My disciples are all villains.

The five disciples spat out mouthfuls of blood, and they dropped their swords. Their energies were easily destroyed as though they were made of glass. Even with a powerful enhancing technique such as the Bright Mirror, it could not close the gap between the differences in their strength.

Hua Wudao had made a perfect display of crushing his opponents using the difference in their cultivation bases. He left no room for his opponents to act.

"Amazing!"

The scene was similar to how a grandfather would discipline his grandsons. The two sides were on completely different levels.

Who said tortoiseshell techniques could not be used offensively? Who said tortoiseshell techniques were only destined to be a punching bag?

The members of the audience felt their blood boil from watching this. Most of them exclaimed in surprise.

"The Yun Sect's elder has truly joined the Evil Sky Pavilion!"

"The Evil Sky Pavilion has a powerful helper… Doesn't this mean the Heavenly Sword Sect is in trouble?"

Hua Wudao's Six Compatible Seal was exceptionally eye-catching and dazzling. Although it was a tortoiseshell technique, its visual display was quite impressive. This was especially true when the nine scripts shot out. The combination of the golden radiance and the Daoist mudra made it look as if a golden flower had made a brief appearance.

Luo Xingkong frowned as he looked at the Bright Mirror seal on the ground…

Hua Wudao continued moving forward. The Six Compatible Seal appeared again.

The five disciples crashed onto the ground. Four of them were knocked out cold while one of them spat another mouthful of blood and died.

Mingshi Yin shook his head when he saw this. "He's been with the Yun Sect for too long. He's still not ruthless enough. Well, that being said, he has shown some improvements. After all, when he first joined the Evil Sky Pavilion, I didn't think he would ever kill another person."

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou was still resting his spirits with his eyes closed. He pondered over the box and the key and also how he should capture the remaining rascals. He paid no heed to the developments on the Lotus Dais.

Hua Wudao was still moving forward. With every step he took, another script appeared on his body, shining with golden radiance.

Luo Xingkong stared at Hua Wudao and said, "Hua Wudao… I really didn't expect a grand Yun Sect elder to side with the evildoers. I'll have to demand an explanation from the Yun Sect after this is over."

Hua Wudao suddenly shot forward.

Bzzt!

Hua Wudao's 80-foot Seven-leaf avatar towered above everyone.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's people fell limply to the ground when they saw the avatar. They were standing too close to it and were suppressed.

The five elders and Luo Xingkong looked up a frightened expression on their faces.

The members of the audience stared with their mouths agape.

'Seven-leaf!'

'That's a Seven-leaf avatar! Many tried their whole lives but were unable to attain it!'

With just Hua Wudao alone, it seemed like an uncrossable chasm had opened up between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

'How are they going to fight this?'

'Fight? Forget about fighting.'

'The Heavenly Sword Sect is asking to be humiliated.'

At this moment, in the flying chariot, Mingshi Yin said, "Elder Hua, don't bully the juniors."

Hua Wudao nodded. He tapped the ground with the tips of his toes. His avatar vanished, and he returned to the flying chariot with movements as light as a swallow.

The difference was too great. It was meaningless to fight.

"Here I come!" Little Yuan'er leaped down from the flying chariot.

The members of the audience were puzzled.

'What're they playing at?'

'Isn't Hua Wudao enough? Why are they switching people?'

Nonetheless, the onlookers were looking forward to the show. After all, it would be too boring if the fight was one-sided.

"This is the Evil Sky Pavilion's ninth disciple, Ci Yuan'er."

"Why is she bringing the red strip of cloth around? Is she planning to get married?"

As soon as the person who made that remark finished speaking, the Nirvana Sash flew away from Little Yuan'er like a dragon toward him.

The onlookers were scared out of their wits and scrambled to retreat.

That person did not even have time to react before he was lifted high in the sky by the Nirvana Sash. Then, the sash loosened its hold.

The cultivator who had just entered the Mystic Enlightening realm began to freefall in the air. A miserable wail rang in the air before he crashed on the ground, bloodying his face.

"That strip of cloth? This will teach you to keep your mouth shut," Little Yuan'er said indignantly.

'What a fierce little girl!'

Someone with keen eyes suddenly exclaimed in awe, "A heaven-grade weapon! That's a heaven-grade weapon!"

"It's said that the Evil Sky Pavilion is filled to the brim with treasures… It seems like it's true!"

"It's best to keep your mouth shut. That brother has it bad!"

Little Yuan'er did not even look at those beyond the stage. The Nirvana Sash returned to her like a flying dragon before it looped around her. She looked at the people from Heavenly Sword Sect with a smile on her face. She moved her finger at Luo Xingkong, motioning him to come over. "Old man… I'll be your opponent."

The Heavenly Sword Sect's disciples took a step back. Many of them regretted being here. Why did they have to go against the Evil Sky Pavilion in such a direct manner?

'Even the weakest villain is so terrifying. How're we supposed to fight?'

"I'll be your opponent, little girl!" Luo Zheng, one of the five elders behind Luo Xingkong, could not endure it anymore. His sword sailed through the air as his words left his mouth.

