The guy was immediately kicked out by Xiao Yifeng, and his whole body flew out of the Yi Ren Pavilion.
"Tch, showing off here is seeking your own death!"
Xiao Yifeng scoffed disdainfully.
"How dare you lay a hand on the Young Master?"
At this moment, the followers of the young master responded, glaring angrily at Xiao Yifeng.
"Scram!"
Xiao Yifeng shouted coldly, waving a single hand, unleashing terrifying power.
The whole group was blasted away, their strongest only being at the Nirvana Realm’s Seventh Layer.
Facing Xiao Yifeng now, they had no ability to resist, each one was blasted away.
"Mr. Xiao!"
The steward of Yi Ren Pavilion looked at Xiao Yifeng and respectfully called out.
Xiao Yifeng nodded and walked straight towards Lan Yiren’s room upstairs.
Upon entering the room, a fragrant scent of orchid mixed with musk assailed his senses.
Xiao Yifeng saw Lan Yiren half-lying on the bed in a semi-transparent dress, her face charming as she looked at Xiao Yifeng.
"Are you waiting for me like this?"
Xiao Yifeng walked over and smiled gently at Lan Yiren.
"You finally came to see me, you do have a conscience. It’s been so many days, shouldn’t you make it up to me!"
Lan Yiren exhaled fragrant air, looking enchantingly at him, her seductive eyes captivating, exuding a mature and alluring aura.
"You woman..."
Xiao Yifeng spoke softly, looking at Lan Yiren like this, the flames inside him were instantly ignited.
Then, without unnecessary words or actions, Xiao Yifeng directly... with Lan Yiren...
The following scene is not suitable for minors, please use your imagination!
Meanwhile, as Xiao Yifeng was in a battle, a group of people arrived at the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, one of the Four Great Imperial Lineages.
This group exuded an extraordinary presence, powerful and radiating an aloof aura. They were from the Diyi Divine Clan, also one of the Four Imperial Clans.
Leading them was a middle-aged man with a magnificent demeanor and a young man in a golden long robe, with shoulder-length hair, an extraordinary handsome face, and a noble, sacred temperament, radiating a powerful aura.
His eyes emitted a golden flame light, very captivating.
This middle-aged man was the brother of the Diyi Divine Clan’s Clan Leader, Emperor Ming.
This young man was the strongest among the three prodigies born in the Diyi Divine Clan, Di Shitian, who had fallen for the Young Clan Leader of the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, Xuan Zhiruo.
Today, they came to the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe to formally propose marriage!
With their arrival, the Clan Leader of the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, Xuan Ruo, and several elders came out.
"Emperor Ming, why have you come today?"
Xuan Ruo looked at Emperor Ming and said.
"Clan Leader Xuan, as we mentioned before, our disciple Di Shitian has fallen for your daughter, Miss Zhiruo. We wish to ally our clans in marriage to form a strong alliance."
"This not only fulfills a union between two people but also benefits the development of our two great clans!"
Emperor Ming looked at Xuan Ruo and said.
Xuan Ruo’s eyes flickered, but before she could speak.
Xuan Zhiruo’s figure appeared, dressed in white, her hair dancing in the wind.
Like a fairy descended to the mortal world.
"Zhiruo!"
Seeing Xuan Zhiruo, Di Shitian’s eyes gleamed with brilliance.
"Di Shitian, I’ve already told you, I don’t like you, and I can never be with you. Both you and the people of the Diyi Divine Clan should leave immediately and never come back!"
Xuan Zhiruo spoke mercilessly upon her appearance.
Her words made Di Shitian’s face look somewhat unpleasant as he stared at Xuan Zhiruo:
"Zhiruo, you’re the Young Clan Leader of the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, and I’m the strongest of the younger generation of the Diyi Divine Clan. Our status and position are perfectly matched, our union is a heavenly match."
"You’re not yet worthy to be my man!"
Xuan Zhiruo looked at Di Shitian and shouted coldly.
"What are your standards?"
Di Shitian asked.
"To be my man, you must be number one in the world!"
Leaving behind a sentence, Xuan Zhiruo turned and left.
"Zhiruo!"
Di Shitian couldn’t help but call out.
"Enough, you should leave!"
Xuan Ruo said.
"Clan Leader Xuan, are you really going to give up this marriage?"
Emperor Ming stared at Xuan Ruo and said in a deep voice, eyes narrowing.
"What? Do you intend to force me to agree to this marriage, Emperor Ming? Don’t think that just because your Diyi Divine Clan is strong now, you can disregard my Nine Heavens Holy Tribe."
"Back then, your Diyi Divine Clan’s ancestor was defeated by my ancestor, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady."
Xuan Ruo coldly shouted.
"That was in the past, now the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady is long gone. Although we are both among the Four Imperial Clans, your Nine Heavens Holy Tribe no longer has the qualification to contend with the Diyi Divine Clan!"
Di Shitian scoffed disdainfully.
"Bold, who gave you the guts to say such words!"
Xuan Ruo shouted coldly, unleashing a terrifying aura.
This terrifying aura directly oppressed Di Shitian, making his face change instantly.
Bang!
At this moment, Emperor Ming stepped forward, standing in front of Di Shitian, unleashing a formidable majesty of the overlords, contending with Xuan Ruo’s aura.
"Xuan Ruo, what do you mean by this? Do you want to start a war with the Diyi Divine Clan?"
Emperor Ming shouted coldly.
"I think it’s your Diyi Divine Clan that’s too arrogant, daring to challenge my Nine Heavens Holy Tribe now!"
Xuan Ruo shouted.
"Hmph, to be honest, your Nine Heavens Holy Tribe indeed lacks the capital to compete with the Diyi Divine Clan now!"
Emperor Ming said disdainfully.
"Oh? Who gave your Diyi Divine Clan this confidence!"
At that moment, an ethereal voice exploded in the void.
An intangible pressure pressed down on Emperor Ming, making him shudder and step back repeatedly, his face changing repeatedly.
"Who?"
Emperor Ming swept his gaze around defensively.
"Back then, even your Diyi Divine Clan’s ancestor was defeated by me."
"Now, you juniors dare to disregard my Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, you truly have some nerve!"
The ethereal voice exploded in the void, carrying an intangible pressure.
Evidently, this voice belonged to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, also known as Little Meng.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady!"
Hearing this voice, Emperor Ming’s pupils shrank, exclaiming in shock.
"Get lost, if you dare set foot in the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe again, there will be no mercy!"
The icy voice of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady exploded.
Emperor Ming’s face changed, hurriedly taking Di Shitian and the others to quickly leave the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe.
After leaving the Nine Heavens Holy Tribe, Emperor Ming took a deep breath.
"Was that person really the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady?"
Di Shitian asked.
"I don’t know, but it’s possible. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady disappeared back then, with her status and power, she probably didn’t die, just fell asleep."