xiang Shaoyun, sending numerous wind energies out, and attacked like a storm. This was the true way of attacking with the power of wind—through astonishing speed.

  Xiang Shaoyun did not dare to be careless against such an opponent, and he quickly formed his golden defensive barrier with his Six Goldplate Manual before taking the storm attack head on.

  Cling! Clank!

  The entirety of the attack was blocked. The power of wind was fast but relatively weaker in terms of strength, which was why Xiang Shaoyun had decided to take it head on instead of dodging. Naturally, apart from blocking, he was also attacking. Still with the same pair of gloves, he punched a way out of the storm, reaching Xing Sifeng with brute force.

  When Xiang Shaoyun sensed the power of wind Xing Sifeng emanated from such a close distance, his new comprehension of the power of wind started combining with his previous comprehension, granting him a new understanding of wind.

  Gold Helix Fist!

  He was still using the same technique, but the punch's speed had become faster due to his increased comprehension. If it wasn't for the lack of wind elemental energy in his star, his speed would have at least doubled or tripled.

  Xing Sifeng had not expected Xiang Shaoyun to have such a powerful defense capable of blocking the entirety of his attack, and he was thus forced to engage in melee combat.

  Xiang Shaoyun fought with all his power, raining down overbearing punches while vicious gold energy swirled around him. The barrage of attacks forced Xing Sifeng to be on the defensive, yet he failed to block the vicious gold energy in the air. He had a hard time resisting Xiang Shaoyun's attacks, and eventually, even his weapon was flung from his hands. He quickly retreated in fear.

  "I'll help you, husband!" The woman returned, trying to help her husband.

  But it was at this moment that Dong Ziwan appeared before her and said, "I am your opponent."

  Displaying a combat prowess no weaker than a third-stage Skysoar Realm cultivator, Dong Ziwan sent out a series of green sword energies, and they completely surrounded the woman. No matter what, Dong Ziwan was still a descendant of an Emperor and used to enjoy great love from the ancestor. Thus, she had naturally been allocated enough resources to give her a decent combat prowess.

  Dong Ziwan held up the woman, giving Xiang Shaoyun the freedom to push on against Xing Sifeng. Not daring to continue fighting, Xing Sifeng fled in the direction of other Xing Clan Kings in hope of asking for help.

  "You can't escape me," Xiang Shaoyun sneered and used his Overlord's Nine Nether Steps.

  One step to reach the hell down below!

  His speed increased, and he appeared before Xing Sifeng in a flash. He then sent out a barrage of punches. Xing Sifeng tried his best to resist, but he still failed and was pushed dangerously close to death. Xiang Shaoyun's combat prowess had most likely surpassed even the fifth-stage Skysoar Realm.

  "This is refreshing!" Xiang Shaoyun roared as a massive king aura surged out of him.

  After dispatching his opponent, he was about to look for a new opponent when the battle in the air ended. Some Emperors from the two clans started shouting in fear.

  "All members of the Tai Clan, retreat!"

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  "All members of the Xing Clan, retreat!"

  The Kings of the two clans quickly pulled away from the Dong Clan in fear. It was becoming apparent that their Emperors had suffered defeat.

  "Who exactly are you? You dare offend the Illusionary Palm Society?" asked Xu Duo, the ninth-stage Emperor from the Illusionary Palm Society. He could not resist his curiosity as he was not Devouring Ghost’s match in the slightest.

  "Illusionary Palm Society? I have never heard of them. You have not mastered your Illusionary Palm yet. Piss off and train for another couple hundred years before you challenge me again," said Devouring Ghost.

  He couldn't even be bothered to give chase since the enemies were already retreating in defeat. In any case, his opponent was wearing a sovereign armor and would be somewhat difficult to kill anyway. He might as well give up and let him go.

  Xu Duo had an unsightly expression as he could sense that Devouring Ghost was only an eighth-stage Emperor yet capable of defeating him. He had a feeling that Devouring Ghost was most likely from an even higher-tiered organization. He did not dare to stay around, and carrying two of his injured companions, he fled.

  The other Emperors also did not dare to stay, and all the survivors started fleeing. Naturally, they also took some of the more important Kings from their clans with them as they escaped. As for the Kings left behind, they turned into prey for the Dong Clan Emperors. One by one, they were slaughtered.

  "Tai and Xing Clans, a day will come when we bathe in your blood," howled Dong Qinggu.

  The fleeing Emperors all felt a chill creep up their spines. In this battle, the Dong Clan had suffered heavy casualties, greatly angering Dong Qinggu. It was understandable that he would want revenge.

