I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

The attack paused mid-air, becoming a dud and retracting. Xie Chuxue's lips suddenly curled up, and a chaotic curse seal formed in his palm, which he then split in two.

He told Ye Qiao to keep an eye on things, and Ye Qiao instinctively stood up straight.

Enveloped by the aura of the Fusion Realm, the chaotic curse seal was separated and fell into the beast horde. She subconsciously hugged the shrunken KFC that had suddenly flown into her arms after sensing the danger.

The terrifying spiritual pressure froze countless demon beasts and demon kings in place. Then, the man and the two beasts witnessed hundreds of demon beasts exploding in front of them. Ye Qiao quickly pulled out an umbrella-shaped magic artifact to block the dripping blood from the air.

The self-destruction of a monster would probably be a similar scene, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the one-sided slaughter leaving the scene deathly silent.

The blood-soaked cries of the demonic beasts were completely suppressed. Before the countless demonic beasts could self-destruct, Xie Chuxue smiled and threw down countless curse seals, killing them in advance.

He even shamelessly said, "You should thank me, after all, self-destruction will annihilate even your soul."

Those who are killed will retain their souls.

Some of the demonic beasts were reduced to puddles of mud under the curse seal, their severed limbs and broken arms filled with the scorching smell of the curse seal. The demon kings' smug smiles froze on their faces.

They only saw a blinding white light explode, and everyone was swept up in this chaotic carnage.

Holy crap.

Regardless of what level one must be to cause millions of corpses, is it possible for a righteous path to be this terrifying and bloody?

Even the Demon Lord didn't kill them right away.

Perhaps the Demon Lord was hesitant to attack them, but that's not important. The key point is that Ye Qiao had never seen such a vicious curse mark before.

A one-sided massacre, utterly irrational, was something Xie Chuxue demonstrated with her strength. Under the absolute suppression of cultivation level, numbers were meaningless.

"...What exactly is Junior Uncle's cultivation level?" Ye Qiao almost knelt down before her Junior Uncle. She couldn't help but think of the Demon Emperor. She wasn't sure if Xie Chuxue was warning her to make sure she understood the absolute gap between cultivation levels.

After all, just as Xie Chuxue slaughtered the demonic beasts, the Demon Emperor could kill them with ease.

"Your martial uncle is at the Nascent Soul stage, right?" The young prince, well-informed, whispered to her, "Only a realm below the Tribulation Transcending stage. So, who exactly is spreading rumors that your Changming Sect is weak?"

A senior disciple of a sect is actually at the Integration Stage. In other sects, that level of strength would be enough for him to become the sect leader.

"I don't know." Ye Qiao was even more confused than him. She pondered for a moment, "We used to discuss together what kind of background our junior uncle had. He seemed very mysterious. But after spending a lot of time together, we all agreed that he was just an unemployed bum who was living off his savings."

As for what realm they were at, they never imagined it would be the Integration Stage.

Unemployed vagrant Xie Chuxue: "..."

He felt that this little brat was becoming increasingly disrespectful.

The elderly father, Xie Chuxue, sighed. There was an isolation array above her head, and blood kept falling. Before her was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He tossed her a mustard seed bag with a calm expression throughout.

Ye Qiao quickly caught it and stood up straight like a primary school student, "Junior Uncle".

She thought it would be a lecture or a warning, but this time it was different. Xie Chuxue didn't say anything, but silently left a talisman in her palm.

Ye Qiao was quite surprised that she wasn't scolded. She shook her burning palm and asked curiously, "Junior Uncle, what's this?"

"Something that can save your life in a critical moment."

Xie Chuxue had to ensure Ye Qiao's safety and get to her as quickly as possible. In other words, if Ye Qiao really lost, he could take her away.

Or take the Demon Emperor with you to die.

Monsters can self-destruct, and so can cultivators. In any case, Xie Chuxue had lived enough. If he couldn't break through this damned cycle of reincarnation, he would rather die.

"Xie Chuxue, you really go to extremes." A soul floated out, it was his artifact spirit.

The Minsheng Brush is Xie Chuxue's natal magical artifact. Strictly speaking, it was a gift from his master when he became an apprentice.

Those like the Demon Lord are so arrogant that they don't need swords to assist them. If a Demon Lord even cares about magical artifacts, he wouldn't turn a blind eye to the traitor, Bujianjun.

In principle, all disciples of the five sects should have a formal apprenticeship ceremony, but the Changming Sect is really short of resources, so among all the direct disciples, only Mu Chongxi had such a ceremony.

After all, since the living person with innate sword bones didn't go to the Sword Sect but went to their sect, even if Qin Fanfan was stingy, she still had to give out a spiritual weapon to win the other party's heart.

None of the other four had this honor.

Xie Chuxue's fingertips swiftly spun along the brushstrokes, and countless talismans floated in the air, turning into white and connecting one after another in a continuous rotation, sealing off the entire space.

It's not a domain, but it's a space that has been completely opened up.

"I think it would be better if you faced the Demon Emperor with her?" The spirit scratched its head.

Xie Chuxue: "Huh? I'm not her dad!!"

Although he sometimes puts himself in the mindset of an old father looking after his daughter, it doesn't mean he will help her solve everything. Moreover, Xie Chuxue, as a talisman cultivator, cannot deal with the Demon Emperor. All he can do is assist Ye Qiao from the side. But from beginning to end, Ye Qiao has never shown any intention of asking for his help. Obviously, she does not need him in her plan.

Xie Chuxue didn't say anything, but just smiled and watched her leave.

For Ye Qiao, fighting someone at the level of a Demon Emperor would be more beneficial than harmful.

Many of her protégés and rivals either lacked the necessary skill or resources to compete with Ye Qiao. Sometimes, she would win easily without even knowing how to use many of her resources.

Only those who are far superior to her can make her unleash all her resources for a proper fight.

He was looking forward to her growth this time.

Minsheng muttered, "Are you really this gentle with Mingxuan?" Of all his disciples, Mingxuan was the one he personally taught. If Mingxuan saw this, he would cry, absolutely.

Xie Chuxue immediately retorted loudly, "Can sons and daughters be treated the same?"

Minsheng's pen immediately started beeping even louder than his: "? Then why do you still say you're not her father?!"

The words "old father" are practically etched onto his forehead!

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There will be a 10,000-word update tomorrow.