126: Chapter 126 Soul Weapon Technique, First Stage Perfection

"I am curious, Fairy Junyao. If I were to leave, what does the little gentleman plan to do next?" Tang Junyao asked with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Hun Tiandi's expression remained unchanged. He calmly spat out a single word: "Kill."

As the words fell, the entire ruined mountain peak fell into a deathly silence, not a sound to be heard. The Starfall Pavilion disciples, who had been so arrogant before, heard Hun Tiandi's words.

The blood drained from their faces, leaving them pale as paper. Some of the weaker ones even collapsed onto the ground, unable to stand.

However, there were also those who felt no fear at all, their faces filled with hatred and their eyes burning red.

Like wounded demonic beasts, the killing intent and fury deep within their eyes were almost tangible, as if they would devour anyone.

Among them, Xiao Tian was the most prominent, staring coldly at Hun Tiandi.

Before meeting Hun Tiandi, Xiao Tian had believed that with the name of the Xiao Family, he could walk unimpeded across the Fighting Qi Continent; who would dare offend him?

Yet today, this youth in green robes had shown not a hint of fear or cowardice upon hearing the name of the Xiao Family.

Instead, he had produced nine powerful Red-Gold Puppets to trap him.

His crimson eyes contained endless killing intent, hungry for flesh and blood, his hatred unquenchable.

Tang Junyao, hearing this, seemed to have expected Hun Tiandi to act this way. Her expression remained calm as she said: "Little gentleman, how about we make a deal?"

Hun Tiandi raised an eyebrow. The two were in such close proximity that he looked at her peerless, breathtaking beauty.

He vaguely caught the faint fragrance emanating from her delicate body and sighed in admiration inwardly.

Indifferently, he said: "Other than this sword in my hand, I have nothing of value."

"I am not interested in the trade itself. I am afraid I must disappoint Fairy Junyao. If you wish to trade, please find someone else."

"Oh?" The Soul Crimson Sword in his sea of consciousness vibrated with a hum. He instantly came to his senses, his eyes clearing as a hint of surprise appeared.

"I offer the secret technique of the Burning Flame Valley, the Heavenly Flame Three Mysterious Transformations, which can boost one's strength in a short time after activation, in exchange for Xiao Tian's life. How about it?"

Tang Junyao nodded slightly, remaining composed. She was quite confident that Hun Tiandi would agree to exchange a person for a secret technique.

"And if I do not agree?"

Hun Tiandi looked deeply at Tang Junyao and said coldly, straight to the point.

"I believe that it is better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Right now, Xiao Tian poses no threat to you. Offending both the Xiao Family and Burning Flame Valley at the same time is certainly not a wise move." Tang Junyao's words carried a subtle hint of a threat.

She held no hope that Hun Tiandi would be willing to spare them.

Everyone understood the principle of cutting weeds and pulling out the roots; how could Hun Tiandi not understand? If it were them, they would do the same.

At this moment, in their eyes, Hun Tiandi was an Asura, a god of slaughter.

Could one expect a murderous devil to stop killing, put down the butcher's knife, and find salvation?

Instead of hoping Hun Tiandi would let them go, it would be more realistic to hope that Ling Yuan would suddenly come back to life,

his Fighting Qi surging, and punch Hun Tiandi to death.

"Don't you dare! If you kill me today, the Xiao Family will not let you go. There will be no place for you to hide on the entire Fighting Qi Continent."

Hearing Hun Tiandi's words, Xiao Tian's face turned livid, and he roared in anger, his voice filled with endless killing intent.

"Seeking death!"

A flash of sword light appeared in his eyes. He swung the long sword in his hand, and a streak of sword Qi slashed through the air, tearing it apart with a roar. It was fast to the extreme, in the blink of an eye.

With this sword strike, Hun Tiandi was truly enraged. This second-generation heir truly thought of himself as the protagonist and the Fighting Qi Continent as his own backyard.

Did he think that just because he had people from Burning Flame Valley protecting him, I wouldn't dare to strike?

Enraged, he unleashed the blow, intending to execute him with a single strike.

Unexpectedly, with Tang Junyao present, Hun Tiandi dared to attack. Tang Junyao utilized her movement technique, the Heaven-Stellar Stone-Shattering Steps, shifting through the air.

With a wave of her hand, a silver flame erupted from her delicate body. As it surged, nine silver fire dragons wove through the air, accompanied by waves of dragon roars.

