I Will Kill You!

With those words spoken, the old man prepared to turn and depart. Li Guanqi suddenly called out to stop him, speaking in an extremely low voice. "My grandfather... is... the Domain Lord... of the Seventh Domain!" Li Guanqi had run out of options; the sword spirit still had not responded to him. He could only take the risk of exposing his relationship with his grandfather. Yet unexpectedly, Wu Changfeng merely turned around, shook his head with a bitter smile, and waved a hand. "Who in this world does not know there are only Six Domains? Where would a Seventh Domain come from?" "A Domain Lord, no less... Right now, no one can save you unless Yuning survives." "However... the situation does not look optimistic." At this point, the elder turned to take a deep look at Li Guanqi and let out a sigh. He parted his lips as if to say something, but felt it might be too cruel. His throat worked slightly, yet no words came out. Li Guanqi understood as well; the old man's meaning was practically passing a death sentence upon him. Before leaving, as the elder passed by the man's side, he suddenly halted his steps. Turning slowly, the elder radiated an immense pressure. Looking down at the man bowing before him, he spoke in a calm voice: "Even if he is to die, it will be the Sect Master who executes him." "Do you... understand what I mean by that?" Cold sweat instantly broke out across the bowed man's forehead. Gulping hard, he hurriedly replied, "Yes... Elder Wu." Only upon hearing that did the elder turn and walk away. After straightening up, lingering fear remained in the man's eyes as he glanced in the direction where the elder had departed. Then, he shot a vicious glare at Li Guanqi. The light-screen barrier rose, and those outside could no longer see what was happening within. The man's gaze shifted slightly, suddenly fixing upon Jiuxiao beside them. Licking his lips, his eyes brimmed with unbridled greed. Turning toward the barrier, he tapped the empty air with both hands, instantly sealing off any sound from inside as well. Then, his figure leapt into the air. With a flash of white light, he actually produced a dagger! Staring greedily at Jiuxiao, he murmured in an undertone, "Heh, to think a true dragon actually still exists in this world!" "Then don't blame me for being impolite." With that, the dagger in his grip flashed with brilliant light and plunged viciously toward Jiuxiao's body! *Clink!* The rigid dagger was instantly deflected, the sharp blade merely leaving a shallow white streak upon Jiuxiao's dragon scales. Hearing the man's mutterings and the whoosh of the dagger tearing through the air, Li Guanqi instantly realized what he intended to do. *Clatter, clang!* The chains rattled violently as Li Guanqi thrashed his body, strands of hair matted with blood against his face, looking wretched beyond measure. In a hoarse voice, Li Guanqi bellowed in fury, "You... dog bastard! If you dare... touch it, I... will kill you!" "Don't you touch... it!" Yet how could the man possibly listen to him? A sneer played at the corners of his lips as he remarked with utter contempt, "Heh, a dead man walking, and you still want to kill me?" "Hahahahaha! What a joke!" "I have cultivated for one thousand three hundred years—a dignified mid Void Refining Realm powerhouse! What will you use to kill me?" Saying so, the man pressed his five fingers together and drove them violently into the wound where the chains pierced through Jiuxiao! *Pfft!* "No!" "Die! I'll make you die!" Li Guanqi twisted his body frantically, yet he could not advance even half an inch. The man laughed with reckless abandon, catching the dripping golden blood in a jade vial. Withdrawing his hand, he ripped away a large chunk of flesh and blood straight from Jiuxiao's wound. Unconscious, Jiuxiao let out an agonizing, muffled whimper. Veins bulged on Li Guanqi's temples, yet out of nowhere, a sharp slap struck his face. *Smack!* A bright red handprint surfaced immediately. The man stepped up beside Li Guanqi and unceremoniously shoved the meat into his mouth, chewing it slowly. *Chomp, smack.* "Mmm! The spiritual energy in dragon meat is truly extraordinary! Hahahahaha!" "Glaring at me? Still defiant?" *Slap, slap, slap!* The man patted Li Guanqi's face, mocking, "Look at you now, just like a half-dead dog that's been beaten bloody." "Apart from barking, what else can you do?" "Hahahahaha, you can't do a damn thing." "Oh, that's right, you're a blind cripple too. You can't even see." Li Guanqi's struggling body slowly went still, looking as if he had resigned himself to fate. Yet right after, Li Guanqi's raspy voice, saturated with murderous intent, slowly sounded. "Tell me your name." Hearing this, the man broke into a slight smile. Grabbing Li Guanqi by the hair, he yanked his head back. Leaning in close to his ear, he sneered, "Oh? You want to know?" "Heh, what could you possibly do even if I tell you?" "Listen closely: I am Liu Chuan, son of the First Elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect, Liu Dongshi." Li Guanqi held his head tilted back, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at the man before him. His chapped lips quivered slightly as chilling, grim words drifted into Liu Chuan's ears. "You will die by my hand." "I will definitely... definitely... make you understand what it means to wish you were dead." "I will make you... kneel and beg me to kill you." Looking into those bloodshot eyes, a strange chill inexplicably welled up in the depths of Liu Chuan's heart. This chill unsettled him. Looking at Li Guanqi's face, he let out a cold snort and ultimately did nothing more to him. Instead, he turned to torturing Jiuxiao and Pengluo. Due to Pengluo's unique nature, regrowing severed limbs was its innate origin power. Liu Chuan sat suspended in midair, draining Jiuxiao's blood while severing Pengluo's arms. No matter how Pengluo cursed, it was completely useless. Even so, Pengluo did not utter a single word of blame toward Li Guanqi; instead, it unleashed a relentless barrage of abuse on eighteen generations of Liu Chuan's ancestors. Li Guanqi clenched his teeth tight, engraving every curse and agonized cry into the depths of his soul. The barrier remained in place, and the torment had only just begun. Time gradually slipped away, and the atmosphere across all of Yuntian City began to turn heavy and somber. These six hours dragged on interminably for Li Guanqi. By daybreak, Liu Chuan had contentedly stowed away his twelfth jade vial. He had even forcefully ripped off over a hundred dragon scales. Pengluo's four limbs were all severed, leaving it currently unable to regenerate at all. Li Guanqi was drenched in blood, his skin torn and flesh lacerated, having shattered several of his own teeth from biting down so fiercely. Whip marks covered his body, while chains still pierced through his four limbs and both shoulders. The blood upon the chains had long since dried, staining a large length of the metal piercing his limbs a dark crimson. That was the distance the chains had dragged through his body from Li Guanqi's frantic thrashing. *Clang!* A crisp chime of a bell echoed out, and the morning rays of the rising sun shone upon Li Guanqi's body. A sensation of warmth suddenly touched his face, yet an overwhelming, towering murderous intent remained choked within his heart. In this instant, the entirety of Yuntian City fell dead silent. Even Liu Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly turned to face east. Li Guanqi, having recovered a sliver of strength by now, slowly opened his mind's eye. The sight of Jiuxiao and Pengluo's wretched condition made his heart feel as if it were being crushed violently by a colossal hand. Turning his gaze toward the east, he saw an ice-blue cloud boat, six decks high and a full hundred zhang in length, appearing on the horizon.