Chapter 274: I Dare Erase the Wind Lightning Pavilion—What's a Mere Hong Family?
"You damned brat, take this—Wind Lightning Slayer!"
Once again emerging from the rubble in a wretched state, Hong Chen roared with fury. A claw, crackling with dense lightning and rumbling with thunderous echoes, manifested eerily in his hand and shot toward Xiao Yuan's heart with lethal precision. If struck, even his heart might be ripped out.
Xiao Yuan calmly drew a breath and stepped back. In that moment, his dark eyes turned icy. A torrent of overwhelming Dou Qi surged from his body like a bursting dam. Though still bound by the seal, his peak Dou Wang power erupted like a tidal wave.
As that terrifying Dou Qi burst forth, countless onlookers froze, their stunned exclamations rising into the air.
"Peak Dou Wang only?"
"Seems like his physical strength is insanely strong!"
With Dou Qi surging, Xiao Yuan clenched his fist. After a brief pause, he launched it forward—green wind-lightning Dou Qi spiraling around his knuckles—slamming directly into Hong Chen.
With a piercing sonic boom and countless astonished stares, Xiao Yuan's Wind-Lightning Spiral Fist collided with Hong Chen's thunder claw.
Boom!
A deep thunderous sound exploded as shockwaves erupted from the impact, spiderweb cracks spreading across the nearby boulders.
As the shockwave dissipated, a figure was hurled backward, scraping a long trench into the stone floor. Gasps echoed as everyone realized the one forced back was… Hong Chen?
All eyes whipped to Xiao Yuan—still standing in place, completely unmoved. The crowd was stunned. Had someone using only peak Dou Wang power really overpowered a four-star Dou Huang in a head-on clash?
"Well, well, no wonder you dared act so boldly," Hong Chen snarled. "It seems your technique must be at least mid- or high-tier Earth level!"
With that, a deep, guttural roar burst from Hong Chen's throat. His body crackled with snapping, crackling sounds as lightning coiled around him like silver serpents, forming a web of thunder over his frame. Enshrouded within, his aura rapidly surged.
"Since you forced me this far, I'll let you taste the Wind Lightning Pavilion's secret art—"
"Thunder God's Descent!"
With a thunderous stomp, lightning snakes surged from beneath his feet, blanketing dozens of meters around. At the center, Hong Chen stood like a thunder god incarnate—formidable and awe-inspiring.
Han family members' expressions changed upon seeing this. Han Yue's glittering eyes reflected a trace of worry, but when she looked to Xiao Yuan, she saw only his calm demeanor. No fear. No panic.
She exhaled quietly… then frowned. Why hasn't he reached Dou Huang yet? With his talent, this doesn't make sense.
Surrounded in lightning, Hong Chen's body grew larger—bulging with power, like a silver tower of energy. The terrifying aura finally stabilized, and he grinned darkly.
With a sharp grip, he summoned a jet-black warhammer—lightning swirling around it ominously.
That hammer was the Haolei Hammer, a treasured weapon of the Wind Lightning North Pavilion, forged from thunderstone. When used with thunder-element Dou Qi, it boosted power significantly. Its natural weight also made it devastating to wield.
Hong Chen's expression grew more savage. As he waved the hammer, piercing booms echoed—shockwaves gouging craters in the ground.
"Come again!" he roared, filled with murderous intent.
Xiao Yuan raised a brow. With his secret art activated, Hong Chen's strength now neared a seven-star Dou Huang. A respectable increase. Judging by the aura, his technique was likely a low-level Earth-rank one.
Even so, with all this—elite techniques, weapons, and bloodline—Hong Chen's combat power was nothing to scoff at. No wonder he acted so arrogantly.
But he'd chosen the wrong opponent.
For others, challenging one realm above was difficult. For Xiao Yuan, who stood unmatched beneath the Dou Zun realm, it was routine. While others aimed to leap levels, Xiao Yuan leapt stages—a world of difference.
As tension peaked, Xiao Yuan flashed forward like lightning and… punched Hong Chen back into the ruins again.
Wait, what?
"Thunder God's Descent? You? Worthy?" Xiao Yuan sneered.
His wind-lightning Dou Qi surged. Fist after terrifying fist fell like a storm. Hong Chen couldn't retaliate at all.
