Only after Ling Xiao's figure disappeared did Xu Youwei let out a furious roar. Spiritual light surged erratically around him as he madly charged into the crowd.
"Everyone dies!You all have to die!!"
BOOM!
Heavenly light spurted wildly.Xu Youwei, who had been as docile as a dead dog in front of Ling Xiao, finally displayed his might before this group of Xuan Qing and Soul Sea disciples.
Wherever his figure passed,screams of agony were unceasing.
In just a short moment,the entire side hall was filled with a thick, bloody aura.
"Ah!!! A devil!!"
"Run!!!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless disciples scattered in a panic.Xu Youwei's figure finally stopped in the center of the hall.
He looked down at the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect disciple who held the spirit melon,his eyes already completely bloodshot.
"You...also want to steal my opportunity?" Xu Youwei's voice was noticeably hoarse, the expression on his face a terrifying, rigid mask.
"Xu... Senior Brother Xu, you..."
Thud!
Before the disciple could finish speaking,Xu Youwei's hand had already pierced through his chest.
"Se... Senior Brother!!!" The faces of the remaining few Cloud Millet Immortal Sect disciples instantly froze in shock.
They watched in horror as Xu Youwei slowly withdrew his hand,his blood-red eyes suddenly turning towards them.
Hisss!!
Outside the side hall, Ling Xiao watched coldly as this Cloud Millet Immortal Sect disciple, with his shattered Dao Heart and murderous demonic thoughts, grinned suddenly.
To the average person,the murderous Xu Youwei probably seemed more like the great villain.
Heh.
Does knowing how to kill make you a villain?
Am I too old, or is my blade too dull to even kill?
That's a narrow view, brother!
Killing a few rotten fish and shrimps,annihilating entire families or lineages over a simple disagreement – if Ling Xiao did that, he probably wouldn't live long enough to unlock the ninth seal of the Eight Desolates Glazed Pagoda before being surrounded and killed by the righteous saints of the Sacred Sect.
In the current Holy Land,conflicts in the four territories never ceased.
Even among the various human orthodoxies,there were attacks and fights.
But these were all just part of the Sacred Sect's method of controlling people.
If the world was peaceful and the sects harmonious,what order would the Sacred Sect need to manage?
But whether it was attacks or conflicts,there had to be a reason.
Otherwise,wanton slaughter, warmongering, or even showing signs of seeking unification would inevitably attract the Sacred Sect's attention, eventually branding one with the word 'demon' and facing Holy Judgment.
Besides,he was a demon to begin with.
On the immortal path,the mighty beings who ruled the world were all old monsters who had lived for thousands of years.
Their vision and insight were far beyond ordinary people's.
One careless move could lead to eternal damnation.
But Xu Youwei's Dao Heart shattering, plunging him into the demonic path, was indeed somewhat beyond Ling Xiao's expectations.
But just as well.This way, it could be considered he brought it upon himself.
Did you think Ling Xiao spared him out of kindness and mercy?
Don't joke. A merciful villain?
He'd probably get cursed like a dog again!
The Cloud Millet Immortal Sect had always been on good terms with the Qin Clan.These two supreme orthodoxies were, respectively, a mortal enemy of the Myriad Daos Demon Sect and an adversary of the Ling Clan.
How could Ling Xiao show them any mercy?
"Dieying, your chance to perform has arrived." Ling Xiao grinned. Within the Eight Desolates Glazed Pagoda, Dieying's eyes suddenly snapped open. On her peerlessly beautiful face, a similarly enticing smile bloomed.
"Ah!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream instantly echoed through the hall.Ma Liang groggily opened his eyes and saw, not far away, Senior Brother Xu Youwei being lifted into the air by someone gripping his neck!
The aura around this Immortal Sect True Disciple had already weakened to its limit.
His entire body was covered in terrifying blood marks.
The marks were long and thin,exposing bone, clearly made by a sharp weapon.
The remaining few Immortal Sect disciples were already lying in pools of blood.
A thick,bloody aura filled the air, making the side hall of the ruins resemble a hellscape.
"Huh? That figure..." Ma Liang's face stiffened. He clearly saw that the figure who ruthlessly snapped Xu Youwei's neck was actually... Qin Clan young master, Qin Leng?!!
And in his other hand,the fiery spirit fruit glowed with spiritual radiance, appearing especially glaring.
Gulp.
Ma Liang hadn't seen clearly who kicked him unconscious earlier.
Could it be...
Ma Liang quietly shifted position,stuffed his head under a nearby corpse's backside, held his breath, and tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart.
Meanwhile,Qin Leng's gaze seemed to glance at him unintentionally before he turned and disappeared from the hall.
Only when the side hall fell completely silent again did Ma Liang cautiously stand up, his face utterly drained of color.
"Senior Brother Xu!!Fellow Junior Brothers!! I will not let you die with grievances unavenged!"
After speaking,he picked up Xu Youwei's corpse, turned, and frantically fled towards the outside of the ruins.
The Qin Clan!!!
Those hypocritical pretenders!
Qin Leng,you will pay the price!
At the same time, in another ancient hall within the ruins.
Several Qin Clan disciples looked at a cyan stone ancient pedestal before them,their eyes filled with joy.
On the pedestal,a dark green dagger emitted a faint glow, like a demonic trace.
"Good stuff..."
"Judging by this fluctuation,it's at least at the Divine Artifact level!"
"We've struck it rich!"
But just as one of the Qin Clan youths reached out to grasp the dagger, a dazzling cyan light suddenly descended from above, slicing him cleanly in two.
Gulp!
"Who's there?!"
The Qin Clan disciples'faces changed dramatically. Looking up, they saw a white-robed figure slowly descending, a hypocritical, cold smile on its face.
"Xu Youwei!!!!"
The crowd was shocked,their eyes filled with obvious disbelief.
"You!!! I knew it! You so-called famous, righteous sects are full of hypocrites!"
Actually, not entirely.
In this world,where there is light, there is always darkness.
The so-called righteous path isn't necessarily all chivalrous and supremely loyal.
But most of them followed doctrines,taking benevolence, joy, propriety, and righteousness as their sect rules.
However,people are flesh and blood; how could they not have desires in their hearts?
Call them hypocritical or sinister,people still prefer to stand in the sunlight, receiving praise and admiration.
What slightly puzzled the Qin Clan disciples was that the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect had always been friendly with the Qin Clan. Weren't Xu Youwei's actions now afraid of damaging the relationship between the two sects?
But upon second thought,they understood.
Young Master Qin Leng wasn't here;he had gone towards the central great hall.
With just the few of them,they were no match for this Immortal Sect True Disciple.
As long as he acted cleanly,leaving no survivors, who in these ruins would know how they died?
The allure of a Divine Artifact was simply too great.
"Xu Youwei, you beast in human skin! Heaven will punish you! Young Master Cold will not let you get away with this!" The Qin Clan disciples gritted their teeth, mustering all their strength to pounce towards Xu Youwei.
Escape was impossible.
Fortunately,before their journey, the Qin Clan elders had bestowed them with spirit talismans for communication.
They could only hope Young Master Cold would detect the danger here and come quickly to...save their skins!