86: Chapter 86 A Bloody Cleansing

The turn of events happened too fast!

No one expected that while they were still in a standoff a second ago, the next second, these exposed traitors would dare to strike directly!

The discussion hall was instantly filled with the stench of blood and miserable screams.

Those stewards loyal to the Sect were usually in charge of managing miners or handling chores; when had they ever experienced such a bloody scene of fellow Disciples slaughtering one another?

Many people had not even reacted before being heavily injured by sneak attacks from the "companions" beside them.

"Puchi!"

A deacon looked at the blade tip piercing through his chest in disbelief. He turned his head and saw a face that was usually friendly like a brother, but now hideously warped.

"Wh-Why..."

"Because you're stupid!" The traitor sneered as he pulled out the blade, letting his fellow Disciple's corpse collapse.

The entire hall instantly fell into complete chaos.

"Form a formation! Protect the Elder!"

Qian Kun's trusted aides reacted the fastest, quickly forming a simple defensive formation to shield Qian Kun and Zhao Ruoan in the center.

"A bunch of traitors! Die!"

Qian Kun was so enraged his eyes almost tore open. He struck out with a palm, and his majestic spiritual power transformed into a giant hand that smashed an attacking traitor directly into a pulp of flesh and bone!

The power of an expert in the Divine Soul Realm was fully displayed.

"Old guy, your opponent is me!"

The traitor leader named Zhang Quan let out a strange laugh as a blood-red saber appeared in his hand, heading straight for Qian Kun.

Although he was only at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sea Realm, he cultivated a Demonic Path Cultivation Technique with bizarre methods, managing to fight on equal terms with Qian Kun for a time.

The remaining twelve traitors rushed around the hall like tigers among sheep, going on a wild slaughter.

Their strength was generally a notch higher than Sect Disciples of the same level, and combined with a deliberate sneak attack, the loyal stewards were pushed back step by step, suffering heavy casualties.

"Junior Fellow Apprentice Ruoan, quickly find a way to leave this place and ask the Sect for reinforcements!" Qian Kun shouted anxiously to Zhao Ruoan while fending off Zhang Quan's ferocious assault.

In his eyes, although Zhao Ruoan possessed peerless talent, he was still just a Disciple in the Pulse Condensation Realm after all; staying here was far too dangerous.

As long as Zhao Ruoan could escape, with his status, he would definitely be able to bring help!

"Leave?"

Zhao Ruoan smiled.

This was the very opportunity he had been waiting for.

"Elder Qian, for just a few clownish buffoons, there's no need to fetch reinforcements."

His voice was not loud, yet on the chaotic battlefield, it reached everyone's ears with utmost clarity.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Even Qian Kun and Zhang Quan, who were locked in fierce combat, paused their actions for a split second.

Was this Uncle-Master Zhao crazy?

Could he not see the current situation? Their side was already about to collapse!

"Hahaha, kid, you sure talk big!" A Nether Cult traitor sneered, abandoning his current opponent and turning to leap toward Zhao Ruoan. "Let me twist your head off first and see if a Personal Disciple's bones are harder than anyone else's!"

This traitor had a cultivation of the Late Stage Spirit Sea Realm and was extremely fast, charging in front of Zhao Ruoan in the blink of an eye. A clawed hand wreathed in black mist went straight for Zhao Ruoan's throat.

The several trusted aides protecting Zhao Ruoan turned pale with fright; they wanted to save him, but it was already too late.

However, Zhao Ruoan did not even lift an eyelid.

Right at the instant that dark claw was about to touch his skin.

He moved.

There were no magnificent Moves, nor any majestic spiritual energy fluctuations.

He simply joined his fingers like a sword and poked forward.

At his fingertip, an imperceptible strand of five-colored radiance flashed and vanished.

Fifth-Order Sword Intent!

"Chi!"

A soft sound resonated.

The traitor's charging body suddenly froze in mid-air.

At the center of his forehead, a tiny bloody hole appeared.

The sneer and frenzy in his eyes froze instantly, replaced by endless terror and confusion.

He felt his life force rapidly draining away along with that tiny blood hole.

"H-How... could..."

He struggled to spit out a few words before his body fell straight backward, lifeless.

An instant kill!

Yet another Late Stage Spirit Sea Realm expert, instantly killed in a single Move!

The entire discussion hall seemed to have been paused at this moment.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at this scene, their minds going completely blank.

That was a Late Stage Spirit Sea Realm expert! In the mining area, aside from Elder Qian, he was already considered one of the top experts!

Just like that... poked to death with a single finger?

Just what kind of monster was this Middle Stage Pulse Condensation Realm Uncle-Master Zhao?!

"What are you standing there stunned for?" Zhao Ruoan's voice broke the dead silence. "Kill them all!"

His figure vanished from where he stood.

The next second, he appeared behind another traitor, similarly joining his fingers like a sword and giving a gentle tap.

That traitor didn't even manage to emit a scream before following in his companion's footsteps.

Zhao Ruoan's figure shuttled across the battlefield like a phantom.

Every time he appeared, a traitor was guaranteed to fall.

Those Spirit Sea Realm Cultivators, who seemed immensely powerful in the eyes of ordinary Disciples, were as fragile as paper before his Sword Intent.

The slaughter turned into an art form.

A bloody performance that belonged to Zhao Ruoan alone.

"No! This is impossible!"

Zhang Quan, who was tangled in battle with Qian Kun, completely broke down as he watched his subordinates fall one after another.

He couldn't understand how someone in the Pulse Condensation Realm could possess such terrifying lethality!

This completely overturned his understanding!

As his mind fell into disarray, a flaw immediately appeared in his saber technique.

Seizing the opportunity, Qian Kun roared and slammed a palm onto his chest.

"Boom!"

Zhang Quan was struck as if by lightning and flew backward, slamming heavily into the wall and coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ruoan had also dealt with the last traitor and walked slowly in front of Zhang Quan.

"Now, it's your turn."

Looking at Zhao Ruoan, who was like a demon god descended upon the world, Zhang Quan's eyes filled with fear.

He was terrified.

"Don't... don't kill me! I surrender! I know all the plans of the Nether Cult and the Blood Sea Sect! I can tell you everything!" To save his life, he did not hesitate to choose betrayal.

"There's no need anymore."

Zhao Ruoan shook his head.

He slowly raised his hand.

"Because they are already here."

Right at the instant his voice fell.

"Rumble—!!!"

An earth-shattering loud noise echoed from outside.

The entire discussion hall, and even the whole mountain range, violently shook.

Immediately afterward, a piercing alarm resounded throughout the entire mining area!

That was the highest alarm of the mining area!

The Guardian Array was under attack!