536: Chapter 536 To demonstrate their loyalty, they even went so far as to commit massacres.

The leaders of the small Sects, whose highest Cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul Peak, were no match for Old Monsters in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage like Yun Hezi.

But they weren't willing to give up just like that; after all, the Spiritual Veins and resources here were things they had occupied with great difficulty.

"Yun Hezi, hasn't your Hehuan Sect already been destroyed? Why have you returned?"

One Sect Head said, bracing himself.

Yun Hezi sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Who said the Hehuan Sect was destroyed? Our Sect Leader Xiao, Xiao Nianyin, has broken through to the True Immortal Realm! Both the Tianshu Sword Sect and the Tianyan Sect have been wiped out by us!

If you know what's good for you, get lost now!

Otherwise, once our Sect Leader Xiao arrives, you won't be able to leave even if you wanted to!"

That Sect Head's face turned deathly pale.

He had naturally heard of Xiao Nianyin's exploits—taking down those at the Saint Realm Peak with a single palm strike was no joke.

But he was still unwilling to give up and asked again, "You... you are no longer people of the Hehuan Sect!

You betrayed the Hehuan Sect! What right do you have to stand up for them?"

Yun Hezi's expression changed slightly, followed by an explosion of shame and anger: "Nonsense! When did we ever betray the Hehuan Sect? We were just... just out traveling for experience temporarily!

Now that we've returned, we're going to clean house for the Hehuan Sect!

You villains who loot while the house is on fire, if you don't get lost, don't blame us for being impolite!"

The several Sect Heads exchanged glances; though they were afraid, they were unwilling to leave so dejectedly.

They had the numbers; perhaps they could hold out until the actual Hehuan Sect people arrived? They didn't know that the Disciples behind Yun Hezi were already starting to get restless.

"Since you refuse to appreciate our kindness, then don't blame us for being ruthless!"

With a wave of Yun Hezi's hand, the Disciples behind him all brandished their Magical Artifacts in unison.

Battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Just then, a series of footsteps came from the distance.

Xu Ruyu was leading the members of the Hehuan Sect toward them.

Their figures appeared on the mountain path, their green robes snapping in the wind and white clothes fluttering, possessing an extraordinary Aura.

When Yun Hezi saw Xu Ruyu and Xiao Nianyin, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He knew that his chance to perform had come.

He had to seize this opportunity to let Xiao Nianyin see his 'loyalty.' Only then could he return to the Hehuan Sect and continue to enjoy those resources and status.

"Kill!"

He gave a loud shout and was the first to charge into the crowd of the small Sects.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi and Mingyuezi followed closely behind; the three of them were like three fierce tigers charging into a flock of sheep.

Yun Hezi struck out with a palm, sending one of the small Sect Heads flying.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, crashed to the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi pierced another Sect Head's throat with a sword; blood spurted out as the man's eyes widened, unable to believe he had died just like that.

Mingyuezi was even more ruthless, his hands waving repeatedly as streaks of spiritual power transformed into sharp blades, harvesting the lives of those Disciples.

While fighting, Yun Hezi used his peripheral vision to observe the reactions of Xu Ruyu and Xiao Nianyin.

He saw Xiao Nianyin stop her pace and stand there watching, which made his heart even more excited.

He wanted to perform even more bravely and loyally to show Xiao Nianyin his value.

"Kill! Leave none alive!" he roared sternly, his voice full of killing intent. "This is the consequence for daring to occupy our Hehuan Sect's ancestral land!"

He struck with a palm, shattering the skull of a Nascent Soul Stage Disciple.

With another kick, he sent a Golden Core Stage Cultivator flying; the man hit a stone tablet, which snapped, and the man died on the spot.

He was killing with gusto, covered in blood like a god of slaughter.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi was not to be outdone, his longsword dancing as Sword Qi crisscrossed the air.

Every strike took a life; the Disciples of those small Sects were like weeds before him, completely powerless to fight back.

He shouted while killing, "Sect Leader Xiao, rest assured, leave these pieces of trash to us! We'll clean them up for you!"

Mingyuezi was even more vicious, specifically targeting those who begged for mercy.

A young Disciple knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and crying out, "Spare me! Spare my life! I don't know anything, I just followed them here..."

Mingyuezi chopped off his head with a blade and sneered, "You don't know? You didn't know, yet you came to occupy our Hehuan Sect's land? You deserve to die!"

Screams, pleas for mercy, and wails blended together, echoing through the sky.

"Spare us! Spare our lives!"

"We were wrong! We'll leave right now!"

"Please stop killing! We surrender!"

Those people knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly as pleas for mercy rose one after another.

But Yun Hezi and the others ignored them completely, continuing the massacre.

Their eyes were red with slaughter, driven by the urge to perform and show their 'loyalty' to Xiao Nianyin.

They had gone mad with killing, seeing only trembling enemies and splashing blood.

A Sect Head knelt on the ground, crawled to Yun Hezi's feet, and grabbed his leg, crying, "Lord Yun Hezi, we were truly wrong.

We'll get out immediately. Please let us go, we have elderly and young ones at home..."

Yun Hezi kicked him away and sneered, "Elderly and young ones? When you were occupying our Hehuan Sect's ancestral land, why didn't you think about your elderly and young ones? Now you know how to beg for mercy? Too late!"

He struck down with his palm, the Sect Head's head shattered, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi also fought his way into the middle of the crowd, piercing one Disciple's heart with his sword and severing another's arm with the next strike.

The Disciple collapsed screaming, rolling on the ground while clutching his stump as blood gushed out.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi didn't even spare him a glance, continuing to kill the next person.

Mingyuezi was even more cruel; he grabbed a Disciple who was trying to escape, snapped his neck, and tossed him to the ground.

The Disciple's body twitched a few times and then stopped moving entirely.

In just the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, more than half of the two or three hundred people were killed, and the rest fled in a panic, not even daring to look back.

Bodies lay scattered everywhere on the ground, and blood gathered into small streams, staining the Bluestone floor in front of the mountain gate red.

The air was thick with a nauseating stench of blood.

Yun Hezi, covered in blood, stood amidst the pile of corpses and turned to look toward Xu Ruyu and Xiao Nianyin, his face wearing a smug smile.

Sect Leader Qing Fengzi and Mingyuezi also walked over, each of them panting for breath, but their eyes were filled with excitement.

They knew they had performed well and should be able to win Xiao Nianyin's favor.