  "Thank you, sirs, for your help." Dong Zhongyuan dragged his injured body over and thanked Devouring Ghost and Du Xuanhao gratefully.

  Without them killing a few opposing Emperors in a row, the Dong Clan would not have been able to turn defeat into victory. Currently, Devouring Ghost was busy absorbing the souls of the dead from the battlefield to grow his soul foundation and couldn't be bothered to give a reply.

  Du Xuanhao was the one to reply, "You don't have to thank us. If you really want to thank someone, direct it to our young master. Without him, we wouldn't have been bothered to partake in this battle."

  "Who is your young master, if I may ask?" Dong Zhongyuan asked in confusion.

  "Down there." Du Xuanhao pointed at the Dong Clan estate below them.

  Below, both Xiang Shaoyun and Dong Ziwan had stopped fighting as well, and the other Dong Clan members had also realized that they had won. They started turning off the defensive formations they had activated earlier before coming out of the estate.

  "Slut, it is time for me to rip your mouth apart," said Yan Li as she charged Dong Ziwan impatiently, reaching forward with a palm.

  Yan Li was a peak Skysoar Realm expert, and Dong Ziwan wouldn't be able to block her attack. At the last minute, Xiang Shaoyun stood before Dong Ziwan, protecting her from harm.

  Right as Xiang Shaoyun was about to be hit, Jin Wo's massive body appeared before him. His golden scales rippled with radiance as a boundless demonic aura roiled out, blasting Yan Li's attack away. The sight of a Demon Emperor shocked Yan Li into retreat.

  "You dare harm his highness? Die!" Jin Wo roared before preparing to bite Yan Li.

  "Please spare me, I beg you," Yan Li begged in fear.

  It was at this time that Dong Zhuoyue returned. He released his emperor aura; his fourth-stage cultivation level caused Jin Wo to stop his attack.

  "A Demon Emperor from the Tai and Xing Clans? Die!" Dong Zhuoyue thought that Jin Wo was a Demon Emperor that the two clans had left behind. He raised his sovereign weapon and prepared to attack.

  "No, father. He is my friend's mount," Dong Ziwan cried out in alarm.

  Chapter 382: Harming My Young Master? Are You Tired of Living?

  Dong Zhuoyue stopped his attack when he heard Dong Ziwan.

  "Speak! What were you trying to do!" Dong Zhuoyue questioned in a displeased manner.

  Before Dong Ziwan could answer, Yan Li started weeping beside Dong Zhuoyue, "Big Brother Yue, Little Wan is being too insensible. Our clan is in a crisis, yet she is busy spending her time being all affectionate with this unknown man. She even dares to scold me, calling me a vixen. You need to uphold justice for me! Otherwise, there is no point for me to keep living anymore!"

  Dong Ziwan was so furious her entire body trembled, and she couldn't even find anything to say, as her mind had turned blank from anger.

  "Dong Ziwan, did you really call your fifth mother that?" Dong Zhuoyue questioned with the same displeased look on his face.

  "That's right. I said that. So what? All of us are putting our lives on the line battling the enemies. What did she do? She hid in the formation and still has the galls to criticize me and my friend, and now, she's even trying to kill me?" Dong Ziwan replied loudly.

  "I stayed behind to protect Ming, to preserve the bloodline of the Dong Clan. What about you? Busy having an affair with a random man and even showing me disrespect! Are you going to kill me and Ming, my son, in the future as well? I……I can't live like this anymore!" Yan Li started weeping again.

  One ought to admit that Yan Li was pretty good at spinning the truth. She had successfully fanned Dong Zhuoyue's anger. Dong Zhuoyue yelled furiously, "Apologize to your fifth mother immediately!"

  Face paling, Dong Ziwan said, "You would rather believe her over me, your own daughter?"

  "I'm telling you to apologize. Refuse, and you can leave the clan!" said Dong Zhuoyue.

  He was already in a bad mood due to the bitter battle. This family drama occurring almost immediately after the battle had caused him to lose his temper.

  Drip. Drip.

  Tears started pouring out of Dong Ziwan's eyes. She felt terrible. She had been loyal to the clan and had even fought for the clan with her life on the line. And here was her father, trusting Yan Li's lies and being heartless. It thoroughly hurt her feelings.

  Xiang Shaoyun was watching on as it all happened. He felt sorry for Dong Ziwan, and he took her into his arms. He yelled at Dong Zhuoyue, "Your daughter had fought alongside the Dong Clan and had almost died. As for the woman behind you, all she is good for is spinning lie after lie, yet you still trust her so. Are you blind?"

