152: Chapter 152 I wish to offer my heart to the bright moon, but alas, the bright moon shines on the gutter!

The two Thunder Gods, one fat and one skinny, were covered in blood.

Their clothes were worn to tatters.

They didn't look like Immortals at all.

Looking at the thousand-foot giant rock before them, their mental state completely collapsed!

The two flew into the air to take a look.

There were a full thousand Immortal Stones.

The Immortal Stones were arranged in the Qimen Dunjia formation.

The formation shifted and changed according to their movements.

The Sage of Mount Shu was sitting atop the central Immortal Stone.

He sat with his legs crossed.

While puffing on an old tobacco pipe,

he squinted his eyes and flipped through a Sacred Book in his hand.

He didn't even bother to look at them!

The Skinny Thunder God's mouth twitched slightly.

His nails dug into his palms,

and blood trickled down from his fingertips.

Clearly, his cultivation was at the First Level of the Immortal Realm.

The old man opposite him was merely at the Integration Realm Peak.

Logically speaking, as long as he landed a single hit on the old man, the other party would surely die!

But from the beginning until now, he hadn't even been able to touch the opponent.

He had been passively taking a beating the entire time.

Moreover, although the opponent's cultivation was low,

all of his techniques were genuine Immortal Arts, and high-grade ones at that!

How was this possible?

How could a lowly ant of an old man from the Lower Realm use so many high-grade Immortal Arts?

One must know that even the Thunder Immortal Sect's Sect Master, Daoist Thunder Immortal, only knew one mid-grade Immortal Art.

What on earth was the background of this old man? This was too bizarre!

"For the sake of your Thunder Immortal Sect's Sect Master, Daoist Thunder Immortal, I do not wish to kill you."

"You two little brats, get back to the Immortal Realm now! Go receive your punishment according to the rules of the Thunder Immortal Sect!"

The Sage of Mount Shu took a deep puff from his pipe.

He coughed twice, tapped his pipe against the Immortal Stone,

and slowly stood up!

The expressions of the fat and Skinny Thunder Gods changed repeatedly.

This old man before them was definitely someone from the Immortal Realm.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know that the Sect Master of the Thunder Immortal Sect was Daoist Thunder Immortal.

Why was this old man's cultivation only at the Integration Realm Peak?

Could it be that this old man was merely a Clone of some great deity?

No, that's not right. Even a Clone of a great deity should at least have a cultivation at the Peak Pseudo-Emperor Realm Great Perfection.

Then what exactly was this old man's background?

This series of questions directly dazed the fat and Skinny Thunder Gods.

However, one thing was certain: the old man before them was definitely an old fox!

They had directly intervened to kill someone Undergoing Tribulation in the Lower Realm.

Returning to the Sect to confess their crimes would certainly be a dead end.

To put it bluntly, this old man wanted them dead,

but he didn't want to offend the Thunder Immortal Sect.

He was using the hand of the Thunder Immortal Sect to legitimately and legally kill the two of them!

Either way, wasn't it just death?

The Skinny Thunder God gritted his teeth and hardened his heart.

A flash of decisiveness crossed his eyes.

"Old thing, you don't need to play tricks there."

"Aren't you just an Integration Realm Peak Cultivator?"

"Even if the two of us just stood here and let you hit us,"

"you still couldn't kill us."

"Your Immortal Arts are bizarre,"

"but once your Spiritual Qi is exhausted,"

"the two of us will surely skin you alive and pull out your tendons,"

"and then slaughter this entire Sect!"

The Sage of Mount Shu's expression changed again and again.

His Face became so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Motherf*cker, this book of the Saint is useless!"

"It can't even teach these two little runts from the Thunder Immortal Sect!"

The Sage of Mount Shu took the Sacred Book in his hand

and slammed it fiercely onto the ground!

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out!

The Sacred Book smashed a giant pit dozens of feet wide into the ground!

"In this Cultivation World, fists are still more practical!"

The aura of a schoolteacher on the Sage of Mount Shu vanished instantly.

