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580: Chapter 580 Did I let you leave?

Within the courtyard, the various forces were now feeling uneasy.

From the moment the Heavenly Immortal self-detonated and died, they had been sitting on pins and needles.

On one hand, they were relieved they hadn't acted rashly, while on the other, they were terrified by the strength of these people.

The people from all the forces could no longer bother with packing their belongings; like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, they rushed out of the courtyard like mad, using every means at their disposal to sprint toward the outskirts of Sunset City.

They knew all too well that these people dared to and could kill a Heavenly Immortal; dealing with them would be as easy as flipping a hand. If they didn't flee now, they would surely die!

For a time, chaos erupted in the corners of Sunset City, with cries, the whistling of escaping lights piercing the air, and the sound of breaking objects intertwining.

It formed a sharp contrast with their previous calm when they had intended to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, waiting to profit as the third party.

But at that moment, Xiao Ruobai's gaze, like a blade dipped in ice, slowly swept over all the fleeing forces below.

That bone-chilling pressure descended like something tangible, instantly causing many people's escaping lights to falter.

"Not good! He's looking at us!"

It was unknown who shrieked first, their voice filled with despair, completely shattering the last of everyone's wishful thinking.

The forces that were already fleeing frantically now exerted their full strength, not hesitating to burn their own immortal essence.

They pushed their fastest escaping lights, wanting only to flee this den of trouble as quickly as possible and escape Xiao Ruobai's sight.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaopang grinned and rubbed his hands together, a faint ripple of Physical Body immortal power already surging around him:

"Heh, these guys are quite clever, knowing to run. I just wonder, can they actually get away?"

Xiao Ruobai's expression remained unchanged. The War God Dao Rhyme flowed slightly around him, and a War God Golden Light lingered about his body. He bowed to the Five Ancestors and Xuan Yangzi:

"Old Ancestors, Sect Master, please wait a moment. This Disciple will be right back."

The Great Ancestor looked at the chaotic scene of flight below, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and waved it dismissively, his voice domineering and echoing through the sky:

"Go and do it boldly!!"

Xiao Ruobai's group of five blurred into motion as five brilliant immortal lights tore through the sky.

On the boat, Shi Wanshan could no longer restrain himself. Like a small mountain, he leapt directly off the qing ming boat.

The immortal essence around him exploded with a bang, and he let out an extremely excited long howl:

"Wahoo—! Grandpa is here!!"

This roar made the entire sky tremble. The fleeing Cultivators looked back, and their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Immediately following him, several Peak Masters and Elders could no longer sit still.

"Madman Shi, leave a couple for me!"

"Don't swallow them all by yourself!"

"Quick, quick, quick! If we don't act now, not even the soup will be left!"

One figure after another scrambled to leap off the qing ming boat, their escaping lights intertwining like meteors, fearing that if they arrived a step late, all the opponents would be snatched up.

On the other side, Xiao Ruobai and the others circulated their Cant Catch Me Cultivation Technique, their speed reaching the extreme.

Carrying an indomitable determination and killing intent, they landed directly in front of the nearest fleeing group, the people from Myriad Beast Mountain, forcefully blocking their retreat.

"Boom—!"

Xiao Ruobai's immortal light exploded, and a majestic pressure swept in all directions, directly shattering the immortal power shield hastily condensed by Shou Ming, the leader of Myriad Beast Mountain.

The violent impact sent him flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he crashed heavily to the ground. His immortal essence instantly became chaotic, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Spare us! We promise we will never set foot in Sunset City again!"

Shou Ming gritted his teeth, struggling to look up. His face was full of pleading as he shouted desperately, trying to gain a slim chance of survival.

"We are willing to submit and offer all our treasures, just please, lords, spare my life!"

"Too late."

Xiao Ruobai's voice was indifferent and cold, like a death sentence from a god of death; every word seemed to come from the abyss.

