Rumbling!
Tuoba Lingran was full of confidence in his plan to subdue the Qingluan tribe. He just didn't know if Aiste of the Qingluan tribe had returned. When Aiste returned, he was ecstatic. But who would have thought that the Qingluan tribe had such a formidable figure guarding it!
In a battle between masters, after only three to five moves, Tuoba Lingran had the thought of retreating.
Because he was completely suppressed.
"Who are you, and why are you helping the Qingluan tribe!" Tuoba Lingran said in a deep voice.
"I am the son-in-law of the Qingluan tribe. Is this answer acceptable?" Yang Feilong's figure flickered. Although he spoke with a smile, his attacks were merciless, and every sword strike was meant to be fatal.
"The son-in-law of the Qingluan tribe?" Tuoba Lingran felt as if he had eaten dog feces.
The Qingluan tribe was truly blessed with good fortune.
Not only did their tribe produce a cultivator at the Integration Realm, but now they also had an even younger and more powerful Integration Realm expert as their backing.
An Integration Realm cultivator was a distinguished guest in any country, as they had reached the pinnacle of existence.
"We will retreat now. Can you stop your hand?" Tuoba Lingran did not want to continue fighting Yang Feilong. It wasn't out of fear of triggering a heavenly tribulation, but out of fear of being killed. "Otherwise, I will summon the great army. Then you will all die!"
In the Demon Realm, there was not as much concern about triggering heavenly tribulations, because it was extremely difficult to summon one in the Demon Realm, unlike in the mortal or spirit realms. This was also the rule of the Demon Realm.
Otherwise, why was Weila Wubing killed in a siege a few months ago? It wasn't because he died from a heavenly tribulation, but because heavenly tribulations were too difficult to summon.
This was also the difference between countless minor worlds and the three thousand worlds.
"Stop? That depends on whether my sword agrees!" Yang Feilong's attacks became even more ruthless and merciless. The next moment, the long sword in his hand slashed out, and a terrifying portal vaguely appeared, reflecting the world. As it slashed out, it struck Tuoba Lingran with great force.
This was the first sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate!
The Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate was a set of swordsmanship that was considered top-tier even in the Saint Realm. According to what his master Bai Yi Die had told Yang Feilong before leaving, only the first move could possibly be cultivated to completion before the Saint Realm, but it was extremely difficult. In the past few years, Yang Feilong had spent countless efforts to reach the introductory level of the first move.
However, even though it was only at a rudimentary level, its power far surpassed other swordsmanship techniques!
His master had also taught Yang Feilong many other swordsmanship techniques. Clearly, she knew that she would be leaving and would not be able to accompany Yang Feilong for a long time, so she passed on some of the swordsmanship techniques she knew.
Of course, other swordsmanship techniques were far inferior to the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate!
To be honest, Yang Feilong did not want to use this sword, but without it, he could not easily kill Tuoba Lingran. The opponent's defense was too strong, and he had many tricks up his sleeve.
The reason he didn't want to use it was that this sword consumed a lot of mental energy. With his current abilities, he could only use it at its weakest. He could barely use the second move, but once he did, it would backlash against his mind. Moreover, this sword also consumed a huge amount of energy. His energy was sufficient to cast three moves, and his spiritual sense could barely manage two moves, but it would also damage his mind.
But if he didn't use it, and the great army attacked with a war of attrition, this guy might escape. Being targeted by such a powerful figure was naturally not a good thing!
He was not afraid, but the Qingluan tribe could not withstand it.
As the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate were unleashed, even if it was only at the introductory level of the first move, Tuoba Lingran felt the terrifying power of this sword. No, his heart roared in fear, feeling as if he had encountered the Star Sea Emperor. Even the Star Sea Emperor might not have felt this terrifying!
"Ah!" Tuoba Lingran let out a piercing scream.
Whoosh!
As the sword light passed, Tuoba Lingran's body was split in two, dead beyond death!
"No, no, no!!" Tuoba Ganglie, who was struggling on the other side, heard Tuoba Lingran's scream and then saw a scene that made his scalp tingle. Tuoba Lingran had tragically died on the spot.
Aiste of the Qingluan tribe had also been paying attention to the battle on the other side with a wisp of her consciousness. If Yang Feilong was at a disadvantage, they would have to flee into the great array. With their combined strength and the might of their tribe, they should have been able to resist.
But the reality proved that he had still underestimated Yang Feilong. Before he could even deal with the severely injured Tuoba Ganglie, Yang Feilong had already killed the renowned Tuoba Lingran!
He was mentally prepared and felt invigorated, so his combat effectiveness increased at this moment. Tuoba Ganglie, on the other hand, was weakened. He was already struggling, and Tuoba Lingran's tragic death crushed the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
Therefore, in a moment of distraction, Aiste of the Qingluan tribe seized the opportunity and directly severed his head and annihilated his body.
Thus, both Integration Realm experts met a tragic end on the spot!
It all happened so fast, from Yang Feilong's surprise attack that heavily injured Aiste to this point, it was less than three minutes.
"Good!"
"Feilong is mighty!"
"Ancestor is powerful!"
At this moment, the people of the Qingluan tribe were cheering and excited beyond measure.
Only the Hundred Spirits Bird could calmly observe all of this, but even she couldn't help but smile. This was the man she had chosen, and he was indeed heroic and unstoppable.
He was too powerful!
Pah! Pah! Pah! He's a scoundrel, not my man.
The Hundred Spirits Bird muttered to herself, but the blush on her cheeks showed that her heart was not as calm as she pretended.
On the other side, the leaders of the great army were filled with fear.
"Flee! Quick, flee!"
"Don't stay here anymore! Go, go, go!"
"The marshal is dead, and the thirteen generals are also dead. If we stay here, we will be killed!"
"......"
The various leaders at the Void Refining Realm hurriedly called their subordinates to escape.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
"Should we pursue?" Aiste looked at Yang Feilong, her eyes filled with fervor.
This great-grandson-in-law was formidable!
"No need to pursue," Yang Feilong said, shaking his head. "We can't kill them all."
"Mainly, the consumption just now was quite significant, and I need to recover a bit," Yang Feilong said. In addition to using the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate once, many of his killing moves were extremely draining. At his peak, he could only use them twice. The battle earlier was short, and the consumption was considerable. He then used it again, and now he was a bit tired. If another powerful Integration Realm expert came, he might have to fight with his life.
"Yes, that's fine. With both of us guarding here, we can resist even if a few more Integration Realm cultivators arrive!" Aiste said confidently.
Yang Feilong nodded at the very confident Aiste and didn't say much. Although Aiste had only recently broken through to the Integration Realm, her combat power was indeed not inferior to that of ordinary Integration Realm cultivators.
The main reason was that her innate talent was already powerful!
Afterward, the two collected the spoils of war and returned to the territory of the Qingluan tribe.