Chapter 100: Might as well listen to the wind to distinguish positions, and kill by blocking the eyes

The aura that poured down, a scene like a demon, caused hundreds of the most forward armored soldiers to stumble and fall to the ground.

The Imperial Guards, who could not see the end behind them, looked at each other, with suspicious and uncertain expressions on their faces. Whether looking at his appearance or seeing him suspended in mid-air, they only felt that this was either a celestial being descending to the world or a monster descending to the world.

The blue-robed youth raised his hand, and white Qi like smoke and mist took it downward. The severed arm and severed leg fell out of thin air onto the wounds of Kou and Xu.

Following the Original Qi turning into dense white silk threads, it made the two of them link and overlap at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it gave everyone present a rebirth of a severed arm and a severed leg.

Who knows how many people opened their eyes wide, or couldn't help rubbing their eyes, as if they couldn't believe this scene before them.

Kou and Xu looked at their regained limbs in disbelief, and thanks to the thick and long True Qi obtained from the Tribulation Sea, their strength instantly recovered by more than half. They couldn't help but stand up and wave their hands and feet, only then discovering that they were not dreaming.

Immediately, the two of them, holding incomparably complex feelings, bowed to the blue-robed youth:

"The disciples thank Master for saving us."

"It's just that you passed my test. If the disciples under my sect are either missing hands or feet, it would be unsightly. After all, my sect is the New Jingzhai, not the Heavenly Crippled Sect."

Zhuang Buran's wind momentum gradually intensified, drifting toward the Imperial Guards. His gaze dropped, and a pair of white eyes flashed with light:

"The Heavenly Dao has no relatives, the Heavenly Dao is selfless, the Heavenly Dao is heartless, so cultivating the Heavenly Dao should also be without relatives, selfless, and heartless."

"But I, Qing Jingyuan, am ultimately a mortal body, and also the Master of the New Jingzhai of the righteous martial arts. Cultivating the Heavenly Dao in the human world, how can the immortal fetus I raise not be stained with the dust of the red world."

The majestic man in the distance gave a cold and solemn order:

"Monster's illusion, how dare you come to make a fool of yourself! Shoot arrows!"

"Xiu xiu xiu!"

Arrows shot toward the blue-robed youth like a blanket.

The heroic aura vibrated, actually fixing the arrows all over the sky in mid-air.

Zhuang Buran closed his eyes and chanted:

"In this world, I am the Master of the Righteous Sect, unable to bear seeing blood. Might as well... listen to the wind to distinguish positions, and kill by blocking the eyes."

As the words fell, the arrows turned back, and thousands of armored soldiers turned into corpses in an instant.

Where had the people on the field ever seen such a scene? Such non-human power was truly far beyond their imagination. They only felt that they were fighting against ghosts, gods, and demons, and there was absolutely no possibility of victory.

As morale collapsed, most of the armored soldiers found it difficult to move and dared not move forward again. There were also many people crying and fleeing, shouting in extreme terror:

"Monster!"

The power of flying, the rebirth of severed limbs, and the ability of ghosts and gods were a series of evil things that happened one after another, causing their psychological defense line to collapse completely, and they fled for their lives.

"Bastard, it's just..." The majestic man glared, but before he could finish speaking, he felt a breeze blow past. His pupils shook, only to see the blue-robed youth appear beside him like a ghost.

"The 'Yuwen Clan' is one of the four great clans under heaven. The clan leader Yuwen Shang is the number one expert of the Yuwen family. Under him are four great experts, namely Yuwen Huaji, Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Wudi, and Yuwen Shiji."

"Among these four, the Sui Emperor Yang Guang's Imperial Guard Superintendent Yuwen Huaji is the most well-known to martial artists, because he is the first person after Yuwen Shang to practice the family secret technique 'Ice Mysterious Force' to great success."

The blue-robed youth said indifferently:

"Looking at your age, you shouldn't be Yuwen Shang. Now that Yuwen Huaji has passed away, didn't it bring you the slightest warning from the past?"

