But who would have thought that the man before him, Yang Chuan, not only continued to investigate relentlessly, but what would he do next?!

The people seated inside the attic—1st Attic's allied enemies, 2nd Attic's Yang Chuan, and the people from the other six attics—were all inhabitants of the Cultivation District!

And each of their identities, to Liu Hai and Fu Qingming, were akin to wild beasts from the heavens!

Thinking of this, Liu Hai and Fuerling's faces immediately turned pale, sweat dripping down uncontrollably!

Meanwhile, the distinct terror on the face of a large man was evident. He gazed at the inn with satisfaction and said, "Fear and dread have surrounded you. If you don't die of shock upon realizing your identities, haha!"

"You... just who are you?"

The tall and slender man asked as he struggled to steady his swaying body, his voice both stern and trembling.

Next to the elegant man, someone immediately sneered. "Standing in front of you is Ao Dama Dayi, only son of the Wolf Clan's master of ceremonial wine, and elder brother of Di Hong!"

What would his end look like?

Seeing Yang Chuan raising his hand to stand, Qi Honglan froze in shock.

This was a revelation against the usual information gleaned in daily life. Yang Chuan was supposed to be a mere "small fry" on Blackstone Star, someone only allowed into specialty trading sectors of the attic under special circumstances.

In his eyes, what was Blackstone Star?

Barren and harsh, a place that couldn't even produce a decent Martial cultivator like Tai'an.

On this Blackstone Star, no one could rise above a lowly villager's life like Qi Honglang, performing menial labor.

Yet now, Yang Chuan had suddenly defeated two of his subordinates—mere ants in their eyes capable of being killed in the blink of an eye.

How could this not astound him?

But the astonishment gave way to rage!

This son of Wolf City Suzhou's formidable Moon Clan leader, dared to humiliate him, a prominent figure, in such a manner?

In that instant, facing the two fallen men, he roared with fury. "You useless trash! What on earth were you doing? Kill him already, or how will you ever clean up this disgrace for me?!"

"Do you even plan to make up for this?"

Listening to Qi Honglan's admonishment, the two Martial practitioners trembled violently!

Though considered strong Yuanma-level experts, they could not disobey the "Zero Lance," Niro Lan himself—the unrivaled heir to Niro Lan's legacy!

Since Qi Honglan had decreed their mission, failing to kill Yang Chuan would result in a fate far worse than death upon their return!

Thus, without hesitation, the two lunged at Yang Chuan, recognizing this as their only path of survival. Simultaneously, brilliant light gleamed in their hands, revealing the Demon-crafted weapons each of them wielded!

The one on the left held a spear, while the one on the right brandished a treasured sword.

From the very beginning, they realized that Yang Chuan was at the same Yuanma level as themselves.

In addition, with Qi Honglan's spurred command, they no longer held back and aimed to end this with a decisive strike, hoisting their Horse Flags to crush Yang Chuan completely!

"My lord, watch out!"

The mid-stage Dou Yuan powerhouses cried out in warning as Yang Chuan's dramatic left-right assault unfolded, accompanied by Liu Hai's frantic calls from the shadows. Even Qing Da's platform showed expressions of visible concern.

They knew full well that Yang Chuan had only just reached the Yuanma Early Stage, and regarding cultivation, he was vastly inferior to these two mid-stage Yuanma-level experts.

More critically, Yang Chuan had barely captured Crystal Peak not long ago, showcasing no combat advantage besides his invincible strength at Wushuang-level mastery...

Yet his current opponents beneath Ao Dama's command were far stronger adversaries!

In the face of such a superior foe, how could Yang Chuan—a lower realm and level expert—possibly prevail against the might of the Crystal Peak's former legends—Bu Li Fengzhu and Liu Hai, not to mention Fu Qingming?

In the Ma Realm, conventional wisdom dictated that Refining Knights couldn't be viable combatants!

So how could they not worry for him?

Still, Yang Chuan remained stoically indifferent to Liu Hai and Fu Qingming's concerns. "No need to fret over mere ants—save your fear for yourselves!"

