Chapter 188: Blood Stains the East Sea, the Fear of All Beings in the Wilderness

Those Fusang people had made some preparations when Yu Zhenren appeared, but they still could not block this sky‑filling sword rain.

After more than ten breaths, the sky‑filling sword rain finally stopped.

At that moment the island had disappeared before everyone's eyes; as for the Fusang people, it was obvious their souls had fled and their spirits scattered.

"Do you not place the sage in your eyes?" Anger surged in Taishang Laojun's eyes, and his body emitted the aura of a Quasi‑Sage.

"Old Lord, when you accepted those stripped of human status by the human race, you should have foreseen this scene; this is an internal affair of our human race, we are cleaning our own door—when is it outsiders' turn to interfere?" Zhao Gongming gave no face, staring coldly at Taishang Laojun and said.

Hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Taishang Laojun's heart gave a sudden jolt.

Only then did he recall that those who called themselves the Fusang people were humans stripped of their human status.

Zhao Gongming and the others came to cleanse them, which truly seemed an internal human matter, but these people had already sworn allegiance to him and joined the Demon Sect; if he showed no reaction, no one would dare join the Demon Sect in the future.

Just as Taishang Laojun was about to speak, he suddenly saw a black‑red giant snake floating above the East Sea; this snake was the Fusang people's fortune, and at that moment it was wailing, its form shrinking and fading at a visible speed.

Taishang Laojun said nothing, directly took out an unknown bone and threw it into the sky; upon seeing the bone, the fortune black snake seemed to have found its backbone, instantly appearing beside it and then burrowing into the bone.

As the fortune black snake burrowed into the bone, the bone instantly turned from white to black‑red, looking exceedingly eerie.

Looking at the bone in his hand, Taishang Laojun coldly glanced at Zhao Gongming and Yun Zhongzi, then directly returned to the Eight Scenes Palace.

After Taishang Laojun left, Zhao Gongming and Yun Zhongzi also breathed a sigh of relief; in truth they had no confidence they could defeat Taishang Laojun.

If only cultivation level were considered, they would not fear Taishang Laojun; they feared he possessed a saint‑bestowed spiritual treasure.

Although Zhao Gongming and the others also had spiritual treasures, they still lagged far behind saint treasures; unless it was something like the Si Teng or Zhong Ling treasures, they could not hope to defeat Taishang Laojun.

"Let's go find the Three Skies; the Fusang people here have all been dealt with, only their nest remains." Yun Zhongzi said.

"All right!" Yu Zhenren nodded.

Afterwards the three left Tang Valley.

Not long after they left Tang Valley, the events there spread throughout the East Sea and then rapidly spread across the entire Wilderness.

All cultivators and forces who heard the news were stunned; they never imagined that disciples of the Ren Sect could commit the act of slaughtering humans.

Because the Fusang people in Tang Valley were all dead, most people did not know they had been stripped of human status.

Those forces and individuals who knew the truth would not help the Ren Sect explain; the Ren Sect is the foremost power in the Wilderness, other powers must rely on its breath to survive, so they would rather see the Ren Sect suffer, for only then could they profit.

After leaving Tang Valley, Zhao Gongming's group went straight to the Fusang people's nest; this place had already become scorched earth, yet many still lived; in the sky the Three Skies were facing off, on the island Yang Jian and his companions were slaughtering, and Yunxiao tried several times to charge down but was blocked by Qiongxiao and Bixiao; seeing this, Zhao Gongming's eyes narrowed instantly.

"Yunxiao, is this how you promised me?" Zhao Gongming stared at Yunxiao and said coldly.

"Senior Brother, the people here are innocent; can we not just kill the chief culprit?" Yunxiao's face showed a sympathetic, sorrowful expression.

"This is the master's command!"

"Does the master never make a mistake?"

"Impudent!" Before Zhao Gongming could speak, Yu Zhenren shouted angrily.

"What right do you have to comment on the master?" Yu Zhenren coldly stared at Yunxiao.

"Look at this place, look at these people—what wrong have they done? They have been stripped of human status yet still struggle to survive; must we kill them all just because of the master's single thought?" Yunxiao could not listen to anyone at this moment.

"Seize her!" Zhao Gongming said to Yunxiao, then he and Yu Zhenren restrained Yunxiao.

"If the master blames us, it will all be your fault; because of some unrelated people you have caused us to be punished." Yun Zhongzi frowned and said to Yunxiao.

"I am not wrong!" Yunxiao still clung to her belief.

