Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

It turned out that the one moving towards the door was none other than Wang Yinglong, the former Second Family Head of the Wang Family. However, his cultivation was now gone.

Wang Yinglong knew he was guilty of a great crime. Although he still had his life for now, if he stayed here, it might not be for long. Even if Wang Yingqi could spare some brotherly affection, what about the other Wang Family members?

Don't be fooled by the fact that no one died in the Wang Family today. The level of danger throughout the battles was unparalleled, and several times they were close to annihilation.

If Yun Xiao hadn't arrived today, the Wang Family would have been destroyed at least twice. Naturally, this debt was to be attributed to Wang Yinglong.

Whoosh...

Just as Wang Yinglong was about to step out of the hall, a light breeze swept by, and his body flew backwards like a scarecrow, finally landing on the solid ground inside the hall.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned. Then, out of the corner of their eyes, they saw the rough-clad youth retracting his arm. They immediately knew it was that young man who had brought Wang Yinglong back.

"Lord Yun Xiao, your great assistance today is something our Wang Family cannot thank enough. From now on, should you have any orders, we will follow without question!"

Seeing that the matter had settled, Wang Family Patriarch Wang Yingqi stepped forward several steps, bowing deeply to Yun Xiao with utmost sincerity in his words.

"Father, with your meager skills, how could Brother Yun Xiao possibly need your help?"

As soon as Wang Yingqi finished his words, a chuckle came from behind him. It turned out that with the crisis averted, Wang Zilang was in a good mood and made a light-hearted joke.

"You brat... aren't you coming over to pay your respects?"

Hearing his youngest son's joke, Wang Yingqi was both amused and annoyed, scolding with a smile and motioning for Wang Zilang to come over.

Of course, Wang Yingqi wasn't really angry. In fact, he was overjoyed that his youngest son had befriended such an important figure.

In the past, Wang Zilang was afflicted with Innate Pulse Cutting, a condition that baffled many High Rank Meridian Refining Masters. Upon his return to the family, not only was the condition gone, but he'd also brought back such a remarkably talented individual.

Wang Yingqi had no further comment on Wang Zilang's casual address of Yun Xiao, believing it could strengthen ties between the families. In future times of crisis for the Wang Family, this young man might lend a helping hand more readily.

"Enough!"

Seeing Wang Zilang about to come forward to pay his respects per his father's words, Yun Xiao waved his hand, letting out a breath of energy to halt him. He then tossed a jade bottle in his hand.

"Zilang, consider your life-saving favor repaid by curing your Innate Pulse Cutting. Today, for helping your Wang Family out of trouble, I will accept this Heavenly Void Soul Liquid as compensation, how about that?"

Yun Xiao didn't like owing favors and clearly stated the reason for his earlier intervention. Hearing the underlying message in his words, Wang Zilang felt a bit melancholic.

"Brother Yun Xiao, are you leaving?"

Thinking of something, Wang Zilang asked outright. Though he hadn't known Yun Xiao for long, he preferred his company over that of the cold Wang Family members he'd grown up with.

"Yes, I have more important matters to attend to!"

Yun Xiao didn't hide the truth, but he didn't reveal his destination either. After speaking, his gaze turned to the body of Yu Guang from the Emperor Palace.

"Your Wang Family should leave Yulong City soon. If the Emperor Palace learns this guy died here, trouble will be endless!"

Though Yun Xiao was displeased with Wang Yinglong, he gave this warning for Wang Zilang's sake. His words made the Wang Family Elders shiver.

"That's right!"

Prompted by Yun Xiao, Wang Family Patriarch Wang Yingqi was the first to react. He had heard many tales of how the Emperor Palace was both powerful and fiercely protective.

Even if he hadn't witnessed it himself, he knew their reputation well. If someone bullied even a low-rank guard of the Emperor Palace outside, they would first seek justice before assessing fault.

Not to mention that Yu Guang died outright in the Wang Family. If word got out, the Wang Family would find no place in the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud.

"Take care, everyone!"

Having done his part, Yun Xiao softly said, then directly turned and, in a moment, vanished from the Wang Family Hall, leaving everyone somewhat downhearted.

Especially Wang Zilang, who stared blankly at the rough-clad figure disappearing through the hall door, lost in thought until a voice from one of the Elders brought him back to reality.

"Clan Leader, how should we deal with this scoundrel Wang Yinglong?"

The speaking Wang Family Elder was always loyal to Family Head Wang Yingqi. His voice now carried a tinge of resentment, suggesting that if possible, he might have already split Wang Yinglong in two with a single stroke.

"First lock... huh?"

