Boom rumble rumble!!
Terrifying tremors echoed through the entire city, and countless horrified gazes turned toward the source.
Some had seen that blood light land above the Wang Clan estate, and just as they looked over, everything changed in a flash.
Screams rang out one after another, most of them cut short mid-cry, shredded into pieces by Blade Qi.
Wang Qinghe, a Qi Origin Realm expert, was no exception—he had no power to resist.
In an instant—
The splendid mansion collapsed into rubble, a river of blood flowed, tens of thousands of corpses piled up.
Old Demon Lin laughed in satisfaction.
Without a Heaven-Man Realm expert, the Wang Clan was as weak as ants in his eyes.
Wherever the blood-colored Blade Qi passed, nothing could stop it. Viewed from the void, the crisscrossing blade marks were especially horrifying.
In just a few breaths, the Wang Clan, which had thrived for centuries, was nearly wiped out.
Only a few lucky survivors trembled in the ruins.
Old Demon Lin sneered and glanced behind him before turning into a blood light and soaring into the air again.
Under normal circumstances, he could slowly root out every last one, but now with General Shenyu hot on his heels, he couldn't waste too much time. His burst of power just now had bought him only a few breaths.
"Shenyu, if you've got the balls, keep following. If you piss me off, I'll butcher a few cities just to make my point!" Old Demon Lin laughed wildly.
Several blood-colored blade flashes slashed down into the city, causing more death and injury, scaring countless onlookers into retreat.
General Shenyu arrived above the ruins of the Wang Clan estate, his face like iron.
He had been chasing Old Demon Lin for more than half a day.
During that time, Old Demon Lin would occasionally burst into speed, trying to shake him off—he was used to it by now.
Just now, Old Demon Lin had accelerated again, and as usual, he fell behind—he didn't expect Old Demon Lin to detour and annihilate the Wang Clan.
Only now did General Shenyu realize Old Demon Lin's true intention.
Too bad.
He was already too late.
Looking down at the nearly destroyed Wang Clan, General Shenyu suppressed his anger.
He knew this was Old Demon Lin taking revenge on Wang Clan Patriarch—but it also slapped the face of both him and the Great Yan Dynasty.
Wang Clan Patriarch was working for the court—if there was no resolution to this, who else would dare work for the court in the future?
"Looks like we'll need to give Wang Quan some serious compensation later." He thought to himself.
Below—
Some surviving members of the Wang Clan cried out to General Shenyu:
"Lord, please stand up for our Wang Clan!"
Some of them had been lucky enough to hide in remote corners, narrowly escaping the blood Blade Qi. Others had been outside the estate and witnessed the devastation. They were all stunned—disaster had fallen from the sky, and they didn't even know who the enemy was. RＡ₦օ₿Êš
General Shenyu didn't speak, only nodded slowly.
He stared at the disappearing blood light in the distance.
Cyan light flared from his chest again as he resumed the pursuit.
He had no time to stay and clean up. The remaining Heaven-Man Realm experts would arrive shortly—they could handle the rest.
…
Moments later—
Green Ox Bladesman was the first to arrive in the city.
The chaos within made him frown.
The residual fluctuations of heaven and earth energy quickly helped him lock onto the source—
The Wang Clan estate.
But it was now nothing but rubble.
The city governor and many martial experts stood in shock before the ruins, trying to clean up the aftermath. Just then, another terrifying fluctuation came from the distance.
Everyone's heart skipped wildly—they had no idea what kind of evil day this was.
Why were Heaven-Man Realm experts showing up like cabbages, one batch after another?
Especially this batch—far more numerous than the last.
But someone recognized a few familiar faces—especially the Wang Clan disciples—they almost wept with joy.
"Patriarch! Patriarch, you're finally back!"
The surviving Wang Clan members finally found their pillar of support.
Their cries were heart-wrenching.
"It's all gone!"
"Centuries of legacy—gone!"
"Patriarch, you must avenge the Clan Head! They died so horribly!"
Wang Clan Patriarch landed before the "familiar ruins," his mind dazed by the wailing around him, like a dream.
He had gone out for one trip—and came home to nothing?
His bloodshot eyes locked onto a clansman beside him, voice hoarse:
"What exactly happened?"
The clansman tearfully recounted what had occurred.
Wang Clan Patriarch screamed miserably, his body swaying, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His already weakened condition became even worse.
