Chapter 2104: Chapter 2104: Malice in Rage

Xiao Yi dared to show himself because he had a degree of confidence.

Even in the most desperate situation, he could still maintain a clear mental state and a clear mind.

Because he knew that no matter how urgent it was, it was useless.

Before he appeared, he had already thought of a countermeasure.

It was the protective measure left to him by the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master, which was the overwhelming formation power he wielded now.

With this, Xiao Yi had enough confidence to save someone from the hands of Xie Ruhai.

As long as he was given enough time, even if just ten more breaths, he could definitely kill Xie Ruhai and the surrounding evil cultivators, and then escape with everyone.

As long as Qing Lin and the group of Heavenly Talents were unharmed, they could quickly flee.

After that, he could go into hiding again and survive this crisis.

However, the plan he devised, without any flaws, didn’t account for the fact that this Evil Lord would arrive so quickly.

"Break." A majestic voice sounded.

The overwhelming formation power surrounding Xiao Yi trembled incessantly.

"Hmm?" The Evil Lord squinted, and a massive aura pressed down again.

Boom...

This time, the formation barrier around Xiao Yi shattered with a roar.

Not far away, Xie Ruhai, who moments ago was helpless under the formation power, even his face changing colors, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A hint of fear flashed across his aged face.

"Welcome, Lord." Xie Ruhai quickly bowed.

All around, the Third Guardian, the Fourth Guardian, and a multitude of evil cultivators also quickly bowed.

"Welcome, Lord."

The cold words echoed through the heaven and earth.

All eyes turned to the middle-aged man stepping out of space, full of awe.

The entire world seemed to belong only to this middle-aged man, standing alone, peerless in elegance.

"Evil Lord." Xiao Yi squinted while watching the man in black attire.

From the moment he saw the man’s appearance, Xiao Yi guessed that this was the legendary Evil Lord.

Simultaneously, Xiao Yi’s heart sank to the bottom.

The protective measures given to him by the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master were certainly powerful.

But in the hands of the Evil Lord, it only withstood two attacks.

Normally, the protective measures of the same realm could at most withstand a full-force attack from a strong individual of the same realm.

Furthermore, the palm world was merely an imprint left by the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master, not directly executed by him.

Thus, its power was greatly diminished.

Xiao Yi knew that when he triggered this measure, the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master, in the Main Hall far away, had already sensed it instantly.

But how long would it take to rush from the Heavenly Mechanism Region?

Crossing the Central Region to reach the Southern Range, nearly spanning more than half of the vast Central Region.

That is a considerably long distance.

Even though the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master possesses exceptional strength and speed, he still needs time to arrive.

An hour? Maybe ten minutes? Or even longer?

It was all meaningless.

In front of this Evil Lord, he might not even last a single breath.

"Black Robe, Xiao Xun." The Evil Lord gritted his teeth.

Swoosh... his figure disappeared from the original spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, a pair of enchanting yet powerful hands were already gripping Xiao Yi’s throat.

The Evil Lord’s speed was extremely fast, reaching a terrifying degree.

The momentum generated in that instant had already knocked the group of Heavenly Talents behind Xiao Yi away with immense force.

Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...

Qing Lin and others were blasted a hundred meters away.

In the high sky, Xiao Yi’s throat was being gripped by the Evil Lord.

In just a moment, an immense sense of powerlessness, suffocation, and death flooded Xiao Yi’s heart.

He could see the endless fury hidden in the enchanting eyes of the Evil Lord.

"Was it you who killed my son?" the Evil Lord gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly.

Such extreme rage was uncontrollable.

Boom...

The Evil Lord struck with a palm, heavily impacting Xiao Yi’s chest.

The immense palm power should have blasted Xiao Yi away.

But his throat was being grasped, so his body couldn’t move.

The tremendous impact force pierced straight through Xiao Yi’s chest, continuing to shatter everything in its path.

Behind Xiao Yi, a majestic mountain thousands of miles away was pulverized under this impact force.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was splattered with blood.

"Ha, not very strong after all." The Evil Lord sneered, his smile somewhat twisted.

"So pathetic, like an ant. Do you think you deserve to kill my son?"

