Many people present were aware of Jianzhu Sect’s plight, but now that Zhuxin as the sect master had arrived, and with Master Hengxu’s strange attitude, everyone wisely chose to remain silent.

The gazes on the scene quickly shifted to Fairy Zhuxin.

This sudden humiliation made the face of this Jianzhu Sect master flush red and white in alternation.

Her entire countenance tensed up, no longer showing her usual noble beauty, leaving only dark and uncertain oppression.

First there was Jian Chou opposing Jianzhu Sect, then Xu Lan’er, whom she had placed great hopes on, was eliminated from the small assembly with a single axe blow, and now there was Qu Zhengfeng wielding his sword to slaughter Jianzhu!

Although the sect’s disciples weren’t completely annihilated and a small portion survived, the entire Jianzhu Sect had suffered grave damage to its foundation.

Most importantly, and what made Zhuxin’s heart bleed the most, was the “Nine Curves River Map” hidden in the mountain wall pavilion of Jianzhu Sect!

All that painstaking planning, destroyed overnight like flowing water—

Wasted!

With this bitter frustration rising in her chest, Zhuxin had returned to Kunwu with a desperate determination to drag everyone down with her.

Since Jianzhu Sect had nothing left, then Yashan, the root cause of all this, shouldn’t expect to escape unscathed either!

Her delicate five fingers clenched together, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, under the gaze of the two great leaders of the Central Domain, she actually let out a cold laugh: “Zhuxin has truly seen the light today—is this how Kunwu and Yashan collude and harbor evil? For personal gain, disregarding the safety of our Central Domain’s three thousand sects, even condoning disciples within their gates slaughtering other sects!”

Harboring evil?

Condoning disciples within their gates slaughtering other sects?

What did these words mean?

The entire plaza suddenly fell into shocked silence.

Ordinary disciples still didn’t know about Jianzhu Sect’s destruction, so they were completely bewildered and understood nothing.

But those who knew of this matter were all secretly alarmed, knowing that today’s events would likely escalate significantly.

Not a single person from both Yashan and Kunwu sects had a pleasant expression.

This was Kunwu’s territory, so immediately a Kunwu steward elder pulled a long face and angrily rebuked: “Empty words without proof, malicious slander! For Fairy Zhuxin to speak thus—isn’t this inappropriate?”

“Malicious slander?”

Zhuxin sneered.

She suddenly raised her hand, sweeping her wide sleeve, pointing straight at Jian Chou: “This person! Two years ago killed my sect’s disciple Zheng Yun’er, and recently severely injured my disciple with cruel methods, severing all her meridians, leaving her nothing but a cripple! Not to mention this woman’s phantom body—blood flowing over white bones, full of demonic aura!”

On the heavenly path formed by the one hundred and nineteen Heaven-Connecting Platforms split into steps, Jian Chou’s footsteps immediately staggered.

However, Zhuxin’s accusations were far from over.

She withdrew her hand, and the next moment pointed straight at Fudao Shanren standing atop the Heavenly Halls!

“Yashan, a pillar of our Central Domain, leader of the three thousand sects, actually condones disciples under their tutelage to massacre my Jianzhu Sect, killing nearly a hundred elders and disciples in my sect. Now Jianzhu Sect is awash with blood, corpses piled like mountains! Fudao Shanren, what I say—is it true or not!”

“Boom!”

The entire venue was instantly shocked into silence!

Everyone began discussing among themselves.

The earlier accusations against Jian Chou were still acceptable—after all, everyone had some knowledge of the grievances at Black Wind Cave back then, plus Jianzhu Sect’s recent opposition to Yashan with constant minor conflicts, and everyone had seen Jian Chou’s phantom body.

So when Zhuxin spoke of Jian Chou, it wasn’t particularly shocking. But now she was openly claiming that Yashan disciples had massacred Jianzhu Sect?

This was absolutely unthinkable!

“How is this possible?”

“Must be a mistake, right?”

