581: Chapter 581 Shi Wanshan's Fury

The True Immortal Elders of the Azure Profound Sect also took action one after another, as streaks of immortal light swept out. The Cultivators of the Xuanyin Cult were simply no match, and screams of agony rang out continuously.

They were either slain by immortal arts or had their Physical Bodies shattered. In just over a dozen breaths, the entire group of Xuanyin Cult Cultivators was completely wiped out; not a single person escaped.

Shi Wanshan retracted his fist and looked at the lifeless corpse of the leader on the ground, curling his lips as if he hadn't had enough.

"Tsk, why are they so weak? Your grandpa here has only just finished warming up!"

He turned his head to look around and found that there were no more Xuanyin Cult Cultivators standing. Greatly disappointed, he muttered, "The Immortal Realm, is that it?"

As he was grumbling, his peripheral vision caught sight of several dying Earth Immortal Elders of the Chiyang Sect near the City Lord's Mansion.

Shi Wanshan's eyes lit up, and he strode over with great steps.

"Hey, there are still a few here who haven't breathed their last?"

Those Earth Immortal Elders were covered in blood, their immortal essence exhausted, as they lay paralyzed on the ground, gasping for their final breaths.

One of them managed to open his eyes, and seeing Shi Wanshan's mountain-like figure approaching, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something.

Shi Wanshan didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

With a "whoosh," he pulled out a massive spiked club from his storage ring.

The body of the club was pitch black as ink, and every single spike glinted with a cold, piercing light. Its weight alone was enough to crush an ordinary Void Immortal.

The pupils of those Earth Immortal Elders shrank sharply, and gurgling sounds came from their throats, their faces filled with despair.

"Wait, wait—"

Boom!

The first strike fell, and half of an Earth Immortal Elder's head was instantly gone, blood mixed with brains splattering everywhere.

Clang!

The second strike fell, and another person's chest collapsed, ribs completely shattered, as their body flew out like a ragdoll.

Clang, clang, clang!

Three consecutive strikes smashed down, making the earth shake and the mountains tremble as stone fragments flew everywhere.

When the dust settled, the several Earth Immortal Elders had completely stopped breathing. Their corpses lay in various positions, mangled beyond recognition.

Shi Wanshan retracted his spiked club, wiped the blood on the lapel of a corpse, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Now they've breathed their last."

He squatted down, and his large hands began to nimbly search the corpses.

Storage rings, taken off.

Under-armor, stripped off.

Magic Treasures at the waist, unfastened.

The entire series of actions was smooth as flowing water, practiced to a hair-raising degree.

A moment later, Shi Wanshan stood up, and looking at the few mediocre storage rings in his hand, his face visibly dropped.

He swept his Divine Sense inside and immediately cursed out loud:

"Is that it? A Sect Master and three Earth Immortal Elders, and this is all they have?!"

He shook the storage rings. Inside were a few thousand sparse Low Grade Immortal Stones and a few barely acceptable Immortal Artifacts; there wasn't even a decent immortal herb."

"Wasn't the Chiyang Sect one of the four major powers? Are the powers in the Immortal Realm this poor??"

Shi Wanshan stuffed the storage rings into his bosom and casually burned the bodies with a handful of fire.

With a face full of disdain, he walked back grumbling:

"Poor! Too poor! A total waste of excitement!"

Wang Xiaopang happened to pass by. He poked his head over to look at the storage rings in Shi Wanshan's bosom, hesitated to speak, and finally silently looked away.

This feeling—he understood it!

In the distance, those scattered forces that were fleeing witnessed the tragic sight of Myriad Beast Mountain, the Xuanyin Cult, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion being wiped out one after another.

In particular, Shi Wanshan's rampage scared them so much that their souls nearly left their bodies, and they couldn't stop trembling.

They pushed their escape lights to the limit, even at the cost of burning their Lifespan, fleeing Sunset City like madmen.

They didn't even have the courage to look back, only wanting to get as far away as possible from this place that filled them with despair.

