583: Chapter 583 Subjugation

Just as the Azure Profound Sect set out, far at the other end of the Chengyun Immortal Domain, the Xuan Yin Sect and Myriad Beast Mountain...

...had already received news of the Azure Profound Sect's expedition through their informants spread across the Immortal Domain.

Inside the main halls of the two great Sects, hearts were in turmoil and a dead silence reigned, so oppressive it made it hard to breathe.

All the Elders and Core Disciples were deathly pale; none dared to utter a single word.

Everyone knew that this mysterious force was showing its sharp edge, possessing heaven-toppling combat power.

Now that they were marching on the Chiyang Sect, the next storm of conquest would surely sweep over them soon.

Despair and fear completely enveloped the two great Sects like a rising tide.

Just as the Xuan Yin Sect Master paced anxiously and the Myriad Beast Mountain Elders looked at each other in dismay, two mysterious figures quietly descended...

Half a day later, the qing ming boat hovered above the Chiyang Sect's territory, the massive warship blotting out the sun.

Immortal majesty, as vast as the mountains and seas, pressed down, tightly enveloping the entire Sect territory that stretched for thousands of miles.

Looking from afar, the grand and magnificent silhouette of the Chiyang Sect gradually emerged.

The vermilion mountain gate was dozens of feet high, and the three gilded characters "Chiyang Sect" on the lintel exuded majesty.

The towering palaces fully displayed the majestic scale of one of the four great powers.

But unlike the orderly state of the past, the Chiyang Sect was currently in a state of chaos.

The mountain gate was noisy with voices, and many Disciples were fleeing in panic, seeking only to escape this place of trouble.

Between the palaces, scattered figures were still running wildly; the former majesty of a great Sect had long been replaced by panic and fear.

Shi Wanshan curled his lip and spat, pointing at the fleeing crowd below, his tone full of disdain:

"These shrinking turtles are actually running faster than rabbits!

They claim to be one of the four great powers of the Chengyun Immortal Domain, occupying such a grand territory with tens of thousands of Disciples under their command, yet they can't even put up a decent formation!"

Xuan Yangzi stood at the edge of the qing ming boat, his gaze sweeping over the panicking crowd and the chaotic Sect below. His Divine Sense quietly spread out, instantly enveloping the entire Chiyang Sect.

A moment later, he withdrew his Divine Sense, his tone carrying a hint of coldness.

"There aren't many experts below, only two or three True Immortals presiding, the rest are scattered Void Immortals and Saint Realm Cultivators."

Xuan Yangzi frowned slightly, paused, and continued:

"The other experts have presumably fled. Allowing these remnants to remain at large will surely lead to hidden troubles in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Divine Sense of Xiao Hei on Xiao Ruobai's shoulder suddenly surged, like an invisible and massive dragnet.

Instantly, centered on the Chiyang Sect, it covered the entire Chengyun Immortal Domain!

A moment later, a flash of cold disdain passed through Xiao Hei's eyes. His gaze didn't even flicker, and only a wisp of imperceptibly powerful aura seeped out from his body.

This wisp of aura seemed weak, but it carried the power to destroy heaven and earth. Like an invisible sharp blade, it pierced through hundreds of thousands of miles of space, heading straight for the depths of the Black Wind Forest!

In the Black Wind Forest, a hidden valley filled with miasma was exactly where the remaining experts of the Chiyang Sect were hiding.

Seven hidden figures were sitting cross-legged, healing their wounds. Their Qi was disordered, and their faces still bore the terror of their panicked escape.

One of them was at the Earth Immortal Early Stage, and six were True Immortals; they were the experts who had fled the Chiyang Sect in haste.

They were secretly congratulating themselves, unaware that death had already quietly arrived.

They didn't even have time to make any reaction, nor did they have the chance to look up and investigate.

They only felt a boom in their minds, and their Divine Soul was hit as if by a heavy hammer, instantly shattering inch by inch, without even a shred of room for struggle.

"No—!"

