Under the terrifying pressure of the sword momentum, the entire Golden Snake Sect and the surrounding thirty li were thoroughly engulfed.
The dreadful, hundred-zhang lightning sword was far from a mere idle threat.
Fu Dongsheng's pupils quivered violently. Staring at the terrifying lightning sword-light, he hastily bowed and said, "Senior! However the Golden Snake Sect has offended you, this one offers my humble apologies! Whatever terms you have, please, just name them!"
Li Guanqi cast his gaze downward, looking down at the man.
Beneath the explosive surge of terrifying pressure, not a single person besides Fu Dongsheng could maintain flight before Li Guanqi.
A sneer touched the corner of Li Guanqi's mouth, his voice chilling. "Make amends? Very well..."
Hearing this, Fu Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could speak another word, a sharp prickling sensation suddenly stung his skin, and he jerked his head up.
The horrific hundred-zhang lightning sword was already crashing down upon the Golden Snake Sect!
As the sword descended, a long fissure tore through the void, and terrifying sword qi ran rampant across the heavens.
The entire territory of the Golden Snake Sect was instantly cleaved in two!
The winding mountain range was split straight through by the sword-light, and the peaks and buildings within the sect were pulverized in an instant.
Along its path, several Golden Snake Sect elders who failed to dodge in time had their life forces extinguished within the brilliant light.
The earth trembled; the peaks shook.
The entire Golden Snake Sect grounds were reduced to ruins, strewn everywhere with broken walls and shattered debris.
A deep, chasm-like ravine was torn through the mountain, resembling an abyss.
Turbulent sword qi and lightning still lingered across the mirror-smooth stone cliff faces.
Fu Dongsheng's soul shook to its core at the sight. Just as he was about to look up and spit out some harsh words, he finally realized something and turned his gaze toward the woman floating in midair beside Li Guanqi.
By now, the medicinal power of the pill had dissolved in her mouth, spreading throughout her body as the purest energy.
Her damaged meridians and flesh were rapidly recovering.
Looking at the battered Tu Shan, killing intent flared in the depths of Li Guanqi's eyes!
Tu Shan had originally stood in the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm, nearing its peak.
Yet under this torture, her cultivation had dropped, leaving her barely at the mid Soul Formation Realm.
Back when she had answered Lu Kangnian's sect summons order to return to the sect, she was already in the mid Soul Formation Realm.
In other words... over ten years of bitter cultivation had been thoroughly undone.
Flames of fury surged in Li Guanqi's eyes. Seeing this, Fu Dongsheng's heart leapt into his throat.
He had likely deduced that there was a deep connection between the two; otherwise, the man would never have marched straight to their door.
To think that the person they had captured this time had struck such a solid iron wall!
Fu Dongsheng kept his head lowered, his eyes darting frantically.
To him, since he could not best this opponent, he had to yield.
A few people had died? What of it? At least it wasn't him, Fu Dongsheng.
Moreover, judging by the man's demeanor, he was not someone to be crossed in the slightest. That sword... Fu Dongsheng could never withstand it!
"Senior... there must be some misunderstanding in all this! Look, inside my storage ring, everything is for..."
Squelch!
Fu Dongsheng suddenly felt a warmth on his neck. Reaching up to touch it, he found his hand covered in blood.
From beside him, the cold voice slowly drifted out.
"Once I kill you, your things will be mine anyway."
As the words fell, a severed head tumbled to the ground!
"Ahhh! The Sect Master is dead!"
"Run... run for your lives!"
In an instant, pandemonium erupted throughout the Golden Snake Sect. The tree had fallen and the monkeys scattered; disciples cast off their robes one after another and fled in every direction.
With a frosty countenance, Li Guanqi strode through the sect grounds, his divine sense rippling out to swiftly locate Fu Dongsheng's son.
Li Guanqi arrived at a secluded courtyard. Pushing open the chamber doors, he found a heavily injured young man with a frail, hollow aura vigorously laboring away in bed.
