Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"What's going on? Why did my cultivation suddenly drop by thirty percent?"

A junior of the Yan Family who was cultivating on Flame Mountain suddenly cried out.

Immediately after, he discovered that the Cultivation Rooms on Flame Mountain had erupted into an uproar. The environment, which should have been silent for cultivation, was now incredibly noisy.

And everyone was talking about the same thing.

"My cultivation is dropping."

"Mine is too, and it's still falling."

"What in the world is happening? It feels like the Spirit Seed I previously absorbed has suddenly vanished. Elder, Elder Xuyang, do you know what's going on?"

"What? Elder, your cultivation has dropped too? What's going on? Could someone have poisoned us?"

As a growing number of people, including several Elders, found their cultivation continuously draining away, they all began to pour out of their rooms.

This time, even the Void Immortal Realm Supreme Elders, who had remained hidden on Flame Mountain and never shown themselves, could no longer sit still.

However, when one of them stepped out, he was stunned to find his own cultivation dropping, and he immediately retreated.

But to his surprise, even retreating didn't stop the decline.

At that moment, the other Void Immortal Realm Supreme Elders also began to experience a drop in their cultivation.

"Chixin Supreme Elder, what is going on?"

The Supreme Elder with the deepest cultivation, who was the last to feel his power wane, questioned the one who had stepped outside. His face showed a hint of displeasure; he clearly believed the man's excursion was the cause of their declining cultivation.

"Well, Yangtian Ancestor, I... I don't know either."

Yan Chixin looked aggrieved.

"Yangtian Ancestor, could it be that someone is using poison?"

A Supreme Elder named Yan Jiuping speculated.

"If it is poison, then it's no ordinary poison. However, if they had to resort to poison, their strength probably isn't that great. Let's go out together. Even if our cultivation has dropped significantly, our Yan Family is not a force that can be trifled with. And no matter what, the secrets of Flame Mountain must remain with the Yan Family!"

Yan Yangtian said with considerable authority.

The other thirteen Supreme Elders all agreed.

Flame Mountain was the foundation of the Yan Family. These poisoners were likely after it, so they could not retreat.

Besides, they all felt that Yangtian Ancestor was absolutely right.

If their enemy truly had enough strength, why would they need to resort to poison?

And so, full of aggressive momentum, the fourteen Supreme Elders of the Yan Family who guarded Flame Mountain appeared before Yang Xiao. He wasn't hiding at all, simply standing in the void.

"Who are you?"

Seeing how young Yang Xiao was and how weak his cultivation seemed, Yan Yangtian was somewhat puzzled.

Yan Jiuping, the one who had first suggested poison, spoke up. "Ancestor, this man appears to be a Martial Artist."

"A Martial Artist?"

Yan Yangtian was a little confused.

But he immediately understood.

"Oh, so a Martial Cultivator."

Unlike others who would see a Martial Artist and say with disgust, "So it's just a lowly Martial Artist."

Because he had lived long enough.

In Yan Yangtian's era, Martial Artists had been the mainstream, while Immortal Cultivators like them were the ones looked down upon. It was just that the Martial Artists of that time had never targeted Immortal Cultivators.

Therefore, even though the tables had completely turned, Yan Yangtian was quite serene and didn't have the same instinct as modern Immortal Cultivators to immediately attack and kill any Martial Cultivator on sight.

"Hmph, you lowly Martial Artist! It's obvious you're behind this, aren't you? Hand over the antidote at once, or don't blame us for being merciless!"

While Yan Yangtian didn't look down on Martial Artists, the other Supreme Elders of the Yan Family were different.

Yan Chixin, for example, had immediately roared in anger.

He was the youngest of the Yan Family's Supreme Elders and the one most deeply influenced by the Slaying Martial Order.

Naturally, his opinion of Martial Artists was one of utter disdain.

"Antidote? You think I'm poisoning you?"

Yang Xiao laughed.

"What? You're still not going to admit it? Looks like you won't give up until you're staring death in the face."

Yan Chixin was furious.

In his eyes, a lowly Martial Artist had dared to come to the Yan Family's Forbidden Land to poison them. And if poisoning them wasn't bad enough, he was now feigning innocence.

It was simply inexcusable.

"As a Martial Artist, you should know your place. It would be one thing if you hid in your holes like rats, never seeing the light of day. But to actually dare to show your face in public—and right in front of me, Yan Chixin, no less—is simply suicidal! Now, perish!"

With a cold snort, Yan Chixin shot a palm strike directly at Yang Xiao.

Instantly, torrential flames blazed forth, forming a terrifying, giant hand of fire that lunged toward Yang Xiao.

"Chixin, what are you doing?"

Seeing the man use such a heavy-handed attack right away, Yan Yangtian couldn't help but feel displeased.

With a wave of his hand, he completely dispersed the terrifying, giant hand of fire.

Yan Chixin was stunned. He couldn't help but ask, "Yangtian Ancestor, you...?"

"Idiot. The Ancestor means that if you kill him before we get the antidote, what are we supposed to do about the poison in our bodies?"

Seeing the man's confused expression, Yan Jiuping couldn't help but speak up.

"Jiuping is the one who understands me."

Yan Yangtian smiled faintly, looked at Yang Xiao, and said, "See that? With your cultivation at the True Tier—no, the True Intent Stage—you have no power to fight back against us. You'd best obediently tell us your origins and identity. Otherwise, if they attack again, I won't be helping you."

"You helped me?"

Yang Xiao's smile grew wider.

"Don't be ungrateful. And do you know who he is? That is Yangtian Ancestor, one of our Yan Family's most ancient ancestors! Showing him such disrespect... are you trying to get yourself killed?"

'These guys,' Yang Xiao thought. 'They're all about to die, yet they're still trying to act all high and mighty in front of me.'

Yang Xiao was truly speechless.

He didn't want to waste any more words on them.

He simply extended his hand.

"Fire Control!"

His Talent Skill activated.

Instantly, the auras inside the bodies of these Void Immortal Realm Supreme Elders spun out of control, rampaging wildly within them.

In just a few moments,

one of them could no longer bear it. It was Yan Chixin. As the youngest, weakest, and most mentally unstable, he instantly lost control of the power within his body.

He was burned to ashes by the very flames he had cultivated.

Immediately after,

a second one followed.

Then a third.

In the end, even Yan Jiuping died.

Only Yan Yangtian remained, struggling to hold on.

But it was clear he wouldn't last much longer.

His expression as he looked at Yang Xiao no longer held a trace of contempt, only boundless terror.

'Just what is this young man's background? He can even control the power I've spent nearly ten thousand years cultivating.'

Unfortunately for him,

as his strength dwindled, it became easier and easier for Yang Xiao to control him.

Until the moment of his death,

the man never got to ask the one thing he most wanted to know.

BOOM.

He turned to ash.

"Finally, some peace and quiet. Time to check out the Forbidden Land."

Yang Xiao's figure flickered,

and he entered Flame Mountain.

For an ordinary person, the harsh environment here would be difficult to adapt to. But for him, it was like a fish in water—a piece of cake.

With his Spiritual Power having reached the Middle Stage of High-level Void Observation, Yang Xiao's Fire Control Ability had become increasingly formidable. Just now, he had even controlled the Fire Element Aura inside a Peak of Void Immortal Powerhouse. A skill like that was truly terrifying.

Why would he care about these mere flames?

Not long after Yang Xiao entered Flame Mountain, two large rifts tore open in the void. Yuan San, Yuan Haotian, and their group had arrived in pursuit!