581: Chapter 581 Truth and Falsehood

[Yan Zhan frowned: "Have you ever thought about it? The Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty has a deep relationship with the academy, so why would that fellow still dare to kill people here?"]

[The Feng Family Ancestor was startled: "Why?"]

[Yan Zhan sneered: "The higher-ups suspect it's someone from the Wuji Immortal Sect... intentionally killing people from my Heavenly Palace in this Imperial City to stir up conflict between my Heavenly Palace and the academy."]

["A scheme to drive a wedge?" The Feng Family Ancestor narrowed his eyes.]

["Exactly." Yan Zhan picked up his teacup and took a slow sip, "Once we move against Tianxuan, wouldn't that be slapping the academy's face? When the two sects go to war, the Wuji Immortal Sect will reap the benefits."]

[A cold light flashed in the Feng Family Ancestor's eyes as he gritted his teeth: "So that's how it is... This Wuji Immortal Sect is truly hateful."]

[Listening to the conversation between the two, the corners of your mouth curled up involuntarily.]

[When you killed Yan Wenjie from Nine Heavens Heavenly Palace back then, you hadn't thought that much.]

[You didn't expect the people from the Heavenly Palace to brainstorm such a grand drama on their own.]

["This is fine too." You laughed secretly in your heart.]

[Originally, you were worried that the Heavenly Palace would cause trouble for the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty, but now your hanging heart was finally at ease.]

[Just as you were about to leave quietly, Yan Zhan's next words made your footsteps pause.]

["However..." Yan Zhan put down his teacup, his tone shifting, "Although we can't do it openly, we can't let people think my Heavenly Palace is easy to bully."]

[The Feng Family Ancestor's eyes lit up, and he looked at him expectantly.]

[Yan Zhan paused and continued: "Since the Wuji Immortal Sect dares to kill my Heavenly Palace's people here, we can also impersonate members of the Wuji Immortal Sect... and assassinate Fairy Tianxuan. When the time comes, the academy will surely believe that the Wuji Immortal Sect is making trouble."]

["Brilliant, truly brilliant!" The Feng Family Ancestor looked delighted.]

[To him, the chaos of the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty was the immediate benefit. As long as something happened to the Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty, he would be the beneficiary no matter what.]

[As for Feng Yu's death, he didn't care that much.]

[The Feng Family Ancestor changed the subject: "But this Fairy Tianxuan almost never leaves the Imperial City. It won't be easy for us to kill her here."]

[Yan Zhan smiled, and with a thought—in the blink of an eye, he transformed into the appearance of an elegant Young Master with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like polished jade; it was exactly you, the one who had saved Fairy Tianxuan back then.]

["How is this appearance of mine? Can it lure Fairy Tianxuan out of the city?" Yan Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of a smile on his lips.]

[The Feng Family Ancestor was first stunned, then laughed: "Hahaha... Senior is far-sighted; this Junior is truly impressed."]

[Yan Zhan then detailed his plan: let the Feng Family Ancestor hunt him down outside the city, and then have the Second Prince Qiao Yan notify Fairy Tianxuan. Fairy Tianxuan would surely lead people out of the city for rescue, and then they would strike together in an ambush, and then support the Second Prince Qiao Yan, this Puppet, to take power.]

[With the plan set, the two immediately went their separate ways.]

[Everything went very smoothly.]

[Ten thousand miles away from the Imperial City, the scene of the Feng Family Ancestor and Yan Zhan fighting was recorded with a shadow recording stone and the Second Prince was notified.]

[The Second Prince immediately reported the matter to Fairy Tianxuan. Without thinking much, Fairy Tianxuan immediately took Prime Minister Zhao Mu and ten Nascent Soul Cultivators and hurried out of the city.]

[On the other side, the Feng Family Ancestor and Yan Zhan were fighting back and forth. Spiritual light exploded, Laws intertwined, and the rumbling sound shook the mountains, causing rocks to roll down.]

[At this moment, the Feng Family Ancestor had transformed into someone else's appearance. Looking at his attire and the jade pendant at his waist, he clearly had the identity of a Wuji Immortal Sect Disciple.]

[However, what they didn't know was—you had already transformed into Fairy Tianxuan's appearance and arrived alone at the place where the two were fighting.]

[Seeing your arrival, Yan Zhan was secretly delighted and shouted hypocritically: "Huanger... it's dangerous here, run quickly!"]

[The Feng Family Ancestor sneered: "Qiao Huang... since you're here, don't even think about leaving."]

[You smiled slightly, your voice nonchalant: "Young Master Qin, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."]

[As soon as you finished speaking, you raised your hand—]

[Three immortal slaying swords shot out, suspended in the sky, their blades flowing with cold light, occupying three positions and firmly locking onto Yan Zhan.]

["Three Talents Soul Slaughter."]

[You shouted in a low voice.]

[The three swords vibrated simultaneously, the buzzing sound spreading like a tide.]

[Three invisible Sword Intents surged from the sword blades: one pierced the Divine Soul, one cut off vitality, and one annihilated the Origin.]

[The three Sword Intents intertwined and wound around each other, firmly locking onto Yan Zhan.]

[Yan Zhan's expression changed drastically, and his pupils shrank suddenly.]

[He felt that the Sword Intent was not aimed at this Clone, but was following a mysterious connection to strike his main body directly.]

["No, you're not..." he cried out in alarm.]

[Before he could finish, the Sword Intent arrived.]

[This Clone of his began to crack from the center of his forehead, as if torn apart by an invisible hand, shattering inch by inch into a sky full of light spots and dissipating in the wind.]

[At the same time, in a hidden Immortal Cave, Yan Zhan's main body suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of terror.]

[He looked down at his chest—it was dissipating bit by bit, like sand scattered by the wind.]

[He opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but could not make a sound.]

[A moment later, his whole being turned into nothingness, not even a drop of blood was left.]

[Looking at this scene, the Feng Family Ancestor's whole body froze, as if nailed to the spot.]

[His throat tightened, and his voice changed pitch: "You... who exactly are you?"]

[You didn't answer, just slowly turned your head to look at him, your gaze as calm as if looking at an ant.]

[Cold sweat poured down the Feng Family Ancestor's back, and his legs couldn't stop weakening. He suddenly fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead hitting the ground, his voice carrying a sob:]

["Senior, Senior, have mercy! I was just following orders, it was all Yan Zhan who forced me..."]

["Yan Zhan forced you?" Your tone was flat.]

["Yes, yes! It was all him! I won't dare anymore, never again..." He kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead bleeding, mixed with mud and smeared all over his face.]

[You looked at him, didn't speak, just raised your hand and gently clenched it.]

[The Feng Family Ancestor's body suddenly stiffened, his skin began to crack, and blood seeped from the cracks; he looked like a piece of porcelain being crushed.]

[His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he let out a short scream before his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.]

[The blood mist rolled in the air for a few breaths and was then ground into nothingness by an invisible force.]

[The wind stopped.]

[The clouds dispersed.]

[Silence returned to the world.]

[You waved your hand to pick up their qiankun rings, then stepped out and disappeared into the horizon.]

[A moment later, Fairy Tianxuan and the Second Prince Qiao Yan hurried to the scene with Zhao Mu and the others.]

[Looking around—there was devastation everywhere, mountain peaks were split, the ground was sunken, and lingering ripples of spiritual light still remained in the Void Realm.]

[Charred marks extended from the mountaintop to the bottom of the valley, and among the rubble, a few strands of remaining Law Power occasionally flashed, making a faint sizzling sound.]

["Where are they?" Fairy Tianxuan turned to look at the Second Prince, her brow furrowed.]