Repugnant Gateway Chapter 217

There was nothing to be afraid of anymore in the High Lake, so he showed it to others with his true face.

Even though he still did not understand why the Gao Family had suddenly come to this point.

From that Old Master of the Gao Family, the Jianghu Empire that the Gao Family had spent over a hundred years constructing, why did it suddenly collapse?

That was why they had no choice but to take the step of assassinating King Yan. And after this move was taken, how long could the Gao Family last even if they succeeded?

The empress dowager wouldn't allow the Gao Family to continue existing.

But now, he could only take one step at a time.

Before he left, the old lady from the Gao Clan told him that no matter how many people died when he killed the King of Yan, he would still kill him.

Afterwards, he would take advantage of the chaos when the Gao Family had completely left Fang Bancheng, and he could earn back the lost assets in the future. If he coveted the things he had now, then the Gao Family would be eternally doomed.

Before they left, Gao Yuan asked, ""Why didn't they suddenly evacuate when everyone thought that the Gao Family was going to make a move?""

The old lady smiled wryly … You think you can leave?

Everyone on the empress dowager's side was staring at the Gao Family.

Gao Yuan felt sorrowful. He looked like the valiant warrior from many years ago, the one who took his retainer out of the Yan Kingdom to assassinate the King of Hell.

But would he have left such a reputation in the annals of history?

He would definitely not be looked down upon by the future generations.

However, there was no other way. Killing Yan Wang and then escaping with his life intact was the best outcome.

The black clothed men he brought with him continued to charge forward, layer by layer falling under the arrows of the Heavenly Temple guards.

Gao Yuan was furious. Wasn't he supposed to say that the King Yan was a puppet?

Why are there so many Death Soldiers by the Duke of Yan's side?

But there was no way out now, so he could only charge forward.

Moreover, those assassins in black were all cannon fodder. No matter how many more deaths there were, Gao Yuan wouldn't feel any heartache.

To use the death of these cannon fodder to draw out the hidden power around the Yan Emperor, he would not suffer a loss.

Behind him were the dozens of people who had entered Empyrean Terminus Palace. They were the main force of the day.

These people were all experts, the kind of strength that the Gao Family could openly show.

Of course, other than him, there was also a team from the Gao Family that was waiting for an opportunity to kill him in one hit.

In other words, the assassins who were dead now were cannon fodder, and so might its lofty lake.

Gao Yuan himself was well aware of this fact, but just as the empress dowager had used her power to force the Gao Family to kill the King, he had no choice but to lead the way.

The dozens of experts followed behind him, their eyes filled with excitement.

They did not dare to show their faces because they were different from the lake.

Gao Yuan was the manager and manager of the Gao Family on the surface. No matter what, Gao Yuan would not be able to escape.

However, as long as they did not show their faces, as long as they killed Duke Yan today, they would immediately leave Fang Gu City and never return to this damned place. No one knew their identities.

The number of casualties of the black-clothed assassins was already shocking. Outside the East Warming Pavilion was an empty area under a one-meter-high platform.

The bodies had now piled up to a height of one meter, surpassing the platform.

The Heavenly Temple's guards had also suffered heavy losses, but their fighting spirit was far greater than the Gao Family's.

The young cultivators who were taken in by Mu Changyan treated Mu Changyan as their god. In other words … Mu Changyan had created a sect, and he was the sect head. Those people were completely brainwashed and had absolute loyalty towards him.

When the man in black clothing fell to the ground again, the assassins behind were already terrified.

As the Black Tortoise Camp's commander, a young cultivator whom Mu Changyan had once attached great importance to, Duan Ren had a keen intuition and a decisive reaction.

When he saw the black-clothed assassins start to retreat, he pointed the long blade in his hand forward. ""Charge!""

More than a hundred guards followed behind him, beginning to fight back against the man in black.

The number of black clothed people was at least five times more than the number of imperial bodyguards, but when faced with those fearless young cultivators, the black clothed people were defeated very quickly.

Duan Ren raised his hand and chopped down, chopping the black clothed man in front of him into two halves.

The well-trained guards used him as an arrow and stabbed into the hearts of the group of men in black like a sharp knife.

Then, the charging team started to spread out, forming a fan-shaped expansion.

It was as if a wedge had been forced into the group of men in black, and a hole had been forced open.

The anti-charge guards' eyes were red with killing intent as they continued to brandish their sabers and kill non-stop.

On the other side, Gao Yuan and the dozens of experts did not even spare a glance as they strode towards the East Warming Pavilion.

They seemed to be people from another world, blind to the river of blood.

The nine experts of the State of Confinement led several tens of spatial realm cultivators from the East Warming Pavilion to meet the group of people from the Gao Yuan Lake.

The people on both sides looked calm. Their pace was steady, neither fast nor slow.

It was a stark contrast to the battle on the other side. There were dozens of people on the same team, both silent and solemn.

""You are all sinners.""

The leader of the Heavenly Temple experts said coldly.

Gao Yuan waved his hand, ""Kill them all.""

The cultivators behind him began to speed up, then they began to attack.

It was bright and colorful.

Within the blood-colored light, one magic tool after another, each move had a unique beauty that overflowed with brilliance.

No doubt the dominant hue is red.

Now that he was in the state of prison, he could truly be called an expert.

In this world, it was rare to see a person who was at the Small Completion Stage. Which one of them wasn't an absolute genius?

To reach such a level after half a lifetime of arduous cultivation.

At the point of being a prisoner, one could basically walk in the Jianghu without worrying too much.

This was because, among those experts at the Small Completion Stage, there was no one who wasn't a Grandmaster. How could they fight and kill each other so easily?

Experts above the peak of the Dacheng realm were indiscernible.

