Chapter 103 Awe

“Gulu…” Someone swallowed hard, their face full of shock. A pair of bare hands had caught a blood weapon out of thin air, terrifyingly powerful.

“This kid is a monster…” Looking at Yang Tian’s calm expression, a surge of fear rose in the hearts of those present. To crush a peak blood weapon with just his physical body—they could hardly believe what they saw.

“How is this possible…” Wang Mo shook his head frantically, panic in his eyes. Yang Tian had been severely injured, yet in just three days he had regained such strength. What level was his true strength?

“It seems Ying has saved someone extraordinary. Such a physique is unbelievable.” Hong Xue was momentarily stunned, then smiled, a hint of joy rising on her cheeks.

Immediately, her gaze fell on the dazed Bi Jian, and Hong Xue’s figure shot forward.

Bang! A fierce wind hit his face. Bi Jian reacted instantly, casting a cold glare at Hong Xue, but his previously smiling face had turned completely dark.

“Brother Yang, well done! Kill these bastards!” Tieta roared excitedly, his aura soaring as he charged into the crowd to attack.

The red-faced man slowly snapped out of his daze. With a fearful glance at Yang Tian, he and the man beside him retreated explosively without hesitation.

“Leaving just like that? Isn’t that too easy for you?” Yang Tian shook his head slightly, his figure flickering as he appeared eerily before the red-faced man, smiling.

“Run!” The red-faced man’s pupils contracted sharply, his fear deepening. He roared, and the two of them shot off in different directions, fleeing wildly.

“Wind-Splitting Palm.” Suddenly, two blades of light condensed on Yang Tian’s palm. He swung his hand, and the arcs of light sliced through layers of vacuum, striking directly at the fleeing figures ahead.

“Bang, bang…” The two rapidly fleeing figures stiffened, their vitality rapidly fading. On their heads, two blossoms of blood bloomed.

“Ah—” Seeing the two die horribly, their heads nearly severed, Hong Ying cried out in surprise. Her small hands instantly covered her eyes, her face pale—clearly, she had never witnessed bloodshed before…

“Little girl, they deserved to die. Don’t be afraid.” Yang Tian’s gaze fell on Hong Ying’s nervous expression as he walked over, smiling gently.

After a few seconds of silence, Hong Ying lifted her eyelids. The two corpses were now blocked by Yang Tian. She took a deep breath, patted her chest, then looked at Yang Tian and exclaimed joyfully, “Yang Tian, you’re amazing! You killed both those bad guys.”

Yang Tian neither confirmed nor denied it, nor did he want to dwell on the topic. His gaze shifted to the battlefield, and he murmured, “Consider this my repayment for saving my life today.”

Whoosh! Yang Tian’s figure suddenly blurred, leaving several afterimages. With his cultivation greatly increased, his Carefree Eight Wastelands Steps were much smoother than before. With each step, Yang Tian moved like a loach, darting five zhang away.

“Brother Tieta, step aside!” As he neared, Yang Tian chuckled. With a gust of wind, he struck out with his palm, sending those surrounding Tieta flying.

“Haha, good brother!” Seeing Yang Tian cripple one man with a single palm, Tieta roared, a fervent look on his face. His brute strength surged as he attacked the crowd ahead.

“Bang, bang…” Yang Tian’s physical body was terrifyingly strong. All those below the fifth level were sent flying with a single punch. Bi Jian was greatly alarmed, his eyes growing more anxious.

“Kid, I advise you not to meddle. My Bi family has a Tongxuan powerhouse. I urge you to leave while you can.” Bi Jian cast a fiery glance at the nearly ripe Primordial Spirit Fruit and roared unwillingly.

“Heh, I, Yang Tian, fear threats the least. You can try me.” After sending three figures flying, Yang Tian turned back to look at Bi Jian, smiling. But beneath that smile lay a chilling coldness.

Seeing Yang Tian turn his head, the five men around him exchanged venomous glances and swung their long blades at him.

"Scram!" As the force surged toward him, Yang Tian shook his head slightly and stomped the ground. A terrifying power burst forth, causing the earth to rumble and crack.

A fierce gale struck like a storm, tearing apart the ancient trees around them. Accompanied by screams, the five figures were flung to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

"So strong." Seeing this, a flicker of shock passed through Hong Xue's eyes. Yang Tian's physical body was too formidable; these men were no match for him.

"Brother Yang Tian, well done." Iron Tower was momentarily stunned, then exclaimed, giving a thumbs up. These five were all at the sixth level of martial artist; even he wasn't sure he could defeat them.

"Could this little beast be from a major clan?" Bi Jian's face turned icy cold. Yang Tian had effortlessly defeated five sixth-level martial artists without breaking a sweat, and he was so young. A sense of panic surged in Bi Jian's heart.

"Bang, bang..." Yang Tian turned into a whirlwind. With each punch, a figure flew backward. These people were too weak, not even qualified to be sparring partners.

"Retreat!" Seeing more and more people fall—though none dead, their injuries would take months to heal—Bi Jian's face was full of reluctance, but he dared not linger. He roared and retreated swiftly.

At the retreat order, the fighting intensified. The Hong family guards desperately held back a few, but about ten managed to escape.

"Everyone, come back. Don't chase." Seeing some still pursuing, Hong Xue halted them. The Primordial Spirit Fruit was most important now; when it ripened, it would cause some commotion.

Iron Tower gripped his long blade, knowing they had to prioritize the bigger picture. With a reluctant glance at the fleeing crowd, he turned back.

These people now looked at Yang Tian with awe. They hadn't expected that the one they had dismissed as a waste would resolve today's crisis so effortlessly.

At this moment, Yang Tian's gaze was fixed on the dense forest ahead, as if sensing something. He frowned slightly.

"Yang Tian, thank you for today. Otherwise, our losses would have been great." Hong Xue sheathed her longsword and walked gracefully toward Yang Tian, her cold expression softening as she expressed her gratitude.

"Heh, no need to be polite. Consider it a favor for Hong Ying." Yang Tian nodded, his gaze not shifting at all.

Hong Xue frowned slightly, casting an annoyed glance at Yang Tian. She had never been treated like this; any man who saw her would be infatuated.

But Hong Xue was clever. Following Yang Tian's gaze, she looked into the distant woods. Just as they observed, a corpse was thrown over.

The bloody corpse was none other than Bi Jian, his head nearly twisted off.

At that moment, three men in black emerged from the woods. The leader was a scar-faced man. Their gazes all fixed on Hong Xue. The scar-faced man licked his lips, a gleam of lust appearing.

"Haha, isn't this that old fogey Hong's daughter? We brothers are really in luck." The scar-faced man leered at her, especially when Hong Xue resumed her cold expression, which made his heart itch like a chicken scratching.

"Primordial Spirit Fruit!" Just as the cold-faced man beside him was about to tease her, his gaze suddenly fell on the nearly ripe green spirit fruit. A fiery excitement surged in his eyes as he exclaimed.

"Big brother, not only a beauty but also treasure today." Another man's face lit up with wild joy, laughing heartily as if the people before them were beneath notice.

"Damn it, exactly three Primordial Spirit Fruits. Our luck is too good. Breaking through to the Profound Connection realm is just around the corner." The scar-faced man's eyes burned with extreme fervor. They had been stuck at the ninth level of martial artist for three years.

"We absolutely cannot let them have the Primordial Spirit Fruits." Hong Xue's face flushed with anger, but these men were not easy to deal with.

These three were somewhat notorious in the outer reaches of the Ten Thousand Mountains, having killed many. But when they fought together, they could even hold their own against a Profound Connection realm expert.