Jiang Xiaofan knew very well that every force was a mix of good and bad people. There were good people and bad people. This time, he came to settle the karma with his disciple. Although he wanted to destroy the Ziweijiao, he didn't want to kill innocent people.
"Go."
He said indifferently.
The 16-year-old Zhang Hen was slightly choked with sobs. He knelt in the void and kowtowed to Jiang Xiaofan. "Master, thank you!"
He knew that his master came here for him.
Boom!
His whole body burst out with a bright silver light and instantly broke into the Ziweijiao.
"Long Qiong …"
Jiang Xiaofan looked forward.
"Yes, Young Master."
Long Qiong understood.
A crack slightly opened between his eyebrows, and a dim light swept out, shining on everyone in the Ziweijiao. Just like last time, there was nothing unusual, but many of the Ziweijiao's disciples had a thick blood glow on them.
"Those who carry the bloody light have all committed great crimes, and all of them have a path to death."
Long Qiong said.
This was tantamount to marking the heinous people in the Ziweijiao.
Jiang Xiaofan nodded. He first transmitted his voice to Zhang Hen, and then looked indifferently at the Ziweijiao. "Those without the blood glow can choose to leave now. If you want to resist, then I'm sorry, but please be destroyed together with the Ziweijiao … "
Whoosh!
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the Ziweijiao.
Many of them looked desperate because they found that their bodies had been covered by a thick blood glow. There were others who looked at each other. They didn't have the blood glow on them, so they hadn't committed any unforgivable evil.
Clang …
After a while, someone finally put down the weapon in his hand, lowered his head, and quickly left.
Clang …
Clang …
Clang …
When there was a first person, there was naturally a second.
Soon, more and more people walked out of the Ziwei Sect. All of them had their heads lowered.
After all, they had been in the sect for many years. Leaving just like that naturally made some people feel guilty. However, no matter how guilty they felt, they still wanted to live. Because of this, they had no other choice.
Stay or die.
Leave and live.
They didn't want to die, so they chose to leave.
These people were not covered by the blood-red light, so Jiang Xiaofan did not stop them. However, in the next moment, a person wrapped in blood-red light tried to sneak away, but Jiang Xiaofan glanced at him and directly exploded in the void.
"As I said, only those who don't have a bloody glow on them can leave."
His voice was cold.
One look was enough to kill a cultivator at the peak of the eighth layer of the Jue Chen Realm. This kind of power instantly made the hearts of most of the cultivators in the Ziweijiao tremble. At this moment, even more people left because they knew that staying meant death.
"Damn it! All of you, get back here! "
Grand Elder Ziweijiao's eyes were spitting fire.
His shout caused many of the disciples on the verge of leaving to tremble, not daring to move an inch. From this, one could see that Grand Elder Ziweijiao's influence was quite strong. Simply put, he'd accumulated it for a long time.
Slap!
As soon as he opened his mouth, Forefather Bull slapped him across the face.
"Little ant, shut up for Grandpa Niu."
The forefather snorted through his nostrils.
He'd held back and didn't even use ten percent of his strength. Otherwise, how could a mere grand elder Ziweijiao stop this terrifying old bull? Even a thousand of them wouldn't be enough to withstand a single slap.
"You!"
The venerated elder's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Forefather Bull Fiend.
He had called him an ant, claimed to be his grandfather, and slapped him in the face in front of all the disciples of the Ziwei Sect. No matter which one it was, it was enough to make him die of shame, even if he knew that the person in front of him was a Three Pure Ones cultivator.
"You piece of shit!"
The forefather snorted and sent out another slap.
"Hmm, that brat is right. Slapping people like this is quite satisfying," he murmured.
The venerated elder almost fainted from anger after hearing this. His gaze shifted from the forefather to Jiang Xiaofan. "Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha! Though he couldn't move, he could still shift his gaze. He glared at Jiang Xiaofan with eyes full of hatred, wanting nothing more than to swallow him whole.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
He didn't look at Ziweijiao or the other grand elders. Instead, he focused on Zhang Hen inside Ziweijiao's camp. Zhang Hen was drenched in blood and a saber had appeared in his hand at some point.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Silver radiance covered the saber while dozens of ordinary treasures floated around him.
This was a weapon manipulation technique recorded in the Dao Scripture.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
A loud roar echoed.
Among them were the screams of fear and terror from Ziweijiao's disciples, as well as Zhang Hen's own resentment and hatred.
At this time, apart from Jiang Xiaofan who was staring at the field, Long Qiong and dozens of other old monsters were also staring at the front without blinking. Although they couldn't accept such an ethereal Dao Physique as a disciple and were very envious of Jiang Xiaofan, they were all people who loved talents. They all shook their heads and sighed when they saw Zhang Hen like this.
They could feel how deep the hatred in this little guy's body was.
"Alas, since ancient times, the path of geniuses has always been full of hardships and difficulties …"
Even the evil corpse couldn't help but sigh.
