Chapter 115: Killing the Five Elders

“Haha, no need to go to such trouble!” A hearty laugh rang out, and soon after, Xu Xian strode in with large steps, his face radiating genuine joy.

However, his disheveled long hair and beard obscured much of his face, making his features difficult to discern clearly.

Long Yun’s eyes brightened as he laughed heartily, “Congratulations, Patriarch! Not only have you broken free, but your cultivation has also fully recovered to its peak!”

Xu Xian laughed loudly in response, “It’s all thanks to you!” His gaze flickered momentarily, a cold gleam flashing through his eyes. “Qingzong, I, Xu Xian, will make them pay this blood debt!”

At the mention of Qingzong, Long Yun’s expression changed sharply. “This is bad! Patriarch, the Demonic Sect is now launching a massive assault on Yinyang Spring, intending to destroy the source of the Qingshan Sect. I believe Master Shangguan and the others have already rushed to aid them. Our Jade Sword Sect is weak and outnumbered, and with Qingzong sabotaging us from within, we must act swiftly, Patriarch—we have to hurry and provide assistance!”

Xu Xian furrowed his brow. “Very well, let’s go immediately.”

Outside the stone chamber, beside the stone platform, the five elders of Qingzong stood silently, exchanging glances. One of them murmured, “So much time has passed already; who knows if that brat has been killed by the old man?”

Another elder’s brow knitted tightly with worry. “Something’s wrong. That brat is no easy opponent, and the old man is still trapped by the Pipa Bone. If a fierce battle broke out, it would be a clash of dragons and tigers. Yet there’s been no sound of fighting—something must have changed.”

“Second brother, you’re being overly cautious! That old man has been trapped so long, his mind has likely dulled. What could possibly go wrong? Just wait a bit longer, then we’ll go check. I bet that brat won’t even leave a trace!” another elder laughed heartily.

The eldest among them shook his head. “Second brother’s concerns aren’t unfounded. Both of them hail from the same sect; if they use their cultivation techniques against each other, unexpected things might happen. No, we must go in and see for ourselves. That brat might be up to some trick again.”

“All right, let’s enter and take a look,” another elder who hadn’t spoken until then finally said, furrowing his brows.

Just as the five elders resolved to investigate, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted from beneath them. The tranquil, radiant stone platform shattered violently into countless fragments that scattered through the air.

A terrifying force radiated outward, turning everything in its path to dust.

Caught off guard, the five elders were struck by the shockwave; their protective qi wavered. Fortunately, their senses were sharp enough to activate their divine arts, narrowly avoiding injury, but their eyes were filled with inexplicable dread.

“Hahaha! I, Xu Xian, have finally emerged!” A manic laughter echoed around, causing the elders’ eardrums to ring. Moments later, Xu Xian’s figure soared into the sky before landing back on the ground.

At the same time, Long Yun and Yan Qingqing floated down slowly behind him, their gazes fixed on the five elders, whose faces had turned pale as white paper.

“So it’s you six old bastards. Huh? One’s missing?” Xu Xian’s eyes landed on the five elders, his murderous intent impossible to conceal as the temperature around them dropped sharply.

The five elders dared not utter a sound. Though Xu Xian was their junior, as core members of Qingzong, they knew his cultivation power all too well.

He was a figure even Feng Wuji feared. According to Feng Wuji, Xu Xian’s cultivation had broken through to the eighth level of the Innate Realm, the pinnacle of the eighth stage.

Compared to Xu Xian, the five elders were mere clowns. Having lived for a long time, they treasured their lives far more than the younger disciples.

Thus, fear gripped them. Without hesitation, they scattered in five different directions, fleeing into the distance.

“Still want to run? Not so easy,” Xu Xian snorted coldly. With a single hand, five silken threads shot from his fingertips, wrapping tightly around the waists of the five elders.

With a swift tug, the five elders groaned as they were yanked back, crashing heavily onto the ground in utter disgrace.

