Yang Dao sat crossed leg in his room, cut off from the world. Amirah sat leaning against a wall as she had just taken a break from her cultivation. It has been a week since Yang Dao turned that old man to ashes. What shocked the people was that to seek a challenge this guy called for the rest of the kings to fight him together.


    Yang Dao undoubtedly won the battle but it was a tough one. He was healing from his injuries till now.


    ...


    Two days ago, Yang Dao sensed the three kings to be gathering for a sparring session. He stood up and walked in on them. He said, "I challenge you, for a deathmatch. You cane together. I do not mind."


    This shocked the old men, even if they were weak he did not have to rub it in their faces like this. However, when faced with their grumpy and scrunched faces, the boy said, "Only the strong have the right to protest here, am I right? or Am I right?"


    His words silenced the people, they all wanted to avenge their ''friend'' and also to get over this hairy little boy who disrupted the flow of their reign. They agreed and Yang Dao said that he will not use the feathers technique and the people were pleased.


    The reason Yang Dao did not use that technique was that he was about to hone his skills on these people. They were his sandbags. They engaged in battle and for a little while, the three people seemed to be winning. Yang Dao was a genius but he was not so heaven-defying that he would be able to find loopholes in the teamwork of these three old relics.


    He suffered some wounds but just when the people thought this young man has reached the end of the road, he countered. He condensed a sword and a shield and began to slowly counter the people and fought stably.


    There was an instant in the fight when he shed the sword at the enemy in front of him while blocking an iing attack from the other side. The third old man engaged him thinking that he was upied, but the boy kicked with his leg and out of nowhere the third guy was sshed with moltenva.


    Yes, the boy used bending as well. Unprepared for the attack, the third guy was gravely injured, this made the other two hesitate and Yang Dao exploited this. He changed his sword and shield into a bow and arrow. He nailed the other two people to the ground as well, and let them melt slowly as their cries shocked the ce.


    The people did not dare to get close, they all were scared and hid back in their rooms. Yang Dao came back to his room and began to meditate. The pace of his healing was as usual, but the injuries were also very harsh. His back was cut deep enough to reveal his bones. Thankfully, the nourishment of earth spirit energy had made them strong enough and they did not break under the impact.


    That cut alone took him one whole day of healing afterplete focus. The rest of the body was to be dealt withter. After breaking through the level of the elemental king, he was able topletely control the flow of source energy through his body to regte the healing.


    Amirah had taken the role of his gatekeeper at this moment. She would stay in the corner of his room. The reason? Outside this room wasplete chaos, people were fighting for power and killing like mad dogs. However, this tower was isted as the people were scared of Yang Dao.


    To think this cherry boy can make people avoid him like a gue. After he finished healing his wounds the boy opened his eyes. His eyes were also flickering with a spark of amber. The guy stood up and said, "I am going to clear out this ce. You stay here."


    He had decided to get out of this ce, and he would do that only after killing the sinners in this ce. The reason was that he had noticed something. When he sat down on the healing pattern, he found that this me source energy was not as pure as the one he felt radiating from Feng Yun.


    Yang Dao could almost taste the reason behind this impurity but he want to make sure that his spection was correct. He climbed the tower and condensed a bow. Then he condensed an arrow, integrated withws of death.


    The peculiar thing about thew of death was that it could enable him to sense every living being within a certain range. It was thanks to the seed of the death spirit that resided inside his body. He pulled the string into a full moon and shot the arrow into the sky.


    His brain became a radar system, and the arrow became a guided missile. It moved along with his thoughts. Within a few minutes every single person in this ce, except for Amirah and himself had died. Some were dead because of others while those others died because of Yang Dao.


    The arrow moved back to his side and vanished in the void as if it had never appeared. The Dao Child did not fret much over the killings and looked in the direction of the mass grave. This ce was very deep and filled with god knows how many skeletons. Only this ce was devoid of the source energy, unlike the rest of the ce.


    Yang Dao sighed and said, "It can be that simple?" He was in doubt because if his conjecture was correct then the source of this mysterious ce was hidden under ne sight. He flew over to the mass grave and with a wave of his hand, the surroundingnd turned to moltenva and began to pour inside the mass grave.. Burning everything into nothingness.