Chapter Thirty-Three: The Old Man Came After Killing His Son
The crimson rainbow vanished instantly. After it disappeared, several Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in the sky, looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering what had happened to enrage the Palace Master.
What should they do now? Chase after them? Or not?
The crimson rainbow within was none other than Sima Nan, Sima Xuan's father and the master of Qingluo Palace. Sima Nan sensed Sima Xuan's death the instant he perished.
Who is it?
Who killed his son?
He used the power of his bloodline to sense the location where his son died.
No matter who it is, he wants to make that person wish they were dead. He wants to torture them with the most terrifying tortures in the world, making them watch the people they care about most die one by one in front of them.
Sima Nan's long hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with the pain of losing his son and boundless anger.
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On the flying boat, Han Wei was taking inventory of Sima Xuan's storage bag. She said to Gu Qi beside her, "There are about ten spiritual artifacts, but no spiritual treasures, not even pseudo-spiritual treasures. Although there are quite a lot of spirit stones, it seems that even the young master of Qingluo Palace is not as wealthy as I am."
Gu Qi looked at her, his eyes deep, a slight smile on his face: "Now you know how good I am to you, right?"
Han Wei looked up and met his golden eyes. She stared at him for a moment, but then felt his gaze was too intense and immediately looked away.
At that moment, the eastern sky turned blood red, as if a tide was rushing towards them, and the entire sky was filled with a chilling killing intent.
Han Wei looked at Gu Qi beside her:
"They arrived quite quickly."
Gu Qi and Han Wei stood on the deck of the flying boat, their robes billowing in the wind.
The master and disciple watched as the crimson tide on the horizon approached. Then, a tall, thin middle-aged man emerged from the crimson tide. He wore a red robe and had long hair that reached his waist. Although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome, but at this moment, his handsome face was filled with ferocious killing intent and tyranny, as if he wished he could tear everything in front of him to pieces.
The moment Sima Nan appeared, the entire space seemed to tremble, and the pressure of his Nascent Soul stage filled the whole world.
In her past life, Han Wei had never actually interacted with this person directly. Although she killed his son, no one knew. Han Wei also didn't know whether Sima Nan had already entered the Nascent Soul stage.
Now she was certain that Sima Nan was already at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"It was you, you killed my son!" Sima Nan pointed at Gu Qi, his voice icy cold.
He didn't believe that Han Wei, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, could kill his mid-stage Nascent Soul son. Therefore, the only one who could have killed his son was Gu Qi, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. He killed his own son and didn't even flee; instead, he seemed to be waiting for him here. Very good, very good indeed!
He was determined to extract this person's soul and refine it.
Facing Sima Nan's astonishing pressure and killing intent, Gu Qi showed not the slightest panic. He remained calm and composed, even sporting a gentle smile.
"I presume you are Palace Master Sima? I greet you!"
"You actually didn't run away."
"Why run away? To nip the problem in the bud, we should kill Palace Master Sima as well." Gu Qi smiled warmly, his white robes fluttering, his appearance unparalleled, like a banished immortal.
Han Wei: "..."
You really know how to talk!
Sima Nan's aura and killing intent became even more terrifying. If Han Wei hadn't been extraordinary, she would have already coughed up blood and fainted.
Enraged, Sima Nan roared, and the blood tide behind him transformed into four crimson demonic dragons that charged towards Gu Qi and Han Wei. The four demonic dragons roared, and the entire sky rumbled, with red lightning flashing across the heavens. The terrifying dragon roars could be heard for miles around.
A Nascent Soul stage expert is terrifyingly powerful!
Han Wei hid behind Gu Qi. A flash of five-colored light appeared on her body, and the five-colored celestial robe was already on her. Gu Qi stood against the wind, his long robe fluttering. As Han Wei looked at his tall figure, another person's image inappropriately flashed through her mind.
He is ultimately different from him; Gu Qi's gentleness is merely a superficial disguise.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Streams of sword energy shot out from Gu Qi's body, transforming into countless silver longswords. The sound of these swords cutting through the air was like a howling storm. In an instant, 100,000 flying swords appeared in the sky, a torrential downpour of silver swords colliding with the four demonic dragons.
Rumble—
When Gu Qi killed Sima Xuan, he also used 100,000 flying swords, but this time the sword energy was stronger and faster.
The four demonic dragons were only briefly clashed with his flying sword before being slowly sliced to pieces by the sword, their wails turning into a rain of blood.
This wasn't a real dragon to begin with.
What?
Sima Nan looked at Gu Qi in disbelief, then his expression suddenly hardened:
"You are not in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm."
Gu Qi chuckled softly, and all the flying swords that had been hovering in the sky shot towards Sima Nan. Each sword trailed a long, silver arc, their speed astonishing.
Sima Nan flicked his left sleeve, unleashing a burst of energy that formed waves of red blood that shattered Gu Qi's flying sword.
Gu Qi was still smiling, his white robes fluttering, and the sword intent emanating from him grew stronger and stronger, soaring into the sky and transforming into a giant golden sword.
The giant sword was hundreds of feet long, surrounded by intense, blazing sword energy that resembled golden flames, illuminating the entire sky, before it slashed down towards Sima Nan.
Sima Nan's expression changed drastically. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a blinding blood-red light erupted from his body. Then, a red giant appeared behind him. The giant's body was transparent, and it looked exactly like Sima Nan. This was Sima Nan's primordial spirit dharma form.
Sima Nan held a jet-black spear in his hand, and his primordial spirit dharma image also held a spear.
With a loud shout from Sima Nan.
The spear held by the primordial spirit clashed with the giant sword, producing a deafening sound that seemed to shatter the entire sky. After realizing that Gu Qi was a Nascent Soul cultivator like himself, Sima Nan had already unleashed his most trump card.
The spear he held in his hand was a pseudo-spiritual treasure that the founding patriarch of Qingluo Palace had obtained by chance. He had almost never used this magic weapon, and he thought he had been cautious enough in taking it out this time. Who knew that the spear would shatter into pieces the moment it clashed with the giant sword formed from Gu Qi's sword energy.
What?
impossible!
Sima Nan's eyes widened.
To his astonishment, the giant sword not only destroyed his magical spear, but was now slashing towards his primordial spirit and his physical body. Startled, Sima Nan retreated rapidly, quickly forming hand seals to create a massive red shield to protect himself.
But with a snap, the shield shattered.
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