Every word was spoken with determination.
However, Li Changyun’s palm, pierced by the long sword, was still bleeding profusely.
Despite being injured, she remained resolute in defending Yun Yubai.
"Senior Sister..." Yun Yubai’s throat tightened, feeling choked up.
With Li Changyun’s unwavering support, Wang Lun and the others also stood firmly behind them without hesitation.
"Right! If you want to touch our junior uncle, you’ll have to go through us first!"
No matter what identity their junior uncle had, they all revered and protected him!
Sima Yue, however, sneered, "What a joke! Master of Crimson Glow Peak, look at how many people are left in your Seven Peaks Sect. You should think not only for yourself but also for your disciples. Are you really going to make enemies with the entire world just for a half-breed?"
He didn’t care about any so-called "young master" status.
If he wasn’t going to have an easy ti, neither would anyone else.
Yun Yubai’s mouth opened slightly, wanting to say that this was already enough.
But then, Nanli raised her hand and launched two beams of spiritual energy.
They swiftly flew over.
Sima Yue had no way to avoid them.
Crack!
His kneecap shattered instantly.
He let out a scream of agony, and after his knee hit the ground, more screams followed, the pain causing him to sweat profusely and his veins to bulge.
Nanli’s eyes were cold as she said, "For every filthy word you utter, I’ll break one of your bones. Let’s see how tough your bones really are."
Sima Yue couldn’t stay on his knees.
He collapsed onto the ground, covered in dust, looking utterly disheveled, with no trace of his forr dignity as the head of a family.
It was Nanli again.
It was always Nanli!
He was furious and shouted at the surrounding cultivators, "Look at this! The couple is so arrogant and ruthless. What if I say Yun Yubai is a half-breed? Do you know that his father is the famous Celestial Emperor Yining? The very sa Yining who authored nurous profound scriptures and techniques!"
Most of the cultivators present had either read the works of Celestial Emperor Yining or at least heard of his na. Upon hearing this, they were more shocked than ever.
One of them angrily retorted, "Sima Yue, don’t spout nonsense! Celestial Emperor Yining wrote such excellent and powerful scriptures. How could he possibly be involved with an Asura woman?"
"Exactly!" the others chid in.
Sima Yue let out a twisted, sinister laugh.
He looked at Yun Yubai and said, "Go ahead, Yun Yubai, tell them! Tell them if it’s true!"
Yun Yubai’s fists clenched slowly.
For ten thousand years, cultivators had only admiration and praise for his father.
If he admitted it today, his father would have a stain on his na...
"No..."
Nanli spoke up first, "That’s correct! Master Yun is indeed the bloodline of Yining."
Yun Yubai was stunned, looking at Nanli in confusion.
The crowd erupted in shock and uproar.
How could they accept that their pure and revered idol had such a tarnished reputation?
Just as they were about to curse, Nanli continued, "Who among you is Yining’s father or mother? Even the Heavenly Dao doesn’t interfere. Who are you to judge?"
She knew Yining’s heart better than anyone. He had always been...
Everyone looked at each other, and for a mont, no one could find any words to argue.
However, a female cultivator who had read Yining’s scriptures and admired his figure in paintings couldn’t bear it. In a fit of anger, she blurted out, "Yining’s personal affairs are indeed none of our business. But whether it was ten thousand years ago or now, the Demon Clan people deserve to die!"
"Moreover, he is a divine-demonic hybrid! There is a possibility that he might lose his sanity and kill indiscriminately!"
"Jifeng Celestial Sovereign, you have been granted the divine mark by the Heavenly Dao. You should follow the heavenly will and the rules, and execute Yun Yubai!"
Sima Yue shouted in approval.
This female cultivator was quite logical!
Most of these cultivators were the type to preserve themselves. They asked each other, confird the drawbacks of a divine-demonic hybrid, and then all raised their hands and shouted, "Execute Yun Yubai! Execute the divine-demonic hybrid! Execute the Demon Clan people!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
Their voices seed to pierce the sky.
If it weren’t for Siheng standing nearby, those cultivators would have already rushed forward to kill Yun Yubai.
Yun Jianchu from Jialan Celestial Mountain naturally heard the shouting.
Her heart tightened with anxiety.
She had initially stayed out of it to avoid making things worse, but now that she heard her son being bullied, she couldn’t bear it.
However, as soon as she left the Joy Spring Platform, Xin Chuan appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
"You must not leave Jialan Celestial Mountain."
"Get out of the way!" Yun Jianchu’s face darkened.
Xin Chuan laughed, "You are just a Demon Soul attached to a scarecrow. You are no match for . Don’t do anything foolish. If I accidentally eliminate you, Yun Yubai will have sothing to cry about."
Yun Jianchu could only hate her increasingly weak Demon Soul; otherwise, she wouldn’t have to endure Xin Chuan’s arrogance.
"Why do you always have to make things difficult for us mother and son?" she gritted her teeth.
Xin Chuan’s smile faded, and his voice deepened, "Since Yun Yubai refuses to remove his Demon Bone, he will forever remain a divine-demonic hybrid, an object of everyone’s scorn. If he can’t get through this today, he deserves to beco a pariah in the future."
As for Siheng and Nanli, this was their choice.
He just wanted to see how they would protect Yun Yubai.
After thinking it over, he simply dragged Yun Jianchu out of Jialan Celestial Mountain and watched the situation from mid-air.
Yun Jianchu’s heart ached as she saw the fierce expressions of the cultivators.
She struggled, but seeing that Xin Chuan wouldn’t let her go, she had no choice but to give up.
Xin Chuan said, "Look, there are thousands of cultivators there, including independent practitioners and the leaders and disciples of major and minor sects. Siheng, as the supre ruler of the Immortal World, now with the divine mark, has no way out. He probably has to kill Yun Yubai to give everyone an explanation."
Yun Jianchu was about to curse at him.
But then she saw Siheng take a step forward.
Her eyes widened in horror, and she trembled all over.
Siheng made a sword seal and unsheathed his sword. The Sky-Tearing Sword quivered slightly, emitting a hum.
The blade was sharp.
After a quick swing in the air, it did not head towards Yun Yubai.
The crowd was confused, but the Sky-Tearing Sword had already reached Sima Yue and stabbed straight down!
Sima Yue was terrified, his pupils shrinking, "You... you actually..."
The Sky-Tearing Sword was pulled out and then swept towards the group of cultivators.
They imdiately shut their mouths in fear.
However, the sword then landed half an inch in front of the female cultivator, radiating a spiritual pressure.
The female cultivator could hardly bear it and staggered.
Pffft—
She spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious.
She was still breathing, but her face and complexion were deathly pale.
It seed that her inner core and ridians were injured, and her cultivation would be hard to improve in the future.
The other cultivators were not affected.
But with the examples of Sima Yue and the female cultivator, they swallowed their saliva and dared not say another word out of fear.
However, among the nearly a thousand people, there were always so who did not agree with Siheng’s actions.
An old man jumped out, pointing at Siheng and shouting, "Jifeng Celestial Sovereign, in order to protect and harbor a divine-demonic hybrid, you actually use your cultivation to oppress others and harm the innocent. You are not worthy to be the supre ruler of the Immortal World!"
Siheng smiled faintly.
His appearance caused many female cultivators to be instantly captivated.
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