Although everyone didn't quite understand why Yun Shao insisted on staging such a scene.
Wasn't it for the benefit of Long Batian to have him advance to the Xiantian realm?
However, since Yun Shao wanted it done, they naturally obeyed.
A mere Long Batian, even if he advanced to Xiantian, what could he do? The Zhao clan could easily deal with him.
"We are currently in a bustling city, with many eyes and ears around. They probably wouldn't dare do anything to us."
"Under broad daylight, with the heavens and earth as witness, once I advance to Xiantian, I will send them all to their deaths, one by one."
"To repay these three days of suffering."
Long Batian had only rented a simple house, and they had to take turns on guard duty at night.
Although Lan Xinyue had been with the Zhao clan before, she did not understand the full extent of the Zhao clan's power.
She thought that with her own abilities and Long Batian's strength, they could barely escape the Zhao clan's pursuit time and time again, and felt extremely fortunate.
"Batian, what should we do now?"
Lan Xinyue asked.
Long Batian took a deep breath and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, the boat will reach its destination naturally."
At this moment, neither of them knew that all the extraneous personnel in the entire building had been secretly cleared out.
"This has troubled you this time."
Si Jinyan thanked a person holding relevant credentials.
"You're welcome, it's my honor to work for Yun Shao."
As the person spoke, he hung the relevant identification around his neck.
Then, he looked around and instructed his subordinates to cordon off the area.
There wasn't a single bystander around, as they had been evacuated a thousand meters away.
And to prevent Long Batian from noticing, Si Jinyan had arranged for his own men to pose as passersby.
This building was the place of death chosen by Zhao Yunhai for Long Batian.
Long Batian would occasionally look out the window to see if there were any unusual movements below.
However, Long Batian seemed to have noticed nothing.
"The calmer it is, the more it heralds the coming storm. We must be careful."
For some reason, Long Batian felt a hint of unease.
"Mm."
Lan Xinyue was now completely obedient to Long Batian.
Suddenly, Lan Xinyue's eyes widened, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and her breathing instantly stopped.
Lan Xinyue didn't even have time to say any farewell words, and thus died completely in front of Long Batian.
She had died of poisoning without any warning, with no chance of treatment.
"Xinyue."
Seeing this, Long Batian felt his heart stop beating.
His red eyes trembled violently, and tears welled up in his eyes.
In an instant, Long Batian's mind flashed back to their life-or-death escape over the past three days.
"Zhao clan, I will destroy you."
Long Batian roared, his mind filled with killing intent.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door was kicked open from the outside.
"Long Batian, your death has come, just like this traitor."
"What a good woman, to die like this, what a pity."
"What's there to pity about a traitor? Hehehe, why don't I send this ill-fated couple to reunite in the underworld!"
These Xiantian peak martial artists wearing black masks, each speaking a sentence, continued to provoke the enraged Long Batian.
Long Batian gently placed Lan Xinyue down on the ground, kissing her forehead.
"Wait for me a moment, I'll deal with them all first."
The internal energy within Long Batian surged through his meridians like a dragon, his breathing extremely unstable, with a faint premonition of a breakthrough.
All of this was proceeding according to Zhao Yunhai's original plan.
When the protagonist faces a life-or-death crisis or when someone closest to him meets with misfortune, he will break through.
Zhao Yunhai had not been idle for these three days. He had constantly reflected on his plan and searched for loopholes to resolve them.
Now, he was more concerned about Long Batian breaking through than Long Batian himself.
At this moment, Long Batian had already engaged in a fierce battle with these lackeys of the Zhao clan.
With the Xiantian peak martial artists deliberately holding back, Long Batian was able to execute the moves of his cultivation technique with ease.
His fists were like claws, his legs like a tail.
Long Batian, at the peak of Houtian, was actually able to heavily wound a Xiantian peak martial artist.
Although this was under the Xiantian peak martial artist's carelessness, the fact remained that Long Batian's techniques were indeed formidable.
After heavily wounding one Xiantian peak martial artist, the remaining Xiantian peak martial artists also gradually lost their playful mood of a cat playing with a mouse.
"Hahahaha, what kind of so-called Xiantian peak experts are no match for my fists!"
Long Batian felt invincible and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
In that instant, the subsequent incantations of the ancestral cultivation technique manual flashed through Long Batian's mind.
The previously difficult parts now seemed to be understood in an instant.
"Ah!!!"
Long Batian let out a fierce roar, and the last shackles holding him back from breaking through to Xiantian were shattered.
The Ren and Du meridians were filled with internal energy, the hallmark of a Xiantian martial artist.
"So this is Xiantian strength. I can easily defeat ten of my past selves."
With his breakthrough to Xiantian, Long Batian was filled with confidence.
Not only had he broken through to the Xiantian stage, but he had also seamlessly advanced to the middle stage of Xiantian.
Seeing Long Batian break through to Xiantian, the Xiantian peak martial artists finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now they could finally fulfill Yun Shao's instructions.
If it weren't for the task from Yun Shao, they would have killed Long Batian long ago, why would they waste so much time.
However, this fellow's talent, advancing directly from Houtian peak to Xiantian middle stage, was indeed rare.
Just as Long Batian was about to make a move, he saw the men who had been surrounding and attacking him split apart and stand on the sides with their heads bowed respectfully.
Long Batian involuntarily looked out the door and saw a man about his age, leading a group of people, walking towards him.
"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations on your breakthrough."
Zhao Yunhai, with a sincere smile, applauded and looked at Long Batian, overjoyed.
The stronger Long Batian became, the happier he was.
"Are you the one behind them?"
A strong killing intent flickered in Long Batian's eyes, as he saw the old man behind this man.
This person was the enemy he had been waiting for for years, a blood feud that could not be shared.
Now that he had broken through to Xiantian, it shouldn't be difficult to take revenge.
However, he couldn't detect any insincerity in the eyes of the man standing at the forefront.
It was as if the other party was genuinely congratulating him on his breakthrough to Xiantian, which filled Long Batian with deep doubt.
"Mm, you guessed right. What kind of reward should I give you?"
Zhao Yunhai feigned deep thought, racking his brain.
Super Doubling instantly activated, multiplier (ten).
The next second, a cold smile appeared on Zhao Yunhai's lips.
"How about I reward you by joining that traitor in the afterlife? What do you think?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yunhai's speed was extremely fast. His Xiantian internal energy flowed like a surging river, unceasing.
Zhao Yunhai's internal energy at this moment was ten times higher and more powerful than Long Batian's.
"She is not a traitor."
As Long Batian retorted with hatred, it was already too late by the time he reacted.
Zhao Yunhai raised his hand and instantly knocked away the hand Long Batian had just raised, then grabbed Long Batian by the throat.
Suffocation and weakness instantly swept through his mind.
Long Batian desperately tried to pry open the hand choking him.
Long Batian's heart churned like a stormy sea, his mind in disarray.
Even when facing a Xiantian peak martial artist, he had never been so powerless.
When he had raised his hand just now, the opponent had been able to find his weakness and counter it in an instant.
It was as if the opponent was very familiar with his cultivation technique.
But this was impossible.