92: Chapter 92 No one can withstand the Master's wrath!

When Yun Qinghan hugged the unconscious Zhao Ruoan, took a step forward, and her figure quietly vanished from the mining area, Qian Kun and all the surviving Qingxuan Sect Disciples slowly recovered from the shock of that world-destroying sword strike.

Everyone looked up at the sky, which had returned to clarity yet was filled with floating crystalline ice crystals, and at the Demonic Path army that had been completely reduced to nothingness without leaving even a shred of residue. Each and every one of them felt as if they were in a dream, speechless for a long time.

"J-just... Just now, was that... Peak Master Yun?" a Disciple asked with a trembling voice, stammering.

"Other than Peak Master Yun, who else in this world possesses such supreme Divine Might?" Qian Kun's voice was filled with awe and fanaticism. "With a single sword... merely a single sword, she annihilated the allied forces of the Blood Sea Sect and the Nether Cult!"

"T-too strong! Is this the true Foundation of our Qingxuan Sect?"

"So Uncle-Master Zhao turns out to be a Personal Disciple of Peak Master Yun! No wonder his talent is so monstrous and peerless in the world!"

The joy of surviving a catastrophe, compounded by the extreme shock of witnessing a miracle, caused everyone present to tremble all over with excitement.

Today, they had witnessed with their own eyes a miracle belonging to a supreme powerhouse.

Qian Kun slowly walked to the spot where Zhao Ruoan had last stood, gazing at the few drops of blood on the ground that had already frozen into ice, his expression a complex mixture of myriad emotions.

In his mind, the figure of the young man standing alone to block thousands of demonic soldiers emerged once again, and he recalled those calm yet resolute words— "Junior Martial Nephew, hold your ground. I am going to kill people."

This Junior Martial Uncle, who had entered the Sect only three months ago, used his own strength, his every word, and his every action to teach all the Qingxuan Sect Disciples present the most profound lesson on cultivation.

Qian Kun took a deep breath, suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and shouted orders: "Hear my command! Immediately tally the casualties and treat the wounded with all our strength! Properly bury all fellow Disciples who died in battle and provide generous compensation to their families!"

"In addition, record every single detail of today's battle at the mining area word for word into the archives! I want everyone up and down the Sect to firmly remember who protected the Sect with their body today and saved all of us!"

"Yes, Elder!" everyone responded in unison.

...

Qinghan Peak.

Inside the secluded bamboo cottage by the Myriad-Year Ice Spring, Yun Qinghan gently and carefully placed Zhao Ruoan onto a jade bed carved from Myriad-Year Warm Jade.

She extended her slender, jade-like fingertips and gently tapped Zhao Ruoan's glabella.

Majestic, pure, and warm Immortal spiritual power flowed slowly into Zhao Ruoan's body like a murmuring stream, meticulously probing all the injuries throughout his entire body.

After a moment, Yun Qinghan's cold brows furrowed deeply.

The situation was far more serious than she had anticipated.

In order to forcibly unleash combat power several times his own limit, many of Zhao Ruoan's Meridians were shattered into tiny pieces, and the spiritual power in his Dantian and Qi Sea was completely exhausted, leaving them completely empty.

The most fatal damage originated from his Divine Soul and essence blood.

That ultimate trump card strike from just now caused him to forcibly burn nearly fifty percent of his Divine Soul Origin and Physical Body essence blood.

This was no longer a simple overdraw of spiritual power or weakness in cultivation, but a complete overdraw of his own life Origin!

Had his Foundation not far surpassed ordinary people and he possessed a peerless Immortal Grade Grade Nine talent, any other Cultivator would have already had their cultivation completely crippled by now, or even suffered the destruction of their Divine Soul and perished completely.

"Burning God Scorching Heaven Art..."

A flash of complex emotion swept through the depths of Yun Qinghan's eyes.

She recognized this overbearing Cultivation Technique; it was created by a crazed demonic sovereign in the ancient times. Its power was peerless and its slaughter unmatched, yet it was extremely vicious, harming others even more than oneself.

She had never expected that such a taboo secret art would appear on her own Disciple.

But she did not deeply investigate the Origin of the Cultivation Technique.

In a Cultivator's life, everyone has their own opportunities and fortunes, so there was no need to blame them harshly.

The most urgent matter at present was to repair her Disciple's damaged cultivation Foundation as soon as possible and make up for the deficiency in his Origin.

Yun Qinghan gently flipped her fair hand, and a translucent, emerald-green Medicinal Pill appeared in her palm. A rich and mellow aura of life instantly filled the entire bamboo cottage.

The Nine-Turn Soul Returning Pill, a true Immortal-grade Medicinal Pill.

Even if an enlightened Immortal encountered near-death injuries, taking this pill could instantly repair their wounds, regenerate flesh on withered bones, and fully restore them.

She gently pinched open the corners of Zhao Ruoan's lips and delivered the Medicinal Pill into his mouth.

The Medicinal Pill melted upon contact with the mouth, turning into a warm and pure medicinal power that instantly circulated through his limbs, bones, Meridians, and Dantian.