Long Yun sighed softly. The five elders who had once driven him to flee in panic now lay utterly beaten with Xu Xian standing unchallenged.

He wondered when he himself might reach such a level of cultivation. Perhaps only by attaining such power could one dominate the entire Qingshan Sect.

The five elders lay sprawled on the stone ground, terror flashing across their faces as they looked toward Xu Xian with growing fear.

“You five worthless relics—living so long with no conscience left! You’ve followed Feng Wuji in his misdeeds for all these years; fine, then dissolve into nothingness!” Xu Xian snorted coldly.

He flicked his fingers, and a beam of light shot forth, splitting into five streams, each transforming into a sword aura tipped with a falling star.

Long Yun’s eyes flickered. The Starfall Ultimate Sword Technique!

He had a deep understanding of this technique, and the Sword Stone’s spirit had praised his comprehension highly. Yet Xu Xian’s version simplified this complex and versatile technique while more than doubling its power. This simple sword strike unleashed the profound essence of the stars to its utmost.

The five elders had no time to react before the five sword auras struck simultaneously, reducing them to bloody pulp, never to exist again.

“Let’s go. To Yinyang Sect!” Xu Xian said nonchalantly as he pursued his path toward Yinyang Spring.

At that moment, several disciples of the Jade Sword Sect gathered together.

Chen Huafei was already bloodied all over, his true qi severely depleted. Seeing Shangguan Yu leading Xiao Leng, Chang Yi, Chen Long, and Liu Xiaoxiao charging toward him, a faint glimmer of joy appeared on his face, quickly replaced by deep guilt.

“Huafei, fall back behind us!” Shangguan Yu’s presence was not particularly outstanding in the Qingshan Sect, but he was no pushover. With a single sword sweep, he severed over ten Blood Origin Sect warriors in half.

Chen Huafei slipped into the safe zone formed by the five, trying hard to recover his true qi, remorsefully saying, “Sect Master, I’m sorry. The disciples I brought have all been...”

Her voice trailed off with a heavy sigh.

Shangguan Yu glanced around and noticed that only Jade Sword Sect forces remained, completely surrounded by countless evil cultivators with no reinforcements from other sects.

He instantly realized that Qingzong had deliberately handed this area over to Jade Sword Sect, aiming to finish off Jade Sword after Blood Origin Sect’s assault.

This thought darkened Shangguan Yu’s expression. He did not oppose Qingzong’s dominance over the Qingshan Sect, but now, they faced a common enemy—the righteous path.

If even now Qingzong sought personal revenge through public power, then Qingzong no longer deserved to lead the Qingshan Sect. At least in Shangguan Yu’s heart, his disgust for Qingzong ran deep.

“Huafei, this is not your fault. But next time, if such a situation arises, wait for me to return before taking action. If anything happens, I will take responsibility,” Shangguan Yu said gravely.

Chen Huafei sighed again, offering no objection, knowing he had indeed acted hastily.

With the five experts led by Shangguan Yu joining the fight, the battle soon stabilized.

Blood Origin Sect realized Chen Huafei was leading only ordinary disciples and sent no masters—just disciples to assault them.

Under the full force of Shangguan Yu and his companions, the Blood Origin Sect disciples could not withstand their furious onslaught and began to retreat.

The five formed a battle formation: Shangguan Yu as the vanguard, Xiao Leng and Chang Yi guarding the flanks, Liu Xiaoxiao and Chen Long covering the rear, and Chen Huafei protected at the center. The formation pressed forward swiftly, breaking through the ranks of the Blood Origin Sect.

Shangguan Yu did not lead the Jade Sword disciples away but charged deeper inside. After all, Yinyang Spring was the root of the entire Qingshan Sect. If it fell, the righteous path of Qingshan would be doomed.

“Master Shangguan is indeed a man of good fortune. Yinyang Spring is under such attack, yet you arrive so fashionably late. Your Jade Sword Sect truly is petty,” Bai Yunfei sneered while pushing back his foes, his cold voice carrying disdain.