"Whether you are wrong is not for us to decide, but for the master." Yun Zhongzi said lightly.

"Having seen the master, the matter is finished; on the island not a single survivor remains, all who could breathe have had their souls fled and spirits scattered." After Yang Jian and his companions finished killing everyone on the island, they flew to Yu Zhenren's side.

At that moment Yang Jian and the Great Peng's bodies were wrapped in terrifying killing intent, their eyes blood‑red, a sign of karma entangling them.

"Senior Brother, this is karma, this is karma—can you not see it? The master is wrong; otherwise why would there be karma?" Yunxiao stared at Yang Jian and then said to Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming ignored Yunxiao, turning his gaze to Yang Jian: "This matter is not over; the rest will be handled by your master."

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he looked at Yu Zhenren, who nodded, and the next second flew into the air.

"Don't! Yu Zhen, do you have no compassion at all?" Seeing Yu Zhenren act thus, Yunxiao widened her eyes and shouted angrily.

Yu Zhenren was somewhat annoyed; he pointed a finger, directly sealing Yunxiao's mouth; once Yunxiao's mouth was sealed, the whole world fell silent.

The next second the sky suddenly darkened; Yang Jian and company looked up to see the heavens above them completely covered by dense flying swords.

"Fall!" Yu Zhenren said calmly.

The next second those flying swords fell like rain upon the island, emitting a continuous puff‑puff‑puff‑puff sound, mingled with occasional wails.

When Yang Jian and company heard those wails, their expressions changed; there were still some who had slipped through the net, but fortunately the master and others intervened, otherwise these people would truly have escaped.

Yunxiao also heard those wails; she painfully closed her eyes, at this moment her heart began to doubt Panhuang—does the current Panhuang still deserve her respect? Is such a blood‑thirsty master truly her Yunxiao's master?

After more than ten breaths, the island before everyone's eyes vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of bloody, turbid seawater.

"It's done; let's go back." Zhao Gongming glanced at Yunxiao, a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but he had no choice—he was doing this for the master to see; if he didn't, Yunxiao might not survive.

"Senior Brother, will the master—"

"This is not our worry; let's wait until we return and let the master decide." Zhao Gongming cut off Bixiao's words; now he also did not know the master's attitude.

"Come on, we will eventually have to face this." Yu Zhenren also sighed at this moment.

After the Ren Sect disciples left, the incident was quickly discovered, then immediately spread throughout the Wilderness; everyone who heard the news was dazed—what is the Ren Sect trying to do?

Is the Ren Sect about to purge dissent and walk the path of demon and ghost? If the Ren Sect truly intends to dominate the Wilderness, where should they go? This is what all powers think.

In the Eight Scenes Palace, Taishang Laojun's face sank terrifyingly; he had thought the Fusang people could survive a few, and as long as even one Fusang person lived, his fortune would have a root; now the Fusang people are exterminated, his fortune has no root and will eventually dissipate.

"Panhuang, you repeatedly spoil my good deeds; I will not let you off lightly." Taishang Laojun muttered to himself.

After saying that, he vanished from the Eight Scenes Palace; when he reappeared, he was already in the Chechi Kingdom's royal palace.

Looking at the sleeping king and queen, Taishang Laojun's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

"Panhuang, you spoiled my good deeds, but do you know I have secretly controlled part of the human race? When the time is ripe, I can use the Chechi Kingdom to rebound against your human fortune; then whose hand will hold the deer remains unknown." Taishang Laojun said with a smile.

After speaking, he took out the bone that had absorbed the Fusang people's fortune, then reached out and scooped a strand of the Chechi Kingdom's fortune into his hand.

After extracting the Chechi Kingdom's fortune, Taishang Laojun carefully guided it into the bone.

When the fortune of Chechi Kingdom passed into this pitch-black bone, a hint of gold flashed across the bone and vanished; the next second, Taishang Laojun felt that the bone in his hand seemed to have a source, no longer rootless duckweed.

After another round of operations, a jiao dragon emerged from the bone; looking at the dark-gold jiao dragon before him, Taishang Laojun transferred it into the body of the King of Chechi Kingdom.

The dark-gold jiao dragon entered the King of Chechi Kingdom's body; the golden fortune dragon originally within him immediately stirred, but under Taishang Laojun's intervention, the two streams of fortune ultimately fused.

After a dozen breaths, a black-gold fortune dragon appeared on the King of Chechi Kingdom's person; with the Fusang person's fortune bolstering it, Chechi Kingdom's fortune instantly doubled and then some.