"Joke, I, Yuwen Chengdu, am not scared."

The majestic man poured his extreme cold internal energy into the Phoenix-Winged Gilded Halberd in his hand, and just as he was about to strike, his body stiffened, his consciousness became blurred, and he vaguely heard a light sigh.

"I like people with guts. I hope that after you go to hell and face thousands of ghosts and monsters, you can still be like this."

The main general died, and the surrounding Imperial Guards had no intention of fighting anymore, hurriedly fleeing in all directions.

The blue-robed youth turned a deaf ear and drifted away. Kou and Xu supported Susu and followed.

Not long after, they arrived in front of a mansion that was as luxurious as an ice cave and as majestic as an iron prison.

The gate, cast from black iron, was over five zhang high, with seven gilded wolf heads hanging from the gate, and the plaque of the Duke of Xu bestowed by the Sui Emperor held between their fangs.

Two rows of armored guards stood holding halberds, their faces covered by iron masks, and the white mist exhaled between their breaths condensed into ice dregs, clearly dead soldiers who had practiced the entry-level 'Ice Mysterious Force'.

"Today, I will teach you another lesson. A humble background is nothing, and aristocratic clans are nothing. Aristocratic families, clan emperors, are nothing more than people."

Zhuang Buran's tone was light and slow:

"Being human means having life and death. The so-called Son of Heaven... is for those with strong soldiers and sturdy horses."

As he said this, he used the Qianyuan Art in the Zhouliu Earth Force, creating pale green vines around his body. As the vines broke and continued, becoming more and more numerous, they entered the mansion with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun.

The dead soldiers who wanted to stop him were all entangled by the 'Snake Tooth Thorn', then injured by the sharp thorns on the vines, poisoned, and could only wait for death to arrive.

In an instant, the large mansion became like an old forest in the deep mountains, extremely gloomy and terrifying, and shrill screams erupted from time to time inside the mansion.

"Is this martial arts, or immortal magic?" Kou Zhong asked, stunned.

Xu Ziling whispered:

"From the Zhouliu Wind Force learned from Sister Susu, this should be the Zhouliu Earth Force, which can have the change of transformation."

He immediately looked at the blue-robed youth:

"Master, did you bring us to Daxing just to destroy the Yuwen Clan?"

Zhuang Buran carried one hand behind his back:

"As a person outside the world who cultivates the Heavenly Dao, one should naturally act according to heaven and expound the Heavenly Dao. The world is in chaos, mostly caused by these clan emperors who view the common people as lowly people."

"If I hadn't entered the world, it would be fine, or if I hadn't been provoked, I could uphold the Heavenly Dao's inaction, treat all things in the world equally, and not pay too much attention."

"Since I have entered the red world and become stained with karma, I might as well cleanse the filth, clarify the universe, and remove some of the scars of the human world."

Kou and Xu listened, their expressions strange. Seeing him speak so compassionately, their hearts felt a burst of oddity, unable to figure out whether the New Jingzhai they had joined was demonic or righteous.

"The number of people is not very complete. The clan leader Yuwen Shang is not here, and Yuwen Chengdu's biological brother Yuwen Wudi is also not here."

The blue-robed youth focused his mind and felt slightly, as if he had sensed something, and chuckled:

"It seems they are hiding in what they consider the safest place."

"Then what about the others?" Susu asked, realizing later.

"They are all inside. I imagine they are almost dead." Zhuang Buran's indifferent attitude made Susu's breathing stop.

To this day, she truly discovered how indifferent this peerless Qing Sect Master was to human life.

"Anyway, since we are here, and the survivors happen to be in the Imperial Palace, let's just go there. As for you, just leave the city first."

The blue-robed youth was surrounded by clouds and mist. This time, his white hair did not spread out, but he rose from the ground and flew away.

The three of them were dumbfounded, feeling more and more that they didn't know if this person was human, as he was unfathomable like an immortal god descending to the world.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 101 =====