Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 468: Panic

Yang Tian?

When Elder Shao heard this name, he was first stunned, then began sweating profusely, as if caught in a rainstorm. As for the other two elders, they were similarly dumbstruck for a moment.

Who is Yang Tian?

Needless to say, Yang Tian holds the grand title of a Ying Long Major General, a rank far surpassing their own.

Power!

They had just received the news that Yang Tian had defeated Chenn Yuanba atop Yanjing’s Dragon Mountain.

It was the myth of the Three Sages ascending to the Martial Arts Capital, undefeated in every battle.

At this thought, Elder Shao couldn’t help but curse himself for his foolishness.

In fact, as early as when Yang Tian left Yanjing, they, as loyal God-level guardians of this place, had already caught wind of his impending arrival.

And just as the rumors described, Yang Tian bore the appearance of an 18-year-old youth, dressed in black, with jet-black hair.

However, for some time, they failed to connect the dots. Now, upon hearing Yang Tian himself confirm his identity, they were filled with both embarrassment and fear.

Who hasn’t heard of the infamous God of Killing, Yang Tian, even if they’ve never met him in person?

How could they even begin to challenge someone of his stature, both in rank and strength, backed by irrefutable evidence of being the God of Killing?

At this moment, the group surrounding Guo Lu, including Elder Shao, bowed slightly in astonishment, their attitudes transformed. With shame, Elder Shao addressed Yang Tian: "So it turns out..." He stammered, "So it turns out General Yang is right before me. My old, unworthy eyes have failed me. I humbly beg Admiral Yang to forgive my transgressions!"

"Please forgive me, Admiral Yang!" The other two reverent elders also bowed simultaneously.

Admiral?

Seeing Elder Shao’s deferential posture toward Yang Tian, a man he had never met, addressing him as General Yang, Guo Ru was utterly dumbfounded.

"This... what’s going on?" Guo Ru couldn’t help but ask.

Elder Shao, upon hearing this, immediately explained, "This man is a living legend, none other than the great Admiral Ying Long of China. This time, with permission from the higher-ups, he has come here to study the Qi Xian Formation."

A living legend of our era?

Admiral Ying Long?

Hearing Elder Shao’s words, Guo Ru felt her mind unable to process any of it.

When did Yang Tian become so powerful that even the God-like and imposing Elder Shao would treat him with such absolute reverence?

But at this moment, Chenn Xing let out a derisive laugh and said, "With whose consent? Why have I never heard of this ’great General’? You people dare to bully me at will? Hah! Bullying me, Chenn Xing???"

Hearing this, Elder Shao’s brows furrowed slightly, but he still said, "Young Chenn, stop making a scene. Admiral Yang is here with official approval from the higher-ups."

"Official proof? Who knows if it’s real or not? Anyway, if I, Chenn Xing, don’t make my stance clear today, I’m afraid the Chenn Family behind me will never agree!" Chenn Xing sneered coldly.

As Chenn Xing mentioned the Shen Family backing him, everyone else immediately displayed various levels of apprehension.

For Chenn Xing was a member of Yanjing’s Shen Family—in other words, a family tied to the War God himself.

Yang Tian, upon hearing this, asked nonchalantly, "You’re with the Shen Family?"

"What? Are you afraid now?"

Hearing Yang Tian’s question, Chenn Xing immediately sneered and continued, "I’ll tell you the truth. My cousin is the national giant Chenn Bangguo; my cousin Chenn Li; and my elder brother, Shen Wenhua, is the leader of Yanjing!"

With that, Chenn Xing’s face was full of pride, his gaze triumphant, his demeanor radiating the attitude of someone from a military powerhouse, untouchable by anyone.

Seeing Chenn Xing behave this way, Guo Ru, although disgusted, couldn’t help but show a worried expression.

A great family indeed!

This was a name that Elder Guo had mentioned in her childhood—Chenn Bangguo, the War God, was a prominent figure in China.

This also explained why the Shen Family’s son, Chenn Xing, enjoyed certain privileges in Mount Heng’s core grounds. Even a formidable figure like Elder Shao would extend some courtesy to the Shen Family.

But at that exact moment, Yang Tian continued in an indifferent tone, "Did Chenn Bangguo not tell you about Chenn Yuanba’s ascension to the Immortal Realm?"

