The Qingyi Spiritual Palace is one of the three major immortal sects in the ancient city, with a history of over 3,000 years. It has more than 50,000 disciples under its banner, and among them, there are also over a thousand inner door disciples who have reached the spiritual realm. The palace master, Zhuo Tianfan, is an extremely powerful being who has achieved the ninth palace of the spiritual realm, and he is also the number one expert in the ancient city.

  It can be said that the disciples of Qingyi Ling Palace can walk horizontally in Guxian City, and no one dares to block their way. However, today, such a person suddenly appeared, and even killed the large eagle raised by the inner gate servant of the palace, which is absolutely provocative.

  In the ancient immortal city, anyone who dares to provoke a disciple of the Qingyi Spirit Palace is absolutely looking for death.

  The disciples of the Qingyi Spiritual Palace climbed up from the ground one after another, each with a furious gaze at Guo Yao, shouting: "What kind of reckless thing are you, daring to launch a surprise attack on my Qingyi Spiritual Palace's disciple? Are you looking for death?"

  Guo Yi's face wore a faint smile as he stepped down onto the ground, his voice cold: "I'm looking for Zhuo Mu Yun. If anyone else doesn't want to die, they'd best roll far away."

  A girl in palace attire with a cloud-like coiffure and a misty bun scolded, "You also dare to casually call out Second Master's name. You'd better keep your mouth clean, otherwise don't blame this young lady for being ruthless with her sword."

  Another woman gazed at Zhuo Mu Yun with tears in her eyes, and coldly called out to Guo Yao: "Second Brother, how could you possibly know someone like this stray dog? You'd best compensate us with one stalk of spiritual grass each, or else it's unlikely that you'll be able to leave this place today."

  "Really? Haha!" Guo Yi smiled softly and said: "Zhuo Mu Yun, we haven't seen each other for a year, shouldn't we have a good chat?"

  Zhuo Mu Yun could certainly feel the thick killing intent emanating from Guo Yi, a hatred that originated from deep within his heart. However, he had long forgotten about the tragic case of the Guo family's downfall and would never have thought that the wastrel son of the Guo family back then would possess such profound cultivation that even he couldn't see through it today.

  Zhuo Mu Yun's dignified and polite demeanor calmed down his junior sisters, who smiled and said: "Please forgive me for my ignorance, I don't know who you are?"

  Guo Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Do you still remember the tragic case of the extermination of the Guo family's Tianwang Mansion in Xingjing City a year ago?"

  "You... you are that number one rogue, Guo Yao." Zhu Mu Yun's face changed greatly, pointing at Guo Yao and continuously backing away, even speaking became somewhat unclear.

  Kuo Yeh pressed step by step, saying: "Four thousand nine hundred and three people of the Kuo family died at your Ta Ling Sect's hands. What do you plan to use to repay this debt, Cho Mo Yun?"

  Zhuo Mu Yun was frightened and fell to the ground, then took out a jade long tube from his bosom and sent out a spiritual light signal, wanting to inform the masters of Qing Yi Ling Palace to come and assist him, because he felt a power on Guo Yao's body that made him feel cold, this power was absolutely not something he could resist by himself.

  "Second Master, we don't need to be afraid of him. As long as the Ling Palace elder arrives, it will be his death sentence." A woman helped Zhuo Mu Yun up from the ground.

  Zhuo Mu Yun forced down the fear in his heart and calmly said, "That's right, he was still a prodigal son just a year ago. I don't believe that within a year's time, he could become strong enough to rival the Ling Palace elder."

  Kuo Yizhuo stood in the middle of the street, not hurrying to take action. He hadn't seen this enemy for a long time and had to take a good look at him, as it would be hard to have such an opportunity again in the future.

  "Hiss! Hiss!"

  But just a few breaths later, two old men in green clothes flew out of the ancient immortal city, with spiritual energy swirling around their feet and a floating cloud on top of their heads. They held a five-foot-long spiritual sword in their hands and landed directly on the rooftops on both sides of the street.

