Li Yu suddenly smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "I’m sorry, your sister has long been betrothed to Wu Zhantian of the Wu Family in Capital City. In life she belongs to the Wu Family, and in death she is a ghost of the Wu Family. Her relics naturally belong to the Wu Family."

Li Da’s face was full of anger: "Li Yu, you’re still spiteful and want us to go to the Wu Family, don’t you?"

"Exactly. If you want the relics, go to the Wu Family. Whether they want to give them is not up to me."

Li Yu shrugged his shoulders.

Yang Tian was displeased.

This old fellow was also a cunning person.

"Heaven-shattering Divine Palm!"

Yang Tian suddenly sprang forward and struck out with a palm.

Li Yu frowned. At such a close distance, he couldn’t possibly dodge, and he hadn’t expected Yang Tian to strike at this moment.

Bang!

A dull thump echoed.

Li Yu was directly struck by Yang Tian’s palm, but his cultivation had long reached the mid-stage of the Nirvana Spirit Realm.

Yang Tian’s palm couldn’t possibly kill him.

Yet despite this, blood trickled from the corner of Li Yu’s mouth, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Four Elders, you swore to be as loyal as life to the Li Clan Leader. Today he has attacked me. Shouldn’t you kill him?"

The four Elders frowned, feeling momentarily at a loss.

"No, this palm is in return for the one you just struck me." Yang Tian said calmly: "Four seniors, you call me Young Master and should protect my life. He struck me once, I strike back once. That is quite fair!"

"Exactly, that’s the logic!"

The four Elders nodded, but to prevent Yang Tian and Li Yu from continuing to fight, they quickly said, "Master, Yang Tian is our Young Master. We will escort him away from here. Thereafter, we will continue to uphold our vow."

Their meaning was clear: you cannot make a move against Yang Tian.

Li Yu suddenly laughed loudly, wiping the blood from his lips, and remarked approvingly: "Indeed, heroes emerge in youth. Fine, today I leave things unsettled between us, but mark my words, Capital City’s Wu Family is not one you can provoke. If you want the relics, you must seek them!"

"Aren’t the relics on you!"

Yang Tian retorted coldly.

"Hmph!" Li Yu laughed coldly: "Do you think you’re the only ones who want Li Feng’s relics? Li Feng was a disciple of Chiyou from the Divine Luo Sect. Though she didn’t reach her potential, she did cultivate Chiyou Divine Technique. Moreover, she recorded some insights of the Divine Luo Sect within the relics. Wu Family wouldn’t want to acquire such relics?"

Yang Tian nodded upon hearing this.

After all, Li Feng’s status was not simple.

Though she was only at the Divine Luo Sect for a year, she did cultivate the Chiyou Divine Technique. If it hadn’t been for Wu Zhantian personally leading, Li Yu alone could not have killed Li Feng.

In the Gemelo continent, an annual martial arts tournament is held.

But fewer than a thousand people are likely selected as disciples by the Divine Luo Sect’s Celestial God annually.

In Li Feng’s generation, Wu Zhantian, Hua Tiandu, and Lin Zhenbang were all martial arts geniuses.

"Uncle Da, let’s go."

Yang Tian called upon Li Da as they headed outside.

"Since you have returned, why not stay here a while? I will have the Wu Family come here personally. They are not interested in Li Da, the wastrel, but they are very interested in Yang Tian. After all, Wu Zhantian, too, is a martial artist emerging from the Divine Luo Sect, keen to know which Celestial God Yang Tian belongs to within the Divine Luo Sect!"

Li Yu suddenly raised his voice.

Yang Tian frowned, displeased but did not erupt.

Firstly, he didn’t wish to make things difficult for the Four Elders. Secondly, he was not a match for Li Yu.

Although he had cultivated the Nuwa Divine Technique, he had only reached the second stage. His current cultivation was the early-stage Primordial Spirit Realm, and in a true confrontation, he would be absolutely not a match for Li Yu, who was mid-stage Nirvana Spirit Realm.

Yang Tian walked outside.

Li Da also silently followed out.

The four elders followed with them, escorting Yang Tian and Li Da out of Li Family Manor and finally said: "Young Master, we can only help you this far. But if you have any need in the future, we will assist you at any time!"

Yang Tian nodded: "Thank you, dear seniors. Please return."

The four elders gazed deeply at Yang Tian before departing.

"Yang Tian, my sister’s relics might not be easily obtainable. Perhaps we should return for now."

Li Da was also wary of the power of Capital City’s Wu Family.

After all, Wu Zhantian was also a martial arts genius emerging from the Divine Luo Sect.

"Returning now would make everything futile. Big Sister is held by Lin Zhenbang; how will we rescue her?" Yang Tian paused: "Let’s find a place to stay first. If Li Yu really notifies the Wu Family, believe they will arrive soon!"

"Alright."

Li Da had no choice but to nod.

The pair arrived at a motel on the outskirts of Fogang City, intending to stay for a few days.

This place was already far from the city center with few properties belonging to the Li Family nearby, allowing them to avoid the Li Family.

But they underestimated the Li Family’s influence.

They hadn’t stayed even half a day when the sound of alarms blared.

"Li Da, Yang Tian, you’re surrounded. You have three minutes to surrender immediately!"

A loudspeaker blared.

Yang Tian frowned, using his Divine Sense to perceive that police airships outside had the place tightly surrounded.

Two middle-aged men led a group of police officers standing downstairs, among whom was Li Zheng.

The other was a martial artist wearing a Daoist robe.

"These flies, everywhere they are!"

Yang Tian remarked sharply, his figure flashing as he exited the motel.

Swish swish swish!

All guns instantly aimed at Yang Tian.

"Where’s Li Da?"

Li Zheng said coldly.

"You’re looking for me."

Yang Tian raised his hand.

"You won’t escape, killing you, then disposing of Li Da!" Li Zheng paused and respectfully spoke to the middle-aged man beside him: "Chief, the one who killed your disciple is him!"

The middle-aged man gazed coldly at Yang Tian: "Did you kill my disciple?"

Yang Tian thought of Li Jie, realizing they meant this middle-aged man was Li Jie’s disciple?

No wonder Li Jie’s last words were so arrogant.

Turns out he had a backer.

Grasping his Divine Sense, Yang Tian surveyed the middle-aged man’s inner self, nodding, this middle-aged man had reached the late-stage Primordial Spirit Realm, indeed competent.

However, Yang Tian wasn’t one to be trifled with.

Below the Nirvana Spirit Realm, martial artists in Yang Tian’s eyes were nothing but corpses.

His current cultivation, although unable to contend with people like Li Yu, Hua Tiandu, Lin Zhenbang, was enough to handle martial artists of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

He stepped forward: "Indeed, Li Jie was refined by me. If you choose to leave sensibly, then leave; if not, I shall send you to hell to accompany them!"

"Such arrogance, just an early-stage Primordial Spirit Realm, daring to be so brazen?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

With a hiss, he charged toward Yang Tian, and before arriving, he launched a Divine Martial Arts: "Chiyou’s Heaven-Destroying Technique!"

"Chiyou’s Heaven-Destroying Technique?" Yang Tian frowned: "What is your relationship with Chiyou?"

"No harm in telling you, my grandfather is a disciple of Chiyou of the Divine Luo Sect!"

The middle-aged man roared and attacked fiercely...