Chapter 2296 - 2297: Summit of the Tianshan Mountains

On the snow-capped Tianshan Mountains, two peaks stood facing each other, one to the south and one to the north, separated by more than ten miles, resembling two giants.

Old Cat and Yanzi reached the summit of Tianshan only to discover that the mountaintop was packed with people, astonishing both of them.

Most of the crowd consisted of yellow-skinned, black-eyed Asians, but there were also some Africans, Caucasians, and Latinos.

There were even some bizarre-looking creatures that seemed three parts human, seven parts ghost.

These people exuded powerful and fierce auras, revealing themselves to be cultivators and great masters from around the world.

On the mountaintop, there were numerous people, and most cultivators clustered together in formations.

A few stood alone, clearly self-assured loose cultivators.

The mountaintop, almost a thousand people strong, was utterly silent.

Everyone held the same pose, craning their necks to look towards the North High Peak of Tianshan.

Yanzi and Old Cat exchanged glances, both too stunned to speak.

They had never imagined that while the foot of the mountain was deserted, the summit would resemble a bustling market.

Yet with so many people, it was eerily quiet, creating a somewhat haunting scene.

Following the gaze of the crowd, Yanzi tiptoed to look towards the North High Peak.

Atop the North High Peak, a man in his thirties with black hair draping his shoulders stood wearing a pale yellow Taoist robe, hands behind his back.

His eyes did not regard the crowd but gazed indifferently into the void.

It seemed that no one in the world was worthy of even a glance from him.

From so far away, Yanzi couldn't make out his features yet instinctively felt this man was extraordinary.

He emitted an invisible aura, like a mountain, like a sea, like an abyss.

Despite standing so small under the vast sky, in the eyes of the crowd, he appeared giant-like, imposing.

With just a glance, Yanzi's heart involuntarily clenched, holding her breath.

"This is a major scene; I must broadcast it live."

Old Cat's eyes lit up, hastily setting up various livestream equipment and adjusting the camera lens and focus, preparing for the stream.

Yanzi rolled her eyes at him, suddenly realizing the strange young man who had been following her had disappeared again.

She looked at the Taoist on the North High Peak, knowing he must be the renowned ancestor Qian Kunzi of the Kunlun Mountains.

Yet Master Yang, whom she held dear in her heart and dreams, was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, she didn't know when the strange young man appeared again.

He walked forward leisurely.

Yanzi opened her mouth to call out to him.

But inexplicably, Yanzi suddenly found his aura compelling, instantly rendering her silent.

"Yang Fei, you've finally come."

"Greetings to Master Yang, may Master Yang live as long as the heavens."

"Little Bird Yang, why dawdle around, coming only now?"

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Yanzi was watching, and a group of people rushed over, surrounding the strange young man.

Some embraced him warmly, while most respectfully knelt on the ground, prostrating.

With the appearance of the young man, the silent summit of Tianshan suddenly became lively, like a calm water surface struck by a giant stone.

Yanzi's mouth gaped open wide, staring at the young man who climbed the mountain with her.

Old Cat, busy with equipment, also gaped mouth open.

"Is he, is he, is he Master Yang Fei?"

Yanzi felt her mind suddenly lacking, looking at Yang Fei in blank amazement.

Old Cat squeezed out one sentence.

"It seems like it… hey, didn't you say he was your relative?"

Yanzi stared dumbly at Yang Fei, gradually revealing excitement and admiration in her eyes.

"Now I remember, it is him, really handsome! Just like the heroic figure I imagined."

This strange young man was, of course, Yang Fei.

Recognizing Yanzi as a member of the Imperial Wang Family of the Capital, it was natural for him to allow Yanzi up Tianshan as a protector.

The cultivators from Yinxue Tower had already arrived.

An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, Sword Emperor, Wen Taikang, Mad Blade, and others hurried ahead.

Yinxue Tower's allies, including the Kunlun Mountains, Kongtong Sect, Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Four Spirits League, etc., arrived respectfully.

In the last Yinxue Tower battle, the Kunlun Mountains lost three of the Four Great True Persons.

Even Dao Hezi, Sect Master of the Kunlun Mountains, couldn't escape.

The remaining True Man Dao Hezi and more than twenty Kunlun Mountains disciples were placed on the Book of Life and Death by Yang Fei, losing control over their fate.

This shocked all alliance sects contemplating both these and those sides.

This time Yang Fei and Qian Kunzi engaged in battle; these parties dared not be careless and hurried to the summit of Tianshan to assist.

Yang Fei walked forward steadily, with numerous cultivators cheering wherever he passed.

All who belonged to Yinxue Tower and allied sects knelt on the ground.

Instantly, wherever Yang Fei walked, a mass of people knelt in black formation.

Yanzi admired aloud softly.

"This is the true grandmaster of the cultivation world, the number one power on earth!"

Old Cat cried in agony beside her.

"Oh no, my server can't handle this influx; where did all these viewers come from? This is going to break the internet!"

He frantically fiddled with the livestream equipment, near tears.

Yanzi glanced at his screen and was shocked.

In just a few minutes, Old Cat's livestream room had surged to over 100,000 viewers!

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Yang Fei's footsteps remained unhurried, heading straight for the North High Peak.

His aura gradually amassed, about to erupt.

Finally, Yang Fei halted, less than a kilometer from the North High Peak.

On the North High Peak, Qian Kunzi stood with hands behind his back, looking down at Yang Fei.

Their gazes met in the air as if invisible sparks flew out.

After a brief moment, Yang Fei, under everyone's watch, coldly sneered.

"Qian Kunzi, you're hundreds of years old, yet you trouble my women; do you have no shame?"

The protective array Yang Fei set up in the Longyuan Villa District couldn't allow even Foundation Building Cultivators to directly capture people from the villa, not easily breached.

Only an old monster like Qian Kunzi at the Nascent Soul Stage could break his array and kidnap three women.

Qian Kunzi looked nonchalantly at Yang Fei, speaking leisurely.

"At our realm, mortals are but ants."

"The so-called law and morality mean nothing to us; would you follow an ant's moral and legal standards?"

With that, Qian Kunzi pointed at Yang Fei.

"All I want is a fair fight with you."

Yang Fei sneered, slowly extending his fist.

"My life's mission is to fight people like you who disregard life, thinking yourselves high and mighty."

He roared: "Bring it on."