As one of the Six Great Sects, the Chixiao Sect certainly had an elder ancestor.

However, the vast majority of disciples had never seen this elder ancestor. Whenever disciples asked the elders about him, they received the same answer: the elder ancestor was in seclusion.

This left many Chixiao Sect disciples puzzled and confused. Some disciples who had joined more than twenty or thirty years ago had never seen the elder ancestor either!

Many disciples even speculated whether the elder ancestor of their sect had already passed away!

At that moment, feeling that elusive, vast, and extremely powerful presence, everyone's hearts filled with joy.

So it turns out our Chixiao Sect really does have an elder ancestor!

The entire plaza fell silent because of the appearance of that presence.

But this silence lasted for less than a second.

Boom!

An explosive sound erupted, and everyone involuntarily turned their eyes to the platform.

Yan Hu didn't care about any elder ancestors. He only knew that he had two more moves to make, and if he couldn't kill this old man within two moves, he would become a little drug boy carrying a medicine basket!

After grabbing Chi Hun, Yan Hu swung and fiercely threw Chi Hun onto the platform.

An enormous crater appeared on the platform instantly, with Chi Hun's body twisted and curled up inside the crater.

"Great Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

The people from Youming Hall shouted one after another. A few old men's eyes changed, and they wanted to rush onto the platform, but that vast and elusive presence suddenly weighed down on them.

The old men from Youming Hall trembled harshly in their hearts and dared not make the slightest move.

"Die!"

Yan Hu fiercely kicked toward Chi Hun's head, a fiery red light shining on his foot.

Thump!

Chi Hun's head instantly burst under Yan Hu's kick, turning into a spray of blood and brain matter, a mixture of red and white, flying towards You Wujiang and the others under Yan Hu's foot.

The expressions of You Wujiang and the others changed drastically, and they swiftly reached out to slap away the fine rain of blood.

Miss Wu and others also wanted to deflect the blood rain, but Elder Ming at Miss Wu's side changed his expression and shouted in a low voice, "Don't block it forcibly, retreat!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Miss Wu and the others, as if reacting instinctively, retreated nearly ten meters, avoiding the coverage area of the fine rain.

You Wujiang heard this and his expression changed; he wanted to retreat as well, but it was too late.

"Ah!"

"My hand!"

"Ah! My arm!"

A series of agonized cries rang out as the disciples of Youming Hall who had attempted to slap down the Xue Yu were pierced through their palms or arms by the rain of blood.

You Wujiang was no exception, but when he realized he could no longer dodge, he pushed his Internal Qi Circulation to its limit, creating a thick barrier of Inner Qi on his palm. Thus, he became the only person who managed to slap away the drizzling blood without getting injured.

"Young Master, that's precisely three moves!" After killing Chi Hun, Yan Hu didn't bother with Chi Hun's headless corpse; instead, he turned and looked anxiously at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen felt a warmth in his heart, fully aware that Yan Hu wasn't afraid of punishment but was instead afraid of being refused to stay by his side.

"Enough, you've not disgraced me!" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Yan Hu breathed a sigh of relief, grinned naively, scratched his head, and turned to face the people of Youming Hall: "Next!"

The people of Youming Hall all changed expression and looked simultaneously at You Wujiang.

You Wujiang's face darkened; while the strength of Yan Hu had been displayed as that of a Semi Venerable Venerable Realm, there were people of the same realm in Youming Hall. Standing behind him was an old man who was the Third Elder of Youming Hall and possessed the strength of a Semi Venerable. This elder was his trump card for peak battles.

In peak battles, there was an unspoken rule among the great sects: the ancestral masters of the sects were not allowed to take action. The reason why Chixiao Sect was considered the weakest among the Six Great Sects was that it lacked a powerhouse of the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm.

The Sect Master of Chixiao Sect was a Venerable Realm powerhouse; in other sects, those who reached the Semi Venerable Realm or even the Innate Peak Realm could be considered ancestral masters, but in the Six Great Sects, only those in the Venerable Realm could claim that title. Chixiao Sect was only regarded as one of the Six Great Sects because its ancestral master was still alive.

You Wujiang planned to sweep through Chixiao Sect in all three stages, dealing a severe blow to Chixiao Sect's prestige. That way, he could carry out another plan of his at the upcoming Martial Arts Conference.

But now, Yan Hu's appearance had disrupted all his plans, forcing him to consider whether to send the elder into battle now.

Glancing at Jiang Chen in the north of the arena, You Wujiang's eyes gradually narrowed.

This Jiang Family of Jincheng must be eliminated!

Otherwise, they would completely disrupt his plans during the Martial Arts Conference; the victory of this pinnacle battle mattered much more than the current one!

Made up his mind, You Wujiang turned to look at a middle-aged man from Youming Hall beside him.

The man's face paled; he was merely at the Innate Peak Realm and stood no chance against Yan Hu, who was a Semi Venerable. Given the current situation, there was no way he would be spared.

In other words, the Sect Master was sending him to his death!

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered with hesitation.

"Elder Lin, you are our youngest elder in Youming Hall, and your son is the most outstanding genius of our hall. Rest assured, I will take good care of your son!" You Wujiang placed a hand on the middle-aged man's shoulder, with a threatening look flashing in his eyes.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he glanced resentfully at You Wujiang, bit his teeth and leaped onto the stage.

"Lin Tianya!" The middle-aged man faced Yan Hu, stated his name, and made a courteous fist salute.

This was the etiquette among Martial Artists before a sparring match. Yan Hu had not introduced himself upon entering the stage due to Jiang Minglong's injury which provoked his fury - however, when Martial Artists introduced themselves, they usually prefixed their introduction with the name of their sect, something Lin Tianya notably did not do.

"Jiang Family of Jincheng, Head Protector Yan Hu!" Yan Hu returned the salute with a fist, and although they were now enemies, since the other party had observed the etiquette, he could not afford to lose the Jiang Family's face.

"Advisor Mo, what kind of person is this Lin Tianya?" Jiang Chen noticed Lin Tianya had omitted the name of Youming Hall and, with a thoughtful look, turned to Mo Tianze.

Mo Tianze spoke softly, "The people of Youming Hall are all arrogant and unbridled, engaging in all sorts of evil. But this Lin Tianya is somewhat an exception. He's content with his cultivation and if anybody in Youming Hall can still be considered decent, it's Lin Tianya and his family. Young Jiang, it's likely that Lin Tianya was threatened into entering the stage. If possible, spare his life."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, a deep thought crossing his eyes as he looked up at Yan Hu and called out, "Hu Zi, just knock him off the stage, no need to hold back!"

Yan Hu was briefly taken aback, looked at Jiang Chen, who nodded slightly.

"Yes!" Yan Hu immediately understood and nodded in response.

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