“But Jianzhu Sect doesn’t seem like the type to frame others with their own disciples’ lives…”

“…Massacre? How could that be possible…”

Countless people couldn’t believe it!

This incident had occurred not long ago, and ordinary disciples had been focused entirely on today’s small assembly, unlike their sect elders who had already received the news.

Now with the boiling discussions below, the sect masters and elders of the major sects above all fell into an eerie silence.

Fudao Shanren finally lifted his eyelids, his eyes showing a rare absence of any emotion.

Master Hengxu gazed at Zhuxin and said calmly: “Master Zhuxin, matters concerning sect annihilation are of grave importance and involve Yashan’s reputation. Please speak carefully.”

“Speak carefully? Ha!”

Zhuxin finally couldn’t help but laugh once.

Turning around, Zhuxin looked at the few remaining Jianzhu Sect disciples behind her, each wearing expressions like homeless dogs, constantly reminding her of the great calamity that had befallen Jianzhu Sect!

A century of painstaking effort, destroyed in a single night…

How tragic was this?

She struggled to suppress the bitterness in her heart and said: “Where is Pan Qi?”

“This disciple is here.”

Pan Qi, the cultivator who had previously been ordered to handle the Black Wind Cave matter, had somehow lost an arm. Hearing this, he was pushed forward by someone behind him and tremblingly bowed to Zhuxin.

This arm had been lost on the way back to Jianzhu Sect after the Black Wind Cave incident, when they encountered a beast tide.

A mountain tiger had charged at him, biting off his arm. Due to its deadly poison, it had never been reattached.

Since that incident, he hadn’t even participated in the small assembly, only recovering within the sect. Who would have thought…

“Today with the three thousand sects all present, speak clearly before Master Hengxu about the massacre and sect annihilation!”

The murderous aura in Zhuxin’s voice was no longer concealed.

Anyone who led a sect and encountered such annihilation would be unable to remain calm.

A taste of approaching madness surged in her chest as she clenched her fingers, her cold gaze sweeping across the Yashan disciples and elders nearby before finally settling on Fudao Shanren.

Pan Qi at this moment still bore much of his fellow disciples’ blood on his clothes. Recalling the recent scenes, he felt as if a nightmare was engulfing him again.

“After three breaths, those who aid Jianzhu Sect’s tyranny—die.”

These were the harsh words Qu Zhengfeng had left behind.

Standing in the plaza, Pan Qi felt his legs go weak and actually knelt down.

“Re-reporting to Master…”

His trembling voice bore no resemblance to the arrogant person who had been at Black Wind Cave.

From Yashan’s side, Yan Chensha and Qi Shaofeng had been responsible for handling the Black Wind Cave matter.

The beast tide incident had been orchestrated by Yan Chensha, so even seeing Pan Qi’s severed arm, he showed no particular expression. However, Qi Shaofeng seemed somewhat hesitant, glancing at Yan Chensha.

What kind of terrifying experience could torment a person’s character to such an extent?

“Several hours ago, this disciple and others were cultivating in the sect…”

Perhaps because he was recalling those blood-soaked scenes, Pan Qi’s words were broken and disjointed, even somewhat incoherent, but everyone still gleaned the information they wanted from his account.

That day, this disciple was cultivating in the sect when suddenly someone broke in, declaring his intention to slaughter Jianzhu.

Qu Zhengfeng had been representing Fudao Shanren traveling through the Nineteen Provinces for three hundred years and was quite famous. Some high-ranking elders and disciples of Jianzhu Sect recognized him. In their extreme anger, knowing the opponent had killing intent, they held nothing back and prepared to activate the mountain-protecting grand formation.

Who would have thought that with a single sweep of his sword, Qu Zhengfeng destroyed the entire formation!

Countless Jianzhu Sect disciples within the formation were all severely injured and near death!

With one man and one sword, he broke into Jianzhu, killing from the front hall to the back hall, leaving no survivors in his wake!

“In the entire sect, ultimately less than a quarter of the disciples retained their lives!”