Zhao Ruoan's paper-white complexion grew warm and flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His parched, damaged Meridians and exhausted Qi Sea were like fertile soil encountering sweet rain after a long drought, being rapidly repaired, reshaped, and condensed under the nourishment of the medicinal power.

After finishing these, Yun Qinghan did not stop.

She sat cross-legged beside the jade bed, her hands forming profound Dao seals. Wisps of extremely pure Origin Immortal Qi overflowed from her fingertips, slowly merging into Zhao Ruoan's Sea of Consciousness to patiently nourish his damaged Divine Soul Foundation.

This method was extremely mentally exhausting and depleted her own cultivation.

Yet her expression remained calm, without a shred of hesitation or reluctance.

Inside the tranquil bamboo cottage, only Immortal Qi circulated, and time slowly passed amidst the gentle nourishment.

...

Meanwhile, the entire Qingxuan Sect was completely shaken by the news transmitted back from the mining area!

The Blood Sea Sect and the Nether Cult brazenly joined hands, dispatching dozens of Spirit Pill Realm Cultivators to deploy a fatal grand formation and besiege the Qingxuan Sect's Medium-Grade Spirit Stone mining area!

The Sect's newly appointed Personal Disciple, Zhao Ruoan, faced danger fearlessly and met the enemy alone. With a mere Pulse Condensation Realm cultivation, he counter-killed dozens of Demonic Path Cultivators and stubbornly shook three Peak Spirit Pill Realm powerhouses!

At the moment of desperation, Peak Master Yun Qinghan arrived in person, shattering the formation with a single sword and slaying demons with a single sword, her supreme Divine Might shocking Cang Prefecture!

Every single piece of news was like a heavy thunderclap, stirring up monstrous waves up and down the Qingxuan Sect!

Inside the Sect Master's Main Hall.

Sect Master Master Xuanyang sat upright in the primary seat, with the peak Revered Masters of various peaks and various Grand Elders gathered together. The expressions throughout the hall were grave, and the atmosphere was filled with a stern, killing intent.

"Preposterous! The Blood Sea Sect and the Nether Cult are simply bullying us too much!" The Peak Master of Lieyang had a fiery temper and smashed the solid wood table beside him with a single palm, roaring angrily, "They completely disregard our Qingxuan Sect! Sect Master, this Disciple requests to go into battle! I am willing to personally lead Disciples to flatten the mountain gates of both Sects!"

"Seconded! This hatred is irreconcilable, and if we do not exact revenge, it will not be enough to uphold the prestige of our Qingxuan Sect!"

"We must give them a bloody lesson to deter the Demonic Path of the world!"

All the Elders present were filled with righteous indignation and cupped their fists one after another to request deployment.

Master Xuanyang lightly pressed his hand down, calming the clamor throughout the hall.

He cast his gaze toward the Disciplinary Elder, who had remained silent all along, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Xing, how is the investigation regarding the internal traitors within the Sect coming along?"

The Disciplinary Elder stood up and bowed, his expression livid and his voice icy: "Reporting to the Sect Master, it has already been investigated and clarified. The source of the leakage of our itinerary at the mining area this time was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Pill Hall, who was a covert agent planted in our Sect by the Nether Cult for many years. In addition, according to the clues sent back from the mining area, we have rooted out seven more hidden traitors within our Sect, with the highest-ranking being an outer Sect deacon."

"Good, very good, Nether Cult!" Master Xuanyang's eyes flashed with a chilling intent to kill, his words freezing cold, "How dare you reach your hands into the Pill Hall and Outer Sect of our Qingxuan Sect? You are truly audacious!"

He took a deep breath, swept his gaze across the high-level figures filling the hall, and his voice shook the main hall: "Hear my Sect Master's decree!"

"First, take down all the implicated internal traitors along with their three-clan relatives, and hand them over to the Disciplinary Hall for a thorough and strict investigation and trial. No leniency will be shown, and they shall all be severely punished!"

"Second, the Peak Master of Lieyang and the Master of Tianjian Peak shall each lead a detachment of elite Sect members to set out immediately, wiping out all external strongholds of the Blood Sea Sect and the Nether Cult with indiscriminate purging! Take no prisoners, only their heads!"

"Third, proclaim it to the entire Cang Prefecture! The Blood Sea Sect and the Nether Cult are listed as the Qingxuan Sect's primary-sequence mortal enemies! Any Disciple of our Sect who encounters evildoers from the two cults may execute them on the spot! Anyone who provides clues about these evildoers will be heavily rewarded by the Sect!"

One iron-flooded decree after another was transmitted out from the Sect Master's Main Hall, ringing through the entire Qingxuan Sect.

This Sect's war machine, which had been dormant for hundreds of years, completely roared to life at this moment.

Everyone knew that a bloody storm sweeping across the entire Cang Prefecture had already opened its prelude.

And the root of all this was simply because the people of the two cults dared to touch Yun Qinghan's Disciple.

Even the Sect Master and the Grand Elders had to be three parts wary of that cold and otherworldly Peak Revered Master.

When Revered Master is furious, no one can withstand the consequences!