22: Chapter 22 Blood Raven: The Wang Family Tricked Me!

"Little lady, you killed people from my Blood Crow Mountain; don't even think about leaving tonight."

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain looked at Luo Qingyue and gave a sinister laugh, a flash of greed appearing in his eyes. "However... you are quite beautiful, and your cultivation is not bad either. It just so happens you can stay and be a Cauldron for me. Rest assured, I will treat you very gently—"

Before he could finish speaking—

A sword light shone!

Clang—!!!

An incomparably sharp sword ray shot across the sky, fast as lightning, striking directly at the Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain!

The speed, sharpness, and ruthlessness of that sword light seemed as if it would split the heavens and earth in two!

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain's pupils shrank, and the hair on his body stood on end!

He had lived for hundreds of years and experienced countless life-and-death struggles; his sense for danger was already deep in his marrow.

This sword strike—

Cannot be blocked!

He exerted all his strength, his figure retreating violently, while simultaneously thrusting out both palms. Blood-colored light surged wildly around his body, setting up layer after layer of blood-colored barriers in front of him!

However—

Wherever the sword light passed, those blood-colored barriers were like paper, shattering instantly!

"Puchi—"

Blood light suddenly appeared!

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain flew backward, somersaulting in the air before crashing heavily into a stone pillar at the edge of the plaza!

"Boom!"

The stone pillar snapped, rubble flew everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air!

"Cough, cough, cough—"

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain crawled out of the ruins, a deep sword scar on his chest nearly splitting him in two, blood gushing out wildly.

He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at that white-clad woman, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... you..."

How is this possible?!

This woman is clearly only at the first level of the Dharma Image Realm; how could she send him, a seventh-level Void Tempering expert, flying with one sword strike?!

What kind of joke is this?!

"Old Ancestor!"

"Protect the Old Ancestor!"

The five Void Tempering experts' expressions changed drastically, and they all sprang up, pouncing toward Luo Qingyue!

Blood light surged around their bodies, transforming into five gigantic phantom Blood Crows that opened their blood-red maws and swallowed toward Luo Qingyue!

A joint attack by five Void Tempering experts possessed heaven-shaking power!

Luo Qingyue didn't even glance at them.

She simply raised her hand, her jade-white fingers tracing a light stroke.

A sword light swept out!

That sword light was incomparably sharp, fast as thunder, and instantly sliced through the bodies of the five men!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

Five streaks of blood burst forth simultaneously!

Five heads soared into the sky!

The five headless corpses moved forward a few steps by inertia, then crashed onto the ground with a "thud, thud," blood bubbling out and staining the scarlet stone slabs red.

Instant kill!

Five Void Tempering experts, killed instantly with one sword strike!

The entire scene was deathly silent!

Those Blood Crow Mountain Disciples at the Dharma Image Realm and Huahong Realm were all dumbfounded, their eyes wide, expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.

The Old Ancestor was sent flying with one sword strike!

The five great Protectors were killed instantly with one sword strike!

What kind of monster is this woman?!

"Run... run quickly!!!"

It was unknown who reacted first, letting out a shrill scream.

The next moment, over a hundred Blood Crow Mountain Disciples scattered and fled desperately in all directions!

What Blood Crow Mountain, what Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain—what is the point of these things if your life is gone!

However—

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—"

The few Disciples fleeing in the lead crashed headlong into an invisible barrier, rebounding directly, crashing heavily onto the ground, and vomiting blood.

"A Formation?!"

Someone screamed in terror.

Everyone attacked the barrier desperately; swords, fists, palms, Magical Artifacts—all kinds of attacks poured out wildly.

However, the barrier didn't move in the slightest, not even a ripple appeared.

"It's over... it's over..."

Someone collapsed on the ground, face full of despair.

Luo Qingyue didn't even glance at them.

Holding her long sword, her cold gaze fell upon the Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain, and she said indifferently, "Daring to target the Young Master, you deserve to die!"

"Young Master... what Young Master?!"

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Luo Qingyue, his eyes filled with confusion and terror.

Who had his Blood Crow Mountain made an enemy of?

What Young Master is worth such an expert of this level taking action?

Possible names flashed rapidly through his mind—the Saints of the various Holy Lands in the Southern Territory? The Prodigies of those reclusive Sects? Or the successor cultivated by some old monster?

But after thinking and thinking, he couldn't come up with any conclusion.

Just at this moment—

"Teng'er!!!"

A shrill, miserable scream came from the direction of the Blood Pool Hall.

Wang Zhenshan stumbled out of the Blood Pool Hall, his eyes bloodshot, face tear-stained, acting like a madman.

"Teng'er... my Teng'er!!!"

Wang Zhenshan roared at the sky, his voice shrill, shaking the entire Blood Crow Mountain.

He snapped his head around, looking at that snow-white figure on the plaza, his eyes filled with resentment and madness.

"Luo Qingyue!!!"

"It was you! It was you who killed my Teng'er!!!"

Wang Zhenshan's aura surged, his sixth-level Dharma Image Realm spiritual power flowing wildly, and a gigantic black tiger phantom condensed behind him, roaring at the sky!

"I want you to pay with your life!!!"

He was like a bolt of black lightning, pouncing toward Luo Qingyue!