Her hands moved as fast as lightning, surging with fiery red energy to form a palm print covered in Fighting Qi. It was the Burning Flame Valley's Taiyi Fire Luo Palm, which blocked this fatal sword strike.

"You..." Xiao Tian exclaimed in shock.

"Shut up..." Tang Junyao chided angrily. This idiot still dared to provoke this god of slaughter.

Everyone looked on with fear, gasping for air. This Hun Tiandi was truly this overbearing and ruthless.

He killed as he pleased, without any scruples. One moment he was discussing a deal, and the next, he was flying into a rage and striking ruthlessly.

Such a person made one's heart cold with terror; one could only be friends with him, never enemies.

Hun Tiandi's brows furrowed slightly. Seeing Tang Junyao block that fatal strike, he felt a secret sense of regret.

"Little gentleman, what is the meaning of this? You want to kill at the slightest disagreement. To act so recklessly—do you mean that if the whole world becomes your enemy, you will slaughter them all?"

Tang Junyao's pretty face was cold as frost as she looked at him, asking angrily.

"Whether I kill or not is not up to me. If someone insists on being my enemy, I do not mind killing them..."

"If one person is like that, then a thousand, or ten thousand, shall be the same."

"If the world becomes my enemy, then I shall slaughter all living beings and dye the firmament with blood."

As the words fell, silence reigned upon the mountain peak. A bone-chilling coldness welled up from the depths of everyone's hearts, permeating their entire bodies.

From his cold tone, it was not hard to tell that Hun Tiandi was by no means joking.

Thinking back to the moment Ling Yuan died and his soul vanished,

when Hun Tiandi spoke those words, everyone present was terrified: "If you are my enemy, you deserve to die."

"You..."

Tang Junyao's fingers trembled as she pointed at Hun Tiandi, turbulent waves rising in her beautiful eyes. She had never seen such a terrifying person.

Originally, she was only dissatisfied with Hun Tiandi's lack of restraint and his arbitrary ways.

However, she had not expected the other party to be so overbearing that she didn't even know what to say.

"If one person is like that, then a thousand, or ten thousand, shall be the same."

"If the world becomes my enemy, then I shall slaughter all living beings and dye the firmament with blood."

To be able to say such things—if he were not a peerless Fighting Saint, he must be an earth-shattering Blood Demon.

"Ah... Boom..."

Suddenly, a shrill scream erupted from behind Tang Junyao. She turned her head abruptly to see Xiao Tian being punched into oblivion by the Red-Gold Puppet.

Without a corpse left, he turned into a mist of blood that permeated the air. The thick, bloody stench caused the guards present to collapse to the ground.

Master Shui Xing, who was nearby, was too late to stop it—though, could he even have stopped it?

In the blink of an eye, under the attack of the Red-Gold Puppet, all the guards following Xiao Tian were killed and blasted apart.

Tang Junyao and Master Shui Xing could only watch this tragic scene unfold.

Immediately, Hun Tiandi waved his large sleeve, putting away the nine Red-Gold Puppets and placing the abi sword in his hand into his storage ring.

Gulp...

Unconcerned, he flipped his hand to hold a jade bottle, took a gulp of spirit wine, and looked around with satisfaction.

"Hmm..."

Hun Tiandi furrowed his brows slightly. The ten or so people from Starfall Pavilion were actually still alive, collapsed on the ground. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Since he had already killed these people today and had broken his vow of non-killing, he might as well cut the weeds and pull out the roots.

"Crimson Sword, Soul Slaying."

With a thought, the Soul Crimson Sword hovering in his sea of consciousness instantly transformed into dozens of Crimson Sword lights, invading the seas of consciousness and souls of the Starfall Pavilion disciples who were collapsed on the ground.

The invisible Crimson Sword shredded the souls of the disciples, extinguishing them all.

In a blink, the bodies of the ten or so figures trembled suddenly and then fell to the ground, their life force gradually dissipating.

The Crimson Sword, carrying the soul essence of the crowd, returned to the sea of consciousness, where the God Refining Art operated to refine it into purity, merging it into the Crimson Sword.

"This is... what kind of evil technique are you using?"

Tang Junyao looked at the group of people. Without a sound or a sign, the Starfall Pavilion disciples had fallen. A sense of extreme chill rose in her heart, permeating her entire body.