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"Well, who is this person? Why are they carrying someone with no cultivation?" Ren Pingsheng slowly walked along the mountain path and encountered some disciples of the Evil Sect. These were disciples with cultivation levels of only Warrior Realm or Martial Mastery, and he brushed past them without even looking.
"I don't know, but just by their clothing, it's clear they're not disciples of our Evil Sect," some disciples of the Evil Sect pointed and discussed.
"Hey, kid, where did you come from, and what do you want with our Evil Sect?" Suddenly, a Perfect Martial Master Realm disciple of the Evil Sect blocked Ren Pingsheng's path and asked arrogantly.
"So it's that Liu Long guy. He usually relies on his Elite Disciple brother to act all high and mighty. I can't believe he actually came out now," a familiar martial artist said with a smirk.
"Get out of the way!" Ren Pingsheng glanced at him and said calmly.
"Hmph, you'd better explain your background clearly; otherwise, if you fall into my hands later, you'll have to pay for it," he sneered while pointing at Ren Pingsheng.
"Heh, you Evil Sect people are indeed as arrogant and delusional as you," Ren Pingsheng remarked sarcastically as he glanced at Tianjiang behind him. Then he continued walking straight ahead.
"You little brat, how dare you ignore me! Then you'll die!" Liu Long's expression turned cold as he shouted in rage. Drawing his longsword, he leaped forward and slashed at Ren Pingsheng.
Ren Pingsheng didn't even look back and kept walking. When Liu Long's sword was about to strike his head, it suddenly stopped. Liu Long's body froze in mid-air.
As Ren Pingsheng walked past him, Liu Long fell to the ground with a terrified expression. A small wound was visible on his chest; his heart had already been pierced by a Sword Light. Blood flowed down the stone steps.
"Wha... what happened? Although Liu Long was arrogant, his strength was definitely formidable. How did he just die like that?" Many disciples of the Evil Sect who witnessed this scene took a few steps back in fear, looking as if they had seen a ghost.
"Quickly go notify the Elder; this is a formidable character," one clever disciple immediately turned and ran toward the mountain top. The other disciples quickly stepped aside as they saw Ren Pingsheng approaching, fearing they would meet the same mysterious fate as Liu Long.
Soon, Ren Pingsheng arrived at the Outer Sect of the Evil Sect, where all the Outer Sect Disciples were at Warrior Realm cultivation level. The disciples looked at Ren Pingsheng with surprise, not knowing what had just happened.
"Evil Sect is being destroyed today. I don't want to kill innocents, so you should leave quickly!" Ren Pingsheng said lightly as he glanced at the thousands of Warrior Realm martial artists.
Although he had a grudge against Evil Sect, these people had no enmity with him, and he did not wish to kill indiscriminately. As long as they did not obstruct his path, he had no intention of making a move.
"What? What did he just say? Did I hear that wrong?" The Disciples of the Evil Sect, who were unaware of the details, looked stunned.
"Haha... he actually said he would destroy our Evil Sect. That's hilarious. This guy must be a lunatic!" One of the Disciples of the Evil Sect laughed maniacally. In their minds, Evil Sect was the most powerful existence; as long as they did not eliminate others, it was good enough. How could someone be foolish enough to provoke them here?
"Exactly, exactly. Let's capture him; it might turn out to be a great achievement." Some disciples suggested, and many were tempted, moving towards Ren Pingsheng.
"Another group of delusional fools." Ren Pingsheng shrugged helplessly at their attack. Then, with a flash of Golden Realm, countless sharp swords emerged from the Void, swiftly slicing through the air. The Disciples of the Evil Sect who attacked him fell to the ground in shock, their eyes wide open and breathless.
"Ah..." This scene terrified many people; over a dozen Warrior Realm martial artists died inexplicably. They all retreated in fear, as if Ren Pingsheng were a demon.
"How bold! You dare to kill in my Evil Sect! Leave him to me!" An elder suddenly appeared in front of Ren Pingsheng, striking with a punch that was terrifyingly powerful, revealing his cultivation at the Perfected Respect Level.
"Unfortunately, your strength is still insufficient!" Ren Pingsheng said calmly, forming his fingers into a sword and lightly tapping. He effortlessly blocked the elder's punch and then redirected his True Qi, sending the elder flying away.
"Thud... Who are you? What enmity do you have with my Evil Sect?" The elder, now heavily injured after landing, asked in shock.
"Enmity? Heh heh, there's quite a bit. I'll say it again: today marks the destruction of Evil Sect. Anyone who does not leave should not blame me for being merciless." He spoke lightly, but his voice carried far and wide, clear for many to hear.
"Alright, now you will witness the downfall of your Evil Sect!" Ren Pingsheng said meaningfully as he dragged the half-dead Tianjiang and continued up the mountain.
"How is this possible... that's the Sect Master!" The elder's eyes narrowed in panic as he hurriedly retreated, not daring to approach any further. Pale-faced, he muttered to himself before seemingly making a decision and slowly backing away into the distance.
