Lord Sixth was a pitiful person.
Back then, he used to be a heaven's chosen like Old Master Seventh. Originally, it was impossible for his cultivation to stop at the Nascent Soul stage. However, at the most critical moment of his life, his beloved dao companion, his junior sister, died.
She died to save him.
This filled Lord Sixth's heart with such endless sorrow and regret that he went crazy. It was not easy for him to get through that period of time. He then pulled himself together and placed all his hopes on the child left behind by his deceased wife.
His son did not let him down. He cultivated diligently and was even more talented. This made the sorrow in Lord Sixth's heart gradually settle down, and there seemed to be hope in his life again.
However, fate was sometimes so cold. His beloved son had gone missing on a training trip.
The shattering of the life slip let him know that his beloved son had died.
To Lord Sixth, this was no less of a blow than the death of his dao companion. What caused him to feel even more depressed was that after searching for so many years, he still hadn't been able to find any clues.
With that, Lord Sixth couldn't even go crazy and became dejected. He was drunk all day long and would cry bitterly from time to time.
Back then, everyone in the Seven Blood Eyes had witnessed this scene. However, it was difficult for them to comfort him. They could only sigh.
Later, Xu Qing had unintentionally found that clue. It was also the reason why Xue Lianzi had agreed to let Lord Sixth take action even though they were at war with the Sea Corpse Race.
It was also the reason why Lord Sixth treated Xu Qing differently.
Everything that happened after that was also developing in a good direction. The Seven Blood Eyes successfully became a major sect and joined the Alliance, moving from the Nanhuang Continent to the Yinghuang Province.
Over here, Lord Sixth felt much more at ease. All of his energy was placed on the Seven Blood Eyes. At the same time, he also silently paid attention to Xu Qing, waiting for the moment when he was needed to repay the favor.
He had even prepared for that time.
But now… everything had turned into smoke.
Lord Sixth had fallen.
His death shocked the Seven Blood Eyes to the extreme.
This was because in the battle with the Sea Corpse Race two years ago, although the Seven Blood Eyes had suffered many casualties, no Nascent Soul Peak Lord had fallen.
In fact, for nearly two hundred years, under the leadership of Xue Lianzi and the planning of Old Master Seventh later on, the Seven Blood Eyes had risen to prominence. During this period, not a single Nascent Soul cultivator had died.
The last time a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator died was two hundred years ago when the Seven Blood Eyes had a fierce battle with the Sea Corpse Race.
In that battle, the Sea Corpse Race almost reached the Seven Blood Eyes' territory. When the previous ancestor was seriously injured and most of the peak lords died, Xue Lianzi, who had traveled for many years and had been forgotten by many, returned.
He displayed the Perfected Spirit Repository cultivation base and resolved the crisis of the Seven Blood Eyes.
From then on, he controlled the Seven Blood Eyes.
After that, the Seven Blood Eyes slowly developed, and Nascent Soul cultivators gradually appeared. However, it was very difficult for most cultivators to reach the Nascent Soul realm.
Hence, after so many years, there were only a few of them. Among them, the First and Fourth Peak Lords were seniors of the previous generation, and the remaining five were cultivators who had advanced in the past two hundred years.
Old Master Seventh and Lord Sixth had entered the sect in the same batch. They were also geniuses who had once competed with each other.
At this moment, he could only watch as Lord Sixth's headless corpse fell from midair, collapsing inch by inch until it turned into a tragic rain of blood that rained down on the Seven Blood Eyes. Old Master Seventh' eyes turned a rare shade of red.
He was not a god. He could not calculate everything!
It was the same for Xue Lianzi.
They had predicted that the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect would be a hidden danger. They had predicted that the Alliance Leader's attitude would be ambiguous. They had predicted that there might be a crisis to the sect. They had also calculated the possibility of betrayals.
As for the betrayals, there was a certain chance that it would involve Illuminate.
Old Master Seventh had already calculated all of this, and had even made many preparations in advance. The Taboo of the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect descending on their land had actually been within the expectations of Xue Lianzi and Old Master Seventh.
Therefore, they followed their previous plan and used this opportunity to suppress the Soaring Cloud Taboo. Their goal was to plunder it reasonably and turn it into the foundation of their sect.
However… they could not calculate that Illuminate's strength was vastly different from what they knew.
It wasn't Old Master Seventh and Xue Lianzi's fault. In fact, it wasn't just them. All of the factions in the Yinghuang Province had miscalculated Illuminate. They were still stuck in their previous understanding.
They did not know that Illuminate had become different because of the arrival of a person.
That figure who killed Lord Sixth actually showed the combat strength of Nihility. This was not recorded in the intelligence of any factions.
Furthermore, it was obvious that this was all premeditated and a targeted attack. The other party seemed to have come here to kill Lord Sixth. He had even displayed some unknown methods that caused all of Lord Sixth's defenses and life-saving treasures to be suppressed, making it difficult for them to take effect. His goal was to kill him in one blow.
In fact, that was indeed the case. The figure's mission here was Lord Sixth.
When he saw Xu Qing, he only waved his sleeve and didn't pay much attention to him.
Because Xu Qing wasn't his mission.
There was no need to use a saber to kill a chicken. It was fine if the chicken ran away. Compared to the gains from killing Xu Qing, he was more concerned about completing his master's mission. Hence, he went all out against Lord Sixth.
After killing Lord Sixth, he took his head and left in an instant. He didn't do anything else.
Old Master Seventh was trembling as he looked at the departing figure. The blood-colored light in his eyes distorted everything around him. Even the Seven Blood Eyes was shaking, but he had no choice but to suppress his fury.
That was because he couldn't leave now. He still had to suppress the Taboo of the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect with the ancestor. If they left, the failure of the plan was secondary. The eruption of the Taboo would severely damage the sect.
Xue Lianzi's eyes were also filled with grief as he turned and roared, unleashing all of his power to suppress the Taboo of the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect. The other peak lords were trembling in disbelief as they watched Lord Sixth's corpse transform into a rain of blood.
The Golden Core Dao Protectors and the disciples of the various peaks who remained at the sect were all dejected, especially the highnesses of the Sixth Peak. Their bodies trembled as they let out heart-wrenching screams.
However, it was useless.
When the ancestors of the other sects saw what was happening, their expressions turned extremely grave.
Many of them performed incantation gestures at the same time, causing the Alliance's grand formation to transform into a sealing formation. Even the Alliance Leader's face in