Li Genmiao has backup?!
In an instant, Yan Shouyi's mind conjured several figures.
Pan Shiyi? Zheng Youqian? Lan Qihuan?
Or perhaps other villagers from Taoyuan Village?
The sudden appearance of so many vengeful spirits on Changbai Mountain was a display of soul control, a skill Yan Shouyi didn't believe any folk sect possessed.
Seeing Tiezi and Uncle Weng struggling, Yan Shouyi was extremely anxious.
If Li Genmiao couldn't be killed now, who knew when the next opportunity would arise!
"Heavenly thunder rumbles, divine thunder booms. Dragon thunder crashes, water thunder overturns waves. Earth's command thunder and fire, lightning strikes crisscross. Divine power unleashed, evil spirits annihilated. Heaven commands, haste to obey!"
The Five Thunder Orthodox Method!
A more powerful Five Thunder Orthodox Method replaced the Golden Light Charm, striking the vengeful spirits entwined with Yan Shouyi, scattering their souls!
No one could stop the Ancestral Dragon Sword anymore!
The Ancestral Dragon Sword slashed down fiercely, and at the same time, a sharp whistling sound echoed in Yan Shouyi's ears!
Just as the Ancestral Dragon Sword had grazed Li Genmiao's neck, mere inches away from severing the karma thread, an arrow made of phoenix wood pierced directly through Yan Shouyi's arm. The terrifying force caused the Ancestral Dragon Sword to veer off course!
With a *swish*, the Ancestral Dragon Sword failed to sever the karma, only cutting off one of Li Genmiao's arms.
Blood splattered onto Yan Shouyi's face. Li Genmiao was heavily injured, but Yan Shouyi showed no hint of triumph.
He looked back and saw more than a dozen figures faintly appearing on the mountain slopes surrounding Tianchi!
In the darkness, their features were indistinct, but their eyes glowed red, filled with intense killing intent.
"They are members of Old Xuan Mountain!" Jiang Qingxue recognized their identity at a glance, loudly warning Yan Shouyi, "Shouyi, be careful, they are not weak!"
"Hahahaha!"
The dark figures on the mountain laughed, bowing towards Jiang Qingxue, "We didn't expect that after so many years, sister-in-law still remembers us, the Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain. We are truly flattered!"
The Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain?
Just hearing the name, Yan Shouyi had a rough idea of their identities.
The Thirteen Protectors of Xuan Mountain were the first echelon, including his father Yan Chou and the dog Taoist.
And these Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain were likely followers who joined his father later, disciples of various folk sects.
It was evident that the Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain had completely submitted to Li Genmiao. Taoyuan Village was not Li Genmiao's trump card; these people were!
With so many enemies appearing at once, Yan Shouyi felt immense pressure.
Before he could devise a counter-strategy, Li Genmiao launched a sudden attack.
Because Tiezi was injured by the phoenix wood, the restraint on Li Genmiao weakened. Li Genmiao seized the opportunity, directly cut the Treasure Rope, and then turned to stab Uncle Weng!
"Old man, you know the consequences of deceiving me!" Li Genmiao grinned, "However, death was your fate anyway. Now I'll send you on your way early!"
Uncle Weng was not skilled in combat and had almost no power to resist Li Genmiao. He merely raised the Treasure Rod, blocking for less than a second before Li Genmiao broke both his arms and then stabbed him through the chest with a sword!
The phoenix wood dagger plunged to its hilt into Uncle Weng's chest. He was merely a mortal, and such an injury was almost certainly fatal!
"Uncle Weng!!"
Jiang Qingxue, who was bound, couldn't help but scream when she saw Uncle Weng heavily wounded.
After thirty years of care, Jiang Qingxue had long considered Uncle Weng her most trusted family member.
He had cared for Jiang Qingxue for thirty years, only to pay with his life protecting her in the end.
Blood flowed from the corner of Uncle Weng's mouth. His eyes filled with hatred, he tightly gripped Li Genmiao's collar.
"Miss... and Young Master will avenge me!!"
"No, they will soon accompany you to hell!"
Li Genmiao was completely unfazed by Uncle Weng's words. He broke Uncle Weng's fingers one by one and then kicked him into Tianchi.
As if discarding trash.
Jiang Qingxue was filled with grief and rage, struggling hard against her bonds, wishing she could fight Li Genmiao to the death right then!
But Jiang Qingxue was Li Genmiao's disciple, and her weaknesses were known to him like the back of his hand.
This token was tailor-made for Jiang Qingxue; escaping wouldn't be that simple.
"Grandpa!"
Er Ya and the others couldn't hold back any longer, rushing towards Tianchi to retrieve Uncle Weng's body, but seeing Li Genmiao still guarding it, their fear made them hesitate.
Yan Shouyi's fury burned, his teeth grinding.
He was determined to kill Li Genmiao today!
But Li Genmiao spoke first. He glanced at the Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain still standing on the slope and coldly commanded:
"Kill Yan Shouyi."
"Yes!"
His father's former friends had long since abandoned any sentiment. Upon receiving the order to kill Yan Shouyi, they not only showed no hesitation but also a look of excitement.
The seventeen disciples of folk sects began their charge towards Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi knew that to kill Li Genmiao, he had to get past the Seventeen Eccentrics of Xuan Mountain.
To ensure he was at his peak, he bit his tongue fiercely. The pain allowed him to control his rage, and a semblance of reason returned to his eyes.
In life-or-death moments, one must never lose their reason.
"Yan Gui! Zhu Shanzao! Sanyuan!"
"Er Ya! Shanjī! Shanpao! Tiezi!"
"The Tree Demon Abbot in the Demon Refining Pot! And Huang Alley!"
"All of you, stay here and protect my mother. I'll handle these people!"
He summoned all the helpers he could, one after another.
Zhu Shanzao anxiously asked, "There are quite a few enemies. Can you handle it alone?"
Yan Shouyi held the Ancestral Dragon Sword in his left hand and the Soul Reaping Blade in his right, a terrifying aura erupting from his body, his eyes burning with boundless rage and killing intent.
He had never hated a group of people so much.
Even after encountering countless evil disciples of folk sects, Yan Shouyi still believed they were worthy of salvation, that they deserved a second chance. That was why he founded the Folk Research Association, to benefit all the impoverished scholars.
But this trip to Changbai Mountain had shown him too many wicked individuals. It had finally revealed Li Genmiao's true nature, and he had encountered his father's former friends, now his mortal enemies.
He finally understood one thing.
Not everyone was worthy of salvation.
They did not deserve a second chance; their only fate was to go to hell.
And at this very moment, the only thing Yan Shouyi wanted to do was send them to hell!!!
He licked his lips and said coldly, "I will kill them all, leaving no one behind!!"
With that, a golden light flashed, and Yan Shouyi vanished from his spot.