With a confident leap, Yang Chuan sprang forward, raising his light hands as he thrust himself resolutely toward the two oncoming opponents.

"Do you wish for death so readily?!"

Across from Yang Chuan, within Han City's artisanal domain, burst forth a resonating laughter as both hands stretched firmly—revealing contempt in her sneering smile, igniting waves of mocking laughter from the audience.

They knew well that without extraordinary Magic or Magic Power, physical feats alone could not suffice!

This was an unshakable principle across the Demon World!

Not to mention the audacity—Yang Chuan's blind and reckless gesture—a mere small figure, could not hope to possess Ao Dama-level resilience or restore the standing of past clashes.

Would Yang Chuan truly gamble his life with such foolish desperation, or what was it?

Thus, as the soundless lethality surged, sudden ceremonial harmonics summoned brilliance into focused radiance—resulting from the mid-stage mastery of Ao Dama's sacred techniques!

"Die now!" they roared in united fury.

Crash!

Upon the deafening clash, Yang Chuan and his two foes collided in a swirling tempest of radiant light and blinding energy.

The aftermath left the heavens above faintly tinged crimson from the spilled blood!

Witnessing the cataclysmic scene, Honglan broke into gregarious laughter. "Such pitiful beasts! What fools dared to challenge the inevitable outcome!"

"You… They… This…" Qi Honglan's voice faltered in utter bewilderment, his tongue twisting as trembling words stumbled forth.

The descending figure from the sky wasn't just anybody. To Qi Honglan's utter horror, it was Yang Tian, alive and undefeated!

In Yang Chuan's blood-soaked hands hung two severed heads, undoubtedly belonging to the two mid-Yuanma practitioners lying lifeless at his feet.

Liu Hai and Fu Qing stared wide-eyed, their expressions frozen in disbelief!

Who could have imagined this?

Who could have predicted such an outcome?

Against two mid-stage Yuanma-level martialists armed with Horse Artifacts, Yang Chuan had outrightly crushed them with devastating dominance!

How was this possible?

Yang Chuan, how did you achieve this?

Was this the legendary strength of the Refining Knight?

From the day Yang Chuan set foot on Ma Island, he had been notorious for his unparalleled killing techniques, relegating refining and crafting to irrelevant pursuits!

Whenever tales spoke his name, accounts of bloodshed—from the Earth's peak to Crystal Peak's twofold boundary—caused even the boldest to turn pale!

Within this Ma Realm, Yang Chuan now stood unmatched!

Most tellingly, even given his Yuanma Early Stage cultivation, his combative exploits in defeating Zhishan's soul on the Zen Horse Battlefield rivaled those of a Mahayana-level Martial expert.

Yet now, Yang Chuan had somehow broken through utilizing Wanxiang Magic, bringing decisive force to bear against the two mid-level Martial experts standing powerless against him!

From beginning to end, Yang Chuan had barely considered Qi Honglan or his followers worthy of notice!

Their heads rolled to the ground like shattered melons, tangling with Qi Honglan's feet, as Yang Chuan stared him down coldly. "How would you like to die?"

"How would I like to die?"

Hearing Yang Tian's disdainful challenge, Qi Honglan reeled back visibly shaken, retreating as fury overwhelmed him.

Who was he?

A descendant of the serial Starburn clan!

A proud, unrivaled defender of Ao Dama's illustrious House, and Moon Clan heir!

Most critical of all—Qi Honglan was a mid-stage Yuanma practitioner, outclassing both previous adversaries!

And yet Yang Chuan dared ask him such audacious words?

This was outrageous beyond measure!

Qi Honglan sneered darkly. "Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable! I didn't expect you to possess such strength. While you may have slain two of my men and earned this fleeting respite, it has only further stoked my anger!"

Red light emanated from Qi Honglan's eyes, surging with eerie intensity as the night sky glowed faintly under the stained hue of blood reflected off the moon.

At that moment, an oppressive aura burst forth from Qi Honglan, spreading domineering power across the vicinity.

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