  One of the elders glanced at Guo Yi faintly, then turned to ask the disciples of Qingyi Ling Palace: "Mu Yun, what's going on that you sent out a distress signal?"

  Zhuo Mu Yun bowed deeply to the elder, pointing at Gu Yan: "This young man provoked my disciple for no reason, killed the eagle raised by the inner door, and brazenly declared that he would slaughter the entire Qingyi Ling Palace."

  Zhuo Mu Yun's female disciple beside him also said, "Second Brother is right, this scoundrel is really too arrogant, actually wanting to be an enemy of the entire Qing Yi Ling Palace."

  "Hmph! How dare you!" The old man let out a loud shout, his killing intent bursting forth from his body as he coldly stared at Guo Yao and said: "You actually want to annihilate my Qing Yi Ling Palace? Today, I'll be the one to annihilate you first."

  Zhuo Mu Yun nodded and smiled at the girl beside him, then looked at Gu Yang with a venomous gaze, thinking to himself: Heaven has a road you don't take, hell has no door you charge in, I'll see how you die today.

  "Brother Zhuo's ability to turn right and wrong upside down is truly making me more and more admiring." Guo Yi smiled leisurely, then said to the two green-robed elders on the roof: "Since you insist on saying that I'm here to destroy the Green Robe Spirit Palace, then today I'll just have to try if I have that ability or not."

  "You are too arrogant, I can kill you with one move." One of the green-robed elders drew out his spiritual sword and transformed it into a beam of spiritual energy, attempting to behead Guo Yao.

  Guo Yeleng coldly snorted: "Two Spirit Masters from the Seventh Palace think they can kill me? I don't know who's being arrogant, but with one move, I'll take down both of you."

  "Boom!"

  All that was heard was a thunderclap in the ancient immortal city, and a flash of lightning flashed by, and the next moment Guo Yi returned to his original place, as if he had never moved from start to finish.

  "Bang! Bang!"

  The two Taoist priests standing on the rooftop split in half, and fell directly from the rooftop onto the street, without a single drop of blood splashing out.

  Silence, stillness, the entire ancient immortal city's streets suddenly fell silent, even those who were watching the commotion stood frozen in place, motionless.

  It was unclear who shouted out first: "Two elders of the Qingyi Spirit Palace were killed in one move!"

  "Boom!"

  The entire ancient city of Xian was suddenly in an uproar, with many people rushing over to catch a glimpse of the murderer and see what he looked like - did he have three hands or five feet?

  Zhuo Mu Yun was directly frightened to the point of having a leg cramp, and then he fell softly to the ground. Even his fellow disciples were terrified at this moment, loudly screaming: "He is a murderous devil!"

  Guo Ye slowly walked over and stood in front of Zhuo Mu Yun, saying: "Get up! Keep calling for people!"

  "It's okay, we're already here."

  All that could be heard were countless rapid breaking wind sounds, quickly approaching from afar. A middle-aged man wearing a green robe led dozens of experts flying over from the horizon, surrounding Guo Yi in the center. All of these people had released their spiritual palace outside, and for a time, the entire sky was filled with spiritual light palaces, most of which were seven palaces, and more than a dozen were eight palaces. The middle-aged man even had nine palaces floating around his body.

  The masters of Qingyi Linggong have all been mobilized, which shows their degree of attention to Guo Yi, and also shows their determination to kill.

  "Even Lian Zhuotian himself has arrived, this young man is definitely dead." Someone gave such an evaluation.

  "The Qingyi Ling Palace is making a move, this is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. Even if the young man dies tonight, he will become a legend of the ancient immortal city."

  Dozens of masters in the Qingyi Spiritual Palace all emitted a strand of blue spiritual light from their bodies, shooting towards Guo Yi, wanting to use the pressure of this spiritual light to kill Guo Yi.

  Guo Yi's expression remained unchanged as he strolled leisurely in the midst of the blue spiritual light, his voice cold and mocking: "I've withstood pressures a hundred times more formidable than yours, so your little tricks are hardly worth looking at. Since you've made the first move, don't blame me for erasing Qingyi Spirit Palace from Guxian City tonight."

