The disciple looked at Leng Yan, his eyes blazing with hatred. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "You imprisoned our sect leader and the elders, so you deserve to die. Besides, we just want to make this cultivation world a better place. What have we done wrong?"
Leng Yan said indifferently, "Have you ever thought about the price?" The disciple looked at Leng Yan with disdain and said, "The price is nothing more than the death of those mortals and some of your so-called righteous disciples. With such a small price to pay, the cultivation world has become a better place. Shouldn't you be happy and supportive? Why can't you understand us?"
Leng Yan looked at the disciple expressionlessly, and then under their gaze, she suddenly pulled off the black silk thread that tied the book to her wrist.
Seeing this, the disciples' eyes showed fear and disbelief. Leng Yan looked at them and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if asking: "Is that all?"
A disciple shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, how did you do it? This is fake, it must be fake." Leng Yan watched him collapse and shout.
Then the Su Chen sword appeared in her hand. The disciples looked at Leng Yan in horror as she approached them with the Su Chen sword in her hand. Some of them stepped back in fear, while others stretched their necks to look at Leng Yan.
Leng Yan pronounced their death in a cold, emotionless tone: "The Zhiyuan Sect, Chiye Sect, Luoyun Sect, Hanyuan Sect, and Qinlu Sect have colluded with the evil demon, and their disciples have murdered disciples from other sects, intending to stir up chaos in the world of cultivation. Now, as the acting leader of the number one sect in the world of cultivation, I, Leng Yan, will execute the disciples involved in this incident to rectify the atmosphere in the world of cultivation and maintain its peace."
As soon as these words were spoken, the blood drained from the faces of those disciples. They knew that Leng Yan's words meant that they must die today.
After Leng Yan said this, he cast a formation to trap them and prevent them from escaping. Then he raised the Su Chen sword in his hand and slashed it out.
The sword energy rushed straight towards the disciples, and they immediately used their spiritual power to resist, but their cultivation had been suppressed by two major realms, and now they were only at the foundation-building and Qi-training stages. In Leng Yan's view, their resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Before they died, they heard Leng Yan's ethereal voice echoing in their minds: "The greatest significance of the cultivation world since its existence has been to protect the weak, and only then to seek immortality. If you don't even understand this, how can you talk about changing the cultivation world? Foolish!"
In the end, they met their death in the sword light. They may have known it, but their teachers had told them since childhood that the world of cultivation should not show mercy to the weak, and the weak are not worthy of pity. At the moment of death, they finally began to reflect on whether their previous thoughts were really correct.
They want to blame their teachers for treating them like pawns, but perhaps their teachers are also forced to do so? Perhaps they love them too?
After Leng Yan dealt with all the disciples, he retracted his sword and looked at the disciples of Qingyuan Sect and said coldly: "I have something to do, so don't follow me." After that, he disappeared on the spot.
For some reason, she had a bad feeling in her heart. As for the book, she had already thrown it into her space and would study it when she had time.
Leng Yan thought of the words "Where is my longing" on the letter and quickly released her spiritual sense to sweep across the entire city. Anyway, that person must know that she is here, so why should she hide?
Finally, her consciousness locked onto a closed restaurant called Mingyue Tower. The next second, Leng Yan darted in that direction. The corner of her clothes brushed against the eaves, leaving a cold arc.
Leng Yan didn't dare to delay for a moment and came to the restaurant, and went directly into the back yard. After entering, she spread her consciousness again but found nothing unusual.
She had no choice but to bite her fingertips and start drawing talismans in the air. After all, she had learned talisman art from Qingyu for a period of time, so she knew how to draw simple spirit-seeking talismans.
Outside the secret realm, the elders exclaimed when they saw this scene, "Drawing talismans in the void, I didn't realize that Sect Leader Leng's attainments in drawing talismans were so high." Upon hearing this, Qingyu raised his head with some pride, but of course he didn't even look at who he learned it from.
Qingyu had already sent people to search those people again when the disciple revealed that their sect elder was imprisoned, and indeed, they found communication equipment. Leng Yan knew that Qingyu knew what to do without her saying anything, so she didn't say anything more.
Leng Yan had already been drawn in the image. She threw it out, then followed the guidance of the rune into a room, and finally saw that the rune actually stopped on a floor tile.
Leng Yan put away the rune and lifted the floor tile with her sword, revealing a passage leading to the underground. She continued to lift the tile, and when she saw that the gap was more than enough for one person to pass through, she walked in.
As soon as she entered, she smelled an extremely unpleasant smell of blood. There was also laughter. Leng Yan walked over, but after just one glance, she turned her head away.
Despite her speed, the people outside still saw it. Leng Yan saw a live pornographic event with a large number of people, and there were some naked corpses in front of her. The red-faced voices reached her ears, and the air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses and the scent of beauty.
Leng Yan closed her eyes and then took out a piece of black silk to cover her eyes. As for the obscene music in her ears, she just pretended not to hear it. She was practicing the ruthless way and had no interest in such things, so she would not care. But it was different for the other people outside the secret realm.
The jade slip was connected to Leng Yan's consciousness. Although he couldn't see with his eyes, he could hear sounds. Listening to the beautiful sounds in his ears, Leng Yan was fine and even his breathing was not disordered at all. However, the people outside were embarrassed and no one looked at each other. As for Leng Yan turning his head and closing his eyes, it was just a gentleman's behavior of not looking at what is inappropriate.
The next second, Leng Yan heard the sound of something heavy falling in front of him, and then Leng Yan heard a familiar voice, "Master." It was Zhi Rong's voice, but it was very weak. Leng Yan also smelled a strong smell of blood on her body.
Leng Yan opened her eyes and saw Zhi Rong lying on the ground in a pool of blood through the black silk. Her body was covered in blood, and most importantly, she had suffered many injuries. The most eye-catching ones were the two bloody holes on her scapula, and the white bones could be seen at a glance.
At this time, Zhirong was looking at her with joy in his eyes. Although his face was pale, he still tried his best to force a smile at Leng Yan.
Leng Yan squatted down and asked Zhi Rong softly: "Does it hurt?" Zhi Rong shook his head and said stubbornly: "Master, it doesn't hurt."
Leng Yan placed his fingers on her pulse to feel it. He then took out a pill and put it into her mouth. He then crushed a few more pills and sprinkled the powder on Zhi Rong's wound.
Then he gently picked up Zhirong and said in a steady voice that gave people a sense of security, "Go to sleep for a while, Master will help you get revenge." Only she herself knew how much murderous intent was hidden behind her calm tone.
At this time, a servant came over and glanced at Zhirong with an ambiguous smile, then looked at Leng Yan and said respectfully: "Dear guest, our master invites you."
Leng Yan stood up without saying anything. The next second, terrifying spiritual energy poured out of her body and she returned to her original appearance. She then looked at the attendant who was knocked to the ground by the spiritual energy and said, "Lead the way."
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