Chapter 689: Chapter 689

"We are the ten great Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters of the White Tiger Sect and the Supreme Elder, do you dare to touch us?" Shoujian sneered.

"A bunch of idiots! Even at this point, you still can’t discern the situation. Open your dog eyes and watch closely, watch how I slaughter you!" Saintess Hua Yan said with a cold look in her eyes.

With a grasp of her hand, she pulled out a green long spear from her storage bag.

The entire green long spear was twelve feet long, engraved with a series of exquisite flora and fauna patterns. The tip of the spear flickered with a cold gleam, clearly a rare treasure.

Holding the green long spear, Saintess Hua Yan coldly walked over to a disciple of the White Tiger Sect.

The green long spear in her hand thrust forward fiercely, piercing right through the disciple’s head.

Without a glance at him, her expression cold, she gripped the green long spear and walked towards the next White Tiger Sect disciple.

Bang, bang, bang... The rıghtful source is 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍

In the blink of an eye, over thirty disciples lay dead by the hands of Saintess Hua Yan.

Only the ten great Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters and the elders’ group remained.

An elder, seeing Saintess Hua Yan coldly walking towards him, was immediately scared to the point of wetting himself.

"Ah! Don’t, don’t come over..." the elder cried out in fear.

"Hmph! Go to hell!" Saintess Hua Yan let out a cold snort, her green long spear thrusting fiercely forward, blowing his head apart and executing him on the spot.

Casually, she wielded the green long spear, bursting the heads of the remaining four elders.

Now, from the whole group of elders, only the Great Elder remained.

"Saintess Hua Yan, what do you want to do? I am the Great Elder of the White Tiger Sect. As long as you promise to spare me, I can swear! I will be forever loyal to you!" the Great Elder said in fear.

"You old fool! Did you really think I wouldn’t know what wicked thoughts you harbored?" Hua Yan said with a sneer.

After speaking, her green long spear thrust fiercely, piercing his head and leaving a huge hole in it.

With deep resentment, the once-great Elder of the White Tiger Sect was humiliated and killed.

"It’s your turn now!" Saintess Hua Yan sneered, her gaze falling on the remaining Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters.

"Ah! Junior Sister Hua Yan, don’t kill us, we know our mistake!"

Seeing the murderous gaze of Saintess Hua Yan, the remaining Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters panicked, crying out in fear.

Among them, only Shoujian Saint Child, from beginning to end, kept his mouth shut, never once begging for mercy.

"Hmph, hmph! All of you go die!" Hua Saintess’s eyes turned cold as she spoke.

Her green long spear thrust out fiercely, its cold gleam splitting into several streams, piercing towards their heads.

She directly executed these Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters. Now, on the vast ground, only Shoujian Saint Child, Zhang Xiaohao and the White-clothed Young Master were left.

As for why Saintess Hua Yan didn’t just kill the White-clothed Young Master, it’s quite ironic, for he actually ended up underneath Zhang Xiaohao.

To kill him, she would have to deal with Zhang Xiaohao first.

If what had just happened hadn’t occurred, Saintess Hua Yan would certainly not have held back at all, a single thrust of her spear would have blasted Zhang Xiaohao away.

But now, her heart was filled with complexity! Subconsciously, she saved him for last.

"Now it’s your turn!" Saintess Hua Yan said coldly.

After speaking, she walked towards Shoujian Saint Child with a murderous aura.

Her green spear trembled, bringing a huge whooshing sound through the air as it hammered towards Shoujian Saint Child’s head.

At that moment, a powerful sound of breaking air suddenly erupted.

Saintess Hua Yan’s eyebrows twisted, and she retracted her green spear, standing guard with full attention against this sudden unexpected incident.

Ten figures suddenly fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.

Upon seeing who it was, Saintess Hua Yan’s eyebrows knitted together—it was the Sky Dragon Sect Master and a group of others.

"Ah! Sky Dragon Sect Master, you beast! How dare you harm the disciples of the Sky Snake Branch, die!"

"Sky Dragon, you old fool, I will kill you!"

"Die, you brat Sky Dragon!"

No sooner had this group entered, the remaining nine, one by one, roared with savage expressions, ready to charge at the Sky Dragon Sect Master.

But suddenly, they realized they couldn’t move at all, and the True Qi inside their bodies was rapidly disappearing. In just a moment, more than half had been drained.

"Ah! What the hell is going on?"

"Sky Dragon, you old bastard, it must be your doing!"

Feeling the drastic changes within themselves, the Sky Snake Leader and the others screamed furiously.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash, and you think you can kill me? Ridiculous!" the Sky Dragon Sect Master said with a cold smirk.

He got up nonchalantly from the ground and leisurely unsheathed the green long saber from his waist.

Swish, swish, swish...

With a flash of the blade, he cleanly decapitated the Sky Snake Leader and the other nine.

"Idiots! With such low intelligence, you dare to challenge me, utterly ignorant of life and death! Did you really think I would kindly bring you all inside? And let you bring so many people with you? Utterly foolish! Each jade slip can carry a maximum of nine people; you idiots brought thousands! During the spatial transmission, it would be strange if you weren’t crushed to death by that immense force!" the Sky Dragon Sect Master said with disdain, shaking his head.

After finishing, he lifted his gaze, looking amused at Saintess Hua Yan, then glanced over the corpses of the Saint Heirs on the ground.

"Hua Yan, you’ve done quite well! To have slaughtered these wastes! I am becoming more and more interested in you," the Sky Dragon Sect Master said with amusement.

"Hmph! I am quite curious, why are you unharmed?" Saintess Hua Yan asked coldly.

"Haha... all thanks to you!" the Sky Dragon Sect Master laughed heartily.

"Speak!" Saintess Hua Yan demanded coldly.

"You remember Leng Yue, don’t you?" the Sky Dragon Sect Master said, his laughter subsiding.

"Isn’t Leng Yue already dead?" Saintess Hua Yan said, puzzled.

"She was my woman! Unexpectedly, I learned a huge secret from you. Thus, I took advantage of the situation and secretly instructed Leng Yue to draw some of your blood while you slept! As for the jade slip, I obtained it from the Sect Leader," the Sky Dragon Sect Master said proudly, laughing.

"I see! No wonder Leng Yue was acting so strangely recently. So all this time, you’ve been plotting from the shadows! However, I am curious—Leng Yue has followed me for over thirty years; why would she suddenly betray me?" Saintess Hua Yan asked coldly.

"Haha! Because she’s my woman now! I promised her that if she helped me take over the White Tiger Sect Leader’s throne, she would be the future Lady of the White Tiger Sect. Sigh, what a good woman she was, just too foolish! After having my fun, I had to silence her by killing her," the Sky Dragon Sect Master bragged.