Yang Chen was already feeling a surge of anger.

He could clearly see the abnormality of those ghostly claws and knew that Xiang Xingyu wanted to kill him.

After all, the Xiang family of Xuan Mountain is one of the nine great families, and Yang Chen did not want to push them to absolute destruction.

That's why he wanted to give the Xiang family one last chance.

"I'll ask one last time, will you hand it over or not!"

Xiang Xingyu sneered and stared at Yang Chen, saying, "Yang Chen, aren't you being too arrogant? Do you really think our Xiang family only has this much skill?"

"If not, then what?" Yang Chen replied with a faint smile.

The Xiang family is truly beyond saving, digging their own grave!

Xiang Jixian snorted coldly, exerted his strength, and the clothes on his upper body burst apart, revealing his well-built muscles, sharply contrasting with his aged face!

As he felt the strong aura emanating from Xiang Jixian, Yang Chen couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

This was probably the strongest aura he had encountered since arriving in Ancheng.

Xiang Jixian stared at Yang Chen and said, "A mere Martial Arts Realm dares to be so brazen. If it weren't for that Divine Weapon in your hand, would you dare cause trouble in our Xiang family!"

"A Divine Weapon, huh?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, sheathed the sword, and handed it to Meng Po.

Meng Po stepped forward respectfully to take the sword and then placed it aside, as she could feel a searing heat through the scabbard. Although it didn't harm her, it made her extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing Yang Chen put away his weapon, Xiang Jixian laughed wildly and said disdainfully, "If you had this weapon, you might have been able to fight me, but now that you've discarded it, you're nothing more than an ant to me!"

As he spoke, Xiang Jixian grabbed at Yang Chen with his palm.

As Xiang Jixian swung his massive hand, the muscles on his arm bulged, rivaling those of a bodybuilding champion!

At the same time, a powerful gust of wind surged, the Qi forming a giant hand, and slammed down hard toward Yang Chen.

The Thirty-Six Yasha quickly dodged and watched this scene in delight.

Because they knew, their Elder Xiang Jixian was already at the Grandmaster Realm; as long as he made a move, Yang Chen would be defeated without a doubt!

Moreover, in their eyes, Yang Chen only had the advantage because of the Divine Weapon; losing the weapon and fighting Elder Xiang Jixian was nothing short of courting death!

As the giant Qi hand was about to slam Yang Chen to the ground.

Suddenly.

Yang Chen's figure swiftly retreated, dodging away.

The giant hand slammed into the ground with a bang, causing a tremor.

Most terrifying of all, the ground was left with a handprint two fingers deep! The strength was evident!

If this slap hit a person, they would undoubtedly be pulverized!

Seeing this, Yang Chen was secretly astonished and murmured, "Is this the power of a Grandmaster?"

During his time in Ancheng, although he understood the divisions of Martial Arts Realm, he had never encountered a true Grandmaster-level expert.

Now that he saw one, it was indeed extraordinary.

"Dodge?" Xiang Jixian sneered, "Do you think you can escape? Beneath the Grandmaster, all are ants. The distinction of a Grandmaster is like clouds and mud; all methods are known. Do you think you can outrun me?"

As he spoke, Xiang Jixian's figure flashed, and he appeared behind Yang Chen.

He turned his palm into a fist, the Qi condensed, just like a giant hammer, and he smashed it toward Yang Chen.

Boom!

Smoke and dust filled the air!

The ground shook.

Mountains and stones crumbled.

Everyone watched the smoke-filled scene nervously.

Meng Po even drew the dagger strapped to her firm thigh, ready to act at any moment.

The dust cleared, revealing no one there.

Everyone was surprised, looking around for him.

Xiang Jixian also frowned; he hadn't seen Yang Chen leave just now.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded from behind Xiang Jixian.

"Grandmaster, is that all there is?"

Xiang Jixian's face changed drastically, and he turned around abruptly.

Yang Chen stood there, unscathed, behind him!

Xiang Jixian hurriedly reached out to grab Yang Chen, his Qi turning into ghostly claws, accompanied by a fierce wind, as if to tear Yang Chen apart.

However.

Yang Chen took a step forward and raised his foot.

Snap!

Yang Chen's hand grabbed Xiang Jixian's wrist, preventing him from moving an inch further.

The Xiang family members couldn't help but exclaim.

"How is this possible!"

Xiang Jixian is a Grandmaster!

The word 'Grandmaster' signifies the highest level of martial power!

What's happening now?

Xiang Jixian's attack was easily blocked by Yang Chen with a casual gesture?

This was nearly impossible!

The scene before them was a strong visual shock.

The external perception was not as intense as for those involved.

Xiang Jixian's expression twisted, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, as he looked at Yang Chen in fear.

Because he could clearly feel the immense power from Yang Chen's hand! No matter how much force he exerted, he couldn't move it at all.

What...what kind of immense strength is this?

Xiang Jixian felt a deep sense of dread.

Even when facing the family leader, he had never felt this way before.

A profound sense of powerlessness.

Like a child comparing to an adult.

"You...who are you really..." Xiang Jixian's eyes were filled with fear.

Because Yang Chen's power had surpassed his understanding!

Yang Chen displayed a slight cold smile at the corner of his mouth, "You're not worthy to know!"

Immediately, Xiang Jixian felt as if his jaw was smashed by a punch, his mind going blank, and he fainted.

Seeing Xiang Jixian fall to the ground, the Xiang family members panicked.

Xiang Jixian is a Grandmaster, their spiritual pillar; with him down, how could they have any desire to resist?

Just like capturing the king to capture bandits, the Xiang family was already defeated!

Yang Chen looked at Xiang Xingyu and took a step forward.

The Xiang family members jumped in fright, quickly retreating two steps, looking at Yang Chen in terror.

Yang Chen said indifferently, "Now, what do you plan to do?"

Xiang Xingyu's face went pale; he hadn't expected Yang Chen to be a Grandmaster hiding his true strength.

This was likely the youngest Grandmaster in history!

If he had known Yang Chen had this kind of power, he wouldn't have dared to oppose Yang Chen even if he were beaten to death.

Immediately, Xiang Xingyu said, "I, I surrender! I surrender!"

Yang Chen's mouth curved into a slight smile.

Seeing the smile on Yang Chen's face, Xiang Xingyu relaxed completely.

However, Yang Chen said, "I've already given you a chance; since you didn't cherish it, there won't be a third time!"

Hearing this, Xiang Xingyu felt like his heart was being clenched.

A chance?

He never thought that was a chance before; instead, he thought it was Yang Chen's provocation.

Now...he desperately wished Yang Chen would repeat that first sentence again!

Yang Chen gestured to Meng Po and said in a deep voice, "Bring the people up!"

"Yes!" Meng Po immediately called for the people to come up.

Yang Chen glanced at the other Xiang family members and said coldly, "If you dare resist, I won't hesitate to annihilate your Xiang family and blow up the entire mountain; no one will know."

Everyone shivered upon hearing this, feeling that the smile on Yang Chen's face was like that of a demon.

They did not know that when Yang Chen gained the reputation of the Asura Hall internationally, this kind of situation was just commonplace.