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It was a head with eyes wide open in death, twisted in agony.
"Uncle-Master!" Ji Lian covered her mouth, while Zhao Ye gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly they crackled.
Dai Wanghuan, holding back his inner grief, stepped forward and shielded his junior brother and sister behind him.
He took a step forward and looked up at the figure on the hillside.
The man was dressed in a gray robe, with a towering stature and robust muscles; his hands and face were smeared with a bit of crimson blood.
What was most peculiar were the man's eyes.
His pupils were constricted to pinpoints, but his sclera were excessively white.
Being watched by those eyes felt like having a sharp weapon pressed against one's skin, a strong sense of threat penetrating the marrow, making it difficult to summon even the slightest desire to resist.
He was Xie Linyuan, an elder of the Demon Illusion Sect.
"My Lingxiu Sect has no grudges with your Demon Illusion Sect. Our waters do not offend your river, so why exterminate us to the last?" Dai Wanghuan took a deep breath, took down the long sword hanging at his waist, and held it in his hand. At this moment, he was prepared for death, but he still wanted to understand the reason before his demise.
"Our waters do not offend your river..." Xie Linyuan, as if hearing some joke, shook his head and chuckled, then retorted, "Since when has my Demon Illusion Sect needed a reason to kill?"
"Very good! Very good indeed!" Dai Wanghuan's eyes instantly filled with crimson blood vessels.
"I'll hold him back; you two seize the chance to escape!" He sent a message to his junior brother and sister, and before waiting for a reply, he lightly touched the ground with his foot, longsword held horizontally, and fiercely thrust toward Xie Linyuan on the hillside.
In the sunset—
It was clear to see that wisps of white Qi were entwined around Dai Wanghuan's longsword.
The sword, seemingly stable, was in fact vibrating at an extremely high frequency due to a special force. Coupled with the Lingxiu Sect's transmitted movement technique, when exerting full force, one could even vanish from an opponent's sight, possessing a strong capability for sudden assassination.
This is the realm of Heavenly Deceit!
To the two of them, such methods seemed undoubtedly divine and demonic.
No longer able to muster any thought of resistance, they were filled with fear and turned to flee into the mountains and forests.
But on the hillside, Xie Linyuan merely waved his hand forward. The shattered blade fragments, screeching, shot out instantly, piercing through both their hearts, the back of their heads, and other vital areas.
They took a few slow steps forward, then collapsed just the same, a pool of fresh blood gradually gathering beneath them, mirroring the sky.
Xie Linyuan closed his eyes, his face showing an obsessed look.
The scent of blood, revolting to ordinary folks, was like a rich and mellow liquor to his senses.
This was because Heavenly Deceit Realm experts, while their senses are enhanced, are also disturbed by the Immortal Heavens. One second, you see a charming girl, the next, she transforms into a peeled and oozing ghost. You think you're enjoying a delicious meal, but your mouth feels as if it's chewing on rotten, stinking raw meat.
Only when fully immersed in the act of killing and taking another's life.
The chaotic senses could then regain some calmness.
Finding temporary relief.
The rustling of footsteps came, and Xie Linyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked toward the sound.
Stealthily approaching from the dense forest was an outer sect disciple with a slight impression on him.
Upon seeing Xie Linyuan, the disciple immediately knelt down, weeping and beating his head on the ground incessantly, "Elder, you must avenge our brothers and sisters."
"What happened?" Xie Linyuan asked in surprise.
Pang Shan was extremely powerful, Mu Yuyan excelled in schemes, and with the monster Lian Shan, these three together should not encounter any accidents in Baihua County.
Zhao Youzhi recounted everything he had seen, but as he spoke, blood began to seep from his mouth and nose, and his face swelled into a frightful shade of purple. Xie Linyuan merely glanced at him and knew that this disciple's internal organs had been corroded by fungal toxins beyond saving, not even by a god.
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