Seeing this scene, Xue Fiend’s expression shifted slightly. However, things hadn't reached their worst yet. From his perspective, Qingyun Daozong had only sent one individual from the Xuandan realm, leaving ample room for negotiation.
“Your Highness, our Blood Puppet Sect regrettably killed a disciple of your esteemed sect. Those subordinates responsible have already been executed as punishment!”
“Furthermore, our Blood Puppet Sect is willing to withdraw from the territory near Qingyun Daozong, ensuring that we will never again trespass into your sect’s domain. What do you say?”
With Lin Ang standing alone, Xue Fiend’s tone grew a little more confident. “Everyone can take a step back… that’s only right…”
However, before Xue Fiend could finish speaking, Lin Ang frowned. “Noisy!”
“This Lord Lin came here today to eradicate everyone in your Blood Puppet Sect. Do you think I’m joking with you?”
The moment his voice fell, Lin Ang lightly raised his hand, gripping the long sword ‘Qing Yuan’.
He channeled the Dacheng Sword Intent, imbued with the ‘Qingyun Cangsheng Dao Jue’.
With a downward slash, it instantly transformed into a wisp of scarlet-blue, an incomparably bright and majestic sword energy.
It pressed down with immense force.
Before Xue Fiend could react, his body was cleaved in two by that ray of sword energy, killing him on the spot.
“Damn it!”
“Damn it!!!”
To the side, the three remaining elders of the Blood Puppet Sect, witnessing their invincible and formidable Sect Master Xue Fiend, a living, breathing person, cut in half without even a scream, were utterly terrified!
They immediately fell to their knees!
“It wasn’t our intention to kill a disciple of your noble sect! Our subordinates acted by mistake!!”
“Please spare us, Your Royal Highness!!!”
“Forgive us!!”
The three Blood Puppet Sect elders were so petrified that their aged bodies trembled, and they kowtowed frantically, like garlic being pounded! Their voices grew hoarse from the trembling as they wailed desperately for help!
They were cracking with fear!
It was only at this moment that they truly understood what kind of entity their Blood Puppet Sect had offended!
Lin Ang’s tone was indifferent. “No need to say more.”
As his words concluded, another sword strike descended.
The bodies of the remaining three elders were annihilated in the surging sword energy. Only their three heads remained, rolling gruesomely on the ground.
“Yiyi, collect their heads and bring them back to Qingyun Daozong,” Lin Ang said calmly.
The girl behind him nodded obediently.
Lin Ang, meanwhile, took possession of their storage rings. He immediately inspected the storage ring of Sect Master Xue Fiend.
As expected, inside the ring was an ancient martial arts cheat sheet. Although Xue Fiend couldn't fully comprehend its mysteries, he clearly knew it was extraordinary, which is why he always kept it with him.
“This must be… that fortuitous martial arts scripture, right?” Lin Ang smiled faintly.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, in an attic within Qingyun Daozong where core disciples resided, Lu Ming sat quietly in his room.
With a surge of qi within his body, his cultivation broke through! He reached the fifth level of the Yunling Realm!
“The Yunling Realm, fifth level!!”
“Excellent!!”
Lu Ming smiled with satisfaction.
He had just received news that a few months prior, in Nether City, near the Far North, someone had witnessed a celestial phenomenon one night: the stars were chaotic, and nine ice dragons soared into the sky.
They hovered at the edge of the void, their dragon cries echoing for nine days, their mournful wails continuing for ten days and ten nights. Behind the Nine Dragons was a colorful ice coffin, pulled by the dragons.
Inside the ice coffin, the sound of scriptures being recited, as if from ancient times, was majestic and distant. The content was unknown.
Above the void, a mirage appeared, showing palaces and grand halls from thousands of years ago, floating in mid-air. Figures of people who had been dead for millennia appeared in the mirage, vibrant and alive.
It was clear that in the Far North, a Chaos Lingbao must have been born, and a secret realm had opened, triggering the visions of stars and mirages!
“A Chaos Spirit Treasure… Such an existence! If I can obtain it by chance, I will surely soar to the heavens and stand at the pinnacle of the entire Dao Domain!!”
“To enter the secret realm, my cultivation must break through to the eighth level of the Yunling spirit…”
“There’s still more than a month… With Master’s help, I will definitely be able to do it!!”
Lu Ming made up his mind.
However, for some reason, his beautiful master had been appearing less and less frequently recently, only offering guidance when he was practicing.
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