Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Imperial View Mountain suddenly erupted into a terrifying landslide.

Centered around Xiao Yi's mother's grave, everything within a thousand zhang was leveled to the ground.

He collected each piece of the shattered tombstone into his storage ring, standing suspended in mid-air, his gaze coldly overlooking the desolate graveyard below, "Mother, please be at ease, I will make sure you return to your hometown. Following your last wish, I will bury you next to Grandfather and Grandmother's graves..."

As for that hometown, Xiao Yi's memory was also very vague.

He only knew that his maternal grandfather was the head of a small mountain village, and that both his grandfather and grandmother were very kind elderly people.

Before Xiao Yi was imprisoned, his grandparents would visit the Xiao Family every year to see them.

But then...

Since he had been imprisoned, he had never again seen those two kind elders.

It was not until he was twelve years old that he learned from his mother's words that his grandparents had come several times. However, Xiao Zhengde and Xiao Tianjiaao did not allow them to meet with Xiao Yi, even telling the elders that Xiao Yi had died of a serious illness.

Because of this, his grandmother had even cried until she became blind.

His grandfather also fell seriously ill because of this.

When Xiao Yi turned fourteen, his grandparents passed away, and his mother followed half a year later.

"Xiao... Xiao Yi Young Master..." Xiao Tong's face was pale as he looked at Xiao Yi with trepidation.

Standing beside Xiao Yi, the cold killing intent made him feel despair and fear.

He didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

Xiao Yi glanced at him and said indifferently, "You go back."

"Ah?"

Xiao Tong was stunned, unbelievingly staring at Xiao Yi.

He couldn't believe that Xiao Yi actually wanted him to return.

Xiao Yi, however, paid him no more attention and disappeared, flying toward the void.

This time...

He was heading to the Tianjian Sect!

Xiao Zhengde was in the Tianjian Sect, and Xiao Yi had to find him to force out the location of his mother and wife's remains.

Beyond that...

He also had to...

Slaughter Xiao Zhengde!

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi dashed through the sky, Little Lin on his shoulder looking up worriedly, "Boss, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

Xiao Yi stated calmly, "I just want to kill someone, that's all."

Uh...

Little Lin was taken aback.

Xiao Yi was not a bloodthirsty man, unless someone touched his reverse scale.

To Little Lin's knowledge, besides Fang Qingzhu, only his mother was Xiao Yi's reverse scale.

Xiao Zhengde had dug up the graves of his mother and wife and taken away their bones; this was the cruelest desecration of the dead.

The dragon's reverse scale, touch and one shall die!

Xiao Yi's reverse scale was also not to be violated!

Little Lin took a deep breath, and a cold murderous intent burst from his amber eyes as he said gravely, "Boss, I'm with you!"

"Hmm."

Xiao Yi nodded his head.

It was half a day's journey from Imperial View Mountain to the Tianjian Sect, but several figures had suddenly caught up with Xiao Yi. The arrivals were Yang Zun, Yang Zheng, and Yang Bingtian, who barred Xiao Yi's path, "Xiao Zhenguo, are you going to the Tianjian Sect?"

They had heard about the flood on Imperial View Mountain and sent Yang Yuhuan to investigate.

Yang Yuhuan ran into Xiao Tong.

After questioning him and learning that Xiao Yi was on his way to the Tianjian Sect to seek revenge on Xiao Zhengde, they immediately notified the three in the imperial city to pursue and stop Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes at them, "You want to stop me?"

Hiss!

The three trembled all over.

Under Xiao Yi's cold gaze, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, chilled to the bone.

The three exchanged looks; this guy was even stronger than during the enthronement ceremony!

With that thought in mind...

Yang Zun said gravely, "Xiao Yi, the Tianjian Sect is not as simple as it appears. Moreover, Xiao Zhengde deliberately took your mother's remains away; he may have already laid a trap like a heaven's net."

"What we mean is, you should come back with us first. Let's plan for the long term, discussing how to deal with the Tianjian Sect!"

"What can you do alone if you go by yourself?"

The three of them entreated earnestly.

Indeed, they were also considering Xiao Yi's best interests.

For that very reason...

Xiao Yi, blocked by them, did not make a move, but with an expressionless face he said, "Sky-Cleaving Sword, kill Xiao Zhengde!"

"Reckless! Even just Xu Changsheng alone is not someone you can handle!"

