Chapter 523: Chapter 523: Unreal
But the more he acted this way, the more people felt that Yang Tian’s name was not authentic.
Thus, Murong Longcheng disagreed, yet did not outright refuse—clearly, he tacitly approved of this strict and broad suggestion!
Yan Kuan, witnessing the situation, immediately chuckled and encouraged Zhen Yuan to slap Yang Tian. He loudly laughed and jeered, "Xie Ann, watch me kill this brat and expose your naive lies!"
"You..."
Xie Ann was genuinely startled by Yan Kuan’s actions and felt deep anger.
He merely wanted to intervene at that moment, but it was already too late, for Yan Kuan’s hand had already reached Yang Tian.
And what shocked Xie Ann—and even everyone else—was that as Yan Kuan’s attack approached, Yang Tian remained calm. His brow furrowed slightly, yet he didn’t look at Yan Kuan; his expression seemed... distracted!
Faced with such ruthless killing techniques, could Yang Tian truly be distracted?
This revelation caused Murong Longcheng to shake his head slightly, evidently convinced that Yang Tian’s behavior was far from that of a true master!
Murong Yan merely closed her eyes slightly, no longer concerned with Yang Tian’s fate.
After all, Murong Yan never believed Yang Tian could kill Xue Jiao. After all, Xue Jiao was a formidable figure feared even by the elders of the Chenjian Sect.
How could someone as young as Yang Tian possibly kill her?
Even within Shenjian Gate and Mao Dao Temple, within Hehuan Sect and Lingyun Sect—
Was Yan Kuan truly slapped flying by Yang Tian?
Watching Yan Kuan’s figure flying backward, Yang Tian, standing motionlessly on the spot, shocked even the steady and confident Murong Longcheng, leaving him momentarily dazed and rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
Murong Yan was also somewhat surprised. He directed his gaze at Yang Tian, seemingly unprepared for such a development.
After all, if Yan Kuan could represent Luosa Sect in Tianyuan City to claim a slice of the pie, his own strength was undoubtedly exceptional!
In all of Tianyuan City, if the strongest was Murong Longcheng—the master of the city, having reached the pinnacle of the Primordial Infant stage—
Then the second place unquestionably belonged to Yan Kuan, who had reached the later Primordial Infant stage, with considerable breadth and power.
Yan Kuan, as one of Rashamon Sect’s prized disciples, not only wielded great influence but was adept with various techniques.
If a confrontation truly occurred between Murong Longcheng and him, Murong Longcheng could barely claim an advantage through sheer power!
Yet just now, Yang Tian had actually sent him flying with a slap?
Could it be, as Xie Ann claimed, that Yang Tian was indeed a super-strong fighter capable of killing Xue Jiao?
Compared to the father-daughter pair of Murong Longcheng and Murong Yan, Xie Ann’s reaction was even more dramatic!
Earlier, no one believed him. But in the end, Yang Tian merely raised a hand and casually dealt with Yan Kuan.
How could such a development not excite him?
Thus, Xie Ann immediately spoke to Yang Tian, "The Yang Family ancestors must have been quite idle; it’s just that..." Just earlier, when Yan Kuan tried to sneak an attack, you didn’t seem to care. I simply wanted to remind you about it..."
"A sneak attack?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Tian’s brow furrowed slightly, indicating that the earlier move indeed involved intentional harm.
But Yang Tian had been genuinely distracted at that moment and decided to let it go without dwelling on it much.
As for Yang Tian’s distraction, it was naturally due to his contemplation of breaking free from the constraints of this earthly martial realm!
Before him now stood Murong Yan, a disciple of Chenjian Sect. For Yang Tian, if he wanted to pinpoint Chenjian Sect’s exact location, all he had to do was inquire.
Thus, only one problem remained: the suppression of power imposed by the martial cultivation limits of this world!
According to the Heavenly Sword Master, Yun Han Immortal had been deeply coveting Chen Xue’s Jianxin physique, which meant Chen Xue was currently in danger of being easily captured.
Rescuing Chen Xue was urgent, and so was restoring his own strength!
Earlier, Yang Tian had initially devised a solution, although the only flaw was the requirement for certain natural treasures!
