Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

He Qi, a personal disciple of Qingyun Peak in the main lineage, studied under Qingxuan Zhenren, the Sect Leader.

Among the personal disciples, although he wasn't in the top ten, he was still considered quite outstanding.

Now, he was at the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm's Zenith Heaven, and in a short time, he would step into the Half-Step Saint King Realm, possessing the growth potential of a peak ancient king.

"Are you the body cultivator who walked the legendary path during last month's entry assessment?"

He Qi arrived at the Resource Hall, landed in the plaza, his eyes cold, and walked towards Jun Wuxie.

The true energy emanating from his cultivated Qingyun Swordplay formed azure clouds around him, with sword energy weaving through them.

It was a type of azure sword energy that emitted a sharp whistling sound as it moved, with extreme speed.

The sword energy was very sharp, and the sword intent was strong, causing the inner and elite disciples present to feel suffocated.

"That's right."

Jun Wuxie's blood energy continued to suppress the hundred or so people, forcing them to kneel on the ground as he calmly looked at He Qi, who was deliberately slowing his pace, trying to pressure him with his aura.

He Qi's lips curled into a cold smile as he said, "Do you know your status and position? In my Qingyun, insubordination is a serious crime. Moreover, your actions today are no different from publicly committing murder, injuring so many elite and core disciples. I, on behalf of Senior Brother Qin Yi, will execute the sect rules and grant you death. Do you have any objections?"

"I advise you to scram quickly and not court humiliation."

Jun Wuxie couldn't stand this kind of behavior, where people without strength insisted on acting tough, pretending to be invincible when they didn't have much ability.

Whoosh!

As soon as these words came out, the entire place was in an uproar.

Whether they were inner, elite, or core disciples, all were dumbfounded, hardly daring to believe their ears.

An inner disciple who had just entered the sect, a body cultivator with a bleak future, actually dared to speak to the Sect Leader's personal disciple like that in public.

They had seen arrogance, but such arrogance was a first.

"Too arrogant! He thinks he can be so reckless just because he has some strength, daring to speak to Senior Brother He Qi like that!"

"Hahaha, Zhenwu Peak is truly interesting. Look at the kind of people they recruit. The previous disciple was a good-for-nothing whose mentality collapsed after being crippled and died in depression. Later, there was a cripple who shamelessly refused to die, insisting on wasting sect resources. Now, they've taken in an overconfident madman!"

Clang!

As that core disciple spoke from the crowd, a dragon's roar shook the heavens.

It was a crimson, crystalline dragon claw, emitting a dragon's roar, suddenly appearing in front of the speaking core disciple, grabbing him and pulling him into Jun Wuxie's hand.

"Let go, let go of me!"

The core disciple's neck was locked, and he was lifted into the air, his legs kicking wildly as he glared at Jun Wuxie, shouting sternly, "You dare to commit murder in front of Senior Brother He Qi? I see you're asking for the sect's punishment of being torn apart by chaotic swords!"

"Release him!"

He Qi's face was extremely gloomy. This body cultivator actually grabbed a core disciple from hundreds of meters away right in front of him.

What he couldn't tolerate the most was that he didn't even have time to stop it!

"Release him?"

Jun Wuxie looked coldly at He Qi and said, "You keep talking about insubordination, but when these elite and core disciples offended my Zhenwu Peak's personal disciple, you didn't say a word. Do you think my Zhenwu Peak is easy to bully?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for He Qi to respond, he looked coldly at the core disciple in his hand and said, "My Zhenwu Peak's former senior brothers and sisters were crippled and died. You said they were worthless trash who collapsed mentally; now, my current senior brothers and sisters are disabled but living strong. You said they are shameless. Either way, my Zhenwu Peak is wrong. Dying is wrong, living is wrong, even breathing is wrong, right?"

"Yes! You Zhenwu Peak are a bunch of good-for-nothings, embarrassing our Qingyun! I just can't stand you Zhenwu Peak, targeting you. What can you do to me?"

The core disciple sneered. With Senior Brother He Qi here, even if he fell into Yue Wuxie's hands at this moment, what could he do to him? He wouldn't dare to kill him in public, would he?

Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye all clenched their fists tightly.

They felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts.

Zhenwu Peak had been having a hard time all these years, having to block blades for the other lineages outside and constantly being targeted and looked down upon by people in the sect.

This feeling of being isolated was truly too unbearable.

Just as Little Junior Brother said, they, Zhenwu Peak, were wrong either way. Dying was wrong, living was wrong, even breathing was wrong!

