Chapter 95: Shock!

"Shut up! Stop it!"

Fang Yuanzuo's eyes blazed with fury as he roared, "Chu Yunchang, you lied to me, didn't you? The Xuan Weapon has been in your hands all along, hasn't it?!"

Chu Yunchang made no reply; his arms were completely severed, blood gushing from the wounds, searing pain assaulting his brain, leaving him repeatedly dizzy, his already frail body struggling for breath.

"Speak! Say something!!"

Fang Yuanzuo went mad, shaking Chu Yunchang relentlessly.

Clearly unable to accept the truth of being deceived.

Wei Dongliang was equally unable to accept it!

If Huang Keqin, Shi Kuangsheng, and the others had merely heard the news and come by to watch the spectacle—taking advantage if possible, standing aside if not—playing the game for amusement,

then Wei Dongliang was utterly determined to seize the Xuan Weapon!

Weapons of the Xuan level cannot be possessed merely by ascending to the Earth Altar Realm.

The Tianxia Association has existed for barely over a hundred years.

In terms of depth and heritage, it pales in comparison to the Jiuyou Sect, the Baijian Gate, and the Juling Sect.

Even Wei Dongliang, as a Tan Master, was not allocated a Xuan Weapon.

In fact, across the entire Tianxia Association, only a dozen or so individuals possess a Xuan Weapon.

The Boss, Deputy Boss, Elders, and a few veteran Tan Masters.

Wei Dongliang is a rising star, having held the position of July Tan Master for less than ten years.

There are several Tan Masters older and more accomplished than him.

Even if the Association had a Xuan Weapon, by seniority it would never reach Wei Dongliang.

To obtain a Xuan Weapon, he must find a way outside.

This is precisely why, upon learning Chu Yunchang had fled south to Nanyun with a Xuan Weapon, Wei Dongliang chased after Fang Yuanzuo and Fang Yuanfu without pause.

He wanted the Xuan Weapon!

He dreamed of it!

Now he was told Chu Yunchang never had it? That it was all a ruse to draw attention?

A killing intent surged within Wei Dongliang.

Fang Yuanzuo and Fang Yuanfu had been fooled.

And wasn't Wei Dongliang himself fooled?!

"..."

Taking a deep breath, forcing his emotions to stabilize, Wei Dongliang flickered forward, darting to Fang Yuanzuo's side, snatching Chu Yunchang, and stepping forward.

Then, pressing his palm against Chu Yunchang's chest, he poured his true energy into Chu Yunchang's body.

"Who took the Xuan Weapon?"

Wei Dongliang said coldly, "Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death."

"Huff~ huff~"

Chu Yunchang gasped for air, steadying his breath, then laughed bitterly, "The Xuan Weapon is in my youngest daughter's hands. After I lured the Fang bastards away from the manor, she followed right behind and escaped. Where she went—I don't know! Hahaha…"

With that, Chu Yunchang burst into loud laughter.

Boom!

Wei Dongliang slammed his palm hard against Chu Yunchang's chest, shattering his heart meridians; Chu Yunchang's laughter cut off instantly.

Though dead, Chu Yunchang's smile remained on his face, his fading gaze filled with relief.

He had used himself as bait, drawing everyone's attention, fleeing all the way to Nanyun.

He had given his daughter—and his hidden grandson—the perfect window to escape.

No regrets in death!

"No~~"

Fang Yuanzuo screamed, lunging at Wei Dongliang, eyes blazing, roaring, "You bastard! Who the hell let you kill him? Who let you..."

Hu hong~!

Palm winds howled, force surging outward.

As Wei Dongliang dropped Chu Yunchang's corpse, he struck out with a palm blast aimed at Fang Yuanzuo.

"Bang~"

The air exploded.

A visible dark-gold palm imprint struck Fang Yuanzuo with unstoppable force, sending him flying backward dozens of meters, crashing through a wall, and tumbling into a pile of rubble.

"Bai Chi!"

Di Chunlei sneered, "They say our Juling Sect disciples are simple-minded and strong-limbed—I say it's the Fang guy who's mentally ill, and badly so!"

"How many days has Chu Yunchang been on the run? His daughter, with the Xuan Weapon, might already have left Hannan Province!"

"Can't even figure this out? No wonder you're being played like a dog!"

"Cough, cough~" Chen Mu coughed twice, stifling his laughter.

Though Di Chunlei's words were harsh, they were true.

Chu Yunchang's entire goal, from start to finish, was to draw everyone's attention—and now that it was achieved, death was liberation.

Fang Yuanzuo knew this too—the Xuan Weapon was gone forever.

The problem was, he couldn't accept it.

That's why he went mad, raging helplessly.

"Hah! This show's finally over—excellent content, truly excellent!" Shi Kuangsheng clapped, laughing as he turned to Huang Keqin, "Though some people are surely disappointed."

"Don't look at me," Huang Keqin said coolly. "I'm not one of those disappointed."

"Oh~" At those words, Shi Kuangsheng's gaze swept over everyone present.

It paused briefly on Zhao Fuzhou, then shifted to Wei Dongliang.

"Haha, looks like there really are others!"

"..." A flash of killing intent passed through Wei Dongliang's eyes. He said nothing and turned to leave.

Boom!!

A tremendous roar suddenly came from the foot of the mountain at that moment.

Accompanying the sound, the mountain itself began to shake.

The entire "Tyrant Sword Mountain" was trembling!

Humming~~~

The void quivered.

Boom~

Whoosh!!!

Following yet another tremendous roar, a massive beam of light shot up from the foot of the mountain, soaring straight up four or five hundred meters into the sky.

A terrifyingly sharp and fierce aura, mingled with a powerful qi that made every sword on the mountain tremble together, erupted explosively, starting from the foot of the mountain and in an instant covering the entire peak.

Chen Mu's back instantly went cold, his hackles rising, and alarm bells blared in his heart.

Shi Kuangsheng, Huang Keqin, Di Chunlei, Qian Yu... and even Zhao Fuzhou, Wei Dongliang—everyone tensed their bodies, faces full of wariness, true qi covering themselves, ready to strike at any moment.

"This is... sword intent?"

Zhao Fuzhou straightened his body, looking at the massive beam shooting straight up, his pupils contracting. "Such powerful sword qi!"

Sword qi?

Can sword qi really be this massive?

Chen Mu was stunned.

Just as he was about to look closer, the massive beam suddenly collapsed, turning into a skyful of light particles drifting through the air.

That terrifying sharp aura vanished along with it.

Only a peculiar ripple remained in the direction of the foot of the mountain.

"It's a formation!"

Shi Kuangsheng cried out in surprise, his figure flickering as he shot toward the foot of the mountain at extreme speed.

"A formation at the foot of the mountain has been broken open?" Di Chunlei was equally astonished. The next moment, he called out to Qian Yu and together they rushed toward the foot of the mountain.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Wei Dongliang, Sun Jindong, Huang Keqin—the group said nothing, simply flying toward the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go down and take a look too." Zhao Fuzhou spoke softly, tapped his toe, and followed the crowd toward the foot of the mountain.

"Alright." Chen Mu replied, his speed lagging by a beat.

As he moved, he veered off a few times toward other parts of the training ground.

【Corpse discovered. Pick up?】

"Yes!"

【Corpse discovered. Pick up?】

"Yes!"

That's right—picking up cards!

The people of Tyrant Sword Sect were all dead.

The corpses left behind that were more than a hundred meters away from Chen Mu hadn't been picked up yet.

Only after all the cards were in hand did he catch up with Zhao Fuzhou and rush down the mountain.

That massive beam of light...

No, it should be called a colossal sword qi—clearly extraordinary!