Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Holy Maiden Pavilion.

Chen Longxiang naturally caught Xiao Yi's voice as well.

At this moment.

He stood arrogantly before the Seal Demon Stele, gazing at Fang Qingzhu, who was suppressed beneath it and unable to move. His face twisted with maniacal cruelty as he pointed downhill, sneering, "Fang Qingzhu, is that the wild man you've been pining for? Haha, such audacity! Not only does he dare to snatch my woman, but he also dares to storm my Baiyu sanctuary!"

Fang Qingzhu was in utter despair.

This Seal Demon Stele was no ordinary weapon; it was a special ancient treasure, said to have been crafted in the Ancient Times to suppress and seal the most vicious and wicked beings.

Under the stele's seal.

One could no longer draw energy from the heavens and earth; survival relied solely on their cultivation and vitality.

Moreover...

Within the stele's confines, cycles of cruel tortures such as ice, fire, and poison endlessly afflicted the suppressed.

Just as at this moment...

Fang Qingzhu felt as though her entire body was ablaze, as if roasted upon raging flames.

Intense burning pain consumed her, making her unable to stop trembling, biting her lip until blood seeped through: "Xiao Yi won't spare you..."

Slap!

Chen Longxiang swung his hand and struck Fang Qingzhu's face with a forceful slap.

Seeing the fierce mark of his palm on her face, Chen Longxiang sneered, "He won't spare me? Foolish woman, even now you're so naive, still dreaming that wild man will come save you? Aren't you unable to forget him? Don't you vow to be with him until death? I'll ensure you two never get what you wish for. I'll capture him, skin him alive in front of you, burn his Primordial Spirit with the twin flames of Yin and Yang, making him beg for life but not find death. And then—I'll marry you before his eyes, let him watch helplessly as you become my woman. Hahaha..."

Chen Longxiang was a man consumed by a terrifying desire for possession.

More importantly...

Ever since he had acquired the Baiyu sanctuary's founder's legacy in the forbidden grounds, earning the unanimous endorsement of the two Supreme Elders to replace Fang Ru as Baiyu's sacred master...

His possessiveness had spiraled to an unspeakable and even perverse level.

Because when they proposed for him to take on the position of sacred master, Fang Ru rejected the motion, citing Chen Longxiang's lack of Sacred Venerate Realm cultivation.

Yet Fang Qingzhu embodied the Ice Phoenix Physique.

To Chen Longxiang, she was the ultimate furnace; acquiring Fang Qingzhu would allow him to fully harness the icy dao of the heavens, ascend into the Sacred Venerate Realm, and truly claim dominion over Baiyu.

If it weren't for the fact that a furnace's power must be willingly offered...

He would have taken her by force long ago.

Chen Longxiang initially thought that after the wedding tournament, he could leverage this furnace's strength to ascend to the Sacred Venerate Realm and rule Baiyu unopposed.

But...

He never expected Fang Qingzhu to hold feelings for another man, to be devoted to him, unwavering even unto death. And that very man now appeared in Baiyu sanctuary, prepared to invade the sacred lands, brazenly challenging his authority.

Chen Longxiang wanted nothing more than to flay Xiao Yi alive, devour his flesh, and drink his blood.

"Madman, you're nothing but a madman..."

Fang Qingzhu's eyes burned with rage and despair.

Though she held blind faith in Xiao Yi, she had personally witnessed Chen Longxiang's strength; even though he hadn't yet entered the Sacred Venerate Realm, his combat power was undoubtedly on par with one of its great titans!

"You call me mad? Then open your eyes wide and see—for madness in its truest form..." Chen Longxiang snorted coldly.

He lifted the Seal Demon Stele effortlessly with one hand.

Swoosh!

With stele and body soaring into the air, Chen Longxiang flew straight to the pinnacle of the sacred mountain, landing the colossal Seal Demon Stele squarely in the central plaza, drawing every gaze toward him.