Only now did someone notice something wrong—he was missing an arm!
Everyone was shocked.
"Patriarch, your arm...?"
Wang Clan Patriarch ignored them, only howling at the sky:
"Old Demon Lin! You and I are mortal enemies!!"
The others looked at his madness with mixed expressions.
The court's Heaven-Man experts offered soft words of comfort.
Daoist Longshan and his two companions remained calm—but inwardly delighted.
Especially Lord Xiaoyao—he even cursed in his heart, "Serves you right."
But then, Daoist Longshan's heart suddenly thumped.
He remembered that slash from Old Demon Lin before his breakout—aimed at him and Wang Clan Patriarch.
Did that mean Old Demon Lin hated them most?
Now that Old Demon Lin still had time to wipe out the Wang Clan while fleeing—it showed just how vengeful he was.
Then what after the Wang Clan?
Daoist Longshan sensed General Shenyu's lingering aura and saw the direction it extended toward—
His expression darkened.
That was… the direction of Zhenwu Mountain!
In that moment—
He couldn't sit still.
If Old Demon Lin destroyed Zhenwu Mountain—he would go crazier than Wang Clan Patriarch.
Without hesitation—
Daoist Longshan erupted with full force, activating the Heaven-Man Unity Secret Art to boost his speed. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sky.
He was burning with anxiety.
Everyone else looked at each other, puzzled—they didn't understand why Daoist Longshan suddenly acted like that.
Only Lord Xiaoyao, who knew him well, narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing something.
He whispered to Daoist Baihe, and the two also soared into the sky.
The rest of the Heaven-Man experts gave a few brief instructions before following in pursuit.
Only Wang Clan Patriarch stood motionless, staring blankly at the sky.
His spirit was crushed.
He didn't know whether all his scheming had been worth it or not.
It felt like drawing water with a bamboo basket—everything in vain.
"Patriarch, you must pull yourself together! The Wang Clan still needs you!" a clansman begged tearfully. "Even if we lost the main estate, we still have the ancestral grounds and the branches. You mustn't fall!"
Wang Clan Patriarch shuddered and suddenly snapped awake.
That's right—there was still the ancestral land, still clansmen remaining.
There was still a chance to start over!
He couldn't fall.
If he fell—everything would truly be over.
He took a deep breath, gave a few instructions, and then also shot into the sky.
"Old Demon Lin, I will see you die with my own eyes!"
His eyes blazed with boundless hatred.
…
In the night sky—
General Shenyu and Old Demon Lin were still locked in their chase.
It had now been a full day and night since the battle at Deadfire Abyss.
Even with secret treasures and techniques, both were starting to show signs of fatigue.
But General Shenyu didn't dare relax.
After what happened to the Wang Clan, he now exploded into speed any time Old Demon Lin neared a city, sticking to him like glue.
If Old Demon Lin dared make a move—he'd seize the moment to close the gap.
Seeing this, Old Demon Lin could only give up.
He had been thinking of casually hurling a few slashes, but with General Shenyu watching so closely, he didn't want to waste effort on irrelevant targets.
He had to save some tricks.
Otherwise, General Shenyu might react in time when he struck the Zhenwu Sect.
"Once I destroy Zhenwu Sect, I'll immediately head for Blackwind Cliff!"
Sensing that less than forty percent of the Blood Demon Flower's power remained, Old Demon Lin made up his mind.
Zhenwu Mountain—was close.
General Shenyu saw that Old Demon Lin had moved away from cities and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
If Old Demon Lin had kept slaughtering indiscriminately, this operation wouldn't have been nearly as clean.
The chase continued.
Both men had already entered the mountains.
Suddenly—
General Shenyu frowned.
This route seemed familiar.
His eyes lit up in realization—though he had never been here, he had seen it on a map.
Zhenwu Mountain!
This was the road to Zhenwu Mountain!
Earlier, with Daoist Longshan's Heaven-Man Ceremony approaching, he had studied the area's layout. Now it all clicked into place.
"This old demon—after wiping out the Wang Clan, he wants to destroy Zhenwu Sect too!"
"Does he think I don't exist?!"
General Shenyu was furious.
His speed surged.
Old Demon Lin turned and gave a sinister grin:
"Figured it out, huh? Too late!"
"This seat is going to wipe them out right in front of your face!"
The Blood Demon Flower's power within him suddenly ignited with violent intensity, burning at dozens of times the previous rate. In an instant, less than thirty percent remained.