By this point, Pan Qi was already crying bitterly, unable to speak through his tears.

“The perpetrator was none other than Qu Zhengfeng! We disciples saw clearly and could never be mistaken!”

Yashan, Qu Zhengfeng!

Like a boulder thrown into a small lake, it instantly caused everyone to lose their bearings.

“How is this possible?”

“How could Senior Brother Qu do such a thing?”

“Could they have seen wrong?”

“Could someone falsely accuse others of such things!”

…

Many ordinary cultivators present had heard of Qu Zhengfeng’s great name. When Jianzhu Sect suddenly made such claims, who would believe it?

For a moment, quite a few people began questioning Jianzhu Sect!

Only the sect masters and elders who had already received the news earlier maintained their silence, knowing that what this disciple said was true.

The ferment among ordinary disciples and the silence of their sect elders formed a stark contrast at this moment.

Seeing this, Zhuxin could no longer control herself and burst into laughter: “Hahaha, this is our Central Domain’s prestigious sect! Elder Fudao, Qu Zhengfeng is your disciple, and my sect’s surviving disciples all witnessed this with their own eyes. Can you still deny it!”

“Crunch.”

Fudao Shanren bit into a chicken leg.

Master Hengxu pondered for a moment before speaking peacefully: “The incident occurred suddenly, and we failed to prevent it beforehand. Please accept our condolences, Master Zhuxin. However, I wonder what Master Zhuxin’s intentions are now?”

“…”

These words undoubtedly confirmed that the Jianzhu Sect incident was true, and that Qu Zhengfeng was indeed the perpetrator!

All those who had been discussing suddenly fell silent as if slapped, all discussion immediately ceasing, so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard.

Zhuxin well knew that the relationship between Yashan and Kunwu wasn’t as harmonious as it appeared on the surface—after all, who didn’t have their grievances?

Now that Master Hengxu had stepped forward, this matter was probably half-settled.

Her heart felt satisfied.

That twisted pleasure of revenge surged over her, making even Zhuxin’s smile take on a somewhat ferocious quality.

“Blood debts must be paid with blood! The lives of hundreds of my sect’s disciples naturally require the perpetrator to repay! Yashan’s Jian Chou killed my disciple Zheng Yun’er and deserves death; Yashan’s Qu Zhengfeng massacred my Jianzhu Sect and deserves death!”

Blood debts paid with blood!

Everyone looked at Zhuxin’s radiant face, but could no longer see any rationality, only a sinister feeling that made them inexplicably uncomfortable.

Zhuxin glared at Fudao Shanren, her voice almost grinding through her teeth: “I request that Fudao Shanren hand over Jian Chou and Qu Zhengfeng for immediate execution to comfort the innocent souls of my Jianzhu Sect!”

Immediate execution?

Someone actually wanted to execute them on the spot?

Having been in the Nineteen Provinces for some time, this was the first time Jian Chou had heard such an unreasonable demand.

In that moment, she actually found it somewhat amusing.

Where did this Fairy Zhuxin get the confidence to dare speak such words?

She stood on the steps of the heavenly path, her back to the One-Person Platform still halfway behind her, gazing down below.

Fudao Shanren had slowly finished his chicken leg.

Hearing Zhuxin’s words, his face showed no extra expression whatsoever. He simply turned his gaze and immediately saw Jian Chou standing motionless in the distance, instantly frowning: “Girl Jian Chou, keep walking forward, don’t look back!”

Rolling sound waves broke through the clouds and fell into Jian Chou’s ears.

Slightly startled, she felt completely enveloped by this voice.

Turning her gaze, she met Fudao Shanren’s eyes. His usual impropriety had transformed into an almost sinister dignity.

Keep walking forward, don’t look back!

Time was limited to one moment—how could it be wasted?

Jian Chou understood his meaning and finally nodded, turning around to continue up the heavenly path!

With just this one exchange of words, one expression of meaning, everyone understood Fudao Shanren’s attitude.

