Countless sharp edges enveloped the surroundings, forming a forbidden domain!
"No!!"
The elder cried out in alarm, yet found himself amidst the sharpness, raising his long sword, fighting with all his might.
However, that saber light was too frightening... many in this world wield a saber, but in all his life the elder had never seen blade light or saber technique like this.
He didn’t know, this was Chu Qing’s later realization of ’Heaven and Earth, Ghosts and Gods are All Helpless’!
Able to traverse the Three Realms, who can stop it!?
Covered in its brilliance, lay a light of despair!
As the saber light subsided, the elder stood stupefied, in front of him a scene of Asura.
The saber light shredded the bodies, Taiheng Sect’s disciples were cut to pieces.
Everywhere he looked, blood was flowing!
The elder withdrew his gaze from the bodies, looking again at his hand, the original sword was gone, only half a broken blade remained.
His entire being held no thoughts of killing Chu Qing, only confusion... why was he still alive?
In the distance, some Taiheng Sect disciples remained...
But none dared to approach, having lost the courage to oppose Chu Qing.
Earlier they declared he couldn’t kill them all; now they mingled with the corpses covering the ground.
Chu Qing’s blade angled downwards, blood dripping steadily onto the ground, forming sticky strands.
Passing over this sea of corpses, he approached the old man.
The elder had lost his former demeanor; even though he survived ’Heaven and Earth, Ghosts and Gods are All Helpless’,
his long sword was shattered, hairpiece lost, head covered in broken white hair, looking wretched and pale.
His eyes full of fear, anxiety, and confusion... like an ordinary wandering old man.
He looked up at Chu Qing, who slowly said:
"Not discerning right from wrong, good from evil; daring to act recklessly without knowing anything.
"Tonight, those who died are not wronged... I’m not Ling Beichen; he could be driven away by you Taiheng Sect having attachment to you, I don’t indulge you.
"You live because I spared you.
"Now, tell me, do you still want to kill me?"
"..."
The elder mumbled, his lips moving for a long time yet unable to utter a word.
Sweat poured as he shook his head repeatedly.
Couldn’t kill him, nor couldn’t touch him!
If you dared, it meant a sea of corpses!
He had no doubt, if Chu Qing really intended, the Taiheng Sect would be annihilated tonight.
"No more killing?"
Chu Qing laughed coldly:
"Then listen, I didn’t kill Li Junmo.
"It was Guan Changying, or maybe Li Junmo himself.
"In any case, this mess has nothing to do with me.
"If Taiheng Sect dares provoke me again, I’ll wipe you all out!!
"Do you understand!?"
The elder shook his head repeatedly, looking at Chu Qing with eyes filled with panic and fear, showing no shock at hearing it was Guan Changying who killed Li Junmo.
Clearly, he didn’t believe it at all...
Chu Qing shook his head.
A massive slaughter, most of the rage in his heart had been vented.
Raising his gaze to the majestic Sword Pavilion, he suddenly let out a cold snort, twisting the single sabre, then slapping the hilt.
The saber hummed and flew rapidly, striking the plaque with a resounding thud, embedding itself into the ’Sword Pavilion’ inscription.
The plaque emitted a cracking sound, faint fissures appearing, but not yet spreading.
With that, Chu Qing turned around, heading towards Wu Qianhuan and others.
Arriving at their side, he took Wu Qianhuan’s hand, glanced at Gentleness who stubbornly clung to Wuchen’s sleeve, refusing him to make a prayer gesture, and his mood suddenly brightened.
"Let’s go!"
He led Wu Qianhuan, pulling Gentleness, and guided Hua Jinnian and Wuchen, slowly toward the Taiheng Sect’s mountain gate.
The surviving Taiheng Sect disciples instinctively cleared a path, none daring to obstruct them in the slightest.
From afar, on a rooftop, Lan Shuyi, who had watched the entire scene unfold, couldn’t help but rub his forehead:
"Weren’t we supposed to not act impulsively... now things are really blown out of proportion."