  "Who do you think you are? You dare talk like that to our clan leader?" berated an Emperor standing beside Dong Zhuoyue. He even sent a slap toward Xiang Shaoyun's face.

  "Stop!" an anxious voice rang out from above them.

  However, the warning came a tad bit too late, as the attacking Emperor could no longer pull back his attack.

  "Harming my young master? Are you tired of living?" Devouring Ghost's sinister voice rang out as he appeared before Xiang Shaoyun like a specter. He clawed at the incoming palm, ripping it apart before grabbing the attacker.

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  "AHHH!"

  The attacker was only a third-stage Emperor. How could he resist Devouring Ghost? Instantly, his chest was ripped apart, a wound appearing deep enough to reveal his bones. Blood poured out of it. Before even knowing what had happened, the Emperor was killed.

  Dong Zhuoyue broke out in cold sweat. If he was the one who had attacked earlier, he would currently be a dead man.

  "Friend, why are you killing a member of our clan?" Dong Zhongyuan, who had just returned with the surviving Dong Clan Emperors, asked with a frown.

  "You have to ask your people. We fought hard to help you win the battle, yet your man dared to attack my young master? He is courting death!" Devouring Ghost spat, radiating a thick bloodlust.

  Du Xuanhao landed beside Xiang Shaoyun and stood guard beside him. Inwardly, he thought, Young Master Xiang is indeed worthy of being a key person of a large organization. Even someone like Devouring Ghost is showing him such devotion. I really need to conduct myself better and act in accordance with my station before him in the future.

  Although he had agreed to follow Xiang Shaoyun for the sake of obtaining the Scorching Sun Manual and increasing his combat prowess, he still felt some resistance toward his identity as a follower.

  But now, after spending all these days with Xiang Shaoyun, he had personally witnessed Xiang Shaoyun's terrifying potential. That coupled with the absolute devotion of someone like Devouring Ghost had convinced him that Xiang Shaoyun would definitely grow into a person of remarkable accomplishment. He was starting to let go of his pride as the Saber Emperor, slowly attempting to adapt himself to his new status as a follower.

  "What happened exactly?" Both Dong Zhongyuan and Dong Qinggu glared at Dong Zhuoyue in anger. Both of them wanted to know why Dong Zhuoyue was suddenly offending their saviors.

  The Dong Clan had just experienced a massive battle and had lost more than half of their Emperors. If they angered the people who had helped them at this moment, it would be akin to adding salt to the wound.

  With two of his elders glaring at him, Dong Zhuoyue shivered and finally realized that the young man who had scolded him was their clan's savior. He had actually listened to his woman and caused an Emperor of his clan to die. He was filled with regret, and in his anger, he turned and slapped Yan Li on her face.

  Pa!

  Yan Li was sent flying, wailing miserably. Her face was nearly deformed from the slap.

  "Men, drag her away," commanded Dong Zhuoyue.

  At that command, Yan Li was arrested and taken away. While she was being dragged away, she yelled miserably, "I am the clan leader's wife! Let go of me! Let go of me!"

  After Yan Li was brought away, Dong Zhuoyue apologized to Xiang Shaoyun, "My apologies, young hero. I should not have trusted that woman's words."

  His apology was a rather significant gesture, considering his status as the leader of a large clan. Both Dong Zhongyuan and Dong Qinggu were full of praise at his willingness to swallow his pride. With their clan in such a crisis, they really shouldn't be attracting more trouble.

  "It really has nothing much to do with me. It's your clan's internal affair. I am only a good friend of Dong Ziwan," said Xiang Shaoyun nonchalantly.

  "Since you are Little Wan's friend, you are also our clan's esteemed guest. We are lucky to be able to obtain your assistance today. I hope you can consider staying a bit to rest up," invited Dong Qinggu, acting like Devouring Ghost had not killed an Emperor of their clan at all.

  "It's fine. We will be leaving now," said Xiang Shaoyun with a wave of his hand.

  The expressions of the people from the Dong Clan shifted. They knew very well that if Xiang Shaoyun's group left now, those traitors and the Illusionary Palm Society would definitely return, and that would be the end of their clan.

  Dong Qinggu looked at Dong Ziwan and said, "Little Wan, we can't let your friend leave just like this after helping us, right?" He was a shrewd old man with a rich experience in life. He knew that only Dong Ziwan could make Xiang Shaoyun stay.