With such a major incident occurring, and Zhuxin explicitly demanding that Yashan hand over Jian Chou for immediate execution, Fudao Shanren acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, directly telling Jian Chou to continue forward—

Clearly he had no intention of taking Jianzhu Sect seriously, clearly he had no intention of acknowledging Zhuxin’s demands!

In that instant, the rage that Zhuxin had been suppressing in her heart was finally triggered.

She stepped forward, her face already showing a ferocious expression: “Fudao Shanren intends to protect them to the end!”

“At Black Wind Cave, your Jianzhu Sect sent a group to surround and kill my disciple, yet Yashan hasn’t settled accounts with your Jianzhu Sect. Today you dare come knocking on our door! Immediate execution—by what authority do you dare to execute my Yashan cultivators!”

Fudao Shanren stood high atop the Heavenly Halls, his gaze cold and condensed, returning Zhuxin’s cold laugh with his own!

His originally disheveled dao robes seemed to emit light at this moment, making everyone afraid to look directly at him, fearing they might be harmed by the overwhelming pressure radiating from him.

By what authority do you dare to execute my Yashan cultivators!

What an arrogant statement!

What an outrageous statement!

Central Domain cultivators had only dared to discuss such viewpoints privately, never daring to speak so openly.

Moreover, today was the Left Three Thousand Small Assembly with three thousand sects all present, and the one speaking these words was Fudao Shanren, who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Master Hengxu!

For a moment, countless people drew in sharp breaths.

A murderous aura almost instantly permeated the air!

The moment everyone heard Fudao Shanren’s sudden explosive roar, their hearts already trembled: something major was about to happen!

Zhuxin never expected that Fudao Shanren would dare speak such words before everyone’s eyes.

She laughed loudly and was about to argue further when suddenly, several magical artifact lights flew from the clouds below, passing directly over everyone’s heads on Cloud Sea Plaza before landing in front of the Heavenly Halls.

These lights came extremely fast, their piercing through the air sharp and ear-splitting.

But their landing seemed somewhat unstable.

Looking carefully, four or five people had arrived, all bearing severe injuries. The leader was a stern-faced elder with graying hair, blood from his shoulder and abdomen flowing directly onto the ground of Cloud Sea Plaza, creating a shocking sight.

Who else could this be but Yashan Elder Bi Yan?

The many Yashan disciples were all startled.

Bi Yan thrust his long sword into the ground to barely support his body, burying his head deeply!

“Reporting to Elder Fudao, Qu Zhengfeng has stolen a sword and betrayed Yashan. Bi Yan led disciples in pursuit, but we were ultimately no match. He drew his sword and severely wounded us, and we have lost track of the traitor!”

“…”

Fudao Shanren was struck speechless.

Everyone on Cloud Sea Plaza was absolutely shocked!

Stealing a sword and betraying Yashan?!

Qu Zhengfeng had actually betrayed Yashan?!

Everyone was somewhat dumbfounded.

One thunderbolt after another was driving people toward madness.

When Qu Zhengfeng had broken through that day, he had already betrayed Yashan. Only because Yashan’s mountain-protecting grand formation had the miraculous effect of blocking spiritual sense exploration, no one in the Central Domain except those present at the time and Fudao Shanren far away in the Heavenly Halls could know the true situation.

Everyone thought that Jianzhu Sect’s annihilation was definitely related to Yashan, even authorized by Yashan.

After all, who the hell could have imagined that Qu Zhengfeng would actually betray Yashan!

Now with Elder Bi Yan’s injured appearance, he had clearly laid this matter before everyone!

Outsiders felt shock and disbelief.

For Yashan’s own disciples, it was even more difficult to accept.

Betray Yashan?

Even draw his sword against Elder Bi Yan?

Hundreds of years of brotherhood—how dare he draw his sword!

Unacceptable, unwilling to accept…

Even among Yashan’s disciples, arguments suddenly broke out.

The entire Cloud Sea Plaza at Kunwu was in chaos.