"Heh." Blood dripped from the corner of Xiao Yi’s mouth, yet he still sneered, "If I’m an ant, then what is your son, the Little Evil Lord? He’s not even as good as trash."

"Insolent!" The surrounding evil cultivators shouted coldly.

Xie Ruhai shouted coldly, "Young Master, since when do we allow a monster like you to speak recklessly?"

Boom...

The Evil Lord strikes with another palm.

The other eerie hand remains clutched at Xiao Yi’s throat.

Behind Xiao Yi, a distant mountain crumbled into dust.

"Gah." Xiao Yi spat another mouthful of blood, splattering his face.

The Evil Lord grinned wickedly, "In fact, I can end your life with a casual palm strike."

"But I choose not to, I refuse to let you die so easily."

"Each of my strikes can shatter most of your internal organs and crush dozens of your bones."

At this moment, the Evil Lord appeared like a fearsome demon.

"No, it seems that’s not enough."

The Evil Lord’s hand suddenly relaxed.

Xiao Yi’s figure fell from the sky.

At present, he was already gravely injured.

The first strike from the Evil Lord had left him severely wounded and powerless.

The second strike worsened his condition, bringing him to the brink of death.

Crash...

Xiao Yi’s body landed heavily on the ground with a loud impact.

"Xiao Xun." Not far away, Qing Lin and Fang Shushu exclaimed, their faces grim, biting their teeth in helplessness.

They had witnessed the two palm strikes in the sky.

The blood that spewed forth, filling the sky with a mist, shook their hearts.

And now, Xiao Yi’s indifferent eyes, though still clear, grew increasingly heavy.

He knew how severe his injuries were.

He couldn’t even move a finger or open his mouth.

He felt an overwhelming pain with even the slightest movement.

He felt as though his mouth was weighted with lead, too heavy to open.

In the sky, the Evil Lord, Xie Ruhai, and others descended slowly.

From all directions, one evil cultivator after another rapidly surrounded Xiao Yi.

In an instant, the nine protectors and nine elders of the Evil Lord Mansion, including the legendary Supreme Dugu, had all arrived, closely following the Evil Lord.

"Ant? Trash? Is that so?" The Evil Lord muttered coldly.

"Black Robe Xiao Xun, do you really think you are strong?"

"Fine, I will make your death more miserable than that of an ant, dying at the hands of countless weaker ants."

"Punishment Hall, do they have ordinary executioners?"

Beside him, Xie Ruhai gave a knowing look to the evil cultivators behind him.

Several elderly Initial Level martial artists stepped forward briskly.

The Evil Lord furrowed his brows.

Xie Ruhai respectfully bowed and said, "Lord, the Punishment Hall contains elite martial artists, the weakest at Peak of Supreme."

"Though these elders have barely stepped into the path of Legendary Ten Thousand Dao, they wield their power more precisely."

"Hmm." The Evil Lord relaxed his brow and nodded.

"I want this monster to suffer a thousand cuts."

"Skin, peeled off piece by piece."

"Veins, plucked out slowly."

"Bones, crushed one by one."

The Evil Lord spoke as though uttering the cruelest words in this world.

Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

Several Initial Level martial artists swiftly appeared next to Xiao Yi.

At this moment, Xiao Yi lay weakly on the ground.

In the past, such Initial Level cultivators would have been ants beneath his notice, killed with a wave of his hand.

Now, the two palms from the Evil Lord had left him on the verge of death, unable even to move a finger.

"Lord, shall we first abolish his cultivation or destroy his limbs and senses?" asked the elderly martial artists with respectful voices.

"No need." The Evil Lord shook his head, "Keep his cultivation intact, so he can endure to the end."

"Leave his eyes and ears, so he can witness his skin being peeled and hear his own screams of agony."

"Yes." The elderly martial artists obeyed respectfully.

"Begin." The Evil Lord uttered coldly.

Surrounding them, countless evil cultivators gathered, each a formidable force.

A generation’s Evil Lord, nine elders, nine protectors, Supreme Dugu, plus tens of thousands of surrounding elite evil cultivators.

On this day, how could Xiao Yi possibly escape his fate?

Even he, at this moment, could do nothing.

What awaited him might only be a tragic death.

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Third update.

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