As he finished speaking, the War God Golden Light around him surged. A condensed golden fist shadow, carrying the power to suppress heaven and earth, smashed directly toward Shou Ming, the leader of Myriad Beast Mountain.

Shou Ming's pupils shrank; there was no escape. He could only use his last bit of immortal essence to condense a shield.

But under Xiao Ruobai's fist shadow, that shield was like paper, shattering instantly.

With a muffled "thud," the fist shadow hit Shou Ming square in the chest.

Ling Xi, Fang Hanyu, Wang Xiaopang, and Mo Yu also acted simultaneously, showing no mercy.

In just a few breaths, the three True Immortals and over ten Void Immortals and Saint Realm Cultivators of Myriad Beast Mountain...

were all slain by Xiao Ruobai's group of five, with not a single survivor.

The ground was covered in blood and shards of Immortal Artifacts, showcasing the power of the slaughter, and the scent of blood filled the air.

At the same time, several majestic auras sped over from the direction of the qing ming boat.

Ye Guying led several Sword Cultivator Elders, their figures like lightning, intercepting the group from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

Sword Qi surged around Ye Guying, his robes fluttering despite the lack of wind, his sharpness fully revealed. His eyes were cold, and his voice was as indifferent as frost:

"Since you've come, don't even think about leaving."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved. A silver-white Sword Qi, like a startling swan crossing the sky, slashed directly at the people from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

The leading True Immortal Elder of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's expression changed drastically. He hastily drew his sword, the blade glowing with layers of spiritual light as he slashed back at the Sword Qi.

"Boom—!"

The two sword lights collided violently. In an instant, Sword Qi surged in all directions like a tide.

The Void Realm trembled slightly, and the bluestone of the street was carved with dozens of deep gashes.

The Heavenly Sword Pavilion Elder gripped his sword tightly, the web of his hand already split open, blood dripping down the hilt.

Ye Guying, however, didn't even frown.

He raised his hand again and struck with a second sword.

This strike was faster, colder, and sharper than the first.

The Heavenly Sword Pavilion Elder struggled to parry, his Sword Qi crisscrossing into a net in front of him, yet he was still pierced through the shoulder by Ye Guying's sword, the tip emerging from his back!

"Ugh, ah—!"

He groaned, his longsword falling from his hand as he stumbled backward.

Ye Guying withdrew his sword, his gaze calmly sweeping over him and then over the flickering sword lights in the hands of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion members.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice not loud but every word clear:

"The Sword Intent of the Immortal Realm is nothing more than this."

Before his voice had even faded, his sword light flashed again. The Heavenly Sword Pavilion Elder's head flew off, and his Divine Soul was shredded into countless points of light by the Sword Qi, scattering into the Void Realm.

The remaining Heavenly Sword Pavilion Cultivators were Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering with fear, losing all will to resist and wanting only to turn and flee.

But they were intercepted one by one by the Elders of the Azure Profound Sect. Sword lights flashed, and heads rolled.

Everyone at the Heavenly Sword Pavilion's outpost was thus wiped out, with no survivors.

On the other side, Shi Wanshan led several True Immortal Elders of the Azure Profound Sect.

With a flash of their figures, they appeared in front of the Xuanyin Cult's group, blocking their path.

Shi Wanshan's immortal power erupted, locking onto the people of the Xuanyin Cult. Having been pent up for so long, he could no longer restrain himself and roared fiercely:

"Did I let you leave?!"

Before his voice had even faded, Shi Wanshan's massive fist, carrying violent immortal power, smashed directly toward the True Immortal Realm leader of the Xuanyin Cult.

The Xuanyin Cult's True Immortal leader turned pale with fright, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He hastily circulated his immortal essence to condense a shield while also manifesting a black curved blade to try and parry.

But Shi Wanshan's strength far exceeded his. Under the force of the punch, the shield shattered instantly, and the black curved blade was knocked away.

The fist smashed heavily into his chest, breaking several of his ribs. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

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