From the feedback, Chechi Kingdom's fortune can already mobilize more than half of itself; when it fully masters Chechi Kingdom's fortune, that will be the time it merges with the Demon Sect's fortune.

When that time comes, the Demon Sect's fortune plus Chechi Kingdom's fortune, plus the fortune devoured from the Sea of Blood, will allow the Demon Sect to match wrists with the Ren Sect.

"Wait and see; at that time I, this humble daoist, will first destroy the Holy Court, then destroy the Ren Sect, and finally devour the East Sea Ancestral Land and the Sea of Blood, achieving that Great Dao Sage's position." Gazing at the sleeping King of Chechi Kingdom, Taishang Laojun muttered this; after speaking, he vanished on the spot.

At the moment when the entire Primordial Wasteland was hotly discussing the East Sea affair, Zhao Gongming and company brought Yunxiao back to Mount Shouyang.

"Master, we have returned to report." Inside the Holy Radiance Hall, Zhao Gongming bowed to Panhuang and said.

"Yunxiao, do you know your guilt?" Panhuang ignored Zhao Gongming and company, instead turning his gaze to Yunxiao.

"Yunxiao is innocent!" Yunxiao said, sticking out her neck.

"Tell me why you are innocent." Panhuang sat on the throne, looking composed.

"Yunxiao was merely saving people; what guilt does she have? Those deprived of their human status, even if they are no longer human, are still beings of the Primordial Wasteland; if saving them is a sin, then what is the karmic burden on Yang Jian and the others?" Yunxiao stared at Panhuang and said.

"So you mean I did wrong in this matter?"

"Yunxiao dare not!" Upon hearing Panhuang's question, Yunxiao finally said that.

"It seems you have grown doubtful of me; since that is the case, I give you two choices: first, go to the Dark Abyss of Ling Mountain to face the wall for a hundred years; second, be expelled from the Ren Sect—choose for yourself." Panhuang said lightly while looking at Yunxiao.

He gave Yunxiao no explanation, nor did he need to; since she did not acknowledge him, he had no need to keep her.

"Master, choose one, Yunxiao chooses one." Upon hearing Panhuang's words, Zhao Gongming hurriedly said.

"Do you think you bear no responsibility?" Panhuang coldly glanced at Zhao Gongming.

"All this is Yunxiao's fault; please do not blame the senior brothers." Seeing this, Yunxiao hurriedly said.

Seeing Yunxiao like that, a sneer curled Panhuang's lips—now even unwilling to call him Master?

"Since that is the case, let me make the choice for you: from today onward, you, Yunxiao, are no longer"

"Master! Please calm your anger; elder sister merely had a momentary lapse; please forgive elder sister this once." Qiongxiao directly interrupted Panhuang's words.

"Since she returned until now, have you all heard her call Master even once?" Panhuang merely said that, then silenced everyone.

"From today onward, Yunxiao is no longer my Ren Sect disciple; to prevent her from impersonating a Ren Sect disciple, from this day forth there will be no more Sanxiao name in the Primordial Wasteland." Panhuang's words echoed throughout the Primordial Wasteland.

In the Primordial Wasteland, the forces and cultivators, upon hearing Panhuang's voice, all froze; Yunxiao is a quasi-sage, after all—who would have thought she would be directly expelled from the Ren Sect by Panhuang? One must say, Panhuang truly has a temper.

"Go; from today onward you are no longer my disciple, nor are you a Ren Sect disciple." Panhuang waved his hand, lifting Yunxiao's confinement, and said lightly.

At this moment Yunxiao stood frozen in place; the Ren Sect imprint on her body had been reclaimed by Panhuang, her Ren Sect fortune had vanished, and even her connection with Qiongxiao and Bixiao had disappeared.

"Ridiculous kindness!" Seeing Yunxiao speaking coldly, Panhuang said coldly, then waved a hand and threw her out of Mount Shouyang.

When Yunxiao vanished from the Holy Radiance Hall, only then did everyone react.

"Go to the Dark Abyss to face the wall for ten years." Panhuang said to the crowd.

"Yes, Master!" They had wanted to say something, but seeing Panhuang's calm and deep gaze, they swallowed their words.

"Yang Jian, Dapeng, and Wukong, go to the Sea of Blood to find Minghe, then fetch a lotus seed for Yuding." Panhuang said to Yang Jian and company; after speaking, he vanished within the Holy Radiance Hall.

(End of chapter)