Jun Wuxie was expressionless, turning his head to look at the hundred or so kneeling elite and core disciples and said, "Do you also think so, that the people of my Zhenwu Peak are wrong to die, wrong to live, and wrong to even breathe?"

"So what if we do? In our eyes, everything you Zhenwu Peak does is wrong. We just look down on you. You better not even breathe, hahaha!"

Those people knelt on the ground, no longer afraid. Now that they had Senior Brother He Qi to back them up, what was there to fear?

Hearing the body cultivator Yue Wuxie ask this, they suddenly found it very funny, feeling that the people of Zhenwu Peak were too damn ridiculous, knowing the answer but still asking.

"Very good!"

Jun Wuxie's expression was very calm. He looked at the other onlookers and said, "Is there anyone else who thinks this way? If so, stand up and say it!"

"That's how it is, isn't it?"

There were indeed people who stood up, one after another, quite a few.

"Zhenwu Peak's mistake is that it shouldn't exist. The Zhenwu Peak's Head shouldn't have recruited successors, so they wouldn't have to participate in the Four Sects Tournament and embarrass our Qingyun!"

"Losing in the Four Sects Tournament and not being able to withstand the blow, returning and dying in depression, isn't that laughable? And those two, crippled for nineteen years, wasting so many sect resources. Why don't such good-for-nothings learn from the previous people of your Zhenwu Peak and go die, instead of living and consuming resources!"

Nan Jin and Yun Shu's faces turned pale with anger upon hearing this!

"I'll kill you heartless bastards!"

Yi Ling and Han Ye were furious, charging towards those people.

"Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Brother!"

Jun Wuxie reached out, a dragon's roar sounded, and he grabbed them back at once.

"I will handle today's matter. You are not allowed to interfere!"

He now had an indescribable strength and dominance, making Yi Ling and Han Ye somewhat stunned, feeling that Little Junior Brother was different from the Little Junior Brother they knew before, as if he had become a different person.

"He Qi, do you also think so?"

Jun Wuxie looked at He Qi again.

He Qi sneered upon hearing this, "You ask me, what answer do you want to hear? Do you want to seek some psychological comfort from me? Then I'm sorry, I think you are all a bunch of useless trash who shouldn't exist, so as not to waste my Qingyun's resources. What's wrong with raising something else? Even raising a few dogs is better than you, at least they won't embarrass us!"

"Very good, I know your opinion."

Jun Wuxie's expression was still calm, but no one could see the violent aura that was almost exploding beneath his calmness.

"Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Brother, protect Second Senior Sister and First Senior Brother!"

As his voice fell, an extremely cold killing intent burst out from his calm and profound eyes. His hands grabbed the core disciple's shoulders, and in the core disciple's terrified eyes as he felt the terrifying killing intent, he tore him in half alive with a 'poof'.

The blood spurted out, splattering all over the ground, splashing onto Jun Wuxie's body and face.

He didn't use his blood energy to protect himself, letting the warm, bloody blood splash on his body.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, their pupils contracted violently, looking at the bloody scene and Yue Wuxie covered in blood, a chill running down their spines.

This was the first inner disciple in history to dare to kill someone in public in the sect!

Before this, no one dared to imagine that an inner disciple would dare to kill someone in public in the sect!

"Madman, you're courting death!"

He Qi came back to his senses, enraged. As the Sect Leader's personal disciple, he had the right to restrain the behavior of sect disciples below the personal disciples.

But now, he was right here, and the Zhenwu Peak's inner disciple actually killed Senior Brother Qin Yi's people in front of him. How could this be tolerated!

"Clang!"

The sound of a sword rang through the Resource Hall, azure light soaring into the sky, and true energy surging.

A cyan greatsword trembled, filled with sharp sword intent, and slashed fiercely.

"Little Junior Brother!"

"Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Brother, protect the senior brothers and sisters, do not interfere!"

Jun Wuxie waved his sleeve, and crimson blood energy surged, shattering the Qingyun sword energy at once.

The fierce and domineering blood energy continued to surge, impacting He Qi, making him retreat several steps.

Almost at the same time, he moved like a gust of wind, rushing into the kneeling elite and core disciples, and the sweeping crimson blood energy wrapped up all the hundred or so people.

Poof!

Fresh blood splattered, accompanied by shrill and short screams, blood and flesh flying together.

People were horrified, hardly daring to believe their eyes.

The body cultivator's figure continued to flicker in the crowd, and each time he flickered, someone was torn apart alive. The scene was incomparably bloody and cruel, like a living hell.

Where had everyone seen such a battle, they were so frightened that their legs went weak, their calves cramping, almost unable to stand.

