Chapter 81: Cat Bloodbath at the Bai Family Banquet (Part 2)

The mysterious man said nothing and silently withdrew his hand, as if the earth-shaking handshake just now had never happened.

A trace of resentment flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes. He endured the severe pain as if his whole body was shattered, and struggled to use some secret blood escape technique to escape.

However, as soon as he had the thought, he found that the air around him became extremely sticky, and the space seemed to be imprisoned by invisible chains.

A layer of light curtain flashing with runes had covered the entire hall at some point.

Bai Qingchen watched him struggle coldly: "Don't waste your energy. The formation set up here has been deliberately strengthened to prevent people inside the formation from teleporting."

With his last way of survival cut off, Gu Xuan went completely crazy. If he couldn't escape, then they would die together!

The demonic energy in his body began to reverse and compress crazily in a destructive manner. His body swelled up rapidly, veins and blood vessels bulged under his skin, and he exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

"Let's die together!" Gu Xuan roared hysterically.

Bai Qingchen's eyes became fierce. This evil cultivator was going to self-destruct!

Using the remaining strength in his body, he pinched a talisman with two fingers together, moved his fingertips slightly, and silently recited the mantra in his mind.

In an instant, Bai Qingchen shook his wrist, pointed his two fingers forward, and the talisman suddenly burst out with a bright beam of light, turning into a stream of light, and penetrated directly into the point where Gu Xuan's demonic energy condensed with the force of breaking through the wind.

At this moment, the mysterious man seemed to see a shadow of Fu Yu on him.

Gu Xuan's body trembled violently, like a punctured balloon, and his swollen body deflated in an instant.

The violent energy of the self-explosion disappeared in an instant like a spark that was extinguished. The last bit of demonic energy he had gathered receded like a tide, leaving only dead despair.

Gu Xuan, who was once high and mighty in the Qingmu Sect and was revered as a guest elder, was now collapsed in the corner, covered in blood, with broken bones and his magic power broken.

It was even more miserable than a stray dog ​​on the roadside, and was even deprived of the qualification to self-destruct.

The overall situation has been decided.

Bai Qingchen summoned Frost Snow and walked step by step to Bai Yifeng, who was kneeling on the ground with a deathly pale face.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat, and the cold murderous aura made Bai Yifeng tremble all over.

"Tell me! How did my parents die back then!" Bai Qingchen's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was filled with chilling murderous intent.

The fear of death overwhelmed everything. Bai Yifeng was terrified, but the cunning instinct he had developed over the years was still at work.

He pointed at Gu Xuan, who was lying in the corner with only his last breath, and hissed, "It's him, it's all because of this devil. He was greedy for money and killed people to steal the goods. It has nothing to do with me!"

"Really, your father...your father Bai Yize, the goods he transported that year came from unknown sources. I kindly advised him to turn himself in and not make the same mistake again."

"I even advised him not to go that way... I had good intentions..."

He spoke incoherently, confusing right and wrong, trying to throw all the dirty water on Gu Xuan and the dead Bai Yize, portraying himself as an innocent and even kind-hearted bystander.

"shut up!"

Bai Qingchen roared angrily, and the sword in his hand surged with sword energy, cutting the skin on Bai Yifeng's neck, and blood oozed out instantly.

"My father lived an upright life. How can I allow a despicable person like you to slander him?"

Bai Qingchen's gaze suddenly turned to the other side, where Bai Zhenyu was lying on the ground like a disabled person, with only resentment in his eyes.

He turned the sword in his hand without hesitation, and the cold tip of the sword was firmly against Bai Zhenyu's heart. With just a slight push, he could take his life.

"Bai Yifeng!" Bai Qingchen's voice was like the announcement of the god of death.

"I'm asking you one last time. If you don't tell me the truth about what happened back then, I'll have your most proud and highly-anticipated son, the one who kowtows and apologizes to my parents first!"

Looking at the cold sword tip against his beloved son's heart, Bai Yifeng's psychological defenses completely collapsed. The dignity of the head of the family disappeared at this moment.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, it's me, I did it all." Bai Yifeng burst into tears and shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice distorted.

"I'm jealous of him, jealous of Bai Yize. Why? Why can he, an abandoned child who was kicked out of the house, still live a prosperous life? Why did that old confused father keep talking about him before he died, asking me not to embarrass him!"

"I'm obviously the head of the family! I'm the master of the Bai family! That day... that day he was escorting goods and needed to pass through Anfeng City. I just wanted to give him a hard time, to see him begging me for help, but he still had that noble face."

"I hate him, I hate him so much, that's why I found Gu Xuanyi and asked him to... to kill them. This was all my idea. It has nothing to do with Zhenyu. He is innocent!"

"Qingchen... nephew Qingchen..." Bai Yifeng whimpered, crawling on the ground to Bai Qingchen's feet and begging for mercy. Before he could get close, a cold sword light was already against his eyebrows, scaring him so much that he shrank back a few points.

"We are a family! For the sake of your grandfather and the Bai family's bloodline, please spare Zhenyu! The murderer was Gu Xuanyi!"

Listening to this extremely despicable truth caused by jealousy and hatred, and the final delusion of begging for mercy with the so-called blood relationship, Bai Qingchen's eyes were filled with pure and cold murderous intent.

"Bloodline? Are you worthy of mentioning bloodline?" Before he finished speaking, a sword flashed.

Without any hesitation, Bai Yifeng's ugly head, covered with glaring blood, soared into the sky!

The headless corpse shook and fell heavily to the cold ground. The head rolled to the side, its eyes wide open, frozen in the fear before death.

Bai Fuxin, who was trapped in the corner of the formation, saw his father's head fall to the ground. He screamed in extreme fear and his crotch became wet and hot.

Bai Qingchen turned his gaze to Bai Zhenyu, whose eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Bai Qingchen's voice was icy, as if he was reading out a verdict: "Bai Zhenyu, although you didn't kill my parents yourself, you introduced Gu Xuan to your father, participated in the conspiracy, and aided and abetted the evil."

"Those who tragically died from the plague in Anfeng City back then were all linked to you and your son, and to this filthy Qingmu Sect."

"Now your cultivation is completely wasted, your tendons and veins are broken, you have fallen from the clouds into the mire, your life is worse than death. I won't kill you, but you will spend the rest of your life atonement for your sins!"

"No——!!" Bai Zhenyu let out a devastated roar.

As proud as he was, he couldn't accept that he had become a useless person. He suddenly grabbed the long sword dropped to the ground by a frightened guard next to him, and used all his remaining strength to slash his neck fiercely. Rather than living in humiliation, it would be better to die!

However, before the sword reached his neck, a sword energy came from behind and arrived first.

The tendons in his wrist that held the sword were accurately severed, and then two more sword energies flashed by, and the tendons in his ankles were also cut instantly.

"Ah——!" Bai Zhenyu let out a shrill scream, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He was completely paralyzed, even losing the strength to commit suicide. He could only writhe on the ground like a puddle of mud, howling in despair: "Kill me! Let me die! Bai Qingchen! Kill me if you have the guts!"

Bai Qingchen looked away indifferently: "Death? That's too easy for you."

He no longer paid any attention to this completely broken man.