"That's enough. Did I say it's over?"

Jiang Zhen unleashed a terrifying aura, instantly suppressing everyone present.

"Go back to the sect and seek justice from our master!"

One sentence brought everyone back to reality.

yes...

Even Ning Ziming was no match for him.

What are they anyway?

The group returned to Divine Sword Peak in a grand procession.

Shi Lei held his senior brother, who had already lost his breath, in his arms the whole time, as if he felt that this was all there was to be done and that holding his senior brother for a while would prevent him from leaving.

Upon reaching the summit and seeing Lin Yuan, Shi Lei exhausted all his energy and fainted.

"What happened?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly. He had sensed something was wrong with him this morning, and since nothing had happened by evening, he thought he had simply gotten through this ordeal. But unexpectedly...

Jiang Zhen didn't care about anything else and told the person in front of him everything that Shi Lei had just said.

"What? Zi Mo is dead?"

Seeing the dark, murky thing in Shi Lei's arms, Lin Yuan frowned subconsciously, then looked away.

"Master, you must stand up for us, the disciples of Divine Sword Peak, in this matter!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan gritted his teeth.

"Pass down the order that my Divine Sword Peak has notified the seven peak elders to go to the main peak for a joint interrogation!"

After saying that, Lin Yuan got up and went to his poor disciple, Shi Lei, and pulled him up. Then he channeled a pure energy from his body into Shi Lei's body.

The moment Shi Lei opened his eyes and saw his master, he completely lost control of his emotions.

"Master, Senior Brother Ning, he..."

Lin Yuan's face was gloomy.

"There's no need to say anything more. Master already knows. You and Jiang Zhen will come with me to the main peak!"

On Chonghuo Peak.

Ouyang Lie was instructing his disciples in cultivation when he saw the disciples of Divine Sword Peak approaching his mountain from afar.

"Something happened?"

Ouyang Lie subconsciously thought of this, and the disciple quickly landed in front of him.

"Greetings, Elder Ouyang. My master has ordered you to come to the main peak for a meeting!"

"Someone surnamed Lin? What could he possibly want?"

Ouyang Lie didn't care at all.

Just as Si Tianyi had thought, the Spirit Sword Sect was becoming increasingly divided, with the major peaks becoming more and more separated. Many elders on the other peaks were no longer willing to take charge.

"Qingfeng disciples used an array to kill my senior brother, Ning! He's dead!"

But since it involved matters of life and death, which was a major event in the sect, even Ouyang Lie was momentarily shocked.

What?

Is Ning kid dead?

Ouyang Lie knew that Ning Ziming was Lin Yuan's prized disciple, with extraordinary talent, but he was a bit lazy in his cultivation.

Such a gifted disciple would naturally leave some impression on the elders, more or less.

"I understand. I've informed your master and I'll be there immediately!"

After the disciples of Divine Sword Peak left, Ouyang Lie also instantly took to the air, and in just one breath, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Others couldn't see Ouyang Lie's figure, but Yue Yang, whose cultivation level wasn't low, was able to know that his master had left the mountain.

Watching the afterimage disappear, Yue Yang smiled and walked out of the unfinished spirit-gathering array.

Old Deng!

You're finally gone!

With a mental grumble, Yue Yang headed straight for the richest junior disciple in the sect.

"Junior Sister Zhong Ling!"

She called out sweetly, and Zhong Ling raised her head with a strange expression.

"Senior brother, why are you out here?"

Yueyang smiled and waved his hand, clearly not intending to explain.

"Stop talking, junior sister. Get me some spirit stones first, the more the better. I'll pay you back after the sect distributes my salary!"

Seeing Yue Yang's greedy expression, Zhong Ling unconsciously took two steps back.

"I have no senior brother!"

"Stop fooling around, Junior Sister. Who in the entire sect doesn't know that you're just a greedy pig?"

brave troops?

Only in, no out!

After Zhong Ling realized the meaning behind those words, her eyes dimmed instantly.

"Bye-bye, senior brother!"

"Hey, hey, don't go, junior sister! I'm just borrowing, not asking for it back. I'll repay what I borrow. I have a great use for you, senior brother!"

Seeing Yue Yang's righteous and indignant demeanor, Zhong Ling sighed helplessly and continued to ask questions.

"Senior brother, what do you need this for?"

"Isn't this a bracelet that Senior Sister Zhao left behind before...?"

Yueyang explained sheepishly, his face turning red as he spoke, leaving Zhong Ling completely bewildered.

The surrounding disciples had obviously heard why their senior brother needed to borrow money, so they all gathered around him.

"Senior brother, I advise you to give up this idea. Senior Sister Yuwei won't live much longer!"

"That's right, Senior Brother, Senior Sister Yuwei, he killed Ning Zimo of Divine Sword Peak. You know Elder Lin's personality, he will definitely not let this go!"

Yueyang was dumbfounded!

This amount of information is simply overwhelming!

So much so that his muddled mind couldn't quite process it all.

What are you saying?

Senior Sister Yuwei...

Yueyang panicked for a moment, but without listening to any further explanations, he took to the air and headed straight for the main peak.

On the main peak.

Zhao Yuwei and the others set off first, so naturally they arrived here first.

When Si Tianyi heard that Zhao Yuwei had come, he assumed that the sect's most talented young woman had come to ask him about cultivation.

It seems that Yan Yun has been away from the sect for more than half a month, so Zhao Yuwei naturally has no choice but to ask herself, the sect leader, about her doubts.

"Alright, bring Yuwei up here!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yuwei and her companion arrived at the main hall of the peak.

"Greetings, Master!"

The two knelt respectfully. When Si Tianyi saw Xiao Feng next to Zhao Yuwei, he was stunned for a moment, but then he understood.

"A mixed spiritual root? Yuwei, what are you doing bringing your junior brother here?"

"Master, we two beg for forgiveness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Feng raised his head first, glanced at Zhao Yuwei beside him with a strange expression, and then seemed to have made up his mind.

"Sect Leader, this matter has nothing to do with Senior Sister; it was all my own doing. I beg you to punish me!"

"Junior brother, what are you saying? Didn't we agree..."

"Senior sister, this was all my doing. It has nothing to do with you whatsoever. I..."

Si Tianyi was somewhat at a loss because of the siblings' argument. Seeing that the argument was getting fierce, he tapped on the table.

"Alright, you mean Xiao Feng? Tell me what happened."

Xiao Feng calmed himself down.

"Sect Leader, Ning Ziming, a disciple of Divine Sword Peak, is dead!"

Si Tianyi didn't care at first, thinking that the two had made some small mistake and had come here to admit it.

I just didn't expect...

What?

Ning Ziming is dead!