"A free immortal? Are you saying that my cousin and grandfather have been elevated to the rank of the Three Sages? Hahaha!" Chenn Xing burst into laughter upon hearing this.

As a legendary figure himself, he certainly understood the meaning of the Three Sages.

It signified the pinnacle of heroism!

With Chenn Yuanba’s elevation to the rank of the Three Sages, the Shen Family’s standing in China would soar, and so would Chenn Xing’s own position!

As for the other members of the Dragon Clan, upon hearing this news, they collectively sucked in a cold breath.

The Three Sages!

"Is this true, Elder Shao? Hahaha, my cousin and grandfather elevated to the Three Sages?" Chenn Xing, basking in the envious gazes of others, once again turned to Elder Shao with smug arrogance.

Seeing this, Elder Shao furrowed his brows deeply but still replied, "It’s true. Young Master Chenn achieved a breakthrough during his battle with General Yang atop the peak of Dragon Mountain."

A clash of the century? With a mere junior?

Upon hearing this, Chenn Xing immediately turned to face Yang Tian.

Now that Yang Tian’s identity was confirmed, along with official authorization, Elder Shao and the others naturally dared not dismiss him.

Thus, like a storm sweeping over, Yang Tian’s reputation quickly spread across the entirety of Beiyue’s Mount Heng, marking the beginning of his study into the mysterious Qi Xian Formation in the mountain’s depths.

This time, Yang Tian was not merely a researcher.

Within a day, before the Qi Xian Formation, Yang Tian once again conducted offerings through the Sky Alchemy technique, throwing countless natural materials and treasures from within his Qiankun Bag into magical flames.

After days of refining, as the magical fire in the Sky Alchemy ritual gradually dimmed, four glowing small swords floated mystically from Yang Tian’s hand, carving a luminous path into the air.

Yang Tian was elated.

He understood that while these swords were just a fraction of his own mastery, they possessed a remarkable 80% of the power of the legendary West Immortal Sword Battle, established during ancient times in China.

The only thing lacking was a formation strategy.

If he placed the Lingtian Pagoda array at the center of these four swords, the ultimate power of the pseudo-swordsmanship formation in Yang Tian’s mind would undoubtedly surpass even the famed swordsmanship techniques of the past.

After all, under the influence of Devil Nihilism Alchemy, though these four swords could not match the Heaven Splitting Sword, they were already among the finest magic weapons, practically at an equal level!

Yang Tian now approached the impending Heavenly Thunder tribulation with significantly greater confidence, armed with this newfound pseudo-sword array.

Most importantly, the pseudo-cynical sword formation was extremely sensitive to killing intent. While Yang Tian was unsure if the array could deflect or endure it, evading disaster seemed entirely feasible.

"It’s time to leave!"

After toying with the four swords for a while, Yang Tian placed them gently back in their sheath and exited the secluded chamber where preparations had been made.

Waiting just outside the door, Elder Shao immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing Yang Tian emerge: "I greet General Yang!"

"Elder Shao, you and your peers are far too polite!"

Yang Tian, now in better spirits, responded in a much gentler tone than before. "The younger generations have learned all there is in this battlefield. It is time for me to depart now."

With that, Yang Tian smiled and walked out of the grounds, leaving Elder Shao and the others bowing once more, saying, "Congratulations, Commander Yang!"

...

After leaving the battlefield, those who had witnessed Yang Tian’s unmatched skills began whispering his name amongst themselves. Even the Dragon Clan members stationed nearby treated Yang Tian with unreserved respect as he departed.

However, just as Yang Tian arrived halfway down the mountainside, he suddenly stopped and said with a smile, "Miss Guo is here to see me off—why not reveal yourself?"

As soon as these words left his mouth, the willow tree behind him swayed gently. Dressed in white, Guo Ru appeared, drifting down like a feather, her gaze complicated as she walked toward Yang Tian.

"Uncle... uncle, I—"

In truth, Guo Ru herself didn’t know why she had sneaked over here. It felt as though she had countless things she wanted to say to Yang Tian.

But as soon as she spoke, her words trailed off, muttering something about her Uncle Guo Wenyu instead.

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