Startled by the sudden intrusion, the youth shuddered in fright.
"Oh, what's gotten into you today..."
"Ah! Who are you?!"
Li Guanqi glanced at the woman. Leaning casually against a chair, he gave a faint crook of his finger.
In an instant, four lightning spears coalesced beside him!
Fu An scowled and barked, "Where did a mongrel like you come from, daring to barge into my room?! Men! Seize him!"
The woman clutched the blanket tightly and pointed arrogantly at Li Guanqi, shrilly berating him, "Where did an insolent thing like you crawl out of? Kneel down and roll out of here! You've ruined all my mood!"
Yet by this point, Fu An had already noticed that something was amiss.
Outside the door, wails and shouts echoed everywhere; the world outside had descended into absolute chaos.
The corners of Li Guanqi's lips curled slightly. When he had swung that sword earlier, he had cast an isolation barrier around this very courtyard.
With another faint twitch of his finger, a lightning spear beside him shot forward like a bolt!
Before the haughty woman could finish speaking, the spear drove cleanly through her throat!
Squelch!
Scalding blood splattered across Fu An's face, leaving him thoroughly stunned.
The tremendous force pinned the woman's corpse firmly against the wall, leaving her suspended in midair beside him.
Seeing this, Fu An's pupils shrank. Without a shred of hesitation, he turned and bolted!
Yet the remaining lightning spears instantly impaled his four limbs, nailing him to the floor like a dead dog, unable to budge an inch.
Sprawled on the ground, Fu An endured the agonizing pain and raised his head toward Li Guanqi, roaring hysterically, "Do you know who I am?! My father is Fu Dongsheng! Do you dare kill me?! Release me right now! If you dare touch a hair on my head, my father will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
Li Guanqi frowned slightly and flicked his hand, releasing a wisp of sword qi.
The green flagstones shattered as a long furrow was carved into the floor!
Li Guanqi rose slowly and walked straight down the center of the blood-drenched floor.
As for the others, he had no desire to slaughter them.
Lifting his feet, he carried the gravely wounded, still-unconscious Tu Shan and departed the Golden Snake Sect.
Not long after, when Yan Chong arrived in the sky far above the Golden Snake Sect, his soul was shaken to its core!
Staring at the deep, thousand-zhang chasm carved into the earth, he could scarcely fathom who could have unleashed such a world-shattering strike!
***
Yanchangping.
Inside a private parlor on the top floor, Sun Zhen lay sprawled on the ground, his face flushed as his snores echoed through the room.
A man who shared a seventy-percent resemblance to him looked down upon him coldly.
Sitting quietly on a chair to the side, his slender, well-proportioned fingers gently twirled a wine cup.
Sun Zhen, still deep in sleep, suddenly shuddered all over as a wave of chill washed over him.
Opening his eyes groggily, he saw the gloomy silhouette not far away.
Frightened, he sat bolt upright, instantly dispelling the alcohol from his system, and bowed in greeting.
"Brother..."
Sun Tianqi was tall and well-proportioned, dressed in a green-edged embroidered robe with a green jade sash and a patterned white jade crown atop his head.
His facial features were sharp and straight, the corners of his monolid eyes tilting slightly upward, and his entire demeanor was exceptionally aloof.
Sun Tianqi raised his eyes slightly, lifted his hand, and slapped Sun Zhen across the face!
Smack!
A blood-red handprint emerged instantly, and Sun Zhen's cheek swelled up before their very eyes.
Yet Sun Zhen kept his head bowed, not daring to utter a word.
Looking at the now-sober Sun Zhen, Sun Tianqi crossed his legs, took a sip of wine, and spoke in a flat voice.
"The task the family entrusted to you—and this is how it ends?"
Sun Zhen's throat bobbed slightly. He swallowed hard and opened his mouth, about to offer an explanation.
Yet the young man before him slowly rose to his feet. Casting a sidelong glance at the bowing, subservient Sun Zhen, he let out a cold snort.
"Useless trash."
Chapter 662