Chapter 766: Sudden Turn

At this moment, seeing that some people still did not quite believe it, the Hehuan Sect Master immediately said in a deep voice:

"Could it be that I would stir up such a huge commotion just to waste time deceiving you?"

"Moreover, look across the world—who still does not know the strength and foundation of your three families?"

"If you were angered, let alone my Hehuan Sect, even any single faction present—who could pat their chest and guarantee that they dare to face the towering wrath of so many factions?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately nodded.

They reckoned the Hehuan Sect Master did not have such boldness, daring to toy with their three factions.

Immediately after, someone spoke up: "Then may I ask, where exactly is the lair of this Heavenly Demon Sect?"

The words had just fallen.

Everyone present pricked up their ears to listen.

Clearly, they were all very concerned about this question.

The Hehuan Sect Master pretended to be mysterious and said softly: "I paid an enormous price to uncover this information. To avoid causing any accidents, such important news cannot be casually revealed. You only need to mobilize your people and follow me there......"

Everyone had not expected the Hehuan Sect Master to be so cautious.

"Since that is the case, when shall we launch the attack?"

A fierce look crossed the Hehuan Sect Master's face: "To prevent the news from leaking and causing trouble, sooner is better than later—today it is. After the assembly ends, you may gather your people, report to your ancestors, and at midnight, assemble at my Hehuan Sect........"

"It happens that my sect has a spirit boat left behind by our patriarch: the Flying Light Shuttle. Its speed is so fast that it will surely ensure we can reach the Heavenly Demon Sect's lair in the shortest possible time."

"By then, with many factions gathered, we must crush them utterly and annihilate this utterly detestable Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Hearing this, everyone felt greatly reassured, and could not help but sigh at how thorough the Hehuan Sect Master's arrangements were.

The great name of the Flying Light Shuttle could be said to resound throughout all of Great Qin!

It was an Earth-grade top-quality magic treasure spirit boat; in terms of preciousness, it was enough to rank among the top three in Great Qin!

With such a treasure, it was enough to allow the personnel of their four families to reach the Heavenly Demon Sect's base in an extremely short time, leaving the enemy no time to react at all!

However, just as the excited crowd was preparing to leave the Hehuan Sect and return to their own sects with this news.

An accident happened.

A voice, extremely icy-cold, suddenly rang out.

The voice was not loud, yet it fell clearly upon everyone's ears.

"Why choose midnight? In my view, how about right now......"

The words fell.

Everyone present instinctively turned their heads, looking toward the source of the voice.

The scene ahead came into view.

It was a tall, slender, fair-skinned, exceptionally handsome man.

Now, with his hands clasped behind his back, chest out and head high, he stood proud and strode forward.

The cold, aloof air about him unmistakably conveyed a sense that strangers should not approach!

Witnessing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, sensing that the newcomer meant no good.

The Hehuan Sect Master's expression shifted slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "And who might you be, sir?"

Jiang Han paid no heed, his pace undiminished, and walked over calmly.

The distance between the two sides grew shorter and shorter.

Soon, he arrived before the Hehuan Sect Master.

Under the gaze of everyone around.

Without any warning, Jiang Han extended his right hand and placed his palm on the Hehuan Sect Master's shoulder.

Immediately after, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing an ice-cold smile.

"That seat of yours looks pretty good. I've taken a liking to it. Get lost......"

At these words, the Hehuan Sect Master's brows shot up, and killing intent surged in his eyes: "Are you joking, sir?"

Jiang Han shook his head.

Then, taking advantage of the moment before anyone could react, he chose to strike without hesitation!

Boom—

The energy around his body erupted violently!

Terrifying Huang Quan origin power gushed forth!

No one had expected that this man who had suddenly appeared would choose to strike here, in the Hehuan Sect's stronghold!

Even the Hehuan Sect Master himself had not anticipated this.

He desperately wanted to resist, but it was all too late.

Before a power sufficient to rival the Myriad Manifestations realm, even though he bore the cultivation base of the Sun Wheel realm, he held out for less than three breaths before dissolving into a puddle of blood and dying on the spot!

Crash!

Seeing this, the entire venue instantly erupted into an uproar!

The leaders of the other three factions were all startled in horror, their faces wearing an expression as if they had seen a ghost!

One must know that although the Hehuan Sect Master's strength had never reached the Myriad Manifestations realm, it was a solid ninth level of the Sun Wheel realm.

How could he be slain in a single encounter by the man before them?

What terrifying cultivation base did this person actually possess?!

To be able to instantly kill a ninth-level Sun Wheel cultivator—such a shocking feat must surely be Myriad Manifestations, and certainly not something a low-level Myriad Manifestations cultivator could match!

Thinking of this, they could not help but be utterly horrified!

And at this moment, affected by the Hehuan Sect Master's death.

The once fervently heated scene was like having a great basin of cold water poured over it, instantly becoming deathly silent!

Under the nervous gazes of everyone present.

Jiang Han's expression was calm, as though he had just finished some utterly trivial little matter.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he instantly wiped the crimson bloodstains from the chair.

Jiang Han slowly sat down on it.

He rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair.

Then lowered his head, propping his cheek against the back of his hand.

He looked utterly at ease — a composure so steady it was somewhat terrifying.

At this sight, it was truly impossible to believe that this fellow had, just moments ago, under the watchful eyes of all, slain the renowned Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect!

At this moment, Jiang Han had no interest in minding the thoughts of the crowd.

He merely shifted his gaze and swept it around.

The sharpness of that gaze made ordinary people feel utterly awed, unable to withstand it!

And so, every time his gaze landed on a person.

That person would unconsciously lower their head, not daring in the slightest to meet his eyes.

In the end, Jiang Han withdrew his gaze and said casually:

"What? Guests have come to your Hehuan Sect, yet none of you people of the Hehuan Sect know how to serve tea and water, to receive your guests?"

"Or is this how your Hehuan Sect treats its guests?"

Hearing this, the hearts of everyone present all turned exceedingly bitter.

What kind of guest are you, exactly?