"Whirl...Whirl..."

A cross-shaped divine weapon suddenly appeared, constantly spinning on Qing Yu's right palm, with thunder responding and roaring down from the sky.

Ten Directions Strange Move: Thunderclap.

Lightning struck the Heavenly Extermination Demon Sword Formation, making the Four Swords tremble together, their emitted Sword Qi becoming erratic and unstable.

The remaining power of the strong Thunderbolt Lightning was undiminished, blasting against the Zhenwu Sword, transforming into unparalleled Sword Qi, its awe-inspiring might filling the sword edge.

Heavenly Thunder Guiding My Sword.

The Thunder Sword slashed down, striking again at the Heavenly Talent Fragmented Sword. The Thunderbolt Lightning caused the illusory sword blade to begin to collapse, and streaks of lightning surged along the sword blade to Xiao Qianxiu's hand, causing his arm to go numb and become stiff and unmovable.

"Master Xiao, I have said before, relying on external objects..."

As he spoke, his figure was still ahead, but before the voice fell, his figure had moved behind.

Qiankun Renwoxing.

Where the Heart reaches, the sword follows. The Zhenwu Sword sliced across Xiao Qianxiu's side, breaking his Sword Body with one strike, leaving a blood-drenched wound.

"...Cannot commit acts of violence in front of me!"

The sinister and poisonous Xuanyin Twelve Swords were wielded by Qing Yu at this time, yet devoid of any taint of evil, transforming ruthlessness into sharpness, and sinister into righteousness. This shifting Sword Qi was unrecognizable even to Xiao Qianxiu, who had long coveted the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, as he couldn't identify the origin of the swordsmanship.

Having discarded the Xuanyin Sword Energy, Qing Yu instead broke free from the confines of the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, with Sword Qi changing effortlessly. In his hands, the Xuanyin Twelve Swords could become Xuanyang Twelve Swords or Xuanfeng Twelve Swords.

Of course, if necessary, they could revert to Xuanyin, even more vicious and ferocious than the original Xuanyin Twelve Swords.

"Ding——"

Xiao Qianxiu suddenly turned, the re-solidified illusory sword blade touched the Zhenwu Sword, emitting a crisp sound, but behind the Zhenwu Sword was a roaring angry wind.

Qiankun Xunfeng.

In an instant, a roaring fierce whirlwind attacked from all directions like a wild dragon dancing, the top of the whirlwind spiraling into a conical shape, piercing into Xiao Qianxiu's body, immediately resulting in multiple blood holes.

"Ah——"

Xiao Qianxiu screamed as he flew backward but forcibly stopped himself. The Heavenly Talent Fragment soared from his hand, ascending into the sky to align with the other Four Swords, "Sword Qi converges, Heavenly Extermination—"

"Whoosh——"

Qing Yu gathered Qi, inhaling a fierce wave of energy into his body, then released it with force, "Roar——"

Heavenly Dragon Roar, the Buddhist Forbidden Technique reveals its divine power for the first time. Qing Yu rose into the air, illusory, pathways of Lotus unfurling behind him, the extreme roar blasting out a wild wave of energy, causing the last desperate attempt of Xiao Qianxiu to suffer a heavy blow, leading to bodily collapse and spiritual disorientation.

"Puff——"

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, Xiao Qianxiu, unable to maintain any longer, was blasted away by the energy wave outside Moon Arrival Peak, plummeting straight to the bottom of the peak.

"Effortless!"

Qing Yu flicked his sleeves as True Qi transformed into a jade ribbon, gathering the Four Swords from the sky, while extending a hand to grasp the Heavenly Talent Fragment.

Returning the sword to its sheath, Ten Directions Destruction was stored in the spatial system, Qing Yu's figure spun around, yet another figure stepped out from within him, disappearing swiftly on the spot.

"Ascend."

The voice echoed, accompanied by the fierce sound of garments, as someone carried the dying, seemingly on his last legs Xiao Qianxiu onto the peak.

