I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

There are ten immortal cities near the Taixi Mountains where the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is located, all bustling and lively.

In the center of Immortal City No. 1, there is a vast square that can easily accommodate a million people.

Sword cultivators are fond of fighting, and private duels are not allowed in the city, so a fighting arena was built in the square for them to resolve their disputes and grudges.

"Is sword cultivator Li Yangan here?" A group of outstanding talents came in with great momentum, led by a Nascent Soul female cultivator with her eyebrows raised.

She was indeed an exceptionally beautiful woman, with cascading silver hair, pale gold eyes, and a figure that exuded a soul-stirring aura of oppression.

"I am Chu Miao of the Myriad Thoughts Immortal Sect. Today I have come to take your life and avenge my husband, the Holy Son Qianyang!"

She wasn't the only one seeking revenge; Li Yang had offended too many people.

This commotion drew the attention of many members of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and cultivators doing business in the Immortal City.

It's human nature to love joining in the fun, and even cultivators are no exception.

Similar to the Yongning County incident, but the location has changed to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. No one has dared to humiliate anyone on the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's territory yet.

They were clever, and their goal was clear—to cause trouble for Li Yang.

"I was also a member of the Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying Camp back then. Maybe I have a grudge against you. Why don't you count me in? Who wants to sign a life-and-death contract with me?" A core disciple of Xuanyuan in the Nascent Soul stage approached the group of geniuses.

This person is not the most outstanding, but he is at least an unparalleled genius, and he has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. Other geniuses naturally dare not accept the challenge.

"One thing at a time!" Chu Miao snorted. "We've come here today only to find Li Yang. Countless people have died at his hands. Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven and annihilate this future demon of the Nine Provinces!"

"No way! Li Yang is our junior brother now. I won't allow you to bully him!"

"Exactly! Fighting is fighting, no matter who it is. If we can kill them, even if Li Yang backs down, it will still be revenge."

However, it seems that this group of prodigies had already discussed it beforehand, and they were adamant about not agreeing to fight with other Xuanyuan Sword cultivators.

"Oh shit!"

A loud shout rang out.

Li Yang rushed over in a panic, immediately cursing, "You bunch of bastards, you're shameless!"

Upon hearing this, the prodigies immediately turned cold, some even retorting with sarcasm:

"Aren't we telling the truth? You killed so many people in the Ancient Immortal Realm, you're the one who deserves to die the most!"

"vulgar!"

"You've finally shown yourself. I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. Come and face your death!" Chu Miao sneered.

Li Yang simply ignored them.

He cursed at the group of Xuanyuan Sword Sect members who crowded in front of the prodigy, "You bunch of bastards, get out of my way! These are all my heads. If you want to offend them, go ahead and do it yourselves."

Li Yang's tone was utterly impolite; he didn't hesitate to curse even his senior brothers and sisters who were at the Nascent Soul stage.

Many of them were once members of the Heavenly Gang Demon-Slaying Camp, and they all smiled knowingly when they saw Li Yang arrive.

Even though the young man in front of them only had the cultivation of the first level of the Golden Core stage, in their hearts, the tall figure of Li Yang had long been imprinted deep within them.

"Boss!"

I don't know who shouted it first.

"Boss!!"

Many more people joined in with a shout, their voices filled with indescribable emotions.

"Boss?" Many Xuanyuan Sword Sect members and other cultivators who had not entered the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm were somewhat confused.

It wasn't just Golden Core sword cultivators of the same realm who called Li Yang "boss"; even a senior brother in the late Nascent Soul stage called him that. Judging from his appearance, it seemed like he had called him that many times before, so it didn't seem out of place at all.

Li Yang felt a warmth in his heart, but still laughed and scolded:

"You dishonest bastards, you even want to steal my head! Don't think I'll give it to you. Mine, mine, all mine!"

Upon seeing the arena, Li Yang flew up on his sword.

After reaching the Golden Core stage, he will be able to walk on air, but he still prefers to fly on a sword.

Sword intent can better break through the air, reduce resistance, and make the speed faster.

Therefore, even sword cultivators at the Mahayana stage, except for those who deliberately show off, will basically fight using their swords.

"Come!"

His gaze swept over Chu Miao and the other prodigies. There were quite a few of them, all outstanding individuals, including a peerless talent like Chu Miao.

Who was the first to die?

Li Yang suppressed his aura extremely well, not letting it leak out at all, for fear of frightening people.

