"Breeze Brushing Willows?" Martial Heaven thought, utterly shocked. Can martial techniques truly be used to such an extent?
The panda charged in as well. Seeing Qin Yang already engaged with Martial Heaven, it immediately targeted the Ten Sons of Qin's demonic beasts, plunging into a fierce battle.
"You can't stop me," Qin Yang said slowly.
"Then try me! Let's see if I can stop you!" Martial Heaven roared furiously.
Qin Yang retreated, his figure flickering like a shadow in the wind.
Though Martial Heaven could sense Qin Yang's position when he entered hunting stance, he couldn't even begin to chase him down.
One by one, the elders' heads flew through the air, and demonic beasts fell in bloody heaps.
Qin Yang could have reduced them to dust, but he didn't.
Only the sight of mountains of corpses and seas of blood could bring him the slightest satisfaction.
Standing in the void above the ruined landscape, Qin Yang surveyed the field of corpses before turning his gaze to Martial Heaven.
"I tried. How is it?"
Veins bulged on Martial Heaven's forehead. Seeing Qin Yang's attention shift toward Nangong Ling, he hurried to her side.
But at that moment, Qin Yang flew in the opposite direction, slaughtering the remaining Qin Family members.
The demonic beasts had submitted to the Qin Family merely to survive in this secret realm. Now facing the god of slaughter that was Qin Yang, their wills shattered.
One by one, the beasts roared in fury, but against Qin Yang, they could only fall in reluctant submission.
Various martial techniques were unleashed: the heaven-shaking divine sword moved with peerless dominance, frost and flames swept all before them, true qi coiled like an unstoppable dragon, and the Blood Jade Twin Swords carved a bloody path across the land...
What should have been a brutal, one-sided slaughter became a display of breathtaking artistry under Qin Yang's mastery of martial arts.
Martial Heaven longed to pursue, thinking that even a single beast blocking Qin Yang's path might give him a chance to close the distance.
But none could.
Every opponent, every beast, fell in a single strike. No one could withstand even a fragment of Qin Yang's power!
"Teacher Martial, take me away from here!" Nangong Ling pleaded desperately. "Once we're out of this secret realm, Qin Yang will be powerless!"
"Despicable!" Martial Heaven roared. "Since when does the Celestial Academy abandon its students to flee alone?"
Yet inwardly, he felt utterly helpless. The former Combat Zongshi, now known as the Combat Star, found himself toyed with like a puppet on a string by Qin Yang!
With Lou Mengyu and Jin Wanshan gone, Qin Yang faced no restraints. Though Martial Heaven feared nothing, he couldn't stop Qin Yang's rampage.
He knew that if he pursued, Qin Yang would kill Nangong Ling. To protect the girl, he had no choice but to remain behind.
Frustration made his fists clench so tightly that the space around him began to fracture.
He couldn't resist breaking the drug's effect!
"Teacher Wu!" Nangong Ling shouted in terror.
Martial Heaven secretly sighed in relief. Thank goodness he'd regained his composure. If he'd broken the drug's effect, the entire secret realm would have collapsed, and even he would have perished.
"Qin Yang!" Martial Heaven gritted his teeth, his eyes locked on Qin Yang's figure.
Everywhere he looked, not a single living soul remained.
Qin Yang flew back to face Martial Heaven, his voice dripping with amusement. "It seems you've truly kept your word about not interfering in the Qin Family's internal affairs."
Seeing Martial Heaven's face contorted with anger, Qin Yang chuckled softly. "I'm purging my family's ranks. Why are you so upset?"
He gestured toward the direction where the Fire Dog and others had fled. "Are you certain you want to protect Nangong Ling while sacrificing everyone else?"
Martial Heaven's expression shifted, his eyes widening.
Qin Yang continued, "Nangong Ling is one of the Eight Divine Clans. But Gongsun Ming and Lou Mengyu aren't? And those people you rallied? They'll all perish. The Celestial Academy's reputation will be ruined by your hand."
Martial Heaven remained silent.
Qin Yang was offering him a choice! Forcing him! Martial Heaven understood now - this was Qin Yang's method of killing through psychological torment! Not just aimed at him, but at Nangong Ling too.
Nangong Ling's face twisted with despair as he struggled to speak. "It's just three demonic beasts! They might not be able to stop everyone! They'll be fine!"
Turning to Martial Heaven, Nangong Ling nearly broke into tears. "Teacher Martial, you can't abandon me!"
"What's wrong? Is it difficult to choose?" Qin Yang glared coldly at Martial Heaven. "Every moment you hesitate now, more people will die."
"You bastard!" Martial Heaven roared, throwing a punch.
Qin Yang's figure blurred, disappearing ten zhang away.
Martial Heaven chased after him, keeping Qin Yang at a distance while blocking his path to Nangong Ling. But he couldn't close the gap - if he moved too far, he'd lose control!
"We'll have to fight to the death eventually, but..." Qin Yang's lips curled slightly. "Not until all the doomed have perished. Don't be impatient."
Martial Heaven gasped for breath, feeling his mind unravel under Qin Yang's pressure.
"You claim to stop me, but what can you truly prevent?" Qin Yang's hand flicked, summoning the Dragon Song Bow.
He nocked an arrow and drew the bowstring taut, aiming at Martial Heaven. The arrow pulsed with mysterious energy.
Below, Nangong Ling was about to seize the opportunity to slip away when he sensed the fluctuations on the arrow. His eyes widened as he shouted upward at Martial Heaven, "Teacher Wu, save me!"
Martial Heaven frowned. The arrow was clearly aimed at him, yet Nangong Ling was being far too...
A dragon's roar echoed through the air. The Dragon Song Bow's sound, capable of disrupting all five senses, proved ineffective against Martial Heaven. Yet this arrow still made his heart tighten.
It was clearly aimed at him, yet somehow it wasn't!
"This is the Nangong Clan's Shocking Feather Arrow Technique, fifth arrow - Shape-Shifting Shadow..." Nangong Ling didn't finish his sentence. An arrow pierced his abdomen, leaving a wound even more horrifying than Jin Wanshan's. Blood gushed out, mingling with shredded intestines.
"What? You actually know the Nangong Clan's secret art, the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique?" Martial Heaven couldn't believe it. At that moment, Qin Yang was nocking a second arrow, and this one was also aimed at him!
"That arrow was to avenge Jin Wanshan. This one will take your dog life." Qin Yang smiled faintly.
The dragon's roar echoed again. Martial Heaven tried to rush forward to protect Nangong Ling, but realized this arrow was actually aimed at him.
Truth mixed with deception, reality blending with illusion - it was enough to drive Martial Heaven mad. He swung his fist, the dark gleam on his hand still far from the arrow when it suddenly exploded into fragments!
"This..." Martial Heaven froze in shock.
Nangong Ling stared at the incoming shower of arrows, despair etched on his face. "The sixth arrow of the Shocking Feather Arrow Technique..."
"Damn it!" Martial Heaven reacted too late.
He watched helplessly as Nangong Ling's body was pummeled by the arrows, first pierced through like a sieve, then reduced to a bloody paste.
"Speak! What could you possibly stop me from doing?" Qin Yang stood over the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, his gaze icy. "Apart from forcing Lou Mengyu to kill himself, what else can you achieve?"
Qin Yang's face twisted into a grotesque mask. "Tell me! What else can you do?!"