  Guo Yi said that as soon as he made his move, 168 ancient characters flew out, each one transforming into a palace-sized character emitting a brilliant golden light that shot towards the spiritual palaces of dozens of spiritual beings.

  "Bang! Bang!......"

  A palace after another was destroyed by the ancient character, turning into strands of spiritual smoke. In less than a minute, more than a dozen spiritual beings, including the Seventh Palace's Qingyi Elder, had their cultivation completely ruined, and they fell from the clouds, smashing into bloody pulp.

  The master of the Qingyi Spiritual Palace, Zhuo Tianfan, had dense blood vessels in his eyes and roared: "Withdraw the spiritual palace into your bodies, you all join forces to resist Guzi, I will go kill him."

  Zhuo Tianfan held a cyan-colored spiritual sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a three-meter-long spiritual light. With one sword, he stabbed towards Guo Yao.

  "The ninth palace's spirit, I've also killed before."

  Guo Ye unfolded the Bodhi triple movement, his body transformed into a flash of lightning, and he took out a Xuan Huang sword of artifact level in his hand. He activated the eighteen arrays within the sword, transforming them into eighteen great mountains that pressed down on Zhuo Tianfan.

  "Boom!"

  Zhuo Tianfan's spiritual sword in his hand suddenly broke, turning into ordinary iron, and his body was crushed by the eighteen great mountains sealed in the Xuan Huang Sword, and he actually died with only one move, leaving no bones behind.

  Guo Yi withdrew the eighteen formations, his body also slightly hurried, almost falling to the ground. The sword just now had consumed nearly half of his spiritual energy, but its power was still remarkable, and it actually destroyed all the Lingzhu in the Ninth Palace.

  "The Xuan Huang and Xuan Di swords are actually so powerful, no wonder the old beggar was tempted. However, with my current cultivation level, using them is still a bit strenuous, I can only make two moves before becoming exhausted. It seems that in the future, I should use these two magic swords less."

  Guo Ye put away the Xuan Huang sword and then took out the Zan Tian sword, transforming into a bolt of lightning that darted back and forth among the masters in the Qing Yi Ling Palace. Every time it passed by, someone would fall down, its speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

  "Boom!"

  After the last person fell, the entire street was littered with corpses. The dozens of soul cultivators who had arrived were all killed, and even the master of the Qingyi Spirit Palace was reduced to nothing but a pile of bones.

  The entire world fell silent, the ancient immortal city was as quiet as a dead city, and everyone stared at Guo Yao like they were looking at a monster, even their breathing stopped.

  The entire street could only hear the sound of Guo Yi's footsteps, his pace steady and calm, as he walked step by step to Zhu Mu Yun's front and said, "Get up, keep shouting for help, I'll see who else dares to come and assist you."

  Zhuo Mu's whole body trembled, kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, constantly kowtowing to Guo Ye, shouting: "I was wrong, I was wrong, spare my dog life!"

  Guo Yao shook his head and said: "Seeing you like this, I'm really heartbroken. I didn't expect my enemy to be so weak. I don't even have the heart to torture you."

  A golden light flashed on Guo Yi's fingertips, directly pointing at Zhuo Mu Yun's brow, and then he turned around and disappeared into the distance of the street.

  "Boom!"

  Zhuo Mu Yun's body hit the ground with a loud thud, causing all the cultivators in the ancient city of Xian to tremble with fear. It was only then that they realized that all the powerful experts of Qing Yi Ling Palace, one of the three major cultivation forces in the city, had been slaughtered. Everyone remembered the image of the cold and indifferent young man from earlier, a killing god who must not be offended.

  Guo Yue successfully found the World Gate leading to Yunzhou Small World and then waited in Gu Xian City for three days.

  "Drive!"

  Three days later, a huge white jade flying car was pulled from outside the sky curtain by a snow-white five-legged lion beast at Gu Xian Du Kou. The charioteer was a giant man about two meters tall, with robust muscles and skin like ancient bronze. He looked at Guo Yao standing in mid-air and burst out laughing: "Young master, you've grown even more handsome! Haha! Let's go!"