Sword energy surged. On top of the Lotus Dais, streaks of flashing crescent sword energies danced in the air.

Little Yuan'er did not let her guard down. She took two steps backward and parried the blows with her Nirvana Sash.

Someone said, "Luo Zheng's in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm. He has no leaf. He's one of the Heavenly Sword Sect's elites."

"I heard the Evil Sky Pavilion's ninth disciple's cultivation base is only in the Divine Court realm. The Heavenly Sword Sect should be able to salvage some of their dignity now…"

The onlookers had barely finished their discussions when Little Yuan'er's Nirvana Sash lashed out violently in all directions.

Little Yuan'er rose into the air and moved swiftly using the Nirvana Sash as her foothold. This was the Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

She pushed Luo Zheng back with the Nirvana Sash and a crushing momentum.

Luo Zheng did not expect his opponent to be so powerful. His expression was sour as he retreated.

"Bright Mirror!" The instant Luo Zheng entered the Bright Mirror's range, his avatar appeared. Under the enhancement of the Bright Mirror, his avatar sprouted leaves! There was a sudden surge of power, and his sword energies' force increased.

"Be careful, little junior sister," Mingshi Yin reminded Little Yuan'er from above.

"Take this!" Luo Zheng stomped both feet on the ground and made a beeline for Little Yuan'er. With his sword in his hands, he slashed it at Little Yuan'er. The tip of his sword flashed with a golden light as he also seemed to transform into a streak of light.

Mingshi Yin frowned, wondering if he should help Little Yuan'er.

Whizz!

Little Yuan'er's avatar materialized behind her. The appearance of her avatar was unique. It looked like a child who was in the process of growing. It had grown ten feet taller compared to before. Most importantly, her avatar was sprouting a leaf at this moment!

"How's this possible? She's sprouting a leaf!"

"She's sprouting a leaf mid-battle? She's in the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm with a One-leaf avatar! She's not in the Divine Court realm!"

Little Yuan'er's performance changed the people's views of the Evil Sky Pavilion. There were many with terrifying talents. However, Little Yuan'er was the only one who managed to attain a One-leaf avatar and enter the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm within six years. This was unprecedented and probably would never happen again.

Little Yuan'er watched as Luo Zheng charged at her. Instead of retreating, she advanced. She flew into the air, meeting him head-on.

"Too late!" Luo Zheng scoffed. The sword in his hand suddenly multiplied into eight. Eight sword energies shot toward Little Yuan'er.

Under the Bright Mirror's influence, it seemed to be even more powerful.

Whizz!

"What's that?"

"No way! The Cloud Feather Raiment?"

"Wait! Not only does she have the Cloud Feather Raiment, but she has the Cloud-treading Boots as well!"

The Cloud-treading Boots coupled with the Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps was extremely powerful!

Little Yuan'er brought her Nirvana Sash along and hovered above Luo Zheng despite his incoming sword energies. The sword energies were negated, and she pounced on Luo Zheng. A smile dripping with ridicule appeared on her face before she said, "You're too weak!" After that, she kicked him hard.

Bam!

"Ding! Killed a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm target. Reward: 1,000 merit points."

At this moment, it was deathly quiet on the Lotus Dais.

The onlookers gulped as they stared at the falling Luo Zheng. The great Heavenly Sword Sect's elder was killed with a single kick?

"Elder Luo!" Two disciples rushed over to check on Luo Zheng.

"Elder Luo is dead!"

Little Yuan'er paid them no mind. She hovered in the air and gestured at Luo Xingkong. "They're not enough. You should be my opponent."

The remaining four elders could not take this any longer.

"Luo Yong, kill this little girl. Avenge Luo Zheng!"

Luo Yong was one of the five great elders.

"Little junior sister, you're too slow! Allow me…" Mingshi Yin said as he slowly descended.

The onlookers shifted their gazes to Mingshi Yin.

"He must be the Evil Sky Pavilion's fourth disciple."

Little Yuan'er pouted and said, "Senior brother, I haven't had enough yet!"

"Be a good girl. You've had your moment."

"Humph!" Little Yuan'er returned to the flying chariot.

Mingshi Yin stood on the Lotus Dais with his hands on his back. He looked at the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect and said, "I'm not my little junior sister. I won't hold back. Come."

Realization seemed to dawn on the onlookers at this moment. The Evil Sky Pavilion did not only come to annihilate the Heavenly Sword Sect, but they were also here to prove that the Evil Sky Pavilion was still powerful. It seemed like they were trying to regain their former glory. They only remembered the Evil Sky Pavilion's first, second, and seventh disciples had left the Evil Sky Pavilion. They seemed to have forgotten the Evil Sky Pavilion still had other disciples. Moreover, the remaining disciples seemed as powerful as Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong who traveled the lands and challenged all kinds of elites.

"Preposterous!" Luo Yong raised his sword at an angle. His eyes were cold. He looked as though he no longer cared about life and death as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes.

The onlookers began to discuss among themselves again.

"That's Luo Yong, one of the five great elders. He's skilled and known for landing the last blow. It's rumored that the cultivators he had faced could not even take more than three blows from him."

"He's that powerful?"