Xiao Ruobai stood amidst the bloodstained ground, his gaze calmly sweeping over those fleeing figures.

The War God Golden Light around him slowly retracted, and he did not pursue them further.

The destruction of the outposts of the three major powers—Myriad Beast Mountain, the Xuanyin Cult, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion—was enough to deter all sides.

The remaining scattered forces were nothing more than startled birds, unable to stir up any significant trouble.

Ling Xi, Fang Hanyu, and the others also ceased their attacks and flew to Xiao Ruobai's side, looking down at Sunset City, which had completely returned to a state of calm.

Those lucky enough to escape with their lives sped away, fleeing a hundred miles away from Sunset City.

Only then did they dare to barely steady themselves, and they all turned back, looking deeply in the direction of Sunset City.

At this moment, although Sunset City was a hundred miles away, it was as if they could still feel that bone-chilling aura of slaughter. Their eyes were filled with lingering fear.

Their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Someone clutched their chest and murmured in a low voice, their tone filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and a fear that reached their very marrow: "

Too terrifying. Those five young people were like gods of slaughter, and those who came later had heaven-toppling combat power. It's too terrifying!"

The words drifted away in the wind...

At this point, all opposing forces within Sunset City had been completely purged, and the Azure Profound Sect had taken full control of the city.

On the qing ming boat, the Five Ancestors and Xuan Yangzi watched quietly, their faces entirely indifferent.

To them, dealing with these clowns was merely a simple task.

Seeing Xiao Ruobai and the others act with such efficiency and decisiveness in killing, a hint of approval flashed in Xuan Yangzi's eyes:

"These little rascals are increasingly showing the style of our Azure Profound Sect."

Xiao Ruobai and the other four stepped on immortal light and slowly returned to the qing ming boat. Though their bodies were stained with a bit of blood, their breathing remained steady.

There was no trace of fatigue in their expressions; instead, they had gained a bit more sharpness after the slaughter.

The Third Old Ancestor took the lead, striding forward and boisterously slapping Xiao Ruobai's shoulder.

The force was so great that Xiao Ruobai paused slightly, and the ancestor's voice was so loud it echoed throughout the entire vessel:

"Good lad! Nicely done! As expected of a Disciple of my Azure Profound Sect, these thunderous methods are quite satisfying!"

Before his voice had even faded, a burly figure leaped onto the qing ming boat while grumbling.

It was precisely Shi Wanshan.

He looked unlucky, muttering in a low voice as he walked, his lips moving as he recited something.

Xuan Yangzi glanced at him: "Old Stone, what are you muttering about?"

Shi Wanshan ignored him and walked straight past everyone, still grumbling relentlessly.

Several Elders nearby pricked up their ears to listen carefully, only faintly hearing the word 'poor'.

Xiao Ruobai smiled and shook his head, his gaze sweeping over Xuan Yangzi and the several Old Ancestors as he slightly cupped his hands:

"Old Ancestors, Sect Master, why have you come?"

The Great Ancestor laughed heartily and patted Xiao Ruobai's shoulder. The force was also not small, but it was much more restrained than the Third Old Ancestor's:

"Wasn't it because the Sect Master couldn't stop worrying about you? These old bones of ours haven't moved in a long time either, so we just happened to come out and stretch a bit."

Xiao Ruobai felt a warmth in his heart.

He knew, of course, that the personal arrival of the Five Ancestors was definitely not just to stretch their bones.

The Sect's emphasis on them far exceeded his imagination.

Wang Xiaopang ran to the side of the qing ming boat, his hands touching the cold hull, his eyes shining brightly as he muttered to himself:

"Good stuff! Truly good stuff! This immortal boat is just too grand!"

"Let's go, back to the City Lord's Mansion."

Xuan Yangzi waved his hand, and the qing ming boat slowly descended, coming to a steady halt above the former City Lord's Mansion of Sunset City.

The cabin door opened, and everyone stepped out. Beneath their feet was Sunset City, which had been completely awed by the prestige of the Azure Profound Sect.