Master Hengxu looked down at Elder Bi Yan kneeling on the ground with complex emotions, feeling guilty for his own lack of capability.

The injuries were too severe. With one glance, Master Hengxu could see they had damaged internal organs and even severed several meridians, with blood and qi blocked inside…

Even if these injuries were healed, his cultivation would regress by decades.

It truly didn’t seem like a deception.

Those with discernment could all see this, and the sect masters and elders of various sects all looked at each other in dismay.

Only Zhuxin, who had prepared everything and come specifically to challenge Yashan today.

Who would have thought that at this crucial moment, a Yashan elder would conveniently arrive to report that Qu Zhengfeng had betrayed Yashan? That Yashan had lost track of Qu Zhengfeng? That Yashan itself was pursuing Qu Zhengfeng?!

“Pure nonsense!”

“How could your Yashan be so coincidentally unable to capture Qu Zhengfeng! A group of people can’t defeat a single newly ascended cultivator?! You clearly want to hide his whereabouts, deliberately planning a conspiracy against my Jianzhu Sect!”

Zhuxin could bear it no longer and angrily rebuked while grasping her sword!

Bi Yan’s face was stern—he was the most rigid among Yashan’s four great elders.

Hearing this, he suddenly rose, gripping his sword tightly!

Every wrinkle contained boundless anger: “What Qu Zhengfeng stole was my Yashan’s sect-protecting giant sword. His ability to annihilate your Jianzhu Sect with one person’s strength—I, Bi, could not withstand such power. What’s suspicious about that?! A mere Jianzhu Sect—is it worth my Yashan using the Yashan Sword to plot against you?!”

“You!”

What arrogant words!

No one expected that in Elder Bi Yan’s mouth, an entire Jianzhu Sect wasn’t worth as much as Yashan’s giant sword!

But ironically…

These two swords of Yashan were indeed famous to the extreme: One Yashan Sword, growing from Yashan itself, was an enlightenment sword of an ancient Yashan master cultivator; one Yixiantian, connecting to immortal destiny through a single line, was Yashan’s eternal supreme sword!

Though it might sound exaggerated, to scheme against a single Jianzhu Sect by sacrificing a Yashan Sword really would be a loss outweighing the gain.

Zhuxin trembled with rage throughout her body but still couldn’t hold back, saying through gritted teeth: “My Jianzhu Sect is weak and naturally not worth Yashan scheming against with a sect-protecting sword, but what if there’s the ‘Nine Curves River Map’?!”

“…”

“…”

“…”

Nine Curves River Map?!!!

Countless cultivators who had heard of its great name were all stunned: Jianzhu Sect had the Nine Curves River Map?!

Nine Head River, a great river traversing the Nineteen Provinces, had nurtured countless living beings.

The Nine Curves River Map was rumored to relate to the secrets of the Nineteen Provinces’ birth, recording floating continent methods and countless precious research by ancient cultivators, involving both orthodox and evil paths, even some legends and records of the ancient long night.

Legend said that if one possessed secret methods to unlock the River Map’s secrets, one could obtain heaven-piercing and earth-penetrating abilities.

First, evil cultivators in the southeastern barbaric demon lands obtained the River Map and comprehended hundreds of evil demonic techniques, bringing disaster to the region.

Later, orthodox cultivators invaded the barbaric lands, reclaimed the River Map, and began studying it.

At the junction of ancient and near-ancient times, three great master cultivators—Bajidao Daozun, Luye Laozu, and Buyu Shangren—successively broke through the River Map’s secrets, comprehending heaven and earth’s rules from it and ascending through realm-breaking.

Only after that did the Nine Curves River Map disappear and become difficult to trace.

For thousands of years, many cultivators had explored famous mountains, hoping to find even a trace of clues from the three great master cultivators’ past activities, but all returned empty-handed.

Thus, after many years passed, many people thought this was just one of countless legendary tales in the Nineteen Provinces, with truth difficult to distinguish.