The silent scream in their Divine Souls came to an abrupt end. Seven powerful Physical Bodies lost the support of their Divine Souls and crashed to the ground.

Under the crushing pressure of Xiao Hei's wisp of aura, they instantly turned into fly ash, scattering with the wind, without leaving even a trace behind.

The pitch-black halo on Xiao Hei's forehead slowly faded, his Divine Sense withdrew like a tide, and his whole body returned to its usual lazy appearance.

He lazily curled his body and lay quietly on Xiao Ruobai's shoulder, as if he had just crushed seven ants, not worth mentioning.

Xuan Yangzi's Divine Sense flickered, instantly perceiving everything that happened tens of thousands of miles away. He glanced sideways at Xiao Hei on the shoulder.

Then he raised his hand with a wave: "Enter the Sect!!"

"Yes!" The Azure Profound Sect Disciples responded in unison.

With Xuan Yangzi's command, the qing ming boat slowly descended.

Seeing this, the Chiyang Sect Disciples at the mountain gate instantly erupted into chaos, their terrified shouts rising one after another:

"What is that?! It's that warship! They're here!"

"Run! Escape! If we don't run now, it'll be too late!"

"Help! Someone save me!"

Those Chiyang Sect Disciples still fleeing at the mountain gate were scared out of their wits by the sight, running even faster.

Some even had their legs go weak and collapsed directly to the ground, lacking even the strength to get up.

The Azure Profound Sect crowd, stepping with sharp immortal majesty, walked straight into the Chiyang Sect's mountain gate.

The clanging of armor and the sound of circulating immortal power intertwined into a heart-pounding movement of slaughter.

Everywhere they passed, those Chiyang Sect Disciples who hadn't had time to run and were huddled in the corners of the palaces were all trembling, not daring to take a single breath.

Some also plucked up their courage, clutching their weapons tightly, their voices trembling but with a hint of determined roaring:

"Fight them! Even if we die, we cannot lose the face of the Chiyang Sect!"

But such voices were few and far between. More people had long lost the courage to resist, only caring about shivering, lacking even the strength to look up.

Before the words even fell, a sword light broke through the air, fast as lightning. A Void Immortal Disciple of the Azure Profound Sect had cold eyes, his long sword piercing straight into the person's heart without the slightest hesitation.

With a squelch, the long sword pierced through the body. The arrogance in that resistor's eyes instantly froze, replaced by endless fear.

He crashed to the ground, blood staining the Chiyang Sect's stone path, a shocking sight.

Shi Wanshan followed behind Xuan Yangzi. Seeing this, he grinned, kicked the weeds nearby, and mocked loudly, his voice shaking the surrounding leaves:

"With just this bit of skill, you dare to resist?

Who else is unconvinced? Step forward if you dare, and I'll smash your dog head with a spiked club and settle you all at once!"

Killing the chicken to warn the monkeys had an immediate effect.

The remaining Chiyang Sect Disciples were scared out of their wits, no longer having the slightest courage to resist.

Someone quickly knelt down with a "thud" and kowtowed, their forehead hitting the stone slab heavily, their voice trembling as they begged for mercy:

"Lord, spare our lives! We know our mistake and are willing to submit! Please spare our lives, Lord!"

Others followed suit, each trembling, their heads buried extremely low, wishing they could drill into the ground, not even having the courage to look up at the Azure Profound Sect Disciples.

The former arrogance of the Chiyang Sect Disciples had completely vanished, leaving only deep-seated humility and fear.

Xuan Yangzi strolled through the Chiyang Sect courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling, submissive Disciples like an icy blade.

He looked at the thousands of Disciples before him, among whom were over a hundred Void Immortals, three True Immortals, and as many as three thousand Saint Realm Cultivators.

It would be a bit of a waste to kill such a large number of Cultivators.

In the future battles for the Immortal Domain, relying solely on the current Disciples of the Azure Profound Sect, the numbers would ultimately be too few.

If these people could be used for his own purposes, they would also be a significant fighting force.