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``` "Oh? Is that so?" Li Xiaoyao's gaze shifted slowly toward Zhou Lu, his head tilted as a smile appeared on his face. His eyes scanned Zhou Lu and he sneered, "Are your wounds healed?" Those few words were like flint to tinder, causing Zhou Lu to erupt like thunder, cursing furiously, "You little bastard, I'll kill you!" "Kill me? With your abilities? Worthy?" Those simple six words embodied arrogance and disdain to the utmost. Zhou Lu's eyes looked as if they were about to shoot fire. He let out a low shout, no longer able to suppress the anger in his heart, and an overwhelming momentum burst forth from his body like a raging river. His feet stomped violently on the ground, causing a huge pit to form, as his body shot toward Li Xiaoyao like a cannonball. "Zhou Lu, do you really think I don't exist?" Li Pingshuang grunted angrily, appearing instantly in front of Li Xiaoyao, throwing a punch towards the charging Zhou Lu. "Bang!" As their fists collided, both men were forced back several steps. Li Pingshuang stood beside Li Xiaoyao, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the four men, and said, "In half an hour, the Offering of the Li Family will be here. Before that, if Li Xiaoyao suffers even the slightest injury, believe me, you all will die!" "Hmph!" Zhou Lu and his companions were not easily threatened. Upon hearing this, Yuan Ling, the Buddhist master, said, "Don't think your Li Family is the only one with an Offering. Does Da Lin Temple have no one?" "My fellow brothers from the same Buddhist Sect are already on their way here. At most half an hour and they will arrive. When that time comes, if you want to fight, then let's fight! Da Lin Temple has not feared anyone for over a thousand years!" Yuan Ling's words made Li Pingshuang's expression turn even uglier. Indeed, Da Lin Temple had the capital to speak such words. Ever since Fahai founded the temple and established this sect with deep ties to the Buddhist Sect sixteen hundred years ago, it had always maintained a solid footing in the secular world, never shaken. Even with the rise of Xuan Country's Eight Great Sects commanding respect, other sects scarcely dared to provoke them. From these small details, one could see just how profound the foundation of Da Lin Temple was. "Elder Li, leave Zhou Lu to me," Li Xiaoyao's voice suddenly came from behind, and his words greatly surprised everyone. Li Pingshuang frowned and said, "Don't speak. With me here, no one can touch you." Li Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly. He clearly heard the protective tone in Li Pingshuang's words and gratefully accepted this kindness. "Elder Li, no matter how strong you are alone, you can't contend with all four of them. Leave Zhou Lu to me, and please handle the other three," Li Xiaoyao remarked. He hadn't come out of the Human Realm seeking death. Opponents of this caliber were rare in the Mortal Realm, and he believed that with his current cultivation level, he had the strength to fight these old foes like Zhou Lu. This would also allow him to assess his true combat strength, to see just how far he had come. Even if Li Xiaoyao truly couldn't win, with his skills and trump cards, escaping would still not be an issue. "Are you not joking?" This was the first time Li Pingshuang heard Li Xiaoyao say something like this, and he truly thought Li Xiaoyao had gone mad. But seeing his repeated insistence, Li Pingshuang believed that someone who had achieved such a cultivation level couldn't be a fool. "Do I look like I'm joking, Elder Li?" Li Xiaoyao said with a wry smile. Meanwhile, everyone in the distance had heard their conversation without missing a word. Like Li Pingshuang, they thought Li Xiaoyao must have gone mad. They acknowledged that Li Xiaoyao was powerful, and among the younger generation, even the geniuses of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country couldn't compare to him. But that wasn't enough for him to scorn and attempt to challenge the protectors of the Human Realm. The difference between them was like heaven and earth. Just then, Nangong Jing suddenly stepped out from his family, advanced a few steps, and his voice spread across the land, "Zhou Lu, isn't it a bit unkind for you several to gang up against old Li?" The group looked at him and replied with a cold snort, "Nangong Jing, this is a grudge between us and the Li Family, and it has nothing to do with the Nangong Family." ``` "Heh, the old man just enjoys meddling in others' affairs," Nangong Jing took a step forward, arriving beside Li Pingshuang. He lifted an eyebrow and said, "Old Li, my Nangong Family is going to help you with this." Upon hearing this statement, Zhou Lu and his three companions immediately furrowed their brows. Originally, they only had to deal with the Li Family, but now another Nangong Family had sprung up. Zhou Lu's face darkened as he said, "Nangong Jing, do you truly intend to interfere in this matter?" Without replying, Nangong Jing turned his gaze toward Yuan Ling the monk and declared, "Leave Da Lin Temple to me." Li Pingshuang was also very surprised by his sudden offer of help and nodded slightly, saying, "We will remember the favor you've extended today, Nangong Jing." Upon hearing this promise, a smile spread across Nangong Jing's lips. The reason he chose to intervene was precisely the potential he saw in Li Xiaoyao. As the head of a great family, Nangong Jing understood what it meant to have a highly gifted cultivator. With Li Xiaoyao's talent, provided that he was given time, reaching their level of cultivation was just a matter of time. Even pursuing higher realms was not impossible. Nangong Jing's thoughts were somewhat transparent to Li Pingshuang, and the other families could see right through as well. They did not intervene because they did not possess Nangong Jing's courage and decisiveness. Before long, they would regret not having come to the Li Family's aid today. "The Li Family and Nangong Family against the Luo Family, Long Family, Hehuan Sect, and Da Lin Temple—this is indeed going to be quite the spectacle," someone remarked. "Even with the Nangong Family's help, I still don't favor the Li Family's chances. After all, two in the Spirit Condensation Realm facing off against four is no numerical advantage at all," someone else commented. Zhou Lu and his companions exchanged a glance before shouting in unison, "I'll kill Li Xiaoyao!" "Attack!" As the command was given, six great family guardians of the Human Realm burst into action almost simultaneously. Six nearly heaven-defying auras shot up like invisible columns of light into the sky. Li Pingshuang alone held off Luo Er and Long Yan, while Nangong Jing engaged Monk Yuan Ling, and Zhou Lu fought Li Xiaoyao. The great battle of cultivators in the Spirit Condensation Realm had everyone's eyes glued, afraid to blink and miss a single detail. But the speed of such elite combatants was too fast; so fast that the spectators could only see the bursts of energy and hear the sonic booms. Zhou Lu's figure streaked like lightning, rushing forward with a simple punch that contained unrivaled energy, aimed to smash into Li Xiaoyao. Li Xiaoyao stood immovable as a mountain, his face slightly lifted, the fierce gust created by the punch lifting his long hair into a flutter behind him. "Die!" Zhou Lu's low shout was like a heavy hammer, thundering across the land, and at the same time, his fist reached the front of Li Xiaoyao's face. "This power is strong," acknowledged Li Xiaoyao, a hint of solemnity and surprise in his eyes as he said, "But compared to me, it still falls short." Li Xiaoyao's right hand slowly reached out, his pristine palm like carved jade, stunning onlookers as it met Zhou Lu's attack head-on.