But now, both sides had started the battle with so many experts of the Captive Realm and Xumi Realm. In just a few moments, the space within Extreme Heaven Palace had been overturned.

The blood covered leader was called Meng Kai Shan, he was the invisible guard of the Mu Clan.

Ever since his grandfather's generation, he had been the protector of the Duke of Yan, but he had never appeared on the surface.

He had thought that he would be like his father and the others, safely and peacefully throughout his life. There wouldn't be any big ups and downs, and there wouldn't even be any big waves.

When he was old, he would receive a large sum of money and leave Empyrean Terminus Palace. He would then leave the Yan Emperor Palace and find a safe place to live in seclusion.

But he wasn't as lucky as his father and grandfather. He was in the worst of times.

He tore off an opponent, who was also a powerful Berserker.

In the capital, such experts were rare.

Perhaps it was a familiar face.

Just like how Meng Kai Shan was an invisible bodyguard, the person who died was also an invisible person in the Gao Family.

The two of them might have drunk together, but neither of them knew the other's true identity.

However, even if Meng Kai Shan tore his opponent's hands into two, he didn't bother to remove the black mask.

What he did not want to see was the face of an acquaintance. All he wanted to do was kill them all, then return home alive.

Then he saw the lake.

""You are all sinners.""

Meng Kaishan said this again, his voice was filled with sadness.

Gao Yuan nodded, ""I am a sinner.""

He walked forward, and Meng Kaishan made his move.

He didn't have any skills in his attacks, only the simplest of punches.

But at his level, this punch was already powerful enough.

A ""pa"" sound was heard.

Gao Yuan's palm perfectly blocked Meng Kai Shan's fist, and then Gao Yuan casually twisted his wrist.

Meng Kaishan's hand broke and his arm was twisted into a knot.

Broken bones stabbed out of the flesh of his arms, like densely packed spears.

Then the spikes flew out of his arms and floated in front of him.

Those were his own bones, but at this moment, they no longer belonged to him.

The tiny bones floated, like bamboo slices that had been split apart.

""Let's go.""

Gao Yuan said these two words indifferently, and then the bamboo like bones shot out.

A mist of blood burst out from Meng Kai Shan's back. Bone bones shot out from his back and were covered in blood.

The lake loosened its grip, and Meng Kai Shan's body fell down softly.

He was lying on his stomach, and before he died, he seemed to see a flash of light.

Fortunately … it wasn't shameful at all.

Meng Kai Shan closed his eyes, the corner of his mouth rose … Father, I did not disappoint you.

I had been worried ever since my first day as an invisible guard if I had the courage to stand in his way when the King of Swallow was in danger.

Would I turn around and run, from the age of twenty-eight until now, when I was fifty-six … Finally, I was relieved, I didn't run.

Of the nine cultivators in the State of Confinement, more than sixty Xumi Realm cultivators had all died in battle.

Twelve people remained on the side of the lake, most of them wounded.

At this moment, there were two old men standing outside the East Warm Pavilion.

They were also wearing white Daoist robes, which was completely different from the Daoist robes worn by the Taoist cultivators of the Taoist temple.

The snow-white Daoist robes gave them a fairy-like appearance, as if they were immortals who lived on the distant mountains beneath the pine forest, drinking tea and playing chess.

""It's not easy to cultivate.""

The lake stopped and said four words.

The two old men looked no different from each other; they were probably twin brothers.

Both of them could no longer tell their true age. They looked to be sixty or seventy years old, but they were probably more than a hundred years old.

After reaching the Small Perfect Stage, one's lifespan would increase significantly.

There were people who appeared to be only thirty years old, but in reality, they were already two hundred years old.

These two at the Small Perfect Stage were also the invisible guards of the King of Yan.

It was just that their identities were much higher, and if their other identities were revealed, it would be even more shocking.

One of the old Daoist looked at Gao Yuan and nodded, ""It's not easy to cultivate, it's not easy to be a person, it's even harder to be a subject.""

Gao Yuan asked, ""Can you make way?""

The old Daoist shook his head. ""Either you die, or we die.""

Gao Yuan answered with a ""En"" and said, ""Then you will all die.""

The platform that was at least tens of meters tall outside the East Warming Pavilion suddenly disappeared. A huge crater was formed on the ground.

The Tian He Hall suddenly seemed to have been built on a precipice. The ground had sunk by at least a dozen meters.

The two old Taoists stood in the deep pit, their clothes no longer spotless, their beards and hair covered in dirt.

Their white daoist robes had already been shattered, hanging on their bodies one by one.

Gao Yuan stood at the edge of the crater and looked around.

The eleven people who had followed him all died in one move.

However, those two old Daoist cultivators could no longer hold on. Neither of them could see what had happened. The situation had already become like this.

Those eleven warriors of the state of prison didn't even leave a corpse.

""Level three of the Small Perfect Stage.""

The lake took a deep breath, then coughed a few times, blood trickling down the corners of his mouth.

""Fortunately, it's slightly lower than mine.""

He took out a square stamp from his pocket and threw it out. ""I've said before that cultivation is not easy. Especially since you're so old, it's a pity that you're only at the Small Perfection Stage Three.""

The square seal flew up, rose into the air, and then landed.

It was only the size of a palm, but the two old Daoist's face had already changed color.

The two of them worked together. One of them took out his flying sword, and the other one took out his horsetail whisk.

When the sword was broken, the sword was shattered into pieces, and the person died.

When the seal landed, the entire Sky Harmony Hall had almost collapsed, only leaving behind a corner of the East Warming Pavilion.

Gaoyuan Lake strode to the entrance of the East Warm Pavilion and slightly bowed, ""My lord, please return to heaven.""

Chapter end