62: Chapter 62 Killing Pan Ping, the Foundation Establishment Elder's Surprise and Doubt

Qi Yang did not waste a single word of nonsense, nor did he make any redundant movements.

He deeply knew the terror of Realm gaps in the Cultivation World. Even though Deacon Pan Ping was currently suffering from Qi Deviation, a dying counterattack from the Qi Condensation 11th Layer could definitely drag him down together.

Therefore, his strike was a fatal blow!

The Poison Wood Spiritual Power within Qi Yang's body erupted without reservation.

He held his fingers together like a blade, and the dark green Poison Wood Spiritual Power condensed at his fingertips into a pitch-black scythe of the reaper three feet long, carrying a piercing whistling sound through the air as it directly swept across Deacon Pan Ping's neck!

Puff!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh resounded inside the Immortal Cave.

Deacon Pan Ping's fair and slightly plump head, carrying a face full of terror and despair, soared straight up into the sky!

Scalding blood spewed out from the headless torso like a fountain, splashing all over the luxurious stone walls around.

Gurgle, gurgle...

The head rolled a dozen times on the ground, only stopping when it crashed into the corner of the stone chamber.

That pair of eyes stared stubbornly, refusing to close in death.

The dignified Inner Sect Materials Hall deacon, a master of the Qi Condensation 11th Layer, died so aggrievedly at the hands of an old waste that he utterly looked down upon, without even seeing clearly who his opponent was.

Qi Yang coldly looked at the headless corpse on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

The Cultivation World was simply this cruel; it was either you die or I perish.

Since you, Deacon Pan Ping, raised the intent to kill, you must be prepared to be counter-killed!

"So what if you are at the Qi Condensation 11th Layer? As long as you are unprepared, as long as your defense is broken, a single slash will still result in death."

Qi Yang let out a cold humph.

He did not delay a single bit of time, walking forward nimbly to tear off the Storage Pouch at Deacon Pan Ping's waist, and forcibly stripping off the Storage Ring on his thumb.

This bastard had been smuggling for so many years, so his net worth was definitely frighteningly opulent. Qi Yang naturally accepted all these spoils of war completely.

After finishing the looting, Qi Yang immediately began to arrange the scene.

Deacon Pan Ping died inside his own Immortal Cave; this matter could definitely not be suppressed, and the Inner Sect Foundation Establishment Elders would soon be alerted.

Qi Yang had to forge the scene seamlessly, and must never let people associate it with the Nether Grass Field.

He took out several berserk fire-type Yao Beast inner cores from his Storage Pouch, as well as several bottles of rank-two extreme poison powder with a pungent, foul stench.

Qi Yang evenly sprinkled these items around Deacon Pan Ping's corpse, and then used Poison Wood Spiritual Power to forcibly stimulate the residual fire-type Qi within Deacon Pan Ping's body.

Chi chi chi...

Under the stimulation of the fire-type Qi and poisonous powder, Deacon Pan Ping's headless corpse began to burn violently, emitting a nauseating burnt stench.

The surrounding stone walls were also blasted into pockmarks by this berserk spiritual energy.

The logic of the scene forged by Qi Yang was extremely rigorous.

Because his smuggling chain broke, Deacon Pan Ping was anxious to make a Breakthrough to the Qi Condensation 12th Layer, and thus took a desperate risk to secretly Cultivate a certain evil fire-poison Cultivation Technique inside the Immortal Cave.

As a result, because his three-line Spiritual Root Aptitude was insufficient, it led to an imbalance of spiritual power, with extreme cold and extreme heat conflicting, ultimately resulting in Qi Deviation where his spiritual power went berserk and blasted apart his own heart meridian and head.

Such matters of evil Cultivation Technique backlash were commonplace in the Cultivation World.

Wasn't the previous Spirit Plant House manager, Huo De, killed on the spot due to Qi Deviation after being treated as secretly planting blood-vein vines?

With Huo De as a cautionary precedent, the illusion of Deacon Pan Ping suffering from Qi Deviation appeared even more reasonable and logical.

"Perfect."

Qi Yang carefully swept his perception across the entire Immortal Cave, confirming that no traces of his own Qi and spiritual power fluctuations were left behind, before nodding with satisfaction.

With a flip of his wrist, he took out a few drops of corpse-dissolving water and precisely dripped them onto Deacon Pan Ping's head that had rolled into the corner.

Siss, siss, siss...

Under the corrosion of the corpse-dissolving water, the head rapidly turned into a puddle of bloody water emitting white smoke, leaving not even a scrap of bone behind.

In this way, even if the people from the Law Enforcement Hall wanted to use soul-calling techniques or soul-searching secret arts to investigate the cause of death, they would fundamentally find no carrier.

After finishing all this, Qi Yang did not linger for a moment. His figure flashed, and he jumped directly into the subterranean cave he had just burst out of.

As earth-type spiritual power circulated, the surrounding mud and rocks rapidly closed together, filling the subterranean cave tightly as if it had never appeared at all.

Qi Yang madly fled through the rock strata dozens of zhang deep underground, swiftly retreating in the direction of the Nether Grass Field.

Less than half an incense stick of time after Qi Yang left Deacon Pan Ping's Immortal Cave...

Boom!

A terrifying crimson sword light tore through the dead silence of the inner Sect's night sky, carrying a suffocating coercion as it crashed down before the ruins of Deacon Pan Ping's Immortal Cave.