"I haven't killed anyone since I came out of the Ancient Immortal Realm. You lot who came seeking revenge for those who deserved to die, you all deserve to die too. I only want to kill you, or be killed by you!"

At this moment, the group of geniuses who came seeking revenge realized that Li Yang wasn't cursing them, but rather the other sword cultivators who wanted to steal kills.

They were not a nuisance, but rather a source of valuable achievements or experience to enhance one's strength!

They were all immediately enraged:

"Arrogant!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

"His strength within the secret realm was supposedly due to his control over a sword formation composed of thousands of sword cultivators. He amassed his killing intent through this method, and slaughter was the core competitive rule of that ancient immortal secret realm. But this isn't a secret realm. You're tired of living; I'll grant you your wish!"

"Whoever has the deepest grudge, quickly go up and crush him!"

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, but no one dared to step forward.

While the prodigy may be young and ambitious, he wouldn't have survived this long if he only had talent but no brains.

It is said that Li Yang single-handedly defeated Mu Zangfeng, Qianyang Shengzi, and a mysterious master who was no weaker than the two of them. Even if there was an element of a secret realm involved, who would dare to be the first to step up and become the touchstone?

Judging from the reactions of the other sword cultivators, Li Yang is among the strongest, even among the most outstanding.

They may have been unknown before, but that doesn't mean they won't become stepping stones to fame.

Chu Miao is a soul cultivator, and is extremely intelligent. Naturally, she wouldn't be foolish enough to balance her cultivation in a one-on-one fight.

She guessed that she was probably no match for him.

However, she must avenge her husband, but the most important thing is to be able to do so.

"You obtained my husband's Qianyang Emperor Body and innate sword embryo through improper means. It is said that you also possess Senior Ning Qingfeng's natal flying sword, and even the Immortal Slaying Sword Pill left behind by Ancestor Xuanyuan."

This is unfair to us!

Li Yang understood what the other person meant.

There's no such thing as fairness or unfairness; it's simply that they're too strong, and the others lack the confidence to take revenge.

Li Yang smiled; he was willing to give!

"How do you suggest we fight?"

Chu Miao had already thought it through before she came:

"We agree to balance our cultivation, but one-on-one combat is disadvantageous for us. So my proposal is—"

Under the premise of balanced cultivation, we can have a maximum of ten people on the arena at the same time. If any of our members fall, they can be quickly replaced, but the maximum number will not exceed ten.

As soon as Chu Miao announced this news, the sword cultivators present could no longer stand it.

"shameless!"

"Utterly shameless! Are they here for revenge? This is clearly an attempt to gang up on and kill someone!"

"Boss, don't agree! These shameless bastards! I'll go get the elders right now and have them driven away!"

Chu Miao remained calm in the face of this.

"If you don't dare, then so be it. But my poor husband died at the hands of someone like you who takes advantage of every opportunity."

In fact, although she and Qianyang Shengzi were Daoist partners, their relationship was mostly limited to arranged marriage and casual sex.

She is a soul cultivator, capable of resisting the influence of the Qianyang Emperor's body on her will.

However, the Holy Son of Qianyang has an undeniable good looks and physique, and is also a top-tier pure yang physique, making dual cultivation extremely beneficial.

The reason I'm seeking revenge today is not out of sentiment.

After all, she and Qianyang Shengzi are nominally Daoist partners certified by the Dao Alliance, and cultivating a deeply affectionate persona would be beneficial for their future remarriage.

Furthermore, she possessed a technique that, if she could truly kill Li Yang, would allow her to strip away the Qianyang Emperor's body and the innate sword embryo.

It's even possible that Li Yang obtained the source of evil energy in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm.

This method was taught to her by her lover.

She truly loved her lover, yet she also longed to experience the benefits of dual cultivation with Emperor Qianyang.

But for some reason, I still felt uneasy.

"If you're scared, then so be it. Escape unscathed and enjoy the opportunity you've stolen."

She said this while secretly hoping that Li Yang would refuse, so that she would have a reason to leave.

It seems that this sword cultivator, who is only at the first level of the Golden Core stage, is some kind of monstrous being in human form.

Li Yang just burst into laughter.

His chilling gaze swept over the extraordinary prodigies, and his voice suddenly turned cold:

"fear?"

"Who is afraid?"

"escape?"

"Who wants to escape?"

"Why be afraid? Why run away?"

"Let's begin! Just thinking about enjoying your plump heads makes my body, my soul, and my sword tremble!"