Even whether the Nine Curves River Map actually existed had become a topic worthy of debate.

Everyone never expected that today they would hear of this legendary supreme treasure that had once stirred the Nineteen Provinces from the mouth of Jianzhu Sect Master Zhuxin!

Even Master Hengxu, a leader of one region, frowned and showed some surprise in his eyes upon hearing these four words.

Only Fudao Shanren’s face became completely expressionless.

“You mean that Qu Zhengfeng slaughtered Jianzhu Sect to seize the Nine Curves River Map?”

“Exactly!”

Though she could hear hidden danger in Fudao Shanren’s tone, Zhuxin at this moment believed she had grasped Yashan’s vital point and was emboldened, even stepping forward with imposing momentum!

“Several years ago, during the hidden realm expedition at Qingfeng Monastery, my disciple Xu Lan’er brought back this item. Who would have thought it would become the root of today’s great disaster for Jianzhu Sect! If I remember correctly, two years ago Yashan also sent Qu Zhengfeng into the hidden realm. He must have learned secrets from within the hidden realm, so he struck ruthlessly at my Jianzhu Sect!”

“Good, good, good!”

Beyond everyone’s expectations, Fudao Shanren actually burst into laughter, saying “good” three times in succession!

The puzzle that had long troubled him was finally solved.

So it concerned the Nine Curves River Map—no wonder Jianzhu Sect had been so arrogant!

If they truly possessed the River Map, they indeed could dominate the Central Domain before long!

Unfortunately, regrettably.

No matter how clever the calculation, it couldn’t withstand Qu Zhengfeng’s decisive sword strike!

A pent-up frustration was finally released. Fudao Shanren laughed for a long time before gradually stopping, his eyes already filled with complete frosty coldness!

Suddenly, he swept his wide sleeve!

A qiankun bag flew from his sleeve, automatically opening, and an object fell from within, landing solidly on the ground.

Accompanying the landing was Fudao Shanren’s cold shout: “Please, Master Zhuxin, look at this object!”

The thing that fell on the ground stopped rolling.

Looking closely, where was this any “object”—it was actually a nearly withered corpse!

She wore Jianzhu Sect’s dress, her limbs strangely curled, and the corpse’s facial expression was extremely contorted, as if she had died in extreme pain, with wide-open eyes showing ten thousand disbeliefs and unwillingness!

Even though the person was dead with an extremely tragic death, many Jianzhu Sect disciples could clearly recognize this as the corpse of Zheng Yun’er who had previously gone missing!

The Black Wind Cave incident had become an unsolved case precisely because Zheng Yun’er’s corpse had suddenly disappeared, and even Zhao Yunbin couldn’t explain what had happened.

Unexpectedly, it now appeared!

Among the group of Jianzhu Sect disciples, upon suddenly seeing Zheng Yun’er’s corpse, Zhao Yunbin was so terrified she retreated three steps, showing panic.

Jianzhu Sect disciple Jiang Ling, standing not far from her side, immediately noticed Zhao Yunbin’s reaction. Originally somewhat worried, she looked over, but unexpectedly saw Zhao Yunbin’s panicked expression, trembling continuously with guilt written all over her face.

In that instant, Jiang Ling’s whole body shook as she understood something…

“Senior Sister Zhao…”

She wanted to say something, but felt a force suddenly come from beside her. A hand grabbed her arm, forcibly pulling her out from among the Jianzhu Sect disciples!

Jiang Ling looked back in surprise, only to see Shen Jiu in white robes.

Behind him stood dozens of Yashan disciples.

On the other side, Yan Chensha had also released his grip. Jianzhu Sect disciple Shang Liaofan had also been pulled out like Jiang Ling, standing dazedly beside Qi Shaofeng.

The two looked at each other, neither understanding what was happening.

Shen Jiu didn’t explain either. Upon releasing his grip, he was already frowning at the scene.

With Zheng Yun’er’s corpse revealed, several people in Jianzhu Sect had already changed color.

