Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Master Huanglong suddenly looked up, his eyes finally revealing fear. The Corrosive Essence Powder was a forbidden drug of the Cultivation Alliance. Once it entered the body, the primordial spirit would be devoured as if by ants.

It dissolves bit by bit from the inside out, a process a hundred times more painful than the Soul-Locking Needle, and it will cause the cultivator to completely lose their Dao foundation, leaving them with no chance of reincarnation.

"You...you will all die a horrible death..."

Master Huanglong let out a hoarse growl, his voice filled with despair.

Qinglongzi picked up the jade bottle, walked up to him, and pried open his chin to force-feed the medicine. Huanglong Zhenren struggled desperately, but was tightly bound by iron chains and could only watch helplessly as the dark green liquid approached his lips.

Just then, Master Huanglong suddenly started coughing violently, coughing so hard it felt like he was coughing up his internal organs.

Mixed in the coughing up blood and foam was a small piece of bone, which was the back tooth he had just bitten off.

"Want to commit suicide? Too late!"

Qinglongzi's eyes flashed with anger, and he pressed his fingers hard against Huanglong Zhenren's throat, forcibly preventing him from biting his tongue and shattering Huanglong Zhenren's teeth.

Blood trickled from the corner of Huanglong Zhenren's mouth, but his eyes suddenly became calm, even carrying a strange smile.

Looking at Qinglongzi, he said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Do you think... that I have really been the most ordinary Holy Lord in the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect all these years?"

Qinglongzi was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when he suddenly noticed that Huanglong Zhenren's body was starting to get hot, and there was a faint golden light flowing under his skin.

"Oh no! He's about to self-destruct his primordial spirit!"

The old man in the gray robe cried out in alarm and turned to run away.

Qinglongzi's expression also changed drastically. He did not expect that this person who had been tortured for two years would still have the power to self-destruct his primordial spirit.

The two men suddenly retreated, trying to use iron chains to lock Huanglong Zhenren's primordial spirit, but it was too late.

Before the golden light could even pierce through the skin and flesh, an aged voice boomed into the hall like a bell: "You want your primordial spirit to self-destruct? You really want to destroy the entire cultivation alliance!"

Before he finished speaking, the void suddenly twisted, and a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a gray robe appeared out of thin air.

The moment those eyes opened, the stench of blood throughout the hall melted away like ice and snow meeting a raging fire, and even the cold glint of the iron chains dimmed by a third.

It was Long Panzi.

Without even glancing at the panicked Azure Dragon Prince and the gray-robed old man, he merely raised his hand and made a feigned press towards the Yellow Dragon Immortal.

The golden light that was about to explode seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, instantly shrinking back into Huanglong Zhenren's body, and even the color of his skin faded a bit.

"puff--"

Master Huanglong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His self-destruction was forcibly forced back into his body, his meridians ruptured inch by inch, but he managed to preserve the last trace of his primordial spirit.

Looking up in disbelief at the old man whose portraits she had only seen in ancient books, she trembled and could not speak.

Long Panzi slowly withdrew his hand, and his wooden staff tapped lightly on the ground, causing Qinglongzi and the gray-robed old man to feel as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

He collapsed to his knees with a thud, his immortal power surging wildly within him, leaving him with no strength even to lift his head.

"When did it become your place to use banned drugs to extract confessions, according to the rules of the Cultivation Alliance?"

Long Panzi's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure as he said indifferently, "I have been asleep for two years, and the realm has become like this?"

Qinglongzi's face was deathly pale, his forehead pressed against the ground as he trembled and said, "Senior, this scoundrel colluded with the rebel Lin Che and hid a cultivator at the pinnacle of cultivation. He won't confess unless we use forbidden drugs..." "Confess?"

Long Panzi sneered, his gaze falling on Huanglong Zhenren, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes that had seen through the ways of the world.

“If he wanted to confess, why would you need to torture him? If he doesn’t want to talk, even if I did it myself, I might not be able to pry his mouth open.”

Long Panzi leaned down to look at Huanglong Zhenren, his wooden staff lightly tapping the iron chain on the other's collarbone.

With a few crisp "cracks," the black iron chains that had been binding them for two years shattered like rotten wood, revealing the festering wounds beneath.

"The people of the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect are tough as nails."

Long Panzi glanced at Huanglong Zhenren in front of him and said helplessly, "It's just a pity that he protected the wrong person."

Master Huanglong coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, breathing weakly: "Senior Long... Lin Che is not a traitor..."

"Whether it is or not is not for you to say."

Long Panzi interrupted him, but did not intend to kill him again. He simply said coldly to Qinglongzi, "Take him away and seal his primordial spirit with the 'Spirit-Locking Jade.' Do not use any more torture."

Qinglongzi dared not disobey, and quickly got up to call the gray-robed old man. The two of them carried the semi-conscious Huanglong Zhenren out. When they passed Longpanzi, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Only Long Panzi remained in the main hall. He stared at the bloodstains and broken chains on the ground, and with a light stroke of his wooden staff in the air, a fleeting afterimage appeared.

It was exactly how Lin Che looked two years ago when he razed the Yao family to the ground. The Seven-Colored Extreme Realm flowed around him, and the Void Sword slashed through the sky.

“Extreme Realm… Void Treasure…” Long Panzi muttered to himself, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He said indifferently, “Is what Venerable Feng couldn’t do back then going to be fulfilled in this junior?”

The wooden staff struck the ground again, the afterimage vanished, and the hall returned to deathly silence, leaving only his ambiguous sigh, which slipped out through the window cracks with the wind and drifted away to who knows where.

...............

Zhuque Star, Hengyue School.

Inside the magnificent main hall of the sect.

Zhang Kuang, the sect leader, looked at his disciples and sighed deeply, saying, "Recently, the Cultivation Alliance has been sanctioning our Vermilion Bird Star. If this continues, I'm afraid my Hengyue Sect will also face disaster."

Zhang Kuang gently rubbed his forehead, his gaze turning to Li Qiqing, the sixteenth generation Vermilion Bird Child, beside him. He said softly, "Brother Li, I wonder how you think this matter should be resolved, after all, our Cultivation Star belongs to the Cultivation Alliance..."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiqing tapped his fingertips heavily on the armrest of the sandalwood chair and said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhang, in terms of subordination, our Vermilion Bird Star is indeed under the jurisdiction of the Alliance, but their sanctions have already crossed the line."

"Last month they intercepted the spiritual energy of Vermilion Bird Star, and this month they sealed off the mines. They are clearly forcing us to choose sides, either hand over Lin Che's whereabouts or become sacrifices for them to intimidate other cultivation stars."

Li Qiqing rose and walked to the star chart hanging in the hall, pointing his finger at the position of the Vermilion Bird Star:

"The spiritual power of my Vermilion Bird Star is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be. If this continues, the cultivators of Vermilion Bird Star will really be unable to continue their cultivation."

"Yes, but there's nothing we can do. After all, this was a decision made by the Cultivation Alliance, and the Cultivation Crystal is still in our hands. If it falls into the hands of the Cultivation Alliance, we'll probably be completely destroyed..."

Zhang Kuang sighed, knowing that there was no way to salvage the situation. He could only wait for Senior Brother Lin Che to return to Hengyue Sect so that he could take charge of the overall situation.

Otherwise, with their strength, they simply wouldn't be able to withstand the attack from the Cultivation Alliance. (End of Chapter)