"Master Liudao Yuan, you've killed seven of my Four Tigers Style disciples and severely wounded two! You've also stolen our Four Tigers Style True Skill heritage and Visualization Map. Today, I demand a blood payment for this blood debt!"
A brawny, robust elder, built like a tiger, stepped out from the crowd. His tone was menacing, his icy eyes fixed intently on Master Liudao Yuan. A fierce and violent aura surged from him.
"Master Liudao Yuan, you rampaged through thirteen Sects in a single night. Many people harbor deep resentment towards you, blaming you... And to think I even stood up and spoke well of you. Is this how you repay me?"
A middle-aged man with sunken cheeks and a goatee stepped forward, his face flushed crimson, trembling with rage as he pointed at Master Liudao Yuan and shouted, "You've slaughtered thirteen of my Spirit Falcon Sect disciples! The only survivor was blinded just for seeing your face… You want our Spirit Falcon Sect's heritage so badly? Fine..."
The goateed middle-aged man's hands trembled as a surge of killing intent erupted from him. Gritting his teeth, he enunciated every word, "Today... I will teach you personally."
"Master Liudao Yuan!..."
One after another, Sect Leaders stepped forward—some angry, some icy, some resentful, some filled with murderous intent—accusing Master Liudao Yuan of his numerous cruel actions.
These voices were like thunderbolts, striking the Crane Sect's Direct Disciples again and again.
They were shocked, astonished, stunned, until finally… they could hardly believe that the man standing silently before them, his back turned, was the same familiar teacher from their memories.
If only one or two had stepped forward with such claims, it could have been dismissed as targeted slander against the Crane Sect. But so many people, so many Sects, had all come forward. And their intense emotions, their fury, didn't seem feigned. In that case, this matter...
"Teacher…" Zhuang Xiujie looked at Master Liudao Yuan's back, her voice strained as she whispered, "Is this... true?"
The moment Zhuang Xiujie spoke, the figure before her seemed to tremble slightly. Or perhaps it was merely her imagination.
Silence.
After several seconds, Zhuang Xiujie had not received the answer she sought.
Instead, a somewhat weary, aged voice finally spoke, its tone perfectly calm, without the slightest ripple, "You should leave."
Zhuang Xiujie and the other Crane Sect Direct Disciples stared blankly, momentarily unsure what to make of his words.
"Master Liudao Yuan…"
The Penglai Apostle with the short braid took two steps forward, a strange glint of delight in his shimmering eyes. Looking at Master Liudao Yuan, he said, "You are despicable and shameless, brutal by nature... Now, even your own Direct Disciples defy you. When you were committing those heinous crimes, did you ever imagine this day would come?"
Master Liudao Yuan remained expressionless, his long eyebrows hanging low.
From the moment he was cornered, questioned, accused, and insulted... until now, he had seemed utterly unperturbed.
However, this demeanor only further stoked the fury of the onlookers. The experts from the various Sects had a cold glint in their icy eyes; they were already rubbing their fists, itching to rush forward and tear him limb from limb.
Master Liudao Yuan began to remove his outer robe.
He slowly unfastened the loose garment, revealing the white, close-fitting martial attire beneath.
He casually tossed the robe behind him, and Liu Si caught it deftly.
Master Liudao Yuan adjusted his clothes slightly, then slowly raised his head. The spirals in his mechanical eye whirred as he looked at the sneering Penglai Apostle before him and, enunciating each word calmly, said, "The kind of man I, Liudao Yuan, am...
When did it become your place to judge, you Penglai shit-eating dog?"
"Urk..."
The short-braided man choked, stunned speechless for several seconds.
The next instant, murderous intent flared across his face, and his tone became bone-chillingly cold.
"Master Liudao Yuan, you deserve to die!"
"I do deserve to die," Master Liudao Yuan said faintly. From his thin, almost emaciated frame, an inexplicable power began to slowly, bit by bit, emanate.
"But... it's not for a pack of useless fools like you to be the ones to kill me."
"If you want to fight, then fight! Why all this pointless blather? You all want to take my head, Liudao Yuan's head? Perfect…"
Master Liudao Yuan took a deep breath. His seemingly withered body instantly swelled, rapidly expanding as if being inflated.
An incredibly formidable aura suddenly erupted, and a colossal, intangible white crane, nearly ten meters tall, soared into the air.
A terrifying pressure enveloped the area.
In that instant, the expressions of everyone present, including the short-braided man, changed simultaneously, revealing shock, horror, and utter disbelief.
The next second, Liudao Yuan's aged voice—calm, yet surging with arrogance, wildness, defiance, and dominance—resounded across the entire area.
"I, too, wish to borrow the strength of you good-for-nothings... to truly step into that legendary realm!"
BOOM!
His aura erupted. The colossal White Crane True Intention beat its wings, and in an instant, its cry... shook the very heavens.
"Hmm?!"
Pei Ye seemed to sense something. He snapped his head around, his previously relaxed demeanor vanishing instantly, his brow furrowing slightly.
That old bastard is trying for an on-the-spot breakthrough?
Pei Ye quickly withdrew his hand from the chest of a person on the ground.
Beneath his feet, corpses lay strewn everywhere, blood pooling and flowing.
Pei Ye quickly shook the blood from his fingers. He narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly in a certain direction for a moment. Then, like a great bird, he leaped high into the air, speeding with bounds towards the source of the aura's eruption.
The towering, black-robed figure followed him like a shadow.
Soon, the two reached a high vantage point. Looking down at a forty-five-degree angle, they had a perfect bird's-eye view of the battlefield below, allowing them to take in the entire battle raging on the train station platform.
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