"Damn it! You murderous villain!"

He Qi was frightened by such a scene. He moved his hands in front of him, and a sword formation diagram evolving azure clouds appeared, pushing forward, countless azure sword energy rushing out, killing Jun Wuxie.

"It will be your turn soon!"

Jun Wuxie waved his hand, and a crimson palm print shattered all the sword energy, piercing through the sword formation diagram, slapping He Qi's face, directly smashing half of his face to pieces, and even his skull cracked.

He only felt a darkness before his eyes, flying out horizontally, unable to see anything, his eyes filled with stars, his head aching, staggering as he climbed up, almost unable to stand.

This slap was just a fleeting moment.

Jun Wuxie's figure continued to shuttle about, his hands ruthlessly tearing apart those elite and core disciples.

"Since you all want the people of Zhenwu Peak to die, then you all must die today!"

Jun Wuxie was tyrannical, it had been a long time since he had been so enraged.

These people didn't treat the people of Zhenwu Peak as human beings, so why should he treat them as human beings?

Returning kindness with kindness and repaying grievances with justice has always been his principle.

Since they were enemies, there was no room for any mercy!

"No! Don't kill us!"

"We were wrong, wah!"

Some people were so scared that they cried on the spot.

It was too terrifying, they had collapsed.

Pfft!

Jun Wuxie's speed was extremely fast, and in a short time, more than a hundred people were all torn apart by him.

Almost instantly, he rushed towards the group of people who had walked out from the crowd watching the excitement.

"Don't, don't kill us!"

Those people collapsed, letting out terrified screams.

They wanted to run, but they were already scared out of their wits, their legs trembling, and their bodies weak.

A crimson bloody aura swept out, and those hundreds of people were all swept up.

"Little Junior Brother, don't!"

Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye only came back to their senses from the bloody scene brought about by this sudden change, and shouted immediately when they saw that Little Junior Brother was going to continue killing people.

However, Jun Wuxie seemed not to have heard their words.

He was now covered in blood, and fresh blood kept flowing down his thick black hair and robe.

He shuttled through those people, and every time he reached someone, he would grab them and, in the horrified eyes of everyone, tear them apart alive with a 'pfft'.

At this moment, he was like a killing machine without any emotion!

In his life, he had killed more than a trillion living beings. Once he had the intention to kill, no amount of blood, no matter how cruel the scene, could shake his killing intent.

"Quick, quick, go back and call Master!"

Second Senior Sister Yun Shu reacted and hurriedly urged Yi Ling.

Yi Ling came back to her senses and left in a hurry.

Today's matter had reached the heavens. Once the sect's higher-ups arrived, they would definitely take action to kill Little Junior Brother.

Now, only by letting Master come here before the sect's higher-ups arrive could there be a chance to save Little Junior Brother's life.

The Resource Hall Square was filled with screams and cries.

Even those who had not stood up, some were frightened to tears and collapsed on the spot.

Such a scene was too bloody and cruel, it was something they had never seen before, deeply impacting their vision and mind, and fear was uncontrollably breeding in their hearts.

The deacons of the Resource Hall rushed over from the depths, and when they witnessed such a scene, their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled.

"Quick, quick, notify the Sect Leader!"

They were terrified, that person was simply like a demon god, ruthlessly tearing apart the sect's elite and core disciples, bathed in blood and going mad.

Even from a great distance, they could feel that terrifying killing intent.

That cold and ruthless killing will impacted their minds, causing them to tremble uncontrollably.

"You wicked creature!"

At this moment, a cold shout pierced through the sky.

Clang!

The sound of a sword echoed through the sky, accompanied by the sound of surging true energy.

A cloud of true energy, like a cyan cloud, moved rapidly from the distant sky, and a huge cyan sword qi slashed through the sky, the blazing cyan light illuminating the Resource Hall, and the sharp sword intent made everyone feel a chill all over their bodies.

Pfft!

Jun Wuxie tore apart the last core disciple who had stood up to express his opinion.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes blazing instantly.

The Taiji Star Sea and Yuanshi Bingjie within his body operated together.

At the same time, an overbearing aura swept out.

There were talismans filled with Zhenwu aura appearing on his body, branded on his flesh, and his whole person exuded a trace of immortal and indestructible aura, surrounded by brilliant light flames.

Zhenwu Undying Body!

Three times, fifteen times, nine times!

A full four hundred and five times increase!

He waved his fist to meet the attack, and the Dou character tactic operated, triggering instantly.

His realm, at this moment, directly increased from the late stage of the Saint Small Celestial Realm to the late stage of the Great Celestial Realm.

