"Young Master...Young Master is dead just like that?"

A master from the Zuo family stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, his gaze fixed on Zuo Jingwen lying in a pool of blood.

The crimson blood looked particularly glaring under the sunlight, like a cruel and gruesome painting.

He rubbed his eyes hard and pinched his arm hard, hoping that it was all just a nightmare.

However, the shocking scene before him and the pervasive stench of blood in the air relentlessly told him that all of this was real, not a figment of his imagination.

Zuo Feng watched with a complicated expression as Zuo Jingwen fell to the ground under his sword energy.

Zuo Jingwen's dying words, "You have no descendants," were like a sharp dagger, piercing his heart.

After all, Zuo Jingwen was his grandson, who was his son and daughter-in-law's darling and the hope of the Zuo family.

Now that Zuo Jingwen has died by his sword, how can he, as the grandfather, explain this to his son and daughter-in-law?

Thinking of his son and daughter-in-law's heartbroken appearance, his heart felt as if it were being pierced by countless needles, causing him unbearable pain.

However, after only a moment's hesitation, Zuo Feng forcibly composed himself.

He knew that if he didn't get rid of Zuo Jingwen today, he would be the one to die, and the entire Zuo family would be implicated and face annihilation.

At this critical juncture of life and death, he had no other choice.

"Elder Master, Zuo Jingwen truly deserves to die, and I have personally executed him. As for Qiao Qianshan and Qiao Yue, our Zuo family will definitely provide appropriate compensation to make up for our mistakes. Moreover, when I return to the Zuo family, I will definitely discipline the Zuo family members and strictly restrain them, so that they will never be allowed to act recklessly again."

Zuo Feng quickly composed himself, hurriedly approached Xiang Wantang, and said respectfully.

At this moment, he still harbored a sliver of hope, fantasizing that he could escape unscathed and avoid this calamity.

Xiang Wantang glanced coldly at Zuo Feng, her gaze revealing endless majesty and scrutiny.

"Zuo Feng, your Zuo family has committed countless evils in Tianyuan County. Is this one sword strike all the crime you've done? Do you really bear no responsibility whatsoever? Do you think that Zuo Jingwen's death alone can buy you your life? You're too naive."

Xiang Wantang's voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Feng's heart tightened, and he immediately knelt down before Xiang Wantang again with a thud, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground. His voice trembled as he said, "Elder Sect Master, I usually stay at the sect and rarely return to the Zuo family. And every time I do return, I repeatedly instruct my son and daughter-in-law to strictly discipline the Zuo family members, especially Zuo Jingwen. But I never expected that they would fail to enforce the family rules I set, which has led to this disaster. Of course, this is by no means an excuse for me to shirk responsibility. Now, I accept your punishment."

"Zuo Feng, you really managed to absolve yourself completely."

Xiang Wantang snorted coldly, her tone filled with disdain and anger. "That Creation Pill, with your status in the Dragon Origin Sword Sect, is far from worthy of possessing. Yet, Zuo Jingwen has one, which is enough to show how indulgent you are towards him. You actually stole this Creation Pill from the sect for Zuo Jingwen; aren't you indulgent enough? Even without a thorough investigation, I know that you are the culprit behind the Zuo family's arrogance, bullying, and oppression. Zuo Jingwen certainly deserved to die, but I am not a bloodthirsty person. As long as the Zuo family members don't act recklessly again, I can let go of their mistakes and not punish them. However, I will absolutely not let you off so easily."

"Elder Master, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

Zuo Feng knelt on the ground, his body trembling, not daring to have the slightest thought of getting up.

At this moment, his heart was filled with unease and fear, like a lamb to the slaughter, completely unaware of how Xiang Wantang would punish him.

He secretly prayed that Xiang Wantang would only make him reflect on his mistakes in the mirror for half a year or a year, so that he would only suffer a little and it would not have a big impact on his future.

"You are the Zuo family's reliance, so I will cripple your cultivation and expel you from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect."

The next moment, Xiang Wantang's cold and resolute voice rang out again.

The sound was like a bolt from the blue, making Zuo Feng tremble with fear, and his face instantly turned ashen.

He knew that apart from himself, the Zuo family had no Foundation Establishment experts; the most powerful among them was a high-level Martial Grandmaster.

If he becomes a cripple, then the Zuo family will truly be doomed.

At least, the leaders of several forces that the Zuo family had suppressed in the past all had cultivation levels at the early Foundation Establishment stage.

Previously, because he was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, these forces were completely controlled by the Zuo family and dared not put up any resistance.

But now, if he becomes a cripple and is expelled from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, these forces will definitely pounce on him like hungry wolves and carry out a crazy revenge against the Zuo family.

At that time, how will the Zuo family be able to withstand it?

His fate will surely be extremely tragic.

Zuo Feng pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, his voice filled with endless pleading and trembling as he hoarsely cried out, "Old Sect Master, please have mercy and don't cripple me! I... I have diligently cultivated in the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect for a full forty years! My feelings for the sect are incredibly deep! Please give me another chance to repent!"

After saying this, Zuo Feng kowtowed even lower, his body trembling slightly with fear and despair, like a small boat about to be swallowed by a storm, desperately searching for the last glimmer of life.

However, Xiang Wantang remained unmoved, her voice as icy as ice: "You keep saying you have deep feelings for the sect, but you never abide by the sect's rules, act recklessly, and disregard the sect's laws. Is that what you call having deep feelings for the sect?"

After saying that, Xiang Wantang stared intently at Zuo Feng with piercing eyes and said in a chilling tone, "Now you have two choices: either you cripple your own cultivation, or I will do it myself?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Wantang's divine sense stirred slightly, and an invisible force instantly spread out.

The black plaque that was originally hanging at Zuo Feng's waist was pulled by this force, like a bird controlled by invisible threads, and flew "whoosh" into Xiang Wantang's palm.

This black plaque is a symbol of identity for inner disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, engraved with the sect's unique patterns and the disciple's name.

Now that Zuo Feng's black token has been taken away, it means that he is no longer a disciple of the Longyuan Sword Sect. His former glory and status have vanished like a dream in an instant.