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The top experts of the Five Great Saint Lands were not injured at all. Other than Zhao Yang who was injured, the other four people's clothes were still as bright as ever, and it was hard to tell how they looked like.

However, their disciples were different. Whether they died or were crippled, only their faces were covered with black ash. Other than moving their eyes to prove that they were humans, no matter which direction they looked from, they were nothing more than a large pile of human-shaped charcoal.

When Ling Xiao began to count, the people who had escaped were secretly rejoicing at their intelligence. At the same time, they were deeply shocked by Ling Xiao's incomparably powerful strength.

As for those people who had not left yet due to their posturing, they didn't know what to think about the parts of their hearts that had died. In any case, none of those who were still alive could be happy about it.

Ling Xiao had already given them ten seconds, but they did not escape. No wonder it was Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao had even told them with bloody facts that even if you wanted to act cool, you should not use your life to do so because there was only one life that you could not afford to harm.

Ling Xiao, who had not appeared until now, was their best example. She had blasted the entire surrounding mountains and grasslands into ruins, killing the disciples from the over a thousand Sacred Grounds to join in the fun, but she herself was still able to leave safe and sound.

One had to be like Ling Xiao. This was a painful lesson that many people learned afterwards in exchange for a lot of life and blood.

Those five from the Five Great Sacred Grounds strangely maintained their silence, not one of them spoke up first.

They felt that they had made the same mistake. Because they had been provoked by Ling Xiao, they did not discover the abnormality in time, allowing Ling Xiao to take advantage of it.

Actually, the method Ling Xiao used was very simple and it did not easily attract anyone's attention.

All the secrets were buried in those thousand bags of gunpowder.

Ling Xiao had buried countless pieces of talisman paper in those thousands of packets of gunpowder. No matter how shrewd Zhao Yan was, he never expected that there was still talisman paper buried under the ground.

The unactivated spell paper was like ordinary paper. Unless one personally opened the bag of gunpowder, no one would be able to discover the secret of these thousands of packets of gunpowder.

Zhao Yan brought thousands of packets of gunpowder to the arena as evidence and then hid them in his storage space. Without realizing it, he had installed a time bomb for himself.

Ling Xiao had been hiding far away. He had used hypnosis to control an unremarkable fellow in the arena as he watched and listened to the situation on stage.

As for the voice that reverberated in the empty space, Ling Xiao used the talisman from the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Technique to transmit her voice over. His people were not in Ten Thousand Bamboo City at all, so those fellows only searched Ten Thousand Bamboo City.

The last step was to complete the conversation that had provoked them. He borrowed the person he had hypnotized and immediately released the spiritual force that he had sealed inside the Soul Stone, igniting the talisman.

The talisman paper detonated the sealed storage space of Zhao Yan. It was like an explosive, uncontrollable explosion.

The one who died the most was Zhao Yan.

Thousands of packets of gunpowder exploded from his soul chain, enough to blow up the surrounding mountains to the point that he didn't even have a single strand of hair left.

Fortunately, with his warning, Zhao Yang activated his defensive magic treasure, allowing Zhao Yang, who was the closest to Zhao Yan, to remain unharmed.

The other four people were naturally faster. The moment something changed, they would immediately protect themselves, but they had actually forgotten to protect their disciples.

The so-called big figures were just selfish ghosts that did not care about their own disciples' lives.

Normally, no matter how loud one shouted and said how good one was to one's disciple, it couldn't compare to the reality of an emergency like today.

Some of the lucky survivors looked dejected, especially those who were disabled. They no longer had any hatred for Ling Xiao and had instead transferred it to their master or grandmaster.

At the very least, Ling Xiao had given them time to escape. And because many of them believed that their masters or grandmasters could protect them, they chose to stay behind. In the end, however, they suffered such a miserable fate.

This was another reason why the five of them had maintained their silence.

At the instant of the explosion, even they were unsure if the explosion created by Ling Xiao could harm them. Therefore, their first reaction was to protect themselves.

It was also because of the explosion of Ling Xiao that she had ripped off their false masks.

The surviving disciples didn't say anything either. While taking care of their injured comrades, they moved them to a better place to heal. After that, many of them went missing.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. They had been using the eyes of a deity to look at their master or grandmaster, only to discover that these deities were just illusions.

Therefore, they chose to leave. They would rather become a rogue cultivator than return to the sect.

Although the five of them saw this, they pretended not to see it.

Since they chose to leave, let's just assume that they died in the explosion.

The five of them were still high and mighty, unstoppable leaders of the Five Great Sacred Grounds.

Although today's matter had humiliated them, at the very least, they were still alive and well.

For a person as small as Ling Xiao, she could at most kill her own disciple to vent her anger. In front of his sacred and inviolable prestige, Ling Xiao did not even dare to show his face.

As they consoled themselves like this, they suddenly discovered that this consolation was truly too pale and powerless. Even they themselves refused to accept it.

This discovery made them incomparably furious. The first to break the silence was naturally Zhao Yang: "Ling Xiao, you killed my eldest son, and instigated my younger brother to split from me. If I, Zhao Yang, don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human!"

Wang Ze Yuan's face was full of malice: "Whoever insults me, I will kill!"

Shen Nanfeng was even angrier. His expression now was like a little girl being teased by Ling Xiao. He was furious and resentful as he said, "The hatred for the murder of his son is irreconcilable!"

Daoist Master Wu Jing shook his head and said with a sigh, "Injured innocent disciples of the Devil Sect. Everyone can be killed."

The Grand Clan Master did not speak, but her peculiar expression was sufficient to prove that her desire to kill Ling Xiao was not any weaker than theirs.

As long as they thought of Ling Xiao, who could not be any more insignificant in the past, they would be incomparably furious. Since this ant had bitten them, the elephant's reaction was naturally to trample this ant to death.

It was just that this ant was too powerful, to the point that it allowed five elephants to trample on its body at the same time.

Even if they had disagreements in the past, at this moment, the five of them were standing together for the same goal: to kill Ling Xiao at all costs!

Zhao Feng had already taken back his father's, Zhao Tian's, corpse and brought it back to the Zhao Family in the Ten Thousand Bamboo City. The person who came back with him was his brother, Zhao Kai.

Under the grieving cry of his mother, Zhao Feng personally put his father into the coffin.

His father had been a coward when he was alive, but before he died, he had been greatly angered, which was why he had taken back the lives of his family members.

As for his father's partner, Ling Xiao, she had indeed fulfilled his father's promise. However, it was all a little too late.

As Ling Xiao began to speak, Zhao Feng knew that Ling Xiao had started to make her move and would definitely succeed. This was a kind of crazy superstition Zhao Feng had towards Ling Xiao.

Therefore, Zhao Feng cleverly kept his father's corpse, took this opportunity to escape, and saved his life.

Zhao Feng did not hate Ling Xiao. What he hated was the brother behind him who had betrayed his father.

If it wasn't for Zhao Kai, his father wouldn't have been forced into a duel with his uncle.

As long as they were a little later, they would be able to push all their responsibilities to Ling Xiao. Their Zhao Family could definitely retreat without a hitch.

In this way, his father would not die.

"You caused father's death." Zhao Feng's tone was extremely cold. Even though he looked down on this big brother of his, he had never spoken to him in such a manner before.

Zhao Kai revealed a bitter smile, "I am a sinner, I am a beast, haha, hahaha. Father, your unfilial son has come back to apologize to you, and also came to accompany you! "

As he finished speaking, Zhao Kai pulled out a dagger and stabbed it towards his heart!

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