He took a deep breath, and the wind around him surged wildly. The atmosphere changed as if emitting a formless dao. This dao was imperious and unyielding in its desire for self-control, self-choice, and decisive actions. This dao seemed to resonate with the world essence and changed its quality.

He remembered Han Genji, how confident he was as he stared at individuals as if they were chickens ready to be reaped at his leisure, and how decisive he was. If you offend me, I'll grant you suffering that was worse than death! If you plot against me, I'll make it my life mission to end you!!

He lost his lover and dedicated his life to eradicating all those who were responsible. If you ally with those responsible? He'll eliminate you too. As long as I breathe, you will not have a good night sleep.

As he walked, his aura attracted attention from those nearby.

"Who's that? He seems like trouble."

"He's only at the peak-Essence Formation Realm, but he seems like he's ready to go against the world."

"Those eyes...I'm scared, mommy!"

Many individuals who were waiting for entry into the city couldn't help but be surprised. Their voices filling the air as he walked pa.s.sed them. One of the Essence Formation cultivators on the lookout for Yan Zaizen saw him approaching the gate, his eyes widened with surprise. He immediately pulled out a short-range transmission stone, sending out a message to all those who had similar stones, and it said: "He's at the western gate!"

Almost immediately, surging auras of all types of strength appeared and shot viciously towards the gate. However, Yan Zaizen didn't even flinch at the surge. His eyes narrowed, and his qi-cultivation base rotated. He made a shout backed by its power, "If you do not want to die. Stand! Down!" His words were filled with killing intent and authority.

However, when the auras approaching heard these words, none of them stopped. Instead, they rushed even quicker. Their eyes filled with anger and rage. Who was he to determine if they needed to stand down? Who was he to say they would die?! Fool!!!

Yan Zaizen did not give another warning.

An essence formation cultivator at the late-stage dashed forward with an earth-rank sword at hand, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with avarice and anger. He was the one who sent the warning message, and if he could kill or severely injure Yan Zaizen, he would receive a merit that would help him push towards the Qi Unification Realm. He had to seize this chance.

Yan Zaizen didn't even put this imbecile in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a telekinetic pulse surged out flas.h.i.+ng with silver-blue light. Its speed was so quick that perhaps even an Origin Core Cultivator wouldn't be able to see it properly. When it hit him, his body exploded into a splash of gore as if he was. .h.i.t by a high-speed contact-grenade. Before he did, his soul flame and form was wiped out thoroughly.

It didn't stop there, six more Essence Formation cultivators of varying levels got into a formation to amplify their powers, the one in the lead launched an incredibly powerful manifestation of fire in the shape of a sword. As it approached it heated up the surroundings. This strike could even threaten Qi Unification Cultivators, but to Yan Zaizen?

He waved his hand, sending out a telekinetic pulse like before, it collided with the sword of fire, causing it to explode out of existence, but the pulse of energy didn't simply stop there. As it was flying in mid-air, Yan Zaizen waved his hand once more, re-directing it towards the center of the formation. It smashed fiercely on the ground, releasing a burst of fragmented aurora lights that sent the cultivators flying away.

When they landed, not one of them had their lives. Each of their bodies limp, their souls eradicated.

He kept walking slowly towards the gates, his eyes calm, and aura surging outwards. Trying to bully him with numbers? Foolish.

After that, the Essence Formation cultivators were surprised. They communicated with each other and decided to only launch long-range powerful strikes. Unfortunately, these attacks would even harm the surrounding innocents who hadn't escaped out of range yet. This caused Yan Zaizen's eyes to sparkle with killing intent like never before.

"Dare to hurt others when dealing with me? Do you even have the time?!" He shouted violently. His body exploded in torrential silver-blue light, and like thin strings of light, they shot towards each Essence Formation Cultivator's glabella so accurately that it as if it was being done surgically.

Before they could release their attacks, each and every one of them lost their lives. A small hole burrowed into their cranium, leaking out blood and brain matter.

Finally, the Qi Unification Cultivators arrived. When they witnessed this scene, they were shocked. At least thirty Essence Formation that was on watch at the gate was dead before they could even arrive. They must've taken no less than ten seconds!!

Their expressions were solemn. They were contemplating their plan of action. None of them reached their cultivation by being rash and jumping into a situation they couldn't figure out.

However, how would Yan Zaizen give them that time? His eyes glowed with an aurora light. Since they were in mid-air, why shouldn't he be? He lightly smashed his right foot on the ground, propelling himself upwards, and when he ascended to their height, his body suddenly stopped. Essence Formation Cultivators can temporarily levitate, but they can't maintain that height for long.

Yan Zaizen wasn't using his qi cultivation base to achieve this flight, but his soul cultivation base to maintain his flight. His body glowed with a silver-blue light. He gave them one warning, they choose this. He had no mercy left.

Dozens of tendrils of Aurorbased light surged outwards at speeds that were incomprehensible for all but the most elite Qi Unification Realm Cultivators. There were only six Qi Unification Cultivators on the scene, and they were certainly not elites. Some weren't even at the mid-stage of the realm.

Their eyes shone with fear and panic. They attempted to run, but the aurorlight tendrils were simply too fast. They were wrapped up, restrained and they felt a pressure on their souls. They felt they couldn't even properly circulate their qi, and the qi they could move wasn't sufficient to break out of these tendrils formed from Aurorbased soul energy.

Three Qi Unification Cultivators appeared at the eastern gate, carried with them were He s.h.i.+jing, Ying Yimian, and Ying Sumian. Ying Fanmian was one of the Qi Unification, and the other two were the old men Yan Zaizen saw when he first met He s.h.i.+jing. When they saw the scene, their eyes widened, and their mouths agape in shock.

A peak-Essence Formation Cultivator with a body cultivation at the peak-Qi Revolving Realm was flying in the mid-air, tendrils extended from his body and restrained six Qi Unification Cultivators to the point they couldn't even speak.

Yan Zaizen saw these six arrive, and his eyes turned vicious. He wanted to just go home, but they dared set up a blockade to prevent him from doing so. Not to mention, he didn't like any of them. This Ying Fenmian, Ying Sumian, and Ying Yimian wanted to use him as a p.a.w.n for their own schemes. As for He Clan, he simply didn't like He s.h.i.+jing. He didn't really need a reason. He just hated how he looked at him - like he was insignificant.

The mocking gaze contained that was oh-so-familiar to him. You dare look at me like that? Then, you don't treasure your life.

Ying Fenmian was the first one to speak up, "Wait! We can talk this out!" He saw the situation develop and knew he wasn't Yan Zaizen's match; he had no intentions of getting closer. As for relying on the Earthly t.i.tan Sect's Xuanwu City's representative to act, that was dreaming. Before they started this, it had been mentioned that not a single official member of Xuanwu City will interfere.

At the time, this was obviously something he wanted because Yan Zaizen had their entire clan's fortune. If the Xuanwu City dealt with him and took it, saying they couldn't find it, it would be their own loss. Now, he regretted making such a compromise.