Fist energy whistled, Evil Qi surging to the heavens!

This punch was the strongest strike of his life, condensing all his anger and despair!

However—

Luo Qingyue didn't even glance at him.

She simply raised her hand, her jade-white finger flicking lightly.

"Chi—"

A sword light shot out!

That sword light was as thin as a hair, yet incomparably sharp, fast as thunder!

Wang Zhenshan's fist energy was like paper in front of the sword light, shattering instantly!

The sword light did not diminish in momentum, directly piercing through his forehead!

"Pu!"

A blood flower bloomed on Wang Zhenshan's forehead.

He widened his eyes, filled with disbelief, the madness and resentment on his face frozen at that moment.

"Thud!"

The corpse crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Instant kill!

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain watched this scene, his whole body turning cold.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind—

This woman was brought here by the Wang family!

The Wang family tricked me!

What kind of bullshit Wang family is this, saying there were only two Void Tempering experts in Guangnan City, saying the strongest in the Shen Family was only at the Dharma Image Realm, saying Fairy Qingyue was only at the first level of the Dharma Image Realm...

Bullshit!

This woman can send him, a seventh-level Void Tempering expert, flying with one sword strike, and kill his five great Protectors with one sword strike—this is the Dharma Image Realm?

At the very least, it's the Primal Chaos Realm!

Or even higher!

"The Wang family... the Wang family has ruined me!!!"

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain spat out a mouthful of blood, not knowing if it was from being injured by Luo Qingyue or being angered by Wang Zhenshan.

He struggled to crawl up, ignoring the injury on his chest, and knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Fairy, spare my life! Fairy, spare my life!"

"I am willing to offer my Soul Seal and from now on pledge loyalty to the Fairy, serving as a beast of burden for the Fairy!"

Luo Qingyue looked at him, her cold eyes devoid of any ripples.

"Offer a Soul Seal?"

She spoke softly, her tone indifferent.

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Offer the Soul Seal! I am willing to offer my Soul Seal and from now on pledge loyalty to the Fairy!"

A light flashed from his forehead, and a Soul Seal floated out, hovering in front of Luo Qingyue.

Luo Qingyue glanced at that Soul Seal, her expression indifferent.

"Someone of your caliber is worthy of pledging loyalty to the Young Master?"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved it.

The sword light swept across!

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain's pupils shrank: "You—!!!"

"Puchi!"

A head soared into the sky!

Blood sprayed wildly, splashing all over the ground!

The Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain's headless corpse swayed, then crashed onto the ground with a thud, his eyes still wide open even in death.

He, a dignified seventh-level Void Tempering expert, who had dominated the Tiannan Mountains for hundreds of years, and was even a powerhouse in the entire Southern Territory, had voluntarily offered his Soul Seal, only to be rejected as "unworthy"?

Also, who exactly is that "Young Master"?!

Luo Qingyue stood with her sword sheathed, her white clothes like snow, not a drop of blood on them.

She turned around and looked at those trembling Blood Crow Mountain Disciples on the plaza.

The remaining few Dharma Image Realm and dozens of Huahong Realm Cultivators were all collapsed on the ground, their faces pale, their bodies trembling.

They had seen every bit of the scene just now.

The Old Ancestor was killed with one sword strike!

The five great Protectors were killed instantly with one sword strike!

Wang Zhenshan was flicked to death with one finger!

This white-clad woman is not a human at all; she is a devil!

"Fairy, spare my life! Fairy, spare my life!"

"We are innocent! We were all forced by the Old Ancestor of Blood Crow Mountain!"

"We beg the Fairy to show mercy! We are willing to leave Blood Crow Mountain, hide our identities from now on, and never do evil again!"

Over a hundred people knelt down in unison, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Luo Qingyue looked at them, her eyes devoid of any ripples.

The sword light shone!

Like moonlight pouring down, like the Milky Way rushing backward!

An incomparably sharp sword ray swept across; wherever it passed, blood light suddenly appeared!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

One head after another soared into the sky!

One headless corpse after another crashed to the ground!

Screams, pleas for mercy, and cries rang out in a chorus, but soon returned to silence.

A moment later.

There was not a single living person left on the plaza.

Over a hundred corpses lay scattered, blood pooling into streams, flowing along the gaps in the stone slabs, the entire plaza stained scarlet.

A thick, bloody stench permeated the night sky, nauseating.

Luo Qingyue stood with her sword sheathed, her white clothes like snow, cold and ethereal.

She looked down at the corpses covering the ground, her eyes devoid of any ripples.

Of these people, whose hands hadn't been stained with the blood of innocents?

They deserved to die.

She swept her gaze over the entire Blood Crow Mountain once more.

After confirming there were no survivors, she raised her hand and waved it.

A sword light shot into the sky, transforming into a sky full of sword rain, pouring down onto the buildings throughout Blood Crow Mountain!

"Rumble—"

The blood-colored palace collapsed!

Side halls, chambers, martial arts arenas, the Scripture Pavilion... building after building collapsed with a roar in the sword rain, turning into ruins.

Flames shot into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

Luo Qingyue stood in front of the ruins, her white clothes fluttering, cold as a Fairy.

She glanced at the burning Blood Crow Mountain and turned to leave.

Her figure flashed, and she disappeared into the night.