Old Demon Lin's speed skyrocketed, his face flushed bright red, his body glowing crimson, and blood patterns began to crack open.
Though this kind of outburst could only last a dozen breaths, it wasn't enough to shake off General Shenyu, but it was enough to temporarily open up some distance.
As the two chased and fled, Zhenwu Mountain appeared on the horizon.
General Shenyu was furious and anxious, and could only watch helplessly as Old Demon Lin charged toward Zhenwu Mountain. He could only roar a warning:
"A Heaven-Man Realm demon is attacking! Everyone on Zhenwu Mountain, be alert!"
Carried by the power of heaven and earth, the voice spread at incredible speed, even faster than normal sound.
Old Demon Lin grinned coldly, showing his sharp white teeth.
"A warning? What good is that?"
Beneath the Heaven-Man Realm, all were ants. Even if they were on guard, so what? They were doomed to be slaughtered all the same.
His pupils carried a bloodthirsty gleam. He gently waved his hand.
In that instant—
Waves of terrifying blood-colored Blade Qi slashed toward Zhenwu Mountain, just like when the Wang Clan was destroyed.
…
Zhenwu Mountain.
Since Daoist Longshan and the others had left, the guests had stayed put on Zhenwu Mountain, not daring to leave.
But after three days passed, a sense of unease began to stir.
As night fell—
Many had not yet gone to sleep. Instead, they gathered in the guest pavilions, discussing what to do next.
At that moment—
A thunderous roar echoed from the distant sky, jolting everyone awake.
"A Heaven-Man Realm demon is attacking! Everyone on Zhenwu Mountain, be alert!"
A Heaven-Man Realm demon?
Everyone's scalp tingled.
There was no time to think.
Figures rushed out one after another, landing on open ground or atop towers.
All eyes turned toward the terrifying blood-colored fluctuations in the distance, their faces full of horror.
In the night sky—
The white-haired old demon sneered cruelly as waves of blood-colored Blade Qi slashed down with dreadful force, like the end of the world.
Everyone trembled.
The strongest among them were only at the Jade Liquid Realm.
Before these Blade Qi imbued with the power of heaven and earth, they were far too insignificant.
Some summoned the courage to fight back, but before their Qi could even rise, it was crushed by the overwhelming pressure—shattered before the Blade Qi even reached them.
Despair spread across their faces.
They saw the approaching cyan streak of light in the distance.
The earlier warning voice had come from there.
They could already hear General Shenyu's angry shouts.
But it was too late.
Just a few breaths apart, yet it felt like an entire lifetime.
Even Luo Wentian and the others couldn't help but feel bitter and hopeless.
The gap was just too massive—too massive.
But then—
A shocking fluctuation rose from deep within the Zhenwu Sect!
Luo Wentian and the others jolted, excitement flooding them.
"It's the foundation of Zhenwu!"
Back when the Three Fiends of Iron Ridge attacked at night, this Zhenwu foundation had made an appearance—
But back then, everyone assumed it was only at the Qi Origin Realm.
Now, it seemed… that might not be the case?
The eyes of several Zhenwu true disciples were suddenly filled with hope.
The one making a move, naturally, was Ning Qi.
He was inside the Scripture Pavilion.
He had long sensed the two terrifying auras approaching from afar.
Even before General Shenyu's warning had been shouted, Ning Qi was already on alert, ready to act.
Once he heard General Shenyu's voice—
Ning Qi knew he had no choice but to step in.
He didn't appear in public, simply stared coldly toward the sky where the white-haired old demon hovered.
In a flash—
Ning Qi entered the state of Heaven-Man Unity.
His Innate Sword Body began to activate.
He felt better than ever—stronger than ever.
"Heavenly Sword Technique!"
He whispered in his heart.
All the immense, unimaginable Qi within him erupted, merging into the surrounding power of heaven and earth under his control.
Enhanced by the Innate Sword Body—
A Heavenly Sword took shape.
Ning Qi's face turned slightly pale, but his eyes were incomparably sharp.
This was his strongest sword yet!
"Go!"
It sounds long, but it happened in a single breath.
Just as Old Demon Lin's blood Blade Qi began to form, Ning Qi made his move.
Under countless eyes full of hope, the Heavenly Sword soared from deep within the Zhenwu Sect—
And shot into the heavens.
This sword—slays demons!