The sword light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a purple robe and a majestic expression.

This person was precisely the Peak Master of Jianzhi Peak, the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Elder, Peak Master Wu Lie!

Peak Master Wu Lie was meditating on Jianzhi Peak tonight when he suddenly sensed a berserk and chaotic Spiritual Qi fluctuation coming from the direction of the Materials Hall.

This kind of fluctuation was not a normal spell battle, but rather more like the self-detonation caused by the backlash of a certain Cultivation Technique.

As one of the Elders responsible for the inner Sect's security, he immediately flew over on his sword.

Looking at the stone door before him that had been blown to pieces, as well as the pungent black smoke continuously billowing out from the Immortal Cave, Peak Master Wu Lie's brows tightly knitted together.

He released his powerful Foundation Establishment Stage spiritual sense, enveloping a range of a hundred zhang in radius, and all the details inside the Immortal Cave clearly reflected in his mind.

"Scattered debris everywhere... splattered blood... plus this berserk fire-poison Qi and ultimate yin-cold force..."

Peak Master Wu Lie strode into the Immortal Cave, looking at the headless corpse on the ground that had been burned beyond recognition, his expression so gloomy that water was almost about to drip from it.

"Deacon Pan Ping? This idiot actually suffered from Qi Deviation inside his own Immortal Cave?"

Peak Master Wu Lie recognized the identity of the corpse at a glance.

He carefully investigated the Spiritual Qi remnants around him, a trace of disdain and disgust flashing through his eyes.

"Humph! Merely an earth, fire, and wood three-line Spiritual Root, yet he actually dared to attempt touching those extreme ice-fire poison techniques? Simply courting death!"

Peak Master Wu Lie let out a cold humph, directly determining the nature of Deacon Pan Ping's death.

In Peak Master Wu Lie's view, the chaotic Spiritual Qi trajectory within Deacon Pan Ping's body, as well as the monster core powder remaining at the scene, were all proclaiming that this was a backlash from an evil Cultivation Technique caused by eager quick success.

A three-line Spiritual Root was inherently prone to impure spiritual power. Forcibly fusing completely opposite forces made Qi Deviation a nailed-down certainty.

However, just as Peak Master Wu Lie was about to retract his spiritual sense and send a message for the Law Enforcement Hall to collect the corpse, his expression suddenly shifted slightly.

His acute spiritual sense captured a trace of obscure, almost imperceptible strange Spiritual Qi within the crevices of a rubble stone at the deepest part of the ruins.

This trace of Spiritual Qi presented a deep dark green color. Although it was weak to the extreme, it exuded a heart-palpitating overbearingness and corrosiveness.

It was completely different from Deacon Pan Ping's mixed three-line spiritual power, and different from the fire poison remaining at the scene; rather, it was a Poison Wood Spiritual Power that was pure to the extreme!

"Hmm? What kind of aura is this?"

Peak Master Wu Lie's brows locked tightly. He strode over to that piece of rubble, squatted down, and carefully sensed it.

But this trace of Spiritual Qi was truly too weak, and it was dissipating at an extremely fast speed, obviously having been deliberately erased of traces by someone.

Peak Master Wu Lie pondered for a moment, and ultimately shook his head.

"Perhaps it is the residue of some rare poisonous herb used by Deacon Pan Ping to assist his Cultivation."

Peak Master Wu Lie did not investigate deeply.

After all, Deacon Pan Ping was a master of the Qi Condensation 11th Layer.

Within the Xuantian Sect Inner Sect, to be able to kill a Qi Condensation 11th Layer deacon without anyone knowing, one had to be at least a top Prodigy of half-step Foundation Establishment, or a Foundation Establishment Stage Elder like him.

Who would be full and have nothing to do, risking being hunted down by the Sect, to run over and assassinate a logistics-managing Materials Hall deacon?

This fundamentally did not conform to common sense.

Furthermore, even if Peak Master Wu Lie racked his brains, he would definitely never imagine that the reaper who truly severed Deacon Pan Ping's head was at this moment hiding underground in the Nether Grass Field dozens of li away, playing the role of a Qi Condensation Third Layer old waste who would collapse at the first gust of wind!

The fixed mindset of the Cultivation World was often the best cover.

In everyone's eyes, a Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots was trash, and a one-hundred-year-old Qi Condensation Third Layer was an ant.

How could an ant possibly kill an elephant?

Peak Master Wu Lie stood up, took out a communication Jade Slip, and coldly commanded: "Law Enforcement Hall personnel, Materials Hall Deacon Pan Ping died suddenly after suffering from Qi Deviation while Cultivating an evil technique. Dispose of the corpse and seal all his assets!"

The ruins of Deacon Pan Ping's Immortal Cave were quickly taken over by the Disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.

This incident caused quite a stir in the Inner Sect, but the final conclusion was identical to Peak Master Wu Lie's judgment.

Embezzling Sect materials, privately practicing an evil technique, suffering a backlash and self-detonating.

In a large Sect like the Xuantian Sect, people died every day for various reasons.

A deacon suspected of smuggling had died, and aside from becoming dinner-table conversation fodder for the Disciples, it fundamentally could not stir up any major waves.

At this moment, the true instigator, Qi Yang, had already safely returned to the secret chamber fifteen zhang underground in the Nether Grass Field.