Xianxia: My Disciples are Insane!

"Emperor, you are an Emperor?"

Jian Wentian suppressed the blood qi in his body and was filled with disbelief.

If he had been defeated just now, he would not have been able to confirm this fact. But now, with the Emperor weapon, the Heaven-cleaving Sword, he was still defeated.

He had no choice but to believe that Su Yun had already become an Emperor.

"It's a pity that you discovered it too late. I have indeed become a Great Emperor. Moreover, I have just advanced and you have already come knocking on my door. Do you think that this is an arrangement made by the heavens? Let me personally end you, end the grudges of the previous generation, and at the same time, let our two factions come to a complete end."

Su Yun said expressionlessly.

She knew that this day would come, but she did not expect it to come so quickly.

Furthermore, she had just become an Emperor when her enemy came knocking on her door.

The old man thinks so highly of himself and his long life!

Originally, she had planned to go to the Desert Sword Sect for a period of time to understand this grudge, but the other party was so impatient that they came knocking on her door.

This was also good. The grudge should be resolved today.

Whether it was personal grudges or sect grudges, they should all be resolved.

Jian Wentian's expression was incomparably bitter. His dream in this life was to become an Emperor. The heavens and earth would be destroyed, but he would not be destroyed. He would roam the heavens.

However, at this moment, his old enemy had actually become an Emperor before him. This huge blow caused his world to be filled with darkness.

However, he did not understand. He had not become an Emperor yet, and Su Yun's talent was about the same as his. How could she become an Emperor before him?

However, it was already too late. With Su Yun becoming an Emperor, everything was already over.

The hearts of the people from the Desert Sword Sect had long been crushed. Initially, their blood was boiling, but now, their faces were filled with dejection and desolation.

They no longer had any hope. Their defeat was already set in stone!

"Hah!"

Su Yun waved her right hand, and the Heaven-cleaving Sword slipped out of Jian Wentian's hand and fell into her hand.

After all, this was an Emperor weapon, and it could also be a great help to the Heavenly Snow Palace.

Following the appearance of Elder Su Yun and her victory, the disciples of the Heavenly Snow Palace all cheered. They had personally witnessed the great Desert Sword Sect being ruthlessly crushed.

Some of the disciples did not know who Su Yun was. After asking the senior disciples beside them, they also revealed proud expressions.

This was their great elder!

Their great elder had defeated Jian Wentian of the great Desert Sword Sect. Didn't this mean that in the entire eastern region, their Heavenly Snow Palace would become the number one power!?

In the future, the great Desert Sword Sect would no longer exist!

"So that's how it is. I can't accept this! I can't accept this!"

Jian Wentian roared furiously at the sky. The spiritual energy in his body was in chaos. The injuries that he had previously suppressed rapidly erupted, causing his meridians to break inch by inch. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Back then, I was the one who forced you down the thousand-foot tall cliff. I hope that you can be merciful and spare my great Desert Sword Sect. I can end my life here on the spot!"

Jian Wentian knew that the defeat was set and he was powerless to reverse the situation.

If he could exchange his life for the stability of the Desert Sword Sect, it would be a worthy death.

Su Yun would not let him go. From that time in the ruins, it was already destined. Therefore, he did not think that he would be able to leave alive.

"Do you think it's possible? If the one who loses today is the Heavenly Snow Palace, with your personalities, would you let us go?!"

"You don't have to deny it first. I'm very clear about your way of doing things. If your Desert Sword Sect wins, not only will you not spare the Heavenly Snow Palace, but you will also humiliate us!"

Su Yun was right.

A bitter look appeared on Jian Wentian's face. This last chance had disappeared.

Whatever!

Perhaps this was the fate of the Desert Sword Sect!

Just as he was about to commit suicide, he suddenly thought of something and said to Su Yun, "Before I die, I want to know one last thing!"

Su Yun narrowed her eyes and said, "Speak!"

"I still don't believe that you can advance one step faster than me to become an Emperor. Among these..."

Jian Wentian did not finish his sentence, but Su Yun understood what he meant. He wanted to know why she had broken through to become an Emperor.

What he said was true. If she had not met Ye Changge, she would probably have been defeated by Jian Wentian in less than a single move, let alone defeating him.

Moreover, she would have died along with her abilities.

"You're right. If I only relied on my own abilities, I might not have had the chance to become an Emperor for the rest of my life. However, I met a noble who helped me break through to the Emperor Realm."

When Su Yun said this, her eyes were filled with deep respect and gratitude.

Jian Wentian knew that she was not lying, and there was no need for her to lie to him in such a situation. Someone actually helped her break through to the Emperor Realm. This made him feel somewhat incredulous.

Although Su Yun's talent was considerably good, it was simply wishful thinking for her to advance to the Emperor Realm.

"Who is it? To actually have such an incredulous ability?"

Jian Wentian was truly shocked.

Helping someone break through to become an Emperor was a little ridiculous!

"It's someone you can't imagine. You don't have the right to know. Alright, your wish has been granted. Kill yourself!"

Su Yun turned around.

Jian Wentian sighed. He knew that it was already too late to turn things around.

There was nothing he could do to change the fate of the Desert Sword Sect. Now that he had cut himself off, he could still retain a bit of his dignity.

After thinking about it, he severed his own meridians.

"Grand elder!"

Wen Jiandao cried out in grief and collapsed onto the ground.

Things had come to this point and they were completely done for. They no longer had the chance to become the number one sect in the eastern region. There was only the path of the dead. "..."

Bai Ao Xian walked to Su Yun's side and asked in a low voice, "How should we deal with these people from the Desert Sword Sect?"

Then, he walked to the center of the field and said with an imposing manner, "The benevolence and righteousness of our Heavenly Snow Palace comes first. Now, I will give you two choices, to die or to submit to our Heavenly Snow Palace!"

With that said...

The people from the Desert Sword Sect fell silent.

They looked at each other and revealed a trace of confusion and disbelief. They were stunned.

Die or submit!

This thought kept spinning in their minds. They were all extremely talented people. They did not want to die just like that and have their lives be ended.

"Humph, don't even think about it. Our Desert Sword Sect is a loyal and righteous sect. We would rather live while standing than suffer such humiliation. If you want us to submit, don't even think about it."

Wen Jiandao said in a straightforward manner.

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard a voice. He immediately turned his neck stiffly.

"I, Qianmu, am willing to submit to the Heavenly Snow Palace!"

Qianmu was an elder of the Desert Sword Sect. He had a certain amount of power. With his submission, the door to submission was instantly opened.

The disciples behind him knelt on the ground and chose to submit.

"All of you... Get up!"

Wen Jiandao looked at the disciples of the Desert Sword Sect who were kneeling down and was so angry that his nostrils were flaring.

He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.