81: The protagonist's first kill, Han Feng's death

As the Heavenly Sword descended, the people fleeing below had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

Unlike those Supreme Realm powerhouses, these Mortals were already sliced into countless small pieces by the immense sword might before the sword even reached their heads, then turned into specks of dust.

Everyone died completely, not even a speck of them remained.

"Yesterday's Karma, today's retribution."

"Your Slash was fast, but not heavy enough."

"I took one of your Slash, and I also repaid one for you."

After doing all this, Jun Lingxiao immediately felt a few pounds lighter on his shoulders.

This was also why he didn't need any investigation or explanation, as there was no need to find any true culprits or masterminds.

Nor was there any need to investigate what happened inside or for what reason.

Anyway, they all had to die.

Only after all this did Jun Lingxiao look at Han Feng, whose eyes were wide open, as if he had only just noticed him.

"Oh, what were you saying just now?"

"Go back on my word?"

"Hmm... that's a new term."

"After all, I am the rule, and the rule is me, so how can there be any talk of going back on my word?"

As these words fell, An Luoxin covered her mouth and smiled, with a sense of accomplishment like 'my child has grown up'.

"You!!! I'll kill you!!!!"

Han Feng was enraged. He didn't care about anything else. After realizing he could move, he charged directly at Jun Lingxiao, intending to draw the sword in his hand and slash at Jun Lingxiao!

But then Han Feng froze. How could this sword... not be drawn?

In that fleeting moment of doubt, Su Lianxue's jade foot had already entered his line of sight.

The jade foot he had dreamt of possessing for so long finally landed on his face as he wished, kicking him flying.

Then, a clean and swift sword strike sealed his throat.

A generation's protagonist thus fell.

"Ding! Protagonist Han Feng... is dead."

"Reward settlement in progress... Settlement complete."

"Obtained 13650 harvest value, one treasure chest, and first kill destiny reward."

"Ding! The Shop System has been activated."

"Ding! Some items belonging to the protagonist [Han Feng] have been listed in the shop."

For now, he ignored the System prompts in his mind.

Han Feng's entire cultivation came from that small cauldron. Without the small cauldron, he was nothing more than the same useless person ( useless person, 'cripple' or 'useless person') he once was.

It was a pity, Jun Lingxiao had thought that as a protagonist, he would be something special, but in the end, he didn't even erupt when his family died. Only now, looking at Han Feng's unresigned expression, did he realize.

He was just an ordinary person with a bit of luck.

He had done so much for nothing, a waste of effort, truly dull and boring.

Knowing that the protagonist was just an ordinary person, he wouldn't need to go through so much trouble next time; he would just kill them and be done with it.

"It seems that protagonists are just like this. You couldn't even draw my sword that was hidden for five years, so what about his sword hidden for ten years?"

As Jun Lingxiao spoke, his spiritual power moved, and the iron sword returned to his hand. He shook off the bloodstains on it, looked at it for a while, and then...

He directly threw it towards the direction where the Han Family members were annihilated outside the main hall. A huge pit had appeared there due to the Heavenly Sword's descent, and this Heavenly Sword landed steadily within it.

Then, he made a sucking motion towards Han Feng's corpse, and a golden cauldron phantom landed in his hand.

"This is... the Supreme treasure that Guan Xue Holy Land was searching for earlier?"

Su Lianxue looked at this scene, somewhat dazed. So Han Feng had only recovered his cultivation by Fusing with such a Supreme treasure.

He hadn't revealed it until his death; he had never considered her one of his own... Thinking of this, Su Lianxue glanced at Han Feng's corpse, and the hint of guilt in her eyes vanished without a trace.

"How could an ordinary Slash destroy a remnant soul? It was a good plan."

"But unfortunately, it's useless against me."

Jun Lingxiao said indifferently as he looked at the golden small cauldron in his hand. Then, he squeezed it hard, and the small cauldron instantly exploded, accompanied by a sharp, mournful scream from within.

Subsequently, a drop of golden blood floated in his hand.

"This is... Emperor's essence blood?"

"This is a good thing. Could it be that Your Highness knew from the beginning that there was something inside this kid's body?"

"Of course, how could my Young Master be seen through by a brute like you?"

"Hey! I've noticed you always like to say that. Isn't your Young Master my Your Highness?"

"It's not the same."

"How is it not the same?"

The two began their familiar bickering again.

An Luoxin looked as if she couldn't be bothered to explain, while Jun Zizhuo pursued with an unconvinced expression.

As they talked, An Luoxin looked at the essence blood in Jun Lingxiao's hand and began to speak of serious matters.

"Young Master, Emperor's essence blood is indeed a good thing. This item even transcends the concept of blood; it is a manifestation of a Dao rhyme (Dao rhyme, 'Dao charm' or 'Dao rhythm'). Whether it's Fused into a weapon, armor, or refined by oneself, it brings immense benefits."

"I recommend refining it, as you might be able to comprehend a trace of its Law, which would be beneficial for achieving emperorship in the future."

At his current Realm, Jun Lingxiao certainly couldn't refine the Emperor's essence blood, but he didn't intend to.

The egg that originally belonged to Han Feng couldn't hatch, but now... he had an idea.

"No need, I have another use for this."

Having said that, Jun Lingxiao looked at Jun Zizhuo and instructed:

"Send people to investigate if there are any Han Family remnants that slipped through the net. Annihilate everyone who has even a slight connection."

"Leave no one alive."

Jun Zizhuo listened, nodded in agreement, and immediately ordered people to carry it out.

The Old Ancestor's teaching was to cut the grass and remove the roots. One could feel guilty for a lifetime, but one couldn't live in fear for a lifetime.

Jun Lingxiao didn't want to be living well in the Ten Directions Immortal Court in the future, only for a kid to suddenly appear with a group of people, shouting about friendship and righteousness, and charge at him.

The Holy Master also appeared at this opportune moment, acting as a lackey to deal with the ruins before them.

Collecting corpses, cleaning up.

And so, Han Feng's matter concluded.

Guan Xue Holy Land also became thoroughly famous throughout the Central Continent.

Everyone witnessed the sight that occurred in Guan Xue Holy Land. Not to mention those giant ships, just the descent of two Heavenly Swords alone awed everyone.

The threshold of Guan Xue Holy Land was worn out, with countless people coming, either admiring, clinging, or showing goodwill; in any case, it all meant the same thing.

They wanted to meet Jun Lingxiao, this distinguished person from the Upper Realm.

However, they couldn't meet him.

After all, with Han Feng's death, the Karma was settled, and he had no need to remain in this world.

Guan Xue Holy Land was a mess, so it was certainly not a place to sleep.

Therefore, he did not stay in Guan Xue Holy Land. That same night, Jun Lingxiao returned to the inn arranged by the Chu Family in Guan Nan City, planning to return to the Upper Realm after the egg hatched.

However, before Jun Lingxiao and his companions could even settle down, an uninvited group arrived at the inn.

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On the night of the same day.

Guan Xue Holy Land, Outer Sect Main Hall.

Half of the six thousand eight hundred long steps outside the hall had disappeared, and for several miles forward, it had become a deep pit.

The iron sword that Jun Lingxiao had thrown down during the day was firmly embedded in the center of the deep pit below the stone steps outside the main hall.

This area was even surrounded by a Formation, treated as a tourist attraction. The Holy Master would tell everyone that this was the work of that distinguished person, and similarly, there was an even larger deep pit next to it, formed by the crash of a giant ship.

A dark figure snuck into the Formation under the cover of night.

And early the next morning, someone discovered that the iron sword in the deep pit... had vanished.