Just as Wang Yingqi was considering his brotherly bond and thinking about saying to lock him up first, his expression suddenly turned sharp, and then filled with disbelief as he quickly walked to the side of Wang Yinglong who had fallen to the ground.

Earlier, Wang Yinglong had wanted to escape the hall amidst the chaos, but was quickly discovered and then thrown back into the hall by a breath from Yun Xiao.

At this moment, when Wang Yingqi rushed to Wang Yinglong's side, he found his brother's eyes wide open and no longer breathing, clearly indicating death.

"Tsk tsk, our Lord Yun Xiao really leaves no loose ends when he acts!"

Feeling Wang Yinglong's dissipated aura, a trace of sadness flashed in Wang Yingqi's eyes, and then he sighed out loud, with little resentment though.

Although the two shared a brotherly bond, Wang Yinglong's actions today were truly treacherous. After wanting to seize power, he even colluded with external enemies like the Lu Family, leading to his inevitable demise.

Wang Yingqi was at a loss about how to handle this matter, and Yun Xiao directly killing Wang Yinglong saved him from much internal conflict, bringing relief to the hearts of many Wang Family Elders.

"The main culprit is dead, but the remaining crimes cannot be forgiven. You all must also pay the deserved price for your actions!"

Wang Yingqi took a deep breath and then shifted his gaze to several Wang Family Elders. As his gaze fell upon them, these elders instinctively lowered their heads.

These were naturally the Wang Family Elders who had rebelled alongside Wang Yinglong earlier. What originally seemed like a sure-win plan was utterly destroyed by an unknown youth, and now they must face familial judgment and severe punishment.

......

Regarding how the Wang Family would deal with those rebellious elders, Yun Xiao, having exited the hall, was not the least bit concerned, nor did he worry about his identity being exposed.

After all, in this life, Yun Xiao returned to the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud with no trace of the former Long Xiao Battle God, and even the name Yun Xiao is extremely unfamiliar to the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud.

Perhaps the battle on Tenglong Continent made Emperor Canglong and Xue Qi remember the name Yun Xiao, but those with such high status and many affairs wouldn't truly care about a small figure from Tenglong Continent.

The name Yun Xiao is certainly uncommon, but given the large scale of Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, there could be a thousand if not eight hundred Yun Xiaos, so who would know if this Yun Xiao is that Yun Xiao?

As for the soul of Long Xiao Battle God, only the already obliterated Divine Soul of Yu Guang knew, and this secret naturally wouldn't be revealed.

"But now..."

As Yun Xiao left the Wang Family, his gaze suddenly turned towards the center of Yulong City, with a hint of unusual light flickering in his eyes, and he muttered softly.

About thirty minutes later, a roughly-clothed figure carrying a wooden sword appeared rapidly at the center square of Yulong City—Yun Xiao.

In this square of Yulong City stood two majestic statues, one male and one female, representing the supreme sovereign of Nine-layered Dragon Cloud's human clan: Emperor Canglong and the Empress!

"The revenge in this life shall begin from the statues in Yulong City!"

Staring at the male and female statues for a while, a peculiar smile suddenly appeared on Yun Xiao's face, and as he spoke softly, an aura silently erupted from his palm.

Crash!

People came and went around the central square of Yulong City, and when a certain moment arrived, they suddenly heard a somewhat strange sound. As they turned their gaze to the source of the sound, they were astonished, almost dropping their chins to the ground.

Because the statues of Emperor Canglong and the Empress, which stood in Yulong City for decades and were sincerely worshiped by countless cultivators, inexplicably shattered, transforming into a pile of rubble amidst a burst of dust.

"The statue of Emperor Canglong and the Empress... is shattered?!"

One elderly man, with his hair and beard entirely gray, suddenly collapsed to the ground as if all strength had drained from him, and his faith seemed shattered, leaving him unsure of what action to take.

Over the years, through deliberate portrayal by Emperor Canglong Palace, Emperor Canglong and the Empress became the supreme sovereign of the human clan, the object of worship for all cultivators.

These bottom city cultivators naturally couldn't witness the legendary supreme figures, and so the statues standing in major cities became their spiritual belief.

Now that this belief is shattered, a sort of destiny from the abyss seems to instill a hint of terror deep in their hearts, feeling as though the sky of Nine-layered Dragon Cloud is about to change.

"Who is it? Who on earth is it?"

Meanwhile, some hot-tempered cultivators expressed their anger, scanning their surroundings but unable to find the rebellious person who destroyed the Empress Statue.

Among the crowd, a lean, roughly-clothed figure disappeared quietly, like the wind, leaving no trace.