Chapter 314: A Ray of Light!

The Sixth Master was a pitiful person.

He was once a peerless talent in the Seven Blood Eyes, just like Seventh Master. Originally, his cultivation base couldn't have stopped at the Nascent Soul stage, but at the most critical moment of his life, his lifelong beloved Dao companion, his junior sister, accidentally fell.

That fall was also to save him.

This filled the Sixth Master, who was full of emotion and nature, with endless sadness and regret. He had been crazy, he had been grief-stricken, and it was only with great difficulty that he survived that period, regained his spirits, and pinned all his hopes on the offspring left to him by his late wife.

His son was also very promising, studied hard, and was excellent himself. This made the sadness in the Sixth Master's heart gradually settle, and it seemed that his life had hope again.

But fate is sometimes so indifferent. His beloved son went missing during an experience trip.

The shattering of the life slip let him know that his beloved son had fallen.

For the Sixth Master, the degree of this blow was no less than the fall of his Dao companion years ago. What made that breath in his heart unable to dissipate and turn into suppression was that he had searched for many years and never found any clues.

Thus, after that, the Sixth Master was gloomy, drinking all day, sometimes looking at the moon and crying, grief-stricken.

This scene was seen by everyone in the Seven Blood Eyes years ago, but it was difficult to comfort his soul, only sighs remained.

This was also the reason why the Sixth Master went crazy when Xu Qing inadvertently found that trace, and it was also the reason why Blood Refining Ancestor agreed to the Sixth Master's action even when he was at war with the Sea Corpse Clan.

It was also the reason why the Sixth Master was different toward Xu Qing.

And everything that followed was also developing in a good direction. The Seven Blood Eyes successfully promoted to a great sect, joined the Alliance, and moved from the Nanhuang Continent to the Capital District.

Here, the Sixth Master had actually let go of a lot in his heart. He put all his energy into his contribution to the Seven Blood Eyes. At the same time, he silently paid attention to Xu Qing, waiting for the moment he was needed to repay that favor that was very important to him.

He even made preparations for this.

But... everything now had become clouds and smoke.

The Sixth Master, fallen.

His death reached the extreme of shock for the entire Seven Blood Eyes.

Because in the war with the Sea Corpse Clan two years ago, from beginning to end, although the Seven Blood Eyes had many casualties, no peak master at the Nascent Soul realm fell.

Even in the nearly two hundred years of time, under the leadership of Blood Refining Ancestor and the cooperation of Seventh Master in the later period, the Seven Blood Eyes rose all the way. During this period, not a single Nascent Soul realm cultivator died.

The last Nascent Soul fall was two hundred years ago, in a fierce battle between the Seven Blood Eyes and the Sea Corpse Clan.

In that battle, the Sea Corpse Clan almost reached the local territory of the Seven Blood Eyes. When the previous generation of ancestors was seriously injured and most of the peak masters died, Blood Refining Ancestor, who had traveled for many years and was even forgotten by many, returned.

He showed a Spirit Collection Great Perfection cultivation base that exceeded everyone's expectations and, at a critical moment, resolved the crisis of the Seven Blood Eyes.

From then on, he took charge of the Seven Blood Eyes.

After that, the Seven Blood Eyes developed slowly, and Nascent Soul cultivators appeared like bamboo shoots after a rain. But after all, the Nascent Soul level was very difficult for the vast majority of cultivators to reach.

Thus, after so many years, there were only a few, among which the First Peak and the Fourth Peak were the old people of that year, and the remaining six were newly promoted in the past two hundred years.

Seventh Master and Sixth Master were from the same batch who entered the mountain gate, and they were also peerless talents who competed with each other in the past.

At this moment, watching the Sixth Master's headless corpse fall from mid-air, collapsing inch by inch, until it turned into sorrowful blood rain and sprinkled in the mountain gate of the Seven Blood Eyes, Seventh Master's eyes rarely turned blood-red.

He was not a god; he couldn't calculate everything without omission!

Blood Refining Ancestor was also the same.

They had calculated that the Lingyun Sword Sect must be a hidden danger, calculated the ambiguous attitude of the Alliance Master, calculated that perhaps there would be such a sect crisis, and even calculated that in the means of these crises, there was a certain probability that someone would rebel against the sect.

And rebellion against the sect had a certain probability of involving Candlelight.

These, Seventh Master had calculated, and even made many preparations early on, including the fall of the Lingyun Sword Sect's taboo this time, which was actually within the expectations of Blood Refining Ancestor and Seventh Master.

But... they couldn't calculate the strength of Candlelight, which was vastly different from the cognition of the Capital District.

This couldn't be blamed on Seventh Master and Blood Refining Ancestor. In fact, not only them, but all the forces in the Capital District had miscalculated Candlelight, and they were still stuck in the cognition of the past.

They didn't know that Candlelight, because of the arrival of one person, was already different.

Especially when that black shadow beheaded the Sixth Master just now, the combat power that erupted was Void Returning. This was not recorded in the intelligence of all forces.

And clearly, this was premeditated and targeted. The other party came here seemingly just to kill the Sixth Master, and even showed some unknown means, making all the Sixth Master's defenses and all life-saving objects difficult to take effect. What they pursued was a one-hit kill.

In fact, it was indeed so. The black shadow's mission here was exactly the Sixth Master.

Seeing Xu Qing on the way and attacking him was just a wave of his sleeve, not paying much attention.

Because Xu Qing was not his mission.

Just like killing a chicken without using a butcher's knife, if he ran, he ran. Compared to the harvest of killing Xu Qing, he cared more about completing his master's mission. So, he went all out on the Sixth Master.

After killing and taking the head, he left in an instant, not touching any extra ones.

