71: The Demon Harp's infamous reputation

At this, Xianyu Tong's expression changed completely.

He was now severely injured, and extracting the Soul Severing Nail required a lot of Internal Energy; he simply couldn't hold on.

If he tried to pull it out by force, he likely wouldn't survive.

But he didn't want to die without heirs either.

"Fine, today I admit defeat," Xianyu Tong said, taking a deep breath.

Immediately, Xianyu Tong approached Zhang Wuji, staring at him with a gloomy face.

"Zhang Wuji, today I didn't lose because of strength, but because of your backing."

"However, I am also curious how long you can keep The Golden Lion King hidden."

"Now, I want you to make an oath."

"Otherwise, even if I have to risk my family's destruction, I will drag you down with me," Xianyu Tong said, glaring at Zhang Wuji.

"What oath do you want me to take?" Zhang Wuji frowned as he looked at Xianyu Tong.

"I want you to swear that you will never reveal news of The Golden Lion King in this life. If you violate this, may heaven and earth destroy you, and may you die a miserable death," Xianyu Tong grinned hideously.

"Bastard! Despicable! Xianyu Tong, do you have no shame?" Yin Liting cursed angrily.

"Haha... I'm about to die anyway, why should I care about shame?"

"Zhang Wuji, aren't you willing to die to keep The Golden Lion King's secret?"

"Then making this oath shouldn't be much of a problem, right?" Xianyu Tong sneered.

"Fine, I swear..." Zhang Wuji said, taking a deep breath.

"Haha... Good, good..."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's oath, Xianyu Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The next moment, he circulated his Internal Energy and acted like lightning, pinching the Soul Severing Nail with two fingers.

Gritting his teeth, he began to extract the Soul Severing Nail.

As the Soul Severing Nail was pulled out bit by bit, Xianyu Tong's face turned from pale to sallow, and blood began to seep from the corners of his mouth.

Once the Soul Severing Nail was completely removed, Xianyu Tong spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight backward.

"Master..."

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

Xianyu Tong's eyes were wide with rage as he stared at the ceiling. Though his heart was filled with resentment, there was nothing he could do.

In this way, Xianyu Tong died with his eyes open.

"Good, very good. Eldest Martial Brother, the grudge between the Sect and the Huashan Sect is now settled."

"Let's go..." The Two Elders of Mount Hua endured the pain of losing their brother and left the Bright Summit with Xianyu Tong's corpse.

"Hey, why are you just leaving like this? If you leave, what about us?"

The third of the Seven Elders of Kongtong panicked as he watched the Huashan Sect and the Shaolin Temple depart.

The Six Major Sects were supposed to attack the Bright Summit, and it looked like they were about to take it. Why were they all leaving?

If you all leave, how are we supposed to deal with these people?

It would be one thing if it were just Zhang Wuji, but now there's even a Tang Hao.

This guy has an even more formidable weapon in his hands, the heavenly demon zither.

Who could withstand that thing?

Didn't you see? He took out two people in just two moves: the Huashan Sect Leader Xianyu Tong and the Emei Sect Head Abbess Miejue.

Those were Grandmaster-level Masters, yet they were taken out so effortlessly in a single move.

Although their Kongtong Sect was slightly stronger than the Huashan Sect, they were definitely not as powerful as the Shaolin Temple.

Even the Shaolin Temple backed down; what were they to do?

However, it would have been better if he hadn't spoken; as soon as he did, the people of the Huashan Sect left even faster.

"Big brother, what should we do?" The Third Elder of Kongtong looked at his eldest brother.

"What can I do? Even the Shaolin Temple backed down; we are even less of a match for this Tang Hao," the eldest of Kongtong said with a dark expression.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get out of here quickly! If Tang Hao gets upset and finds us eyesores, and hits us with that Eight Tones Piercing Heart, we'll really be finished," the eldest of Kongtong said irritably.

As it turns out, there are many clever people in this world. How could someone become a Sect Head without knowing how to judge the situation?

People like Nickname and Xianyu Tong were those with an obsessive confidence in their own strength.

Abbess Miejue, relying on the Sharp Weapon in her hand like the heavenly sword, was arrogant and filled with hostility. In her years of power, who knows how many people she had killed.

From how she could kill her own Disciples with a single palm strike without hesitation, one could see she was absolutely a ruthless old woman.

Now look, she's brought about her own death.

As for Xianyu Tong, his situation was similar to Abbess Miejue's, but he relied more on schemes and was skilled at using hidden weapons to harm others.

Many Masters had died at his hands over the years, which caused his ego to swell. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to provoke and threaten Duan Zhengchun after seeing Nickname's death.

"That's it? No, is this the backbone of you so-called famous Righteous Path Sects?"

"Is it really that worthless? Or are you only good at picking on the weak?" Duan Zhengchun looked at the departing people from the Huashan Sect and Kongtong Sect with a strange expression.

As for the people from the Shaolin Temple, they were probably almost at the foot of the mountain by now.

The more one understood the heavenly demon zither, the more one realized its terror. That was why Great Master Kongwen still chose to bow his head under those circumstances.

A wise man submits to circumstances; if it were a matter of martial arts skills, he wouldn't fear anyone present.

But this heavenly demon zither wasn't about martial arts skills at all; its attacks were impossible to guard against.

Moreover, it was unpredictable; often, you wouldn't even know you'd been hit.

That was its true horror.

Furthermore, he needed to send this news back to the Shaolin Temple immediately.

With the heavenly demon zither reappearing in the world, the Jianghu would inevitably descend into conflict again.

When that time came, even the Shaolin Temple might not be able to stay out of it.

"Senior Brother, why are we leaving? We were about to succeed. If we go back like this, won't all our efforts be in vain?" Kongxing said with a frown.

He had wanted to use the Dragon Claw Hand to teach Zhang Wuji a good lesson, but he hadn't expected the kid to be so weak.

To think he could be outschemed by that old fellow Xianyu Tong.

He thought the boy was powerful, but in the end, his life was still in someone else's hands.

If not for Eldest Martial Brother's firm attitude, Zhang Wuji would have surely died today.

"Sigh... You don't understand the terror of the heavenly demon zither."

"Do you think Abbess Miejue's fate was the worst it could do?"

"No, those who understand the heavenly demon zither will steer clear whenever they encounter it."

"If he were to start a slaughter, there wouldn't be enough of us for him to kill."

"Do you think the words 'heavenly demon zither' are just a simple name?"

"Do you know what the previous owner of the heavenly demon zither was called?" Great Master Kongwen said with a solemn expression.

"What?" Kongxing frowned.

"The Six-Fingered Demonic Zitherist. From ancient times to the present, no one who can be called a 'demon' is mediocre."

"We need to go back and discuss a strategy with several Junior Martial Uncles and Senior Martial Uncles. With the heavenly demon zither appearing, the Martial Forest will surely be in turmoil."

"The emergence of the heavenly demon zither will also attract the covetous eyes of various forces wanting to seize it."

"As the leader of the Righteous Path, the Shaolin Temple absolutely cannot sit by and watch such a thing happen," Great Master Kongwen said solemnly.

Hearing his Senior Brother's words, Kongxing finally realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

"Senior Brother, is this heavenly demon zither really as terrifying as you say?" Kongxing asked again.

"The heavenly demon zither is far more terrifying than you or I can imagine." After Kongwen finished speaking, he pressed his palms together and couldn't help but chant a Buddhist invocation.