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Unfortunately, he realized it too late. If he hadn't been seriously injured, he might have discovered it earlier. However, at that time, he had been severely wounded by two Unparalleled Stronger opponents, and his overall strength had significantly diminished. Now, he was also suppressing his injuries during the battle, which is why he wanted to end it quickly.
He actually possessed a King's Artifact as well, but he believed that there was no need for such a thing to deal with a Zongji Jing martial artist. Furthermore, using it while injured would only worsen his condition. However, he never expected the situation to turn out like this; a Zongji Jing martial artist actually had a King's Artifact and dared to use it against him.
At this point, he should have exhausted all his True Qi and had no power to resist. Yet, he felt utterly powerless. He sensed that life was rapidly slipping away from him; this was the first time he felt death so palpably close.
Ren Pingsheng gasped for breath and collapsed onto the ground. With all his True Qi depleted and having sustained serious injuries, even holding his Changping Sword felt incredibly laborious.
"Old man, you never thought it would end like this, did you?" He stopped coughing and grinned broadly.
"You... you are the same now; anyone could easily kill you. Someone will come soon, and you won't last much longer," Heavenly Saint said weakly, already struggling to breathe.
"Heh, in the end, you'll die first. As for me, don't worry; I have a strong life force!" He remained unfazed, his eyes fixed on the now motionless Heavenly Saint.
"Uh... when Brother Shi returns, you won't have a good death either," he said with wide eyes but quickly lost consciousness. A King-Level Expert died just like that at the hands of a Zong-level Martial Artist; no one would believe it if they heard about it.
"Haha... I told you the Evil Sect would be destroyed; now you see it for yourself!" After much effort, Ren Pingsheng finally stood up and looked at Tianjiang lying on the ground, smiling as he spoke.
"Now you can go; I will send your son to meet you. Blame yourselves for being too arrogant and too contemptuous of others."
"Please, don't kill me! I have connections with an Elder of the Xuanjian Sect! If you kill me, you won't survive either!" Tianjiang suddenly struggled and cried out in fear.
"Connections with an Elder of the Xuanjian Sect? So what! Even if you're the biological son of the Sect Master, I would still dare to kill you!" Ren Pingsheng scoffed as he thrust the Windscar Sword straight down, piercing through Tianjiang's Heart. At this moment, Tianjiang was even weaker than Ren Pingsheng; no matter how much he struggled, he could not evade his fate.
"Damn little thief! You dare to kill the Sect Master? I will destroy you and avenge him!" Suddenly an old man shouted as several figures flashed from the foot of the mountain to the summit, warily watching Ren Pingsheng.
"Ah... save me, he has now exhausted his True Qi and has no strength left." Tianjiang screamed, waving his hands continuously, hoping the old man would rescue him.
However, the old man merely glanced at him and then began to scrutinize Ren Pingsheng, showing no intention of immediately coming to his aid. It seemed he was assessing the truth of what Tianjiang had said.
"You..." Tianjiang's eyes were fixed on him, seemingly unable to comprehend the reason behind this. Then his consciousness began to blur; it was clear he was on the verge of death.
"Heh heh, you, the leader of the Evil Sect, are truly unpopular. No one is coming to save you; perhaps they are all coveting your position as sect leader," Ren Pingsheng mocked with a smile.
"Ah..." He suddenly struggled and shouted, then collapsed weakly, having already breathed his last.
"Sect Leader, I will avenge you by killing this brat." The old man paused for a moment and said with a sorrowful expression, then slashed with his Longsword, sending countless Sword Qi flying towards Ren Pingsheng. It was evident he was testing Ren Pingsheng's reaction to see if his strength was still intact.
"Heh heh, the Evil Sect is either made up of lowly scoundrels who can only ambush others or hypocritical and vile individuals. Even if I don't take action, their destruction is not far off." He then took a light step to the side, effortlessly dodging those Sword Qi.
"Haha... just as I thought, it seems your strength has indeed diminished. You actually have to dodge such Sword Qi; it looks like you have no energy left to strike! As long as I kill you, I can become the new sect leader of the Evil Sect. With the cultivation method from the Grand Elder, I will eventually become a King-Level Expert." The old man's face lit up with joy as he laughed.
"Is that so? I told you the Evil Sect would be destroyed today; it will indeed be destroyed today. Since you are unwilling to leave, it seems you are just hoping to take advantage of the situation. It's just a pity that you are destined to be disappointed; I will personally send you on your way." Ren Pingsheng sheathed his Changping Sword and spoke softly.
"Hmph, keep pretending; let's see how long you can hold out! Are you still hoping for someone to save you?" He stopped laughing and said with a sarcastic smile.
"Oh, in that case, you can die." He looked up and laughed before disappearing. The Windscar Sword flashed past, its blood-red Sword Qi creating a dazzling spray of blood that lingered in the air for a long time.
"You... True Qi... how could this be..." He clutched his throat and shouted in disbelief.