In its place was naked Killing Intent!

The expressions of the skinny and fat Thunder Gods changed drastically.

They felt this overwhelming Killing Intent!

Even their legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Their teeth began to chatter.

It was a fear that came from the depths of their souls!

"god slaying blade, come out!"

The Void Realm above Mount Shu

was forcibly torn open.

A thousand-foot-long blood-red saber slowly flew out from the void!

The Sage of Mount Shu shouldered the thousand-foot god slaying blade.

After spinning it in the air a dozen times,

he hacked directly down toward the skinny and fat Thunder Gods!

The two Thunder Gods were scared witless.

A pale yellow liquid flowed directly down their pant legs.

Their bodies shook like chaff!

'This saber is actually an extreme dao emperor weapon!'

'In the entire Immortal Realm, there are fewer than ten of them.'

'Who on earth is this old man?'

'He clearly only has an Integration Realm Peak cultivation.'

'How could he possibly have an extreme dao emperor weapon?'

Their mental defenses completely collapsed!

Thud! With a sound,

the two of them fell directly to their knees.

"We were wrong!"

"We know we were wrong! We beg the High Immortal to spare us!"

Their bodies trembled violently.

They kowtowed frantically until their heads were covered in blood.

It was a sight that made one's scalp tingle.

However, the Sage of Mount Shu did not stop.

With one strike, he turned the two of them into a bloody mist.

They died right then and there, as dead as could be!

"Alright, old partner, you can go back now."

"Now that I have resolved to be virtuous,"

"I will not easily use weapons again!"

The thousand-foot god slaying blade was completely bewildered.

'No, big brother, didn't you summon me here?'

'What kind of outrageous words are you saying?'

'You just used me to kill people,'

'and now you've resolved to be virtuous?'

'Does anyone believe that?'

"Off you go!"

The Sage of Mount Shu jumped up with a roundhouse kick.

The Void Realm above Mount Shu was once again forcibly torn open.

The thousand-foot god slaying blade slowly flew into the spatial rift.

As it flew,

it frantically made various gestures toward the Sage of Mount Shu.

One didn't need to guess to know it was surely greeting the Sage of Mount Shu's relatives.

The Sage of Mount Shu bent down to pick up the Sacred Book.

He patted off the dust.

He licked his finger with saliva,

flipped forward two pages, and squinted his eyes to look closer.

"The Saint says: Heaven has the virtue of loving life, the Earth has the thickness of carrying all things, and a gentleman has the beauty of helping others fulfill their goals."

"What a sin, what a sin. It's all the fault of that ferocious blood saber; it was too fierce."

"With one strike, it actually killed those two little Immortals!"

"Sigh..."

"I gave my heart to the bright moon, but it shines only on the ditch!"

"If you two had listened to me earlier and returned to the Immortal Realm, how could you have been killed by that blood saber?"

As the Sage of Mount Shu spoke, he walked into the void and completely disappeared.

In the main hall of the Thunder Immortal Sect in the Immortal Realm,

the rhythmic clicking of abacuses could be heard.

A group of Immortals who looked like scholars

were checking ledgers and flicking abacuses to balance the accounts.

On the main seat sat a muscular, middle-aged man with a bare chest.

The man was tall and burly, with electric currents constantly flashing and crackling all over his body.

Indeed!

This bare-chested, burly man was the Sect Master of the Thunder Immortal Sect, Daoist Thunder Immortal.

Daoist Thunder Immortal was in an excellent mood.

He was drinking spiritual tea and humming a little tune.

The clicking of abacuses throughout the hall

didn't seem noisy to him; instead, he found it quite pleasant!

The reason was simple.

It was mainly because the back pay owed for over three hundred years

had finally been issued!

He was summoning the Calculating Immortals to settle the accounts, preparing to distribute money to everyone in the Sect!

The salaries had been owed for over three hundred years.

Even he was about to reach his limit.

After all, the expenses for his wife and children were quite large.

Suddenly, in the main hall,

two Soul Tablets at the lowest level shattered!