Even Sect Master Zhuxin was choked with emotion: Such a death… clearly was…

The Insufficiency Manual!

“How your disciple died—I’m sure no one understands better than you, Master Zhuxin!”

Fudao Shanren’s cold voice seemed to contain ice shards, making Zhuxin tremble all over.

“Zheng Yun’er was innocent, yet died by evil arts. Even moments ago, I still held some doubt—after all, our Central Domain’s three thousand sects all maintain righteous hearts and hold to the dao. How could anyone comprehend such evil demonic arts learned from the ancient Nine Curves River Map! I never expected you to confess without being pressed…”

The qiankun bag was left by a mysterious cultivator for Qi Shaofeng. Due to the matter’s importance, Qi Shaofeng immediately explained the full circumstances, and this corpse came into Fudao Shanren’s hands.

How a person died could be examined by anyone using spiritual sense.

Zheng Yun’er’s spiritual power had long since scattered within her body, but even her flesh and blood contained not a trace of remaining spiritual energy—clearly abnormal.

“The way of heaven is to reduce excess and supplement deficiency.”

This was the origin of the Insufficiency Manual’s name.

Absorbing others’ power for one’s own use was extremely sinister and base.

Such evil arts had long been lost even in the southeastern barbaric lands. Who would have thought they would appear at Kunwu’s highest point!

By now, how could Zhuxin not know that she had been wise all her life yet was deceived by her disciple in the matter of Zheng Yun’er?

Her nearly hateful gaze fell upon Zhao Yunbin.

Zhao Yunbin retreated continuously, no longer daring to look directly.

If the sect masters and elders of various sects had previously held doubts about this matter—such as the possibility that Yashan’s Jian Chou had killed Zheng Yun’er, since she might indeed be an evil demon—

But seeing this scene now, who still didn’t understand?

The one who struck against Zheng Yun’er was definitely not Yashan’s Jian Chou, but this guilt-ridden Jianzhu Sect female cultivator!

What a frame-up!

Immediately, Kunwu Elder Gu Pingsheng reached out and grabbed the guilt-ridden Zhao Yunbin, throwing her to the ground: “Sneaking around—confess honestly!”

“I didn’t kill her, I didn’t kill her!”

Zhao Yunbin immediately screamed.

Zhuxin’s face was iron-blue. In the instant before anyone could react, she flew up with a sword, charging straight at Zhao Yunbin!

“Puff!”

Zhao Yunbin, still babbling nonsense, immediately had a spray of blood bloom from her chest.

The sword qi swept out with a powerful force rushing to her spiritual platform, instantly destroying all her consciousness and immediately extinguishing her life force, dying on the spot!

“What does Master Zhuxin mean by this!”

Gu Pingsheng was just about to question her when he didn’t expect Zhuxin to strike so viciously, immediately becoming furious.

Zhuxin stood holding her sword, her face twisted, feeling she had reached the end of her rope and must fight desperately!

“What do I mean? My disciples died for no reason, and most of my sect’s cultivators were all slaughtered by the evil demon Qu Zhengfeng. Yashan is the chief culprit, yet you don’t pursue them but instead frame my Jianzhu Sect for harboring evil. Is there any justice left in this Central Domain, in this world! Jianzhu Sect disciples, listen to my command—draw swords!”

“Swish, swish, swish!”

Behind Zhuxin, nearly a hundred Jianzhu Sect disciples were all trusted confidants she had brought to participate in the Left Three Thousand Small Assembly.

Now at Zhuxin’s single command, everyone drew their swords!

Sword light flashed, momentarily dazzling and chilling hearts.

“Clang—”

Almost simultaneously with Jianzhu Sect drawing swords, from the southeast direction, a hundred swords were unsheathed!

From Kou Qianzhi to Jianghe, from Tang Wancheng to Yan Chensha…

On Kunwu’s Cloud Sea Plaza, all Yashan disciples drew their swords!

For a moment, sword qi rushed skyward with sinister killing intent!

The entire plaza was at sword-point.

