It was already night time and Yang Song was currently walking slowly on the street with his other appearance.

The dense light of the city reflected the prosperity and the advancement of the world. Similarly, the sound of cars and varying vehicles coming and going showed how far the year had gone by.

In Yang Song's heart, he subconsciously thought of a certain blue planet, which was his homeland in his previous life. There was not much difference on the surface, but the danger hidden in this world was far more terrifying than those of nuclear weapons on Earth.

Before long, he arrived at his living community.

Seeing the abnormally dark road, Yang Song let out a smile secretly.

'It seems like some people have come to trouble me again.'

In Yang Song's sight, he saw many figures blending with the shadow and darkness of the night, and without exception, all of them were eyeing the Yang Family courtyard.

While Yang Song was looking at those figures secretly, those people were also gazing at Yang Song. But in their view, he was just an ordinary middle-aged man without the breath of a martial artist. Knowing this, they only looked at him with disdain.

Yang Song naturally felt those disdainful eyes and the arrogant thoughts of those people, but he was not affected the slightest.

After becoming a Foundation Building Realm cultivator, Yang Song had developed the Spiritual Sense. It was just that he was not proficient in using it previously. But now, everything was easy to say.

Yang Song's current Spiritual Sense could spread as far as 170 meters' radius. With each small realm advancing, it would increase by 10 meters.

Now, within 170 meters' radius, Yang Song could see everything clearly and could determine those people's strength clearly.

Among them, the strongest was a 7th Tier Master, and the weakest was a 2nd Tier Master. There was a total of twenty of them.

From this lineup alone, it could be seen how determined they were to kill him. But he was still puzzled about it. On the bright side, he was only a 2nd Tier Warrior martial artist, how could there be so many Masters coming for his life? Was his strength exposed somehow?

But it was obviously impossible. He had always done things in a very concealed manner. Not to mention outsiders, even his descendants did not know his true strength and in their impression, he was just an old man who had just become a martial artist in his 100s.

In addition, as a cultivator, Yang Song was very confident in his ability to conceal his breath. Like now, those people were thinking that he was just an ordinary man without any strength.

Yang Song sighed secretly and put the doubts aside. Then, he walked into his courtyard without any hesitation.

In those people's view, they thought that this middle-aged man was an acquaintance of Yang Song.

When Yang Song came to the door, he filled in the password of the door and entered the villa leisurely.

Not long after, Yang Song, in his original appearance, came out of the villa with an elegantly decorated walking stick and walked to the rocking chair under the tree.

Just after Yang Song sat down and was about to close his eyes, several people of the twenty people leaped out and came to Yang Song.

The man in the lead had an eyepatch and a ruthless and cold face.

Seeing him coming over, Yang Song pretended to be surprised as he asked with a trembling voice, "W-who are you?"

"Hand over the formula of the Great Energy Pill if you don't want to die!" The man with the eyepatch said coldly.

Yang Song's face revealed a scared and tough expression at the same time and said shakily, "I-impossible! That's my ancestor's…"

Without waiting for Yang Song to finish, the man with the eyepatch and several other people behind him took out their blades with a swish and stared at Yang Song as if looking at the prey.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" The man with the eyepatch took a step forward and was about to slash the blade at Yang Song.

"W-wait, wait, I will give it to you! Please, just don't kill me!" Yang Song said with sweat oozing out on his forehead.

The man was surprised. He originally thought that this old man would not hand out such a precious thing even until death, but it turned out that he cherished his life so much.

"Humph, then do it quickly!" The man with the eyepatch yelled with a hideous face.

"Y-yes."

Then Yang Song tried to calm his shaky hand and reached into his pocket to take out a piece of folded paper that looked very old.

Afterwards, he handed it to the man with his wrinkled hand.

The man took out swiftly and unfolded the paper. Soon, he finished looking through all the content on the old paper.

His eyes gleamed slightly and his gaze fell on Yang Song's body. Immediately, he raised his foot and kicked Yang Song's chest with all his strength as if to make sure that with just one kick, Yang Song would die instantly.

Bang!

Yang Song flew out uncontrollably and hit the wall of his villa dozens of meters away. Blood flowed out of his mouth and soaked his clothes instantly. His eyes were still open but his breathing stopped, and even his heart stopped working.

The man with the eyepatch walked over and glanced down at Yang Song's body condescendingly as if looking at a dead dog. But to make sure that Yang Song was really dead, he moved his blade and pierced Yang Song's heart.

Yang Song's body was still motionless and blood flowed out of the wound on his chest smoothly.

Then, the man looked into the villa. There was another person inside, but it seemed like he was not aware of the situation inside. The man felt that it was not necessary to kill that ordinary man either.

With that, the man and his team jumped into the air and left this place silently.

…

After making sure that those twenty people had already left completely and there was no one spying around, Yang Song opened his eyes leisurely and got up from the ground.

Then, with one step forward, the blood and dirt on Yang Song's body were washed away strangely and his appearance changed into another young person magically.

Yang Song looked in the direction where those people left and let out a sneer, "Humph, it seems like another force in Martial City will have to crumble down."

Previously, Wu Dahai came to trouble him and died under his hand, and thus made the Wu Family's business break apart and was gobbled up by other forces. Wu Dahai was the main pillar of the Wu Family, without Wu Dahai, the Wu Family was nothing.

At the moment, all the Wu Family members were like rats running across the street. Even if they still had martial artists under them, it was useless. Without the support of Wu Dahai, it would be strange if the Wu Family could still stand against the chaotic wave.

And now, another family was finding their own death.

Yang Song was not completely sure which family those people earlier came from, but he had a rough guess in his mind.

In Martial City, the biggest pharmaceutical company was the Azure Silk Pharmaceutical which belonged to the Li Family. Not long ago, two killers from the Papa Devil Organization tried to kill him. After the interrogation, he found out that the Li Family was the main culprit behind it.

Not long after, even the Devil Master was dispatched, but that guy still died under him.

The Li Family had spent so much money to kill him, but in the end, it was all spent in vain. For this, the Li Family of course hated him to the bone and could not wait to take his life as compensation.

Finally, they found an opportunity and 'killed' Yang Song successfully.

The so-called "opportunity" was, Yang Haodong left Tong City for business, and Yang Haonan was temporarily occupied by the mess generated by the Li Family in the form of a business war.

With the two Masters being distracted, the Li Family clutched this golden opportunity in hand and killed Yang Song.

Yang Song had not found the Li Family to settle accounts yet, but they came to trouble him once again.

Such a hateful Li Family, if Yang Song did not take revenge, he would write his name upside down and put down his cultivation to generate world peace!

…

Martial City, Li Family.

Li Wanjing was looking at a piece of old paper in his hand excitedly. Next to him stood several people in black. One of them was a man with a red eyepatch.

"Patriarch, should we destroy the Yang Family completely after this?" The man with the eyepatch asked calmly.

Li Wanjing took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement, "That is a matter of course. If we allow this Yang Family to rise, our family will face danger. But now that we have the formula of the Great Energy Pill, that danger has perished. However, an injured dog will bite when it meets its dead-end. So tonight, the Yang Family will become histo-"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, there was an explosion and the door of the villa was blasted open. Several people crashed inside along the way before falling down, breathless.