The fist imprint was as blazing as a blood-colored scorching sun, and the sky of the Resource Hall was trembling from the bombardment.

With a loud bang.

The fist imprint collided with the cyan sword qi, bursting out with ear-piercing metallic tremors and roars, and the crimson energy and cyan energy rapidly spread out together, like waves, impacting the heavens and the earth, and within a radius of a thousand meters, the buildings were shaking violently.

With a cracking sound.

The cyan sword qi collapsed, and the crimson fist imprint continued to bombard forward without any obstruction, shaking open the cyan true energy cloud and revealing the blue-clothed man inside with a look of surprise.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura on his body instantly increased more than ten times, his hands crossed in front of his body, and his arms were covered with dense runes.

Boom!

The blue-clothed man's body swayed slightly, and he took two steps back. His arm shook, and only then did he shatter the crimson fist imprint.

"Senior Brother Qin Yi!"

"That's Senior Brother Qin Yi, he was actually shaken back by that Yue Wuxie!"

The people in horror came back to their senses, their faces full of disbelief.

This was something that seemed impossible to them.

Senior Brother Qin Yi is a legend, and he has already entered the Saint King realm!

"You body cultivator, you do have some skills. What realm are you in?"

Qin Yi discovered that he could not see through the other party's realm. It was different from when he saw this person on the day he came with Princess Anning.

At that time, he could see that the body cultivator was only in the middle stage of the Saint Realm Small Celestial Realm.

But today, all he saw was fog, hazy and indistinct, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"You villain, what is your purpose in hiding your realm and coming to my Qingyun?"

Qin Yi's eyes were cold. He had been careless before and had not used the sublimation-type forbidden technique, which led to him suffering a small loss.

"If you don't say it, I have a hundred ways to make you open your mouth!"

Sword qi shuttled around Qin Yi's body, and the cyan true energy was like a gale raging, causing the void to be slightly distorted and deformed.

He stepped towards Jun Wuxie step by step.

"It seems that I overestimated you."

Jun Wuxie said coldly. After this hard confrontation with Qin Yi, he realized a problem.

That is, since the lower realm's doomsday torrent began, he has been fighting against opponents in the mythical realm.

As a result, he has overlooked a very important point.

Qin Yi is not a myth. If he doesn't reach the mythical realm, no matter how much he sublimates, it will only be more than ten times.

Below the myth, multiple forbidden techniques are only added, not multiplied and superimposed.

This also means that even if there is a Saint King realm barrier suppressing him, even if he is only in the late stage of the Saint Small Celestial Realm, he can forcibly break through.

Because the other party is just a person who has just entered the legendary realm. If it were an ancient legend, he would definitely not be an opponent, but a legend does not have the qualifications to be strong in front of him.

"For today's matter, I will grant you the punishment of dismemberment by sword qi! In addition, I will deprive all disciples of your Zhenwu Peak of their hundred-year salary!"

Qin Yi announced in public, like a supreme ruler, as if the entire sect was at his command.

"What kind of thing do you think you are!"

Jun Wuxie rose into the air, his crimson bloody aura soaring to the sky, like a blood-colored ocean surging, Zhenwu runes swirling between his palms and fingers, every inch of his skin flashing with Zhenwu ancient inscriptions, flowing with brilliant light flames.

"Looking for death!"

Qin Yi's eyes were extremely cold. Behind him, Qingyun floated and sank, and countless sword qi rushed out from inside, sword intent sweeping in all directions, killing intent soaring to the sky.

"Stop!"

A heavy sword fell from the sky, landing between Qin Yi and Jun Wuxie with a bang.

The overbearing Zhenwu sword qi spread out, shattering Qin Yi's sword qi.

Almost at the same time, True Master Chengyuan landed in the arena. He looked at the hellish bloody ground, then glared at Jun Wuxie coldly, and shouted: "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you quickly push your eldest senior brother back to Zhenwu Peak!"

Jun Wuxie was stunned. Even if he had made things to this point, Master was still protecting him, and didn't even ask a single extra word.

"He can't go anywhere today!"

A voice full of anger came from afar. In an instant, Sect Leader Qingxuan Zhenren led the chief disciples of each lineage into the arena.

They looked at the bloodiness all over the ground. These were all the elite and core disciples of their lineages!

Qingxuan Zhenren and the chief disciples of Benlei Peak and Yunhai Peak had gloomy faces, their facial muscles twitching fiercely, and their eyes were cold.

They had never imagined that a newly entered disciple would dare to do such a thing!

Since the establishment of Qingyun Sect, no one has ever dared to do so!