At this moment, Seventh Master's body trembled, looking at the black shadow moving away in the sky. The blood intent in his eyes was heaven-shaking at this moment, distorting all directions, and even the entire Seven Blood Eyes shook, but he had to suppress it.

Because he couldn't leave at this moment. He still had to go with the ancestor to suppress the Lingyun Sword Sect's taboo. Once they left, the plan couldn't be completed, and the eruption of the taboo would cause heavy damage to the sect.

Blood Refining Ancestor also had extreme sadness in his eyes, turned his head and roared, going all out to suppress the Lingyun Sword Sect's taboo. At this moment, the other peak masters were also trembling, watching the Sixth Master's corpse turn into blood rain, and the sorrow permeated their hearts and minds.

Other Golden Core protectors and disciples of each peak who remained in the mountain gate were all gloomy. Inside, especially the several Highnesses of the Sixth Peak, their bodies were shivering, emitting heartbreaking roars.

But it was to no avail.

And the ancestors of other sects, after feeling this scene, their expressions were incomparably heavy.

Several of them formed seals at the same time, making the Alliance formation form a blockade. Even the face of the Alliance Master in the sky, carrying unprecedented gloom, materialized. After looking at the Seven Blood Eyes, he looked at the city of the Lingyun Sword Sect.

Their gazes all fell on a pavilion roof there.

As the void distorted, except for the Alliance ancestors other than Blood Refining Ancestor, their figures materialized one after another. All the pressure was locked there.

The intent to kill gathered at this moment, affecting the void where they were gazed at, causing cracks to appear, as if the space there was about to collapse.

On this roof, there was a black-robed person wearing a god's remnant face mask. He had both hands behind his head, lying on the roof, looking up at Sheng Yunzi and his son in the sky. Clearly, he was on the ground and Sheng Yunzi was in the sky, but in his eyes, it was like looking at ants. He smiled, his voice young.

"Night Dove, is it his performance?"

"Master, it is not him." Night Dove responded respectfully, then looked toward the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes, his eyes having threads like starlight passing by, and he said in a low voice again.

"Master, you enjoy it slowly first. I will go and send a greeting gift to the Seven Blood Eyes. I think after this time, the entire Capital District will recognize Candlelight again, recognize Master. After all, in their previous cognition, Candlelight was just an organization that couldn't make it. But with your arrival, Master, Candlelight will be different from now on."

"Go." The black-robed youth smiled slightly. While playing with the wooden box in his hand, he turned his head and looked toward... the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes, whispering softly.

"Little Brother is going to cry again." ===== CHAPTER 315 =====

"This performance is somewhat mediocre." The young man's voice, carrying a touch of indifference, slowly drifted out.

"Yes, Master, shall I go and retrieve the mask?" Ye Jiu said in a low voice.

"No need. Although the performance was mediocre, I watched the play after all." The young man sat up, looked toward the direction of Seven Blood Eyes, smiled slightly, and stood up.

"The performance is over, so let's go." As the young man spoke, he stepped down from the pavilion and walked onto the street.

The surrounding space cracked open one after another; that was caused by the pressure of the gazes of the many ancestors gazing here from the firmament. The ground was the same, with patches of areas caving in unnaturally, emitting the terrifying sound of collapse.

Moreover, killing intent gathered from all directions, affecting the weather here, causing snowflakes to form in mid-air and fall in patches.

At the same time, the suppression force permeating the world also grew thicker and thicker, faintly capable of solidifying everything in the void, making it impossible for people to move forward.

Yet that masked young man walked with a composed pace. Even though he was locked onto by the alliance's powerhouses, and even though the firmament held a Void Returning Second Stage expert like the Alliance Leader, he remained completely relaxed.

It was as if all of this meant nothing to him. The places in this world he wanted to go, others could not stop him; when he wanted to leave, it was the same.

Behind him, Ye Jiu followed silently. The head he was carrying had almost finished dripping blood, with only an occasional drop falling onto the ground, turning into a shocking red.

At this moment of tension, the black-robed young man wearing the God's Remnant Face mask passed by a candied hawthorn stall.

The mortals here had long since been relocated, half of the Lingyun city district was empty, and because the relocation was hurried, many items were scattered all around.

The young man glanced at the candied hawthorns, a hint of memory appearing in his eyes, and he walked over to pick one up.

"Little Brother likes to eat these."

The candied hawthorn was red, the same color as the blood currently dripping from the head of Sixth Master in Ye Jiu's hand.

Witnessing this person's actions, the ancestors of the various sects in the sky grew even more solemn.

The level of this incident, from the moment these two people appeared, had already risen to an extremely high degree.

At the same time, Seven Blood Eyes also successfully suppressed the Lingyun Sword Sect's taboo. The next instant, the figures of Seventh Master and Blood Refining Ancestor rushed toward this place from the direction of Seven Blood Eyes.

The Alliance Leader of the Eight Sect Alliance in the sky had a cold gaze and spoke slowly.

"Zhu Zhao, do you intend to start an all-out war with my Eight Sect Alliance!"

Hearing this, the young man raised his head, his gaze following the eyes of the God's Remnant Face mask to look at the sky, and he chuckled.

"Ye Jiu."

"Yes!" Ye Jiu, behind him, took out a simple-looking wooden box from his bosom. This box had a lid, and at this moment, Ye Jiu gently pushed the lid and opened it.

A beam of light... suddenly dispersed from within the wooden box!

That light was colorless and formless, invisible, yet perceptible. The moment it appeared, the firmament changed color, the earth roared, the Forbidden Sea howled, and the sun and moon lost their luster!

Everyone within Seven Blood Eyes, whether mortal, disciple, or ancestor, had their expressions change drastically at this instant,

because that beam of light...

was the gaze emitted after the God's Remnant Face opened its eyes!

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