"That—that's the Seal Demon Stele! Beneath it lies the Holy Maiden—it's really her..."

"What is Chen Longxiang planning? Doesn't he fear the sacred master's wrath?"

"The sacred master's wrath? Now more than half of the elders and the two Supreme Elders support Chen Longxiang. Even if the sacred master wants to act, they'd surely think twice..."

Suddenly.

With a thunderous crash, Chen Longxiang slammed the Seal Demon Stele down onto the plaza's center, standing dominantly atop it, his hands clasped behind his back. His sharp gaze landed on Xiao Yi, who was walking up the mountain path. Smirking coldly, he said, "So you're the wild man, Xiao Yi? Weren't you going to storm the mountain and take Fang Qingzhu away? Now your woman lies crushed beneath my feet—if you have the power, why don't you come take her yourself?"

"Qingzhu..."

Xiao Yi's gaze focused immediately on Fang Qingzhu, trapped beneath the Seal Demon Stele.

Fang Qingzhu now looked disheveled, her body overwhelmed by black lightning, crimson flames, and azure whirlwinds.

The tormenting forces bound within the stele were meant to cycle through their affliction.

Yet under Chen Longxiang's control, they converged altogether.

Any single strand of those energies could render life unbearable—let alone dozens of such tormenting forces savagely descending at once. Fang Qingzhu's expression twisted in pain, her skin slick with cold sweat, veins of blood webbing beneath her skin. Yet she refused to let Xiao Yi worry, gritting her teeth as she struggled to shake her head at him.

She wanted to speak, but Chen Longxiang slapped her fiercely, preventing her from uttering a word.

Chen Longxiang crouched by the Seal Demon Stele.

Holding a knife in his hand, he stared at Xiao Yi darkly, his face filled with pride. "Xiao Yi, is it? You challenging the mountain? Taking her away? Vowing to kill anyone who harms her? Well, now I've harmed her—what are you going to do?"

Chen Longxiang grabbed Fang Qingzhu's hair, violently lifting her head.

Slap!

He struck her face again, swelling half of it grotesquely. "Oh, my, this sensation is extraordinary!"

He squinted at Xiao Yi balefully, then slapped her again and again. Yet Fang Qingzhu, enduring the pain, smiled at Xiao Yi through her tears. "Xiao Yi... don't worry about me. I... I'm fine..."

"You worthless wench, still defending that wild man, are you?"

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

"Cry—I want to see you cry!"

"You don't want him to worry? Then I'll force you to cry for him—cry!"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

One crisp slap after another landed on Fang Qingzhu's face. The more she endured the pain without showing weakness, the harsher Chen Longxiang's strikes became. "Still defending that wild man, eh? Let's see just how long you can endure this..."

Chen Longxiang flicked his wrist. A dagger gleaming with cold light turned in his palm.

The sharp blade grazed Fang Qingzhu's delicate face, leaving streaks of blood dripping down, her soft skin splitting away to reveal horrifying wounds.

Ssss...

Chen Longxiang extended his crimson tongue to lick the blood from the knife, his face deliriously euphoric as he closed his eyes in pleasure. Then he slowly opened them, fixing his mocking gaze on Xiao Yi once more. "Fang Qingzhu's taste is truly exquisite! Xiao Yi, you'd better hurry up here. If you don't, the only thing awaiting you might be a corpse, hahaha..."

Xiao Yi's eyes burned with fury.

He hadn't anticipated Chen Longxiang's depravity or his appallingly cruel methods.

Every slap landing on Fang Qingzhu's face felt like a dagger carving into Xiao Yi's heart.

Pain—unbearable pain!

Rage—unceasing rage!

Xiao Yi's body trembled with anger, his gaze icy as if capable of freezing the heavens and earth. His fury incarnated into an inferno threatening to explode from his eyes, as he roared through gritted teeth, "Chen Longxiang, you're dead. Mark my words..."