“Draw swords?”

Fudao Shanren stood in the Heavenly Halls, the cold wind carrying sinister killing intent fluttering his tattered robes, yet his body beneath the dao robes stood straight as a pine!

He looked down below, only with a stern face, stepping forward, his voice cold and severe: “Does Master Zhuxin know against whom you draw your sword?!”

“Today my Jianzhu Sect has no intention of violence, only seeking self-preservation.”

Zhuxin wore a righteous expression.

Before these three thousand sects on the plaza, she commanded sword-drawing, but didn’t believe Yashan would dare be so domineering as to strike when Jianzhu Sect had already been massacred.

“Hundreds of disciples died for no reason. Kunwu and Yashan are pillars of our Central Domain, yet limited by personal desires, they cannot provide justice. If we don’t draw swords, wouldn’t my Jianzhu Sect be left to slaughter!”

“Justice?”

Fudao Shanren finally laughed again.

Only this laughter made people feel inexplicably horrified.

From within his sleeve, vague brilliant blue light overflowed. The moment the word “justice” finished echoing, Fudao Shanren’s left hand was already raised high, a golden seal carved with auspicious clouds floating in the center of this brilliant blue light…

Central Domain, Imperial Heaven Seal!

The heavy aura was as noble as the sky itself, while the blue light was as clear as the firmament.

A feeling of connecting heaven and earth…

In that instant, countless people felt their scalps explode!

The aged, wrinkled fingers exerted force, and the Imperial Heaven Seal was grasped in Fudao Shanren’s palm!

The blue light expanded magnificently, almost covering the entire Heavenly Halls!

Within the radiance, Fudao Shanren’s figure became blurred, only his voice crystal clear: “I am the Central Domain’s Law Enforcement Elder—today I will give you true justice!”

“Hum!”

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated, madly converging toward the Imperial Heaven Seal!

Fudao Shanren held the seal high above, looking down from his elevated position, then fiercely pressed it downward!

The Imperial Heaven Seal pressed downward, actually growing with the wind.

In just the blink of an eye, the entire Imperial Heaven Seal had grown to nearly half the size of Cloud Sea Plaza, its golden seal body carved with ancient thunder patterns, trembling madly and bringing terrifying might.

Toppling mountains and overturning seas!

Heavy shadows immediately covered all the Jianzhu Sect cultivators standing below!

That feeling was as if the entire sky, the entire firmament, was pressing down upon them!

In the mysterious depths, it seemed as if a power of heaven and earth bound all cultivators covered within the attack range.

No one could escape!

This retribution from heaven and earth…

Zhuxin frantically activated all the cultivation methods in her body, terrifying blood patterns spreading across her skin, even her eyes flickering with bloody red light, but…

It was useless!

She couldn’t escape!

No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t move even half an inch: “No—”

“Boom!”

A earth-shaking, heaven-rending massive sound.

The Imperial Heaven Seal crashed down in an instant, turning all screams and cries into nothing.

Nearly a hundred Jianzhu Sect cultivators, including Zhuxin, were instantly turned to blood and flesh, smashed into pulp!

Blood stained the entire Cloud Sea Plaza.

On the ground, countless terrifying cracks spread outward from the massive Imperial Heaven Seal as the center, from where the Jianzhu Sect members had stood, extending toward everyone’s feet…

Those tiny crackling sounds crawled into everyone’s ears like insects.

“Evil demons and heretics, harboring filth and corruption—how dare you draw swords!”

The brilliant golden Imperial Heaven Seal glowed with pure blue light, held between Fudao Shanren’s five fingers, emanating an aura that none in the world could match.

Fudao Shanren stood atop the Heavenly Halls, looking toward the countless cultivators in all directions, toward the sect masters and elders of countless sects, toward Master Hengxu standing silently to the side, his entire bearing magnificent!

“Who else dares to draw swords against my Yashan!”

His hoarse voice, like rolling thunder, carried furious rage and resounded throughout the silent Kunwu.