Chapter 174 Before It’s Too Late

At the same time, the battlefield on Bai Shiyan's side, along with the Xing brothers, also came to an end.

The scene was a mess, the ground covered with sword marks and earth pits from fist attacks.

Both Xing Dekong and Xing Delu lay on the ground covered in wounds, staring blankly at the sky, their eyes filled with despair and confusion.

In contrast, Bai Shiyan crossed his arms, his expression calm, not even breaking a sweat.

The Xing Delu brothers lay on the ground, unable to understand.

Clearly, Bai Shiyan was only at the Saint realm, just like them, so why were they being brutally beaten even with a two-on-one advantage?

Was Bai Shiyan really that strong?

In the Ninth Universe, they could comfort themselves by saying that Bai Shiyan's leveling speed was too fast, and it was normal for them to be suppressed, but now that everyone was at the same realm, they still couldn't win.

"There are also differences between Saints."

Bai Shiyan looked calmly at the Xing Delu brothers, then narrowed his eyes at Xing Delu and Xing Dehai.

"Go back and give Xing Yuanhua a message for me."

"If the third branch of your Xing family dares to reach its hands towards Kaiji Star again, I, Bai Shiyan, will cut off every hand you extend!"

Xing Delu's expression changed upon hearing this.

Xing Yuanhua was their father and the person in charge of the Xing family's third branch, a true figure of power and influence in the Xing family.

Bai Shiyan was, in terms of seniority, only their peer, only slightly stronger than them, yet he dared to call their father by his given name?

Xing Delu really wanted to get angry, but Xing Dekong, who was more composed, quickly stopped him and questioned.

"Bai Shiyan, does that mean my older brother Xing Dehai died in vain?"

Bai Shiyan's lips curled into a disdainful smile.

"I said, I didn't kill Xing Dehai. Go find whoever did."

"You!!!"

Xing Delu's anger intensified, but in Bai Shiyan's eyes, it was nothing more than impotent rage.

"Brother, forget it. A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him." Xing Dekong pulled Xing Delu back, shaking his head slightly.

Although they had a total of ten Saints on their side, he could faintly sense that Bai Shiyan wasn't alone.

More importantly, Bai Shiyan's strength had truly frightened them.

"Bai Shiyan, this isn't over!"

After uttering those harsh words, Xing Delu, supported by Xing Dekong, staggered away with his men.

Bai Shiyan didn't even glance at them the entire time. Only after everyone from the Xing family had left did he rub his temples with a headache.

"Ah, my despicable, shameless, and vile nephew, it would have been fine if you had just killed Xing Chaoge, but the Xing family has more than just that one genius. Why did you have to kill Xing Dehai?"

"Although that guy was weak, he was a direct descendant of the Xing family. The Xing family will definitely not let this go. It seems some things have to be brought forward..."

...

"Ah-choo!"

Qiao Yu, who was tallying up the spoils of war, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Damn it, who's secretly cursing me behind my back? May their mother's cremation pot stick!"

Qiao Yu cursed and looked at the Seventh Elder and Eighth Elder, the only two Saint realm combatants he had left.

Including Uriel and the four elders of God Mountain, he originally had five Saint realm combatants.

But in the battle just now, Uriel and the Tenth and Ninth Elders were all beaten into ruin and could no longer be used.

The Tenth Elder was fine; he was already half-rotten anyway, so Qiao Yu didn't feel any pain. But he really felt bad that Uriel and the Ninth Elder had been destroyed.

Saint realm combatants were hard to find. You could count all the Saint realm combatants on Kaiji Star on one hand.

"Oh well, out with the old, in with the new."

Qiao Yu directly put away the Seventh Elder and Eighth Elder. As much as it hurt, he was extremely satisfied with the results of this battle.

The Grand Elder was crippled, and the Sixth to Ninth Elders were all killed. God Mountain was immediately crippled by more than half.

He now had the combat power to face a Saint directly. Perhaps...it was time to look for his uncle, who had sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet?

Now that he had enough strength, he had to unravel many of the mysteries that he didn't understand before.

Professor Shen's voice interrupted Qiao Yu's thoughts.

"Alright, Wan Lihao, see how your new body is!"

Shen Jianshu wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the man in front of him with satisfaction.

Wan Lihao was naked, his muscles bulging high, but his skin was a sickly gray-white.

Visually, it looked like a strong corpse.

"Slap!"

Wan Lihao raised his fan-like hand and slapped himself in the face, then fell silent.

Qiao Yu hadn't lied to him. He really didn't feel any pain. Not only did he not feel pain, but he couldn't even feel itching.

"Thank you, I'm very satisfied."

Wan Lihao forced himself to close his eyes, his expression like he was wearing a mask of pain.

Wan Lihao had never been this painful, even when he was surrounded by three Saints.

How could any man accept that he had the ability but couldn't enjoy a shred of pleasure?

Qiao Yu also sighed faintly and patted Wan Lihao on the shoulder.

"Teacher Wan, be strong! Sharp swords come from sharpening."

"Thank you, I hope you can be just as strong." Wan Lihao responded after a moment of silence.

Qiao Yu smiled awkwardly, then looked at Shen Jianshu with some doubt.

"By the way, Professor Shen? Where's Yang Xiangdi?"

Qiao Yu was a little puzzled. There had been so much commotion, but he still hadn't seen the little fatty. It shouldn't be.

"Him?"

Shen Jianshu showed a strange smile.

"To avoid Dai Siyu, he went to bury himself in grinding dungeons. He's been in the inner world for a long time, and hasn't come out once. After finishing one, he goes to the second. That kid seems to have grinded all the way to the Emperor realm."

"I've lived for so long, and it's the first time I've seen someone work so hard to become stronger just to avoid his wife."

Hearing this, Qiao Yu couldn't help but smile strangely. Yang Xiangdi probably didn't expect that he would have this day when he first experienced face washing, right?

The gifts given by fate have long been marked with a price.

Knowing that Yang Xiangdi was safe, Qiao Yu felt relieved. He turned his gaze to the west.

As the saying goes, cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, or they will grow again in the spring breeze.

Since he and God Mountain were already irreconcilable enemies, he naturally had to get rid of them as soon as possible.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Qiao Yu setting off in a hurry, Shen Jianshu couldn't help but ask.

"The Grand Elder was so badly injured, I'm going to bring two fruit baskets to God Mountain to send him some warmth!" Qiao Yu said without turning his head.