Patriarch Turbid Heaven and the other Great Elders of the Ziwei Sect could not move at all. They could only watch as Zhang Hen slaughtered his way in like a hungry wolf. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people had been killed.
"Don't … don't come here!"
"Don't panic. He's just one person. We won't lose if we work together!"
"Ah!"
Screams echoed in Ziweijiao and were particularly ear-piercing.
Many people were wailing. They looked in the direction of the Ziwei Hierophant and the Grand Supreme Elder, hoping that the two of them would show their might and save them. Unfortunately, their savior was already unable to take care of himself and was not far from death. If it weren't for Jiang Xiaofan having other intentions, the two of them would have already gone to see the King of Hell.
"Damn it! Stop! Stop! " Ziweijiao's eyes were about to burst.
He and the Supreme Elder watched as Zhang Hen went on a killing spree, destroying one palace after another. Their hearts were bleeding. This was an inheritance that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Now that someone had broken in and destroyed it on a large scale, they were almost furious.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Blood flowed and corpses fell at Zhang Hen's feet one after another.
For the sixteen-year-old Zhang Hen, it was his first time killing someone in the forest of the Xiao Castle. It was precisely because of this that he fainted in the end. Some people were mentally and physically exhausted because of hatred, while others felt fear and nausea because it was their first time killing someone.
This time was no exception. His body was trembling, and it was obvious that he had not completely restrained the fear and disgust brought about by killing someone. Even so, he did not show any mercy at this moment. The hatred in his heart and the infinite longing for his grandfather supported his will.
"Ah!"
The 16-year-old boy roared wantonly. His eyes were bloodshot as he killed his way into the depths.
Jiang Xiaofan and the others stood in the void, looking ahead without blinking.
At this time, all the people who were not covered by the bloody light in the Ziweijiao had left, and no one dared to stay nearby for fear that Jiang Xiaofan would change his mind and kill them all. Now, those who were still in the Ziweijiao were all people who had a death wish. Jiang Xiaofan asked Long Qiong to take action and seal off the entire Ziweijiao.
"Kid, is there something wrong with your disciple? Don't leave any psychological trauma!"
Ancestor Hun Tian could not help but say.
The Intangible Dao Body was rare throughout history. Even in the brilliant ancient times, such a body constitution did not appear. It only existed in theory. Now that they had seen such a piece of unpolished jade with their own eyes, they really did not want him to leave any psychological trauma because of hatred, which would affect the future achievements of the Intangible Dao Body.
"No, if there is a grudge, it is natural for him to take revenge. If he does not take revenge, it will leave a psychological trauma in his heart …" Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "I have killed many more people than him. Do you think my Dao Heart is affected?"
"The Dao is under one's feet …"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes looked slightly deep.
Such words immediately surprised the dozens of old monsters. They looked at Jiang Xiaofan for a long time, as if it was hard to imagine that such a young man could say such profound words. Next to him, Long Qiong's eyes flashed with a strange light. He felt more and more that the Demon Emperor's Token had made the right choice.
The man in front of him would definitely be a miracle in the future.
No, now he was a miracle himself!
They looked at the Ziweijiao. They just watched Zhang Hen fight, and no one helped. Because at this time, the strongest person in the Ziweijiao was only at the Fifth Heaven of the Renhuang Realm. Cultivators at this level, with the Intangible Dao Body in the Renhuang Realm, had no reason to need others' help.
This was only one of the reasons. The most important thing was that this was Zhang Hen's battlefield. It was not an exaggeration to call it a battle of revenge. Jiang Xiaofan knew that this battle was very important to his disciple, so he would never intervene unless it was a last resort, nor would he let others intervene.
"Ah!"
Screams echoed. Many disciples of the Ziweijiao looked terrified.
Zhang Hen's body was stained with blood, like a demon from hell. But on the contrary, his body was surrounded by pure silver light. There was no evil aura at all. Instead, it was sacred and natural.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Zhang Hen waved the long saber in his right hand and held the Deification Talisman in his left hand. He killed his way from the front gate of the Ziweijiao to the depths of the Ziweijiao.
At this time, the Ziweijiao was already in a mess. Some places that were usually only accessible to the Supreme Elders and the Sect Masters were also broken into at this moment.
In this situation, who would care about these things?
Zhang Hen's eyes were red. He didn't know where he could enter the Ziweijiao and where he couldn't. Even if he knew, he would never care. At this moment, there were only four words in his mind: kill and destroy. He flashed out like a bolt of lightning. He chased the disciples of the Ziweijiao covered in blood and killed his way into the depths of the Ziweijiao.
"Damn it! Stop! Stop! "
"You! You are courting death! Stop! You can't go there! "
Seeing Zhang Hen rushing into the depths of the Ziweijiao and getting closer and closer to the core of the sect, the two Xuan Immortal Realm powerhouses were so anxious that their eyes turned red.
Both of them were so angry that their eyes were about to pop out. They were almost crazy.
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