With this thought in mind, Yang Tian paid no attention whatsoever to Yan Kuan’s recent attacks. Instead, he turned his gaze to Murong Yan and asked, "Are you a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?"
"Hm?"
When Murong Yan heard Yang Tian suddenly asking such a question, her brow furrowed in slight displeasure—even feeling a hint of disgust!
This was because Yang Tian’s tone carried an interrogative quality, entirely devoid of the respect owed to her!
Keep in mind, she was a personal apprentice of a Divine Sword Sect elder, and although her strength was average—
Her status within Chenjian Sect was quite high, ranking just beneath the core disciples.
As for ordinary disciples, they all treated her with utmost respect!
Let alone those outside the Sword Sect!
On her journey from Divine Sword Sect to Tianyuan City, hearing others marvel at her identity as a top disciple of Divine Sword Sect—who wouldn’t show reverence? Disrespect?
But now, Yang Tian not only failed to show respect but even displayed a hint of doubt. How could she not feel resentment?
Thus, she ignored Yang Tian’s question altogether, merely snorting, "Before questioning others, perhaps you should consider your own circumstances first!"
As she spoke, Murong Yan’s gaze shifted past Yang Tian, landing on the entrance to the hall.
The sound of a roar was heard from outside the hall, and a towering figure charged in, exuding a fierce and intimidating aura. It was none other than Yan Kuan, who had been slapped away by Yang Tian earlier!
"You little bastard! I’ll kill you!"
When Yan Kuan stormed into the hall, his bloodshot eyes immediately locked onto Yang Tian, brimming with hatred and venom.
As one of the Rashamon Sect’s dispatched disciples to Tianyuan City, Yan Kuan always carried himself with great arrogance. Even Murong Longcheng complied merely because of Rashamon’s presence.
Other individuals, minor sects, were always beneath his notice.
Yet now, here in the Murong Family estate, in front of everyone, Yang Tian had treated him like a mere fly, swatting him away with a single slap and sending him flying—how could he possibly endure such humiliation?
Thus, overwhelmed by rage, Yan Kuan let out another furious roar, his hand suddenly forming a claw as a dense and murderous blood mist began to coalesce.
"Blood Coagulation Claw!"
When Murong Longcheng saw this, his expression changed instantly!
As the master of Tianyuan City, he understood all too well that Yan Kuan, as one of Rashamon Sect’s prized disciples, was employing an ultimate technique passed down directly from Rashamon Sect—Blood Coagulation Claw.
Snap!
A piercing sound accompanied Yan Kuan’s movements, and the ground beneath his feet cracked immediately, seemingly shaken by the sheer force of his power. It was astonishing!
But the most striking detail was Yan Kuan’s hands!
If earlier, they were merely tainted by blood, they now transformed entirely into blood—encasing his hands and extending onto his forearms like a pair of fierce armguards!
On the other side, Murong Yan was visibly shocked as well, exclaiming, "True Blood Armor! I hadn’t expected Yan Kuan’s mastery of Blood Coagulation technique to reach such heights!"
"Yan’er, what’s so special about True Blood Armor?" Murong Longcheng asked, noticing his daughter’s astonishment.
"Special? Father, it’s incredibly special!"
Murong Yan quickly explained, "My master once said that Rashamon was one of the Four Great Sects. However, over the last 400 years, it gradually declined and was surpassed by our Divine Sword Sect. Back then, Rashamon’s ability to stand among the Four Sects was entirely thanks to True Blood Armor."
"It’s said that True Blood Armor is the ultimate manifestation of mastering Blood Coagulation Claw, and its power is immense!" Once struck by it, the light consequence is shattered meridians, and the severe result is being reduced to a pool of blood! No escape at all. That young man Yang will undeniably perish!"
With these words, Murong Yan drew the sword from her waist, preparing to step forward.
Yet at that very moment, both Yan Kuan and Yang Tian remained at a distance. Before Yang Tian could take action, Yan Kuan aimed his Blood Coagulation Claw directly at him!
"It’s over!"
Seeing Yan Kuan’s move, Murong Yan’s face drastically changed.
Even Murong Xuecheng jumped up in alarm, unable to stay seated.