"We have received information that Xiao Zhengde has secretly contacted people from the Nantian Dynasty in the past half month. It is very likely that there are powerful figures from the Nantian Dynasty lurking in the Tianjian Sect, all to lure you there..."

"You have an unlimited future, as long as you continue to cultivate in peace for another decade or even years, then even Xu Changsheng will not be your match. Why risk it now..."

Yang Zun said with a worried face, "If Xu Changsheng intervenes to stop you, how will you be able to kill Xiao Zhengde?"

"If the gods block me, I shall slay the gods; if Buddha blocks, I shall slay Buddha!"

"Slay your ass's gods and Buddha, just one Xu Changsheng could ensure you never return!"

Xiao Yi's calm gaze rested on the three men, his face more solemn than ever, and he said, word by word, "Then I shall not return!"

"You..."

The three men looked at each other, all shaken by Xiao Yi's determination.

They exchanged glances: "We will never allow you to take this risk!"

"Offended!"

Shush, shush, shush!

The three charged at him from three different directions. All three of them were at the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, and their tacit understanding from training together for hundreds of years meant their combined strength was exponentially increased.

Yang Zheng's body roared like turbulent waves, unleashing the Rivers and Lakes Dharma Manifestation.

The earthy yellow river waters surged endlessly, vast and boundless, never ceasing.

They formed chains of the same color, binding towards Xiao Yi.

Behind Yang Bingtian, the Dragon and Tiger Seal Dharma Manifestation rose and fell, the dragons and tigers spiraling round, the ancient bronze seal bursting forth with blinding light.

The dragons and tigers on it rushed out, both heading towards Xiao Yi to engulf him.

Yang Zun hovered in midair.

The Separation Wood Dharma Aspect was so large it blotted out the sun, the heavenly crown huge with rustling, and countless vines shot out from it. These vines, as if conscious, entwined with each other, snaking towards Yi like giant pythons.

Facing the siege of three Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm masters, Xiao Yi still had an expressionless face.

If it had been half a month ago,

he would have had some difficulty facing all three of them at once, but now, he had made substantial progress in both his movement technique and martial skills.

Facing the three of them was now quite easy.

Whoosh!

The Wings of Wind Thunder materialized behind him, and with the speed amplification from the Green Bat Skill, he easily avoided the combined assault of the three. At the same time, he stood suspended in air and reached out towards the void, firmly capturing Yang Zheng's Rivers and Lakes Dharma Manifestation in his hand.

"What?"

Yang Zheng's eyes widened, a blank incredulity on his face.

Xiao Yi could actually capture his Martial Dao Dharma Manifestation?

With a tremor of his arm, the Rivers and Lakes Dharma Manifestation actually condensed into a massive earthy-yellow sword made of river water, and with an icy face, Xiao Yi bellowed, "Jian Yi!"

Boundless Sword Skill's first move—Jian Yi.

This pinnacle sword technique swept across and actually shattered the dragons and tigers. Then he stepped forward, his gaze icy as he looked at the towering tree blocking his path, "Jian Er!"

Whoosh!

The river in his hand shattered, turning into a sky full of sword shadows.

Filling the sky.

Shush, shush, shush!

The sword shadows turned into a whirlwind, sweeping down, and even the towering tree was cleaved open with a gash. This was considering that Xiao Yi knew the three meant well and did not intend to kill; otherwise, that single move would have been enough to seriously injure all three.

Hiss!

The three sucked in a breath of cold air, staring at Xiao Yi in stunned disbelief, eyes filled with shock.

After just a short half-month of not seeing him,

Xiao Yi's strength had already completely surpassed theirs.

Xiao Yi looked calmly at the three men and said indifferently, "Offended!"

Whoosh!

He soared into the sky, alone, heading for the Tianjian Sect, where powerful figures abounded.

Yang Zun and the others exchanged bewildered looks, staring at the disappearing figure, all showing intense shock and inexplicable emotion, "Xiao Zhengde, oh Xiao Zhengde, why did you have to provoke him?"

"What should we do now?"

"Stand by and watch? Or..."

The three exchanged a glance.

Yang Zun took a deep breath, the image of the astonishingly brilliant young man emerging in his mind, and he gritted his teeth, "Xiao Yi is the Great Qian Dynasty's Single-Rank King. If he wishes to fight, we shall join him in battle!"

Hiss!

Yang Zheng and Yang Bingtian looked at each other, eyes filled with astonishment.

This was about betting the future and fate of the entire Great Qian Dynasty, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Yi, staking all on a single battle of life and death...