"He's an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect after all. Moreover, he's brave enough to disregard his life. The Evil Sky Pavilion should've let Hua Wudao fight."

Luo Yong's face was expressionless as he looked at Mingshi Yin. His sword moved and Primal Qi surged out of his body. When he moved, he left afterimages in his wake.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers gasped in surprise as they watched with rapt attention.

'He's too quick!'

The scene resembled one where dozens of figures were attacking Mingshi Yin at the same time.

Mingshi Yin smiled and charged forward.

Rip!

A clear ripping sound resounded across the Lotus Dais. The surging Primal Qi and the vibration of the sword abruptly stopped.

Everything seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment.

The two opponents had switched positions. They were now standing with their backs facing each other.

Luo Yong's eyes were wide open. He exhaled, but he did not inhale. His lips trembled as he mumbled, "H-how… How's this possible?" Then, he fell face-first onto the ground.

"Ding! Killed a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm target. Reward: 1,000 merit points."

Luo Xingkong's frown deepened. He looked at Mingshi Yin who had turned to look at them.

The onlookers were extremely frightened.

'He only made a single move from the beginning until the end!'

'How did he do that?'

Many of the onlookers could not catch what happened due to their cultivation bases. They merely saw figures clashing and heard a ripping noise before it was all over. There were no flashy collisions of energies or Daoist Mudras.

"Who's next?" Mingshi Yin asked calmly.

There were three elders left. They no longer seemed like a formidable threat.

The onlookers shook their heads.

"The outcome is clear. The Heavenly Sword Sect is done for."

"They have the Bright Mirror on their side, and yet, they were easily crushed! The cultivation world has underestimated the Evil Sky Pavilion."

"The three remaining elders are only in the peak Divine Court realm. How can they possibly be a match for the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

Mingshi Yin looked at the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect and said again, "Luo Xingkong, I suggest that you step forward."

Although Luo Xingkong was clearly furious, he did not make a move. He seemed to be waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a move. He would glance at the flying chariot occasionally only to see Lu Zhou's eyes were still closed as though all this had nothing to do with him. He felt stifled at this moment. He turned to look behind him. It was empty.

"Fourth Junior Brother, it's my turn." Duanmu Sheng brandished his Overlord Spear.

Mingshi Yin. "…"

'Please don't. I haven't had enough.' Mingshi Yin rolled his eyes and said, "Third Senior Brother, this isn't a fight worthy of you. You should stay with master. Fighting these people would only lower your status!"

Upon hearing this, the onlookers had different thoughts in their minds.

'Listen to that.'

'Is that something a decent person would say?'

'So, the Evil Sky Pavilion's third disciple is an elite on the same level as the Evil Sky Pavilion's patriarch?'

This assumption was not outrageous. After all, the first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, and the second disciple, Sword Devil Yu Shangrong, were cultivation elites. It was rumored that the two of them had Eight-leaf cultivation bases since a long time ago. The third disciple had joined the pavilion quite early so his cultivation base should be quite profound as well!

Mingshi Yin addressed the people before him, "Is there anyone else who wants to fight as well?"

The air seemed to stagnate at this moment.

Luo Xingkong turned to look at the three elders.

'What's with this farce?'

'Any random disciple from the Evil Sky Pavilion can easily crush us! Does he think we find it fun to throw our lives away?'

All of a sudden, one of the elders tossed his sword to the side and loudly said, "I quit!"

The audience was in an uproar.

In the Noble Path, acts of treason or fleeing were considered detestable and unforgivable. To think that something like this would happen to the Heavenly Sword Sect, one of the ten great sects. It was impossible for Luo Xingkong to not feel angered.

"I quit as well!" The remaining two elders tossed their swords aside as well.

Luo Xingkong's expression changed as he raised his right hand.

A golden fist shot toward the elders.

Bam! Bam!

The two elders died at the same time.

Luo Xingkong said expressionlessly, "The Heavenly Sword Sect's Elders Luo Tianxiang and Luo Hongzhong fled before the enemy. Executed on the spot!"

"…"

The onlookers wore a fearful expression on their faces.

'How merciless!'

At this moment, the onlookers could feel the show was about to reach its climax. They looked at Luo Xingkong who had a steely expression on his face. From the beginning until the end, he was the only one who appeared cold, furious, and vengeful.

At this moment, a voice rang from the flying chariot. "Sect Master Luo… why do you have to do that?"

The others turned to look.

It was not Lu Zhou who had spoken nor was it Hua Wudao. Instead, it was the Heavenly Sword Sect's former first disciple, Zhou Jifeng.

"Traitor," Luo Xingkong cursed as soon as he saw Zhou Jifeng.

Zhou Jifeng cupped his fists at Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou did not open his eyes. He merely waved his left arm.

Having received permission, Zhou Jifeng stepped into the air and hovered above the Lotus Dais. He stayed there and surveyed his surroundings. He cupped his fists at the onlookers and said, "Everyone, I need to clarify the truth."

'Here comes the juicy part!'

Such was the nature of men. Losing or winning a battle was not important.

Everyone kept their ears open as they looked at Zhou Jifeng who was hovering in the air. Since he was the former first disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his words should be credible.