Qin Yang's roar shook the heavens, his voice thick with uncontainable grief.
"Before your eyes, I could kill Nangong Ling. I could slaughter all of you. What... could you possibly do about it?"
Regaining his composure, a smile even surfaced on Qin Yang's face. "I'm about to hunt down those trying to escape the secret realm. Care to watch?"
Though his voice remained behind, Qin Yang's figure had already materialized a hundred zhang away!
Martial Heaven watched the now-deranged Qin Yang, his heart turning to ice. Knowing he couldn't catch up, he still had no choice but to pursue.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed. There was another survivor here—Qin Wuyi, whose limbs had been severed!
Watching Qin Yang's retreating figure, Martial Heaven's anxiety grew. He could only fly to Qin Wuyi's side.
Along the way, traces of battle became increasingly visible—more distinct, more horrifying.
Before long, they could see from afar the Three-headed Flame Hound, Nine-feathered Ice Phoenix, and Thornstone Turtle slaughtering members of the Qin Family.
As the peak combat force within the secret realm, even with Zongshi Realm experts and other mythical beasts resisting, it proved difficult to prevent the deaths of those Qin Family members with weaker cultivation.
The mere aftereffects of battle could reduce them to minced flesh.
The path to the secret realm's gate, the path to the Celestial Continent, had become a crimson road of blood!
"Qin Yang, you brat, wait for me!" The panda shouted, trailing behind. While his explosive power rivaled any opponent, sustained pursuit remained his weakness.
The panda halted, gasping for breath as Qin Yang's figure receded. A shadow of concern darkened his eyes. "That boy's gone mad..."
He could sense Qin Yang's emotional turmoil - moments of murderous intent followed by sudden calm. This frenzied state bordered on demonic possession!
"Qin Yang? The family head failed to eliminate him?" An elder stared in horror at the approaching figure, a sharp pain stabbing his chest.
"Do you recognize this?" Qin Yang's hand dripped with fresh blood.
The elder's eyes widened, voice trembling. "H-heart... a human heart."
Qin Yang smiled. "Right, that's correct. And... this is your heart."
Pop!
He crushed it between his fingers. The elder's face twisted in terror, his eyes frozen open in death.
The gruesome scene plunged the entire space into a heavy silence.
The air grew thick and oppressive, each breath a struggle.
"Sweet mother of—! I told you not to stick around for the show, but you wouldn't listen!" A middle-aged man's face turned green—he was the same man who had saved Nangong Ling at the Demon Hunter's Field.
Only he knew what kind of monster Qin Yang truly was. Facing Qin Yang, even fleeing for one's life would be difficult. He'd witnessed firsthand that Martial Heaven couldn't possibly subdue him!
Yet his friend had insisted on staying for the Eight Divine Clans' marriage alliance ceremony...
"Great. Now we're all stuck here!" The man choked back tears, his voice thick with despair.
Qin Yang ascended higher into the sky. Below him, a sea of Qin Family members writhed like ants, their agonized cries and wails rising in waves.
The Fire Dog trio pinned down one demonic beast after another. The creatures were already on the verge of collapse, and now a god of slaughter had joined the fray.
Qin Yang stood motionless, yet his presence froze everyone in place.
"In my name, I purge the Qin Family's ranks. Those not of the Qin Family, depart immediately," Qin Yang's voice cut through the air like frost.
The middle-aged man from earlier, as if granted amnesty, hastily led his companions in retreat. Mid-flight, they each summoned magical artifacts and soared skyward.
"I said those not of the Qin Family," Qin Yang declared. With a wave of his hand, a divine sword materialized in his grasp.
The middle-aged man's body tensed, and he abruptly halted mid-air.
"Why stop?" his companion beside him asked.
The man's face twisted in resignation. "We can't escape anyway..."
Noticing an Elder Qin among their group, the man felt as if he'd swallowed a fly. "We're merely here to assist Celestial Academy! We have no ties to the Qin Family and won't involve ourselves in their affairs. Please, Elder, don't drag us into this!"
The Elder Qin spat blood into the air in fury. "If you hadn't spoken—"
A divine sword split him in two, sending a bloody rain of organs and gore cascading downward.
"None left. No one from the Qin family remains here," the middle-aged man shouted from a distance.
Qin Yang nodded slightly.
The man exhaled in relief and fled without hesitation.
This ordeal had been a living nightmare, one he feared would haunt him for a lifetime.
"Qin Yang! You're going too far!" a Qin family member roared.
Among the evacuating crowd, only a handful of Zongshi Realm experts remained. The majority consisted of elderly, infirm, and women with children. Even the demonic beasts present were merely ordinary - completely powerless against Qin Yang's might.
"Going too far?" Qin Yang's gaze turned frosty as he looked down. "Impersonating my Qin family to seize power? You should have known the consequences."
"But that wasn't our choice! The family head made the decision!" someone protested loudly.
Qin Yang shook his head. "No words can save you now."
Turning to Martial Heaven, who had arrived only recently, Qin Yang smirked. "Guess how many of these people you could save?"
Seeing Qin Wuyi dangling from Martial Heaven's hand, his severed limbs already reattached, Qin Yang snorted derisively. "I almost forgot! But thank you for bringing him. Let him witness firsthand what becomes of his kind."
Qin Wuyi's eyes were vacant. He cursed Martial Heaven for saving him, wishing he'd been allowed to die!
Martial Heaven, unable to act recklessly, suppressed his emotions and spoke, "Cease this."
"Impossible." Qin Yang's face turned glacial, his killing intent unwavering.
"Stop!" Qin Wuyi screamed hysterically. "For the sake of our ancestors who served the Qin Family faithfully a thousand years ago, I beg you to spare them!"
The declaration plunged the crowd into shock.
Most of the Qin Family members below had no knowledge of this history. Hearing the truth from Qin Wuyi's lips, their hearts turned to ash.
So Qin Yang was truly a descendant of the Qin Family, while they - who had claimed the lineage - were the true imposters...
With this revelation, Qin Yang's purge of traitorous servants became justified - their deaths were more than deserved!
Martial Heaven trembled, unable to believe his ears. He stared at Qin Wuyi dangling in his grasp, the man's face twisted in broken madness. Where could he find even a shred of deception?
After a deep look at Qin Yang, Martial Heaven asked solemnly, "You... are truly a descendant of the Qin Family?"
Qin Yang snorted coldly. "Loyal? Now you realize your slave status as death approaches? Had you lived properly, you might have grown into a great clan. But you coveted the Eight Divine Clans' position, betrayed the Qin Family, and even sought to replace us..."
Qin Yang took a deep breath before continuing calmly, "If I were truly weak, you would have killed me long ago, allowing your plans to return to the Celestial Continent to succeed."
Looking at the terrified faces below, Qin Yang added, "And you would have enjoyed the God Dao Clan's glory. Who would remember you killed your own master?"
"None of you are innocent. All must die!"