Chapter 394: Chapter 394
394: Chapter 381: Thunderstrike Kills 394: Chapter 381: Thunderstrike Kills “Short-sighted!
Death is too good for them!” The crowd who had handed over their Spirit Stones was very angry.
The noble Young Master of the Tianlong Sect looked down on the group before him with disdain.
Among them, there were also those honest ones who had not taken part in the rebellion.
He thought to himself, keeping such a group around was truly a hidden danger.
If the situation came to a downfall, wouldn’t these people about to plunge into the Death Realm grasp at straws, causing trouble for themselves and others?
He raised his hand, still stained with blood, and the unstable flow of Spiritual Power in his palm emitted a cold light, casting his features in a particularly harsh light as he said coldly, “We all have limited energy; we can’t tolerate your constant disruptions.
Since you harbor malicious intentions, you deserve to be executed for your actions.”
Most of those who had paid the Spirit Stones also echoed in agreement, murderous intent emerging.
“Indeed, if these fools drag us all down, they would truly be inexcusable even if they died a hundred times over!”
“To sacrifice a little is to preserve the greater good.”
However, some of the honest Cultivators who were short of resources panicked and unwillingly said, “On what grounds should we be killed?
We always reason things out, we don’t rob or loot, and we act with integrity and transparency.
Why do you still want to eradicate us?”
The Young Master of the Tianlong Sect was obviously a reckless and proud figure, utterly lacking in tact.
His blunt words directly provoked everyone’s anger.
“Early death or late death is all the same.
Once the Bronze Gate opens, do you think that with your little cultivation you can escape from death?
If you really understood reason, you would jump into the Bronze Gate sooner rather than later and be done with it.
This would spare you the fear and anxiety.
The Spiritual Energy within Ghost Mountain is limited.
If you weren’t here, the rest of us could conserve some energy, couldn’t we?”
These were utterly unreasonable words, and they instantly enraged the group of people on the other side.
“Are those the words of a human being?!”
“What gives you the right to decide our life and death?!”
Yet, the group that had paid the Spirit Stones thought that while the Tianlong Sect Young Master was crude, his logic wasn’t flawed.
The reality was just so.
Who knew if they might suddenly rise in rebellion, creating unforeseen troubles?
Even if this group remained well-behaved, a large bunch of people meditating to recover would also be a waste of the limited Spiritual Energy in Ghost Mountain, wouldn’t it?
If death was inevitable sooner or later, why drag it out and burden others?
For a moment, many cast cold, repulsed, doubtful, gloomy, and resolute stares, inciting anger in the group that was not willing to cause trouble.
The two forces clashed suddenly, and the scene became indescribably chaotic.
Fang Geyu yawned lazily, seemingly already accustomed to the spectacle before him.
Li Jiujiu, with her limited influence, had the intention to mediate, but she also knew she could not make any difference and naturally wouldn’t wade into this muddy water.
Baili An watched in silence as Ning Feiyan, sitting leisurely atop the Demon Vine, took an interest in the chaotic scene, looking like she wished for nothing less than turmoil.
This commotion had disturbed Ying Xiu from his meditation and adjustment behind the mountain.
He furrowed his eyebrows and could no longer stand by without attempting to resolve the conflict between the two sides.
However, after several bouts of fighting, with weapons already bloodied and even lives lost on both sides, how could he stabilize the situation alone?
Baili An did not wish to get involved in human struggles, but he always felt that Ning Feiyan’s interest was not in the Spirit Stones.
Otherwise, why would she reject the use of precious Magic Artifacts as a substitute for Spirit Stones, as if she was indifferent to the death of these talented individuals from the Righteous Immortal Sect?
He couldn’t figure out her motives in the moment, but he couldn’t allow the situation to develop according to her wishes.
At that moment, the ongoing battle between the two sides had become completely uncontrollable.
Even Ying Xiu, who was mediating the conflict, had been struck by several swords.
His expression gradually hardened as he could no longer suppress his anger, losing control and lashing out with his Demon-Sealing Sword, which swept out wrapped in malevolent energy.
The inherently overbearing Young Master of the Tianlong Sect was caught by the residual force, which churned his blood, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
As much as he wanted to react, he realized that he was facing the Crown Prince of the Central Netherworld.
Upon recognizing a figure he could not afford to provoke, he was forced to swallow the rebellious blood in his mouth, suppress his malevolence, and vent his anger on others instead.
He dared not directly oppose Ying Xiu, but he was deeply resentful of his meddling.
“Since you want to play the Saint and save these wretches, I’ll just kill them all and see what you’ll do about it!”
Reaching into his robe, the Young Master of the Tianlong Sect immediately pulled out four Thunder Talismans and threw one in each direction.
The dark blue lightning instantly tore through the dark space, violently scattering in all directions!
Ying Xiu’s face underwent a drastic change that was one of shock!
The thunder, like lightning blades, furiously bombarded down under the control of the Young Master of the Tianlong Sect’s Spiritual Power, precisely striking the people who couldn’t pay their Spiritual Energy.
The power of these four Thunder Talismans, crafted by a Great Talisman Master, was immense, capable of sweeping through armies.
Those who were hit by the talismans were either killed or seriously injured.
The Young Master of the Tianlong Sect showed no mercy, not caring whether these people wanted to fight or not, commanding the thunder to strike mercilessly.
Those faced with the thunder turned pale and scattered like startled birds and beasts.
The dispersed crowd made the scene utterly chaotic.
The Thunder Talisman was a powerful righteous artifact capable of destroying a thousand spells and evil spirits, a precious Divine Talisman intended for use against evil spirits.
These talismans, meant for battlefields where right and evil clash, could instantly kill a Demon General if all four were used together.
Yet, he had used them against his fellow Daoist Immortal Sect members.
At that moment, a small-statured girl emerged from the crowd, her delicate brows furrowed as she tried to dodge with others but was bumped by a burly Cultivator escaping the lightning.
Unsteady, she fell to the ground.
The girl seemed to be injured, her face pale and painful.
When she was bumped, a spasm of pain crossed her small face, and she fell forward onto the ground with a thud.
Her black dress soaked in the blood on the ground, a pair of clean little hands became reddened from abrasions, looking rather pitiful and helpless.
She lifted a pair of bright, exceptionally beautiful eyes and watched the thunderbolts shooting at her.
Her black hair was whipped into a frenzy by the Gale, and the purple lightning cast her already pale complexion in an even weaker light.
The Thunder Talisman blades cut mercilessly towards her eyes.
People scattering around were too busy saving themselves to consider helping her.
The Young Master of the Tianlong Sect raised his eyebrows, clearly noticing the especially young girl among the group, seeming a bit surprised.
But he did not hold back; the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile, and with a light tap of his finger on his forehead, the invisible spiritual power from within his spirit platform and Divine Mansion continued to manipulate the Thunder Talismans.
The Thunder Blades, like roaring Ferocious Beasts, plummeted down, instantly engulfing the girl’s silhouette and cutting several deep marks into the ground.
In the scorched earth amidst unfading purple lightning, hot mist boiled up.
Clothes around the area touched by the residual heat and mist turned to ash, skin scalded into horrific fresh red blisters and scars.
Ying Xiu roared in anger, “Bi Ping!
You even kill an unarmed young girl!
How are your actions any different from those of evil demons?!”