As he ascended further, Ren Pingsheng gradually began to change, with Demonic Energy swirling around him and the surroundings enveloped in a faint red mist. Those who attempted to intercept Ren Pingsheng or attack him, the disciples of the Elder, upon entering the area of red mist, seemed to encounter something terrifying, letting out piercing screams. In the end, only charred corpses remained.
"Damn it, how dare you slaughter the disciples of my Evil Sect! This is unforgivable!" Another elder rushed out; by this time, they had reached the Elite Disciple Area, where the appearing disciples all possessed Supreme Realm cultivation, and the Elder was even at Zongji Jing. The elder who charged out had Perfect Sect Level cultivation and unleashed an unparalleled force.
"Slash!" Ren Pingsheng's Windscar Sword finally came out of its sheath, causing a momentary stillness in the Void as a flash of white Sword Qi passed by. The elder who rushed forward was split in two, flesh scattering everywhere.
"Damn it, let’s attack together; we must kill this evil thief." There were over ten Zongji Realm Elders present. Although they felt some trepidation, they were confident when joining forces.
In an instant, countless Sword Qi surged forth—Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—various Artistic Conceptions flickered within the Sword Qi. Their combined might was truly unmatched. Wherever they passed, buildings collapsed and rocks cracked.
"Hmph, a rabble! Since you refuse to leave, then stay here!" Ren Pingsheng's eyes turned blood-red as his figure flickered; with a slash of the Windscar Sword, a Storm Rising within two hundred zhang ensnared all martial artists caught in its grasp, subjecting them to endless attacks.
Screams echoed continuously as flesh flew about; even the surrounding Cloud Mist became stained with blood. When the mist cleared away, it revealed a ground littered with incomplete corpses. The scene was horrifically bloody. Some distant onlooking Disciples of the Evil Sect turned pale and fled.
Many disciples left in haste, but there were still those who fought desperately. Even after losing so many at once, some disciples continued to charge toward Ren Pingsheng.
"Explode!" With a wave of his hand, the blood on the ground surged up and entangled those attacking him, followed by a series of explosive booms. Many were blown apart into indistinguishable flesh. Some fortunate survivors found their blood boiling within them; after struggling for a while in despair, they too could not escape death's fate.
"Get away from me!" Ren Pingsheng flickered past; anyone who tried to block him was either blasted away by blood or sliced in half by flashing Sword Light.
The entire square and the stone steps leading up were covered in blood. Some disciples with weaker mental fortitude had already fled down the mountain in fear.
"That Demon has come; we can definitely stop him." This was the entrance to the Core Area, where over twenty Zongji Realm Elders stood alongside some volunteers among the disciples. They positioned themselves here, waiting for Ren Pingsheng's arrival.
"Oh? You’re waiting for me? Hehe, this person will be given to you!" Ren Pingsheng said with a faint smile upon seeing more than forty Zong-level Martial Artists. Then he waved his hand, sending Tianjiang flying out from behind him.
"Everyone be careful... Ah, it's the Sect Leader!" Some Elders immediately recognized the barely alive figure as the absent Evil Sect Leader.
"What? It's the Sect Leader? Damn it!" They rushed over, their faces filled with disbelief. At that moment, he seemed to have no cultivation left and had become a complete waste.
"Kill him! Make sure to leave no one alive. If you kill him, the position of Sect Leader will be yours," Tianjiang seemed to have regained some composure and let out a piercing scream upon seeing the person before him. His hatred for Ren Pingsheng was evident.
"Kill!" Upon hearing this, the Elders' eyes flickered as they exchanged glances and unanimously charged at Ren Pingsheng.
"Come at me," Ren Pingsheng said with a light laugh. He stepped forward, and six Phantom Bodies flashed by, leaving behind two blood sprays as two Zongji Jing elders fell helplessly to the ground.
"Boom..." The remaining twenty or so Zongji Realm Elders showed no mercy and unleashed their strongest martial techniques. The spot where he had just stood was already blasted into a pit. The two deceased elders were engulfed by Sword Qi, leaving only scattered flesh behind.
"Storm of Wind, Cloud, and Thunder, slash!" As Ren Pingsheng emerged, he spun the Windscar Sword, instantly summoning a Storm Rising that enveloped the more than twenty attacking elders.
"Rise, explode!" He continued his assault, causing the blood of the fallen to rise and rain down upon those shrouded in Cloud Mist. He knew that while the Storm of Wind, Cloud, and Thunder could severely injure some of them, it wouldn't be enough to kill them all; after all, his understanding of fusion was still too limited.
The falling blood erupted in terrifying explosions within the Cloud Mist. Some injured elders were caught off guard and fell into unconsciousness from the blasts, while others were heavily wounded and fled from the Storm of Wind, Cloud, and Thunder.
Together, they managed to disperse the Storm of Wind, Cloud, and Thunder. As the Cloud Mist cleared away, half of them emerged without significant injuries; at most, they looked somewhat awkward.
Once they regrouped, they hesitated not for a moment as countless martial techniques once again surged towards Ren Pingsheng. United in their attack, their might was unparalleled; nearby buildings collapsed under the force, and rocks shattered.
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