On the numb face, the calm eyes, this person was none other than Xiao Qianxiu's chief disciple — Xiao Qiye.

"You..." Xiao Qianxiu, seeing his disciple bringing him before the enemy, knew what the situation was.

"Puff——"

Another mouthful of blood, Xiao Qianxiu's aura weakened further, his eyes beginning to lose focus.

"Deliver the final blow to him, poor Daoist has fulfilled the promise to you." Qing Yu looked at the numb swordman, speaking.

Xiao Qiye looked at Xiao Qianxiu's face, which had turned ashen in death, his numb eyes filled with countless emotions, unable to express them, ultimately only a sigh.

His master was obsessed with the continuation of the family line and the propagation of the bloodline as if possessed. Initially, everyone thought Xiao Qianxiu had adopted him as a son, intending for him to inherit his legacy. But in reality, Xiao Qianxiu valued the honor of the Xiao Family immensely; even if there was to be an outsider inheriting the legacy, no one could know, lest they think the Xiao Family was extinct.

Therefore, Xiao Qianxiu married many concubines, seemingly still hopeful for personal cultivation, in reality borrowing from Xiao Qiye, deceiving himself, hoping for Xiao Qiye's son to inherit the Xiao Family.

No matter the truth, outsiders couldn't know the Xiao Family's extinction. This was Xiao Qianxiu's twisted and perverted idea.

But no one expected that as a concubine became pregnant with Xiao Qiye's child, Xiao Qianxiu finally hit the jackpot; he had an heir.

Thus, all concubines related to Xiao Qiye suffered elimination, even the one pregnant with Xiao Qiye's child was no exception.

This planted the seeds of discord between the two, culminating in today's revenge.

Xiao Qiye betrayed his master from the moment Qing Yu sought him out. The sword mark was fake; relying purely on Heavenly Escape Sword Technique could not allow Pure Yang Sword to exert Sword Qi comparable to the Divine Communication Realm. This was something Xiao Qiye intentionally arranged for Qing Yu.

Elder Jia, the doctor responsible for examining the sword mark, was also Qing Yu's man, so even though the sword wound seemed odd, Elder Jia still said those words, sparking Xiao Qianxiu's greed.

From start to finish, Xiao Qianxiu was enmeshed in Qing Yu's woven lies, stepping into the trap bit by bit. Although the final decision for an Absolute Kill was a bit unexpected to Qing Yu, it did not affect Xiao Qianxiu's defeat.

"Putsch——"

Xiao Qiye's right hand plunged into Xiao Qianxiu's chest, the already devastated Divinity Realm body providing no defense whatsoever. The hand firmly grasped the heart, watching the eyes widen in pain, Xiao Qiye squeezed hard.

With a muffled sound, Xiao Qianxiu lost his last breath of vitality, his wide-open eyes still reflecting the image of his chief disciple, but they had lost the spiritual dynamism of life.

"Xiao Qiye, henceforth, only the real person will be the guiding star!"

With the great vengeance avenged, Xiao Qiye knelt on the ground, offering his loyalty to Qing Yu, accepting the Demon Seed forced into his forehead.

Within the Demon Seed, a stream of information transmitted, with sinister and bizarre sword paths, and demonic rampant sword techniques filling Xiao Qiye's mind.

"You have endured hatred for many years, long ago forging a Demon Heart, this Demon Sword was derived by poor Daoist from a demonic blade, it fits your disposition well. When the time is ripe, poor Daoist will plant the Demon Blood within you, then your strength will soar, and it might even be possible to glimpse into the Divine Communication Realm." Qing Yu said.

"Thank you, Real Person!" Xiao Qiye lowered his head.

"No, don't call me Real Person, for the time being..."

Qing Yu's form suddenly changed, from appearance to attire, becoming identical to the deceased Xiao Qianxiu, even mimicking his expressions perfectly, showing no flaws at all.

"...You should call me Master!" The other "Xiao Qianxiu" thus spoke.

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