306: That's too much.

As the words fell, everyone's gaze turned toward the main hall's entrance.

There, a Man in White Robes appeared silently, looking like an exiled immortal descending to the mortal Realm. His figure was as upright as a green pine, his white robes spotless. The corners of his sleeves were gently lifted by the wind, fluttering like drifting clouds, carrying an ethereal grace.

At first glance, one could feel this person's extraordinary bearing; he was definitely no ordinary man.

Upon closer inspection, it was even more shocking! He was far too young, so young it was hard to believe. Could this be the mysterious powerhouse who killed Daoist Tian Xuan?

The Sect Master of Tian Que Sect was the first to snap back to his senses. He narrowed his eyes slightly, concentrating his focus to investigate, only to discover in horror that he could not see through this man's cultivation base at all.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, he felt a calm yet incredibly oppressive gaze fall upon him. The Sect Master of Tian Que Sect felt a chill in his heart and quickly gave an awkward smile, asking in a slightly respectful tone:

“Dao Seeking Sect, Peak Master of Butian Peak, Chen Xuan.”

Dao Seeking Sect?

Hearing this, the people in the hall began to speculate privately. But upon further thought, they were startled to realize that even after searching through the Sect records of the Rain God Continent, they had never heard of such an organization. For a moment, everyone's expressions varied, and they exchanged subtle glances filled with confusion.

Chu Haotian, however, had a moment of realization. When Fellow Daoist Chen had introduced himself earlier, he hadn't mentioned the three words 'Butian Peak'. Was it a momentary oversight, or was it intentional?

If a mere Peak Master could casually take out a scroll containing a Heaven-rank Divine Ability for a trade, it seemed this Dao Seeking Sect was far more profound and mysterious than imagined.

Shen Teng's expression was now ugly to the extreme. After Daoist Yun Ji spoke, things had been shifting in the direction he expected, but then this uninvited guest had to burst in and openly admit that it was he who killed the Chusheng Sect Ancestor and leveled the entire Sect while he was at it.

How was he supposed to save face now?

But... he couldn't see through the depths of the man before him at all. He could only suppress the surging rage in his heart and say in a heavy voice, “My Chusheng Sect has always had no grievances or enmity with Fellow Daoist's Dao Seeking Sect, nor any interaction at all. For Fellow Daoist to destroy my Sect and kill my Old Ancestor for no reason, shouldn't you give me an explanation?”

“An explanation?”

Chen Xuan smiled indifferently, his tone nonchalant. “If they are killed, they are killed; if it is destroyed, it is destroyed. Why the need for so many explanations?”

“You...”

Shen Teng was so enraged by these words that his face turned red and his chest heaved violently.

He suddenly scanned the people in the hall and said coldly, “Could it be that Fellow Daoist is relying on his high cultivation base to do as he pleases here in the Rain God Continent? Today you destroy my Chusheng Sect to establish your dominance; tomorrow, do you intend to move against the Five Elders Pavilion or my Tianque Sect?”

With a simple sentence, he pushed Chen Xuan to the opposite side of all the major powers.

The experts from the Five Elders Pavilion and the Tianque Sect all looked over, their gazes solemn as they watched Chen Xuan. If his answer today was even slightly careless, he would make enemies of the entire continent and find it difficult to stay in the Rain God Continent.

Chen Xuan didn't care at all. “Your Chusheng Sect harmed tens of thousands of innocent people to refine demon transformation pills, treating human life like grass. I simply couldn't stand such atrocious acts and casually struck out with a sword. Is this explanation enough?”

His voice suddenly turned sharp. “Having committed such acts that provoke the wrath of heaven and the resentment of men, you deserve to be executed by anyone. How dare you stand here and demand an explanation?”

Shen Teng panicked and quickly defended himself. “This matter was entirely the Old Ancestor's doing; it has nothing to do with me! I was completely unaware of this within the Sect! If Fellow Daoist truly acted because he couldn't stand such filthy deeds, then I have nothing to say.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Man in White Robes raised his hand and gripped the air, and an Ink-colored Longsword suddenly appeared in his palm.

“Ignorance equals innocence?”

The expressions of the others in the hall all changed. At this moment, the Cultivators of the Five Elders Pavilion and the Tianque Sect had only one thought in their minds:

What an arrogant young man!

Shen Teng's heart sank as he quickly weighed the pros and cons. Now that the Yao Race army was surrounding them, the Rain God Continent was in need of manpower. Could this person really dare to strike in public?

Seeing that he had hesitated for a full ten seconds without answering, Chen Xuan struck out with his sword.