Even the famed Haolei Hammer had been smacked away with a casual slap. And then… Xiao Yuan grabbed the hammer mid-air as it responded to his thunder energy, flying obediently into his grasp.
Then he raised it high—clearly intending to crush Hong Chen.
Now the Hong family panicked, rushing to interfere.
"You dare kill our young master? The Hong family will never forgive you!" cried a Hong elder, roughly seven-star Dou Huang in strength.
Boom!
Xiao Yuan brought the hammer down.
Hong Chen, reduced to paste.
"That was just warm-up," Xiao Yuan smirked. Then he activated Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Transformations, and dark-golden flames erupted, boosting him directly to six-star Dou Huang.
This technique's amplification was monstrous—especially in the Dou Wang and Dou Huang ranks.
Even the crowd could feel the oppressive change in aura. Before they could recover—
Bang!
Three swings later, that Hong family elder was also pounded to death.
Xiao Yuan coldly muttered, "Touch what's mine, and you die."
Lightning flaring under his feet, he reappeared behind the Hong clan followers at Han family's gates. In a blur of hammer strikes, he slaughtered them all—then calmly gathered their rings and burned the bodies to ashes.
Not a speck of blood remained.
The entire street fell into stunned silence. Even the Han clan struggled to process what they'd just witnessed.
A seven-star Dou Huang, smashed like a dog?
"Senior Sister Han Yue, I just killed a bunch of people. You don't hate me now, do you?" Xiao Yuan asked, flicking blood off his white robes.
"I liked you before. Now I like you even more," Han Yue replied softly, still elegant and cool as ever.
"Uncle Han," Xiao Yuan turned to Han Chi, "come with me to accept the Hong family's assets. Consider it… a wedding gift."
"Xiao Yuan," Han Chi hesitated, "the Hong family still has a Dou Zong elder…"
"No worries. Even if I'm only at twenty or thirty percent of my peak, killing a Dou Zong isn't that hard."
Xiao Yuan's calm confidence reassured Han Chi—somewhat.
"Still… the Hong family is backed by the Wind Lightning Pavilion. They won't let this go easily. I recommend you leave Tianbei City with Han Yue for now. Let us bear the aftermath."
"No need," Xiao Yuan said flatly. "Unless they bring a Dou Zun, I'll destroy them all."
Han Chi blinked. Did this youth just say he'd destroy the Wind Lightning Pavilion?
"Junior, the Pavilion Master of the Northern Pavilion, Fei Tian, is a peak Dou Zong!" Han Yue reminded, worried.
"You don't believe me, Senior Sister?" Xiao Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I do… but your current aura doesn't seem strong enough."
"True, I'm a little weakened now," Xiao Yuan admitted. "But I have two Dou Zong allies with me. If I can't beat them, I'll just call backup."
Then he smiled. "Want a confidence boost?"
He stepped forward, and space behind Han Yue and Han Chi split open. Another version of Xiao Yuan stepped out, gently patting their shoulders.
"You… when did you—?"
"Spatial power? You're a Dou Zong?!" Han Chi exclaimed.
"Indeed," Xiao Yuan chuckled. "On my way to the Central Plains, I got caught in a space storm. Barely survived. My power's not fully recovered, but I'm enough to handle any sub-Dou Zong."
"You've reached Dou Zong… in just one year?" Han Yue's eyes were wide. She was still at the Dou Wang level…
What a monstrous freak.
"You're something else…" Han Chi sighed. "But you should still recover before confronting the Hong family."
He even pulled out his treasured healing pills.
Xiao Yuan smiled. "I know you mean well, Uncle Han, but it's fine. I'll go first. The Hong family's not worth the worry."
With a flash of lightning beneath his feet, Xiao Yuan shot toward the Hong family estate.
"Wait, nephew!" Han Chi shouted, but Xiao Yuan vanished from his senses within seconds.
Though Tianbei City was vast, with Xiao Yuan using Three Thousand Lightning Movement and Wind Drift Shadow, it felt tiny beneath his feet.
Mid-air, Xiao Yuan's voice echoed across the city like thunder:
"The Hong family dares covet what's mine? Today, I destroy your clan—and gift your legacy to the Han family as a dowry!"
(END CHAPTER)
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