"What if I have no True Qi? I can still kill." Ren Pingsheng said calmly. Then he turned his head to look in another direction; his figure flickered again as the Windscar Sword brought forth another splash of blood. It turned out there was another person hiding here, who now wore an expression of shock, seemingly caught off guard by Ren Pingsheng's attack.
"You just said that, didn't you?" He wiped the blood from his sword, asking me expressionlessly.
"You..." This was a man in his thirties, with the cultivation of Zongji Jing, who appeared to be a core disciple of the Evil Sect. However, as soon as he uttered a word, blood gushed from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground, already dead.
A gust of Azure Wind blew through, stirring up countless fallen leaves and dust. The entire mountaintop of the Evil Sect fell into silence. Corpses lay everywhere, blood flowing like a purgatory.
"What's wrong? Since you've come, why hide? Do you want me to invite you out?" Ren Pingsheng looked calmly into the distance, where no one was present, yet his eyes were fixed there.
"Cough... I didn't expect my friend to be so powerful as to discover me." A wave of energy rippled through an empty space, and suddenly a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared, with cultivation at the Perfect Sect Level.
"You don't seem to be from the Evil Sect. What brings you here?"
"I am Li Han, an Outer Sect steward of Xuanjian Sect. I was sent here on a mission to the Evil Sect. I just didn't expect to encounter this scene." The man spoke with surprise and doubt. Although his face was calm, he felt quite apprehensive towards Ren Pingsheng.
"Oh, too bad the Evil Sect has already been destroyed by me; you probably came for nothing. But since you're here, let's hear what you have to say!" Ren Pingsheng raised an eyebrow and spoke. He hadn't expected to run into someone from Xuanjian Sect. Considering the connection between the Evil Sect and Xuanjian Sect's Elder, he paid close attention.
"Uh... that might not be appropriate!" He said hesitantly in a low voice.
"What’s inappropriate about it? Should I do it myself?" His eyes narrowed, and an overwhelming Killing Intent surged forth. It seemed he would act immediately if things didn't go his way.
"Cough cough... Please wait a moment; I'll explain. Actually, I came to the Evil Sect as an envoy to deliver the Xuanjian Ling. In three years, the Rising Dragon Conference will be held in Jizhou in the Eastern Region. Any martial artist below King Level Boundary can participate. The Evil Sect, as a third-tier force, also has one slot." Li Han explained cautiously.
"The Rising Dragon Conference? What are its benefits?" Ren Pingsheng's expression shifted as he asked.
"For martial artists, only by stepping into King Level Boundary can they be considered accomplished in martial arts. The Rising Dragon Conference provides a fast track for geniuses in the Eastern Region to reach King Level Boundary. Anyone who makes it into the top ten can enter the Ascension Pool, where one can gain insights and evolve their Artistic Conception a hundredfold or even thousandfold. Those who enter will successfully evolve a complete Artistic Conception into Profound Meaning. Of course, there are other rewards as well; however, those details are currently unknown."
"There are such good places, I really didn't know. The Xuanjian Ling? Just leave it to me," Ren Pingsheng said lightly as he reached out.
"But..."
"There’s no 'but.' Since it’s entrusted to the Evil Sect, and now that I have destroyed the Evil Sect, it naturally belongs to me. Of course, if you’re unwilling, I can handle it myself."
"Alright... fine, this is the Xuanjian Ling. Then I’ll leave it to you, but before the Rising Dragon Conference starts in six months, all the geniuses holding tokens from various sects in Snow State must gather at Xuanjian Sect," Li Han reminded.
"Very well, you may leave now." After taking the Xuanjian Ling, he waved his hand casually.
"Thank you. Friend, the Evil Sect has a close relationship with Elder Xue of the Inner Sect; Elder Xue is a high-level King-Level Expert," he said softly just as he was about to leave.
"A high-level King-Level Expert. I’ll remember your kindness; there will be a return in the future," Ren Pingsheng replied with a smile after glancing at him.
The envoy of Xuanjian Sect did not linger and turned to leave. For him, it was enough to hand over the Xuanjian Ling to the Evil Sect; who it fell into afterward was no longer his concern.
As for his final reminder, Ren Pingsheng saw it merely as an attempt to leave a good impression. After all, Ren Pingsheng's ability to single-handedly destroy the Evil Sect was enough to demonstrate his terrifying strength. Establishing good relations now might prove beneficial in the future.
Ren Pingsheng put away the Xuanjian Ling and sat on the mountaintop for half a day until the sun set before he began his descent. Everywhere he passed, everything had been swept clean.
"Young Master of Heavenly Evil Sect," he thought as he unexpectedly discovered the instigator of everything in a grand hall within the Inner Sect Disciple area. It was precisely because of him that Ren Pingsheng had such conflicts with the Evil Sect, leading to today’s situation.
Ren Pingsheng merely glanced at him and waved his hand, ending his life. For someone who would remain forever unconscious, death could be considered a release.
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