The sword light was like a meteor splitting the night, carrying an endless, piercing Sword Intent the moment it appeared. It was clearly a strike that seemed incredibly slow, yet in Shen Teng's eyes, it transformed into a sky full of sword shadows, sealing off all paths of evasion. It was unavoidable!

He hastily summoned his earth-rank magic treasure, the Tortoise Shell Shield, but it shattered inch by inch the moment the sword light touched it, like fragile glass.

“Pfft—”

The sword light pierced through the shield with irresistible force, grazing Shen Teng's chest and leaving a vivid, striking arc of blood. He felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, and his entire body flew backward like a broken kite, slamming hard against a sturdy pillar in the hall. With a loud 'boom', the pillar was actually dented and cracked from the impact.

A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs erupted from his mouth. Shen Teng's aura instantly withered, and he slumped to the ground, clearly heavily injured and on the verge of death.

The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

No one expected that this young man, who looked like an exiled immortal with an ethereal temperament, would act so arrogantly and overbearingly, striking to injure someone over a disagreement, and doing so in such a public setting as the Tianque Sect.

Those with slightly more discerning eyes were shocked by the sheer brilliance of that previous sword strike. No wonder this person could kill Daoist Tian Xuan; his mastery of the sword was truly terrifying!

Where the sword light passed, even space rippled slightly. The Sword Intent was controlled perfectly by his will, breaking through the defense of an earth-rank magic treasure without any resistance. To achieve this was clearly a characteristic only found in top-tier sword Dao Divine Abilities.

Heaven Rank? Or perhaps the legendary god rank?

In everyone's hearts, there was only endless shock and doubt: if a mere Peak Master possessed such terrifying strength and mastered such profound Divine Abilities, what exactly was the background of this Dao Seeking Sect? Could it be an ancient immortal Sect that had been hidden from the world for eons?

Chu Haotian's eyes were burning; the way this Fellow Daoist Chen handled things was quite to his liking.

As long as it didn't involve fundamental issues of right and wrong, he was naturally someone who hated evil. Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically sent two Disciples to investigate the mysterious disappearances of the commoners at the foot of the mountains in the Rain God Continent.

When the truth was first discovered to point directly at the Chusheng Sect, Chu Haotian had proposed killing Daoist Tian Xuan. It was only later, when the Yao Race army attacked, that he had to compromise for the sake of the overall situation of the Rain God Continent. Chen Xuan's sword strike today was truly heart-warming!

Chen Xuan sheathed his sword and stood still, his white robes still spotless, as if that sword strike just now hadn't cost him any effort at all. He walked slowly toward the slumped Shen Teng, his ink-colored sword pointing diagonally at the ground. A drop of bright red blood slid slowly down the sharp blade, blooming into a small dark red spot on the polished floor tiles, a startling sight.

“Do you think, Fellow Daoist, why I chose to personally admit earlier that I was the one who leveled your Chusheng Sect?”

His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable pressure.

Shen Teng's whole body trembled. The sharp pain in his chest was far less intense than the fear in his heart. The Sword Intent from that strike just now seemed to still be lingering in his body, cold to the bone, making him truly feel the shadow of death.

Hearing Chen Xuan's question now, he was momentarily dazed, followed by a bone-chilling cold that rushed from the soles of his feet to his brain, making him shudder.

At that moment, a cold light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes again, and the ink-colored sword was raised once more. This time, the Sword Intent was even more sharp and domineering than before, the blade humming as it was clearly intended to be a killing blow!

“Fellow Daoist's actions are a bit too much!”

A sudden shout rang out. The Grand Elder of the Tianque Sect blurred into motion, blocking Shen Teng like an afterimage. He swung the whisk in his hand, and thousands of silver threads wove into a dense protective net, barely catching the fatal sword strike.

“Bang!”

With a deafening roar, the Grand Elder stumbled back several steps until he hit the pillar behind him to steady himself. His face instantly turned pale.

Looking at the whisk in his hand, more than half of the silver threads had been severed. He had clearly suffered a significant hidden loss in the collision just now.

Chen Xuan looked at him with an indifferent gaze and spoke slowly, “Too much? If a Disciple of my Dao Seeking Sect had also been captured by this Chusheng Sect and refined into a Half-human, Half-demon monster, would Fellow Daoist still feel that I am doing too much?”

Hearing this, the surrounding people all snapped back to their senses, their gazes toward Chen Xuan becoming extremely complex.

Those who had originally wanted to help Shen Teng out of his predicament now stopped their movements one after another.