"Our Qiankun Sect is not to be trifled with!"
"Do you think you can destroy our Qiankun Sect all by yourself?"
"You're so naive!"
"..."
"So noisy!"
Qin Yang frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He flashed and instantly appeared in front of the old woman in the red robe, slapping her across the face.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound.
The old woman in the red robe was sent flying by the fan, spinning in the air more than a dozen times before crashing heavily to the ground.
"puff!"
She coughed up a mouthful of blood and lost several teeth.
"You...you dare to hit me?"
The old woman in the red robe covered her face and looked at Qin Yang in disbelief.
She never dreamed that Qin Yang would dare to lay a hand on her.
So what if I hit you?
Qin Yang said coldly.
"I'm not only going to hit you, I'm going to kill you!"
"..."
"You dare, kid!"
The old man in purple robes roared and was about to stop Qin Yang.
"roll!"
Without turning his head, Qin Yang threw a punch.
"Boom!"
The old man in purple robes was blasted away, crashing through several large trees before finally coming to a stop.
He struggled to his feet, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.
"You...you..."
He pointed at Qin Yang, too angry to speak.
"Old Zi, don't be impulsive!"
The white-robed elder quickly pulled the purple-robed elder back.
"We are no match for him!"
"..."
"Could it be... that our Qiankun Sect is truly going to be wiped out today?"
The old man in purple robes had despair in his eyes.
He knew that the old man in white robes was telling the truth.
Even if the five patriarchs joined forces, they were no match for Qin Yang.
The Qiankun Sect is finished!
"thump!"
"thump!"
Two muffled thuds suddenly echoed across the ravaged open space.
Without any hesitation, the white-robed elder and the other gray-robed elder knelt down and slammed their knees heavily onto the ground.
"Senior Qin... Senior Qin, spare my life!"
The old man in white robes had a trembling voice, almost crying, and his forehead was pressed tightly to the ground; he didn't even dare to breathe.
"Our Qiankun Sect was blind to your greatness and offended you, senior. We beg you to be magnanimous and forgive us this time!"
The old man in the gray robe also pleaded, his voice hoarse, as if he had sand stuck in his throat.
"We...we are willing to pay any price, just beg you, senior, to spare the Qiankun Sect and give us old folks a way out!"
The two lay prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling like leaves, completely devoid of the aloof demeanor they had displayed before.
This scene seemed to freeze the surrounding air.
The Qiankun Sect disciples, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, were now utterly plunged into despair.
Their proud ancestors actually... actually knelt down and begged for mercy!
This is even more painful than killing them.
Qin Yang stood there quietly, looking down at the two people kneeling on the ground.
His eyes were cold, as if he were looking at two insignificant ants.
He could clearly feel that the fear and despair emanating from these two people were so real, so... ridiculous.
"Peak of the Great Saint Realm?"
Qin Yang sneered inwardly.
These two old guys are quite good at patting themselves on the back.
Let alone the peak of the Great Saint Realm, even a true saint would be no match for him.
His current strength has already surpassed the limits of this world.
Let alone the mere Qiankun Sect, even if all the sects and forces on the entire continent were combined, they might not be able to move him in the slightest.
The reason he didn't act immediately was because he was observing.
He was observing the reactions of the two old men.
He wanted to see just how far these two old guys would go in a life-or-death situation.
However, to Qin Yang's disappointment, the two old men showed nothing of interest to him other than fear and pleas for mercy.
However, Qin Yang still keenly caught the fleeting hatred and resentment deep in their eyes.
Although they concealed it well, hiding their emotions almost instantly, they still couldn't escape Qin Yang's eyes.
"Heh, you're quite the actor."
Qin Yang snorted coldly in his heart.
These two old guys really think they're three-year-olds who can be so easily fooled?
They thought that by kneeling and begging for mercy, they could save the Qiankun Sect.
How could they possibly save their own lives?
That's wishful thinking!
From the very beginning, Qin Yang had no intention of letting the Qiankun Sect go.
From the moment they dared to provoke him, their fate was sealed.
"Spare me?"
Qin Yang spoke slowly, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
"You think you're worthy?"
Those few words, like a death sentence, plunged the hearts of the white-robed elder and the gray-robed elder into despair.
"No...no..."
The old man in white robes raised his head, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.
"Senior Qin, we truly know we were wrong, please..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yang interrupted him.
"Wrong?"
Qin Yang sneered.
"It's too late to realize your mistake now!"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the trembling Qiankun Sect disciples around him, his voice as cold as the deepest hell.
"Today, the Qiankun Sect will be wiped out!"
The last four words, each one like a heavy hammer, struck the hearts of all the Qiankun Sect disciples.
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