Chapter 251: The Unspoken Identity

In an instant, many Xiūshì could not Chénshòu bù zhù and immediately tried to flee.

Jiéguǒ, Qin Yang and Changdao came to kill almost simultaneously.

Those fleeing cultivators were directly slain.

All their primordial spirits were sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Seeing this blatant scene of devouring primordial spirits, the Xiūshì in the distance changed expression dramatically.

Qin Yang's behavior is no different from that of evil demons.

But no one dared to say anything.

Qin Yang also despised explaining.

When I achieve success and fame, great scholars will defend my teachings for me.

He is strong enough not to worry about others' opinions.

Those people will automatically rationalize his actions.

This makes the remaining cultivators even more panicked.

"Heaven has the virtue of preserving life, please spare us."

"You are a compassionate person, we were only momentarily misguided, we were wrong."

"We will never dare again, we truly know we were wrong."

"Please forgive us."

Qin Yang sighed and said, "Heaven cannot forgive you, let alone me forgiving you."

"Impossible, you cannot represent Heaven."

A Xiūshì said.

"I just performed a divination for you; the hexagram shows that today you will suffer a Xuěguāng disaster and all will die."

Qin Yang said.

Those cultivators were speechless.

In the next moment, Qin Yang struck again.

Over a hundred cultivators were completely slaughtered by him.

All primordial spirits were taken into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner; they can be said to never be reborn.

Qin Yang waved his hand, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner merged into his body.

Qin Yang sighed, "My divination is truly accurate."

The cultivators watching the spectacle from afar were all speechless.

Then, Qin Yang's gaze fell upon them.

"Shall I perform a divination for you?"

Those people instantly turned and fled, without any hesitation.

Qin Yang's divination is too valuable; one life per time, you can only have it once in a lifetime.

At that moment, Qin Yang abruptly turned around.

The Demon God Killing Thought reappeared; it stared at Qin Yang, with demonic light flickering in its eyes.

Qin Yang's smile vanished; he coldly stared at the Demon God Killing Thought and said in a chilling voice, "I know your identity; I don't want you to completely cut off the chance of its reappearance. Do you still want to trouble me?"

He was somewhat angry.

Is the other side endless?

Since that's the case, he doesn't mind cutting off the other's final chance of life.

"You are a fellow practitioner; let me tell you, I can become your ally."

The Demon God Killing Thought said.

Qin Yang snorted, "Proud as you are, you would become an ally with me, a non‑immortal?"

"Your path is destined for us to become allies."

The Demon God Killing Thought said.

Qin Yang felt a jolt; the other had seen his way?

"I truly don't know what kind of deity your master is, that could produce a disciple like you; it seems he is not ordinary, perhaps an old friend of mine."

The Demon God Killing Thought said.

"You are overthinking; my master is a person from later generations."

"Do you yourself believe it?"

The Demon God Killing Thought asked.

Qin Yang merely gave a faint smile.

Arguing these matters with the other is of no significance.

Qin Yang smiled again, saying nothing.

"Fine, I won't waste more words on you junior; I have other matters."

Having said that, the Demon God Killing Thought left.

Watching the Demon God Killing Thought's departing back, Qin Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his thoughts unknown.

"Qin Yang, what exactly is his identity?" Zi Yan asked curiously.

Qin Yang shook his head.

"You don't know?" Zi Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Just now Qin Yang clearly said he knew.

"It cannot be spoken; his identity is crucial, and if revealed, his enemies might sense it."

Everyone glanced at each other.

Is it that evil?

Even uttering the name is forbidden; it would be sensed.

Who exactly is this person's opponent? So terrifying.

"Forget it, if it can't be spoken, then I won't speak it; I'm not curious either."

Zi Yan said.

But her curiosity was practically bursting.

They left.

While the other cultivators only arrived here now.

Seeing the ground littered with blood and bones, everyone glanced at each other, their expressions a mix of shock and fear.

"This Qin Yang seems even more insane than his master, killing without blinking an eye."

Ling Xuzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Zi Changsheng glanced at Ling Xuzi and retorted, "If you just rescued the other party, got injured, and then they came to ambush you, what would you do?"

"Obviously, eliminate them all, leaving none behind."

At that point, Ling Xuzi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "These people deserve to die."

Zi Changsheng smiled.

"However, Qin Yang actually forged a Ten Thousand Souls Banner; that's hard to justify. His Ten Thousand Souls Banner has already become a celestial artifact. How many people did he kill? Probably a hundred thousand. I've never heard of any place within Jiuzhou where ten thousand people died."

Ling Xuzi looked puzzled.

"Not long ago, the Beautiful Country lost a million lives; it must have been Qin Yang's doing."

Zi Changsheng said.

"Barbarians beyond the borders? That's not a crime; on the contrary, it's boundless merit."

Ling Xuzi felt relieved.

Barbarians beyond the borders are not considered humans.

This is the entrenched mindset of the older generation of cultivators.

"That's actually a good method; I'll also Shìshì."

Ling Xuzi seemed eager to give it a try.

"You can Shìshì, as long as you can withstand Heaven's Punishment; Qin Yang endured the Heaven's Punishment, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner then transformed."

Zi Changsheng laughed.

Ling Xuzi suddenly shivered all over.

Heaven's Punishment?

When he was still a junior cultivator, he personally witnessed a Sǎnxiān who had survived six Tiānjié, a being whose strength rivaled true immortals, being directly split apart, body and spirit annihilated, after attracting Heaven's Punishment.

He would never forget that scene for the rest of his life.

The might of Heaven's Punishment even surpasses Tiānjié.

Even for a great master at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing stage, facing Tiānjié, they have less than a fifty percent chance of success.

Let alone a higher-level Heaven's Punishment.

"Forget it, pretend I never said that."

Ling Xuzi gave an awkward smile.

Then, looking at Zi Changsheng with a hint of doubt, he asked oddly, "That's not right; how do you know so much? Logically, you and I both cultivate on Shu Mountain, so you shouldn't know this much."

Zi Changsheng gave Ling Xuzi a glance and smiled faintly.

He gave no answer.

Ling Xuzi's curiosity grew even more.

The more Zi Changsheng remained silent, the itchier it made him.

At this moment, Qin Yang had already returned to Nan Cheng.

He had just arrived back when he received a call from the school.

"Mr. Qin, Wu Qiao is missing."

Qin Yang was startled for a moment, then told the teacher, "I'll go to the school right now."

"What happened to Wu Qiao?"

Ji Dou Dou asked.

"The teacher called saying she disappeared; I'll go take a look,"

Qin Yang said.

Wu Qiao herself is very strong; ordinary people can't threaten her.

Even a typical cultivator below the Transformation Stage couldn't silently take Wu Qiao away.

What on earth is going on?

Qin Yang felt a weight in his heart.

Upon arriving at the school and sensing the lingering aura inside, a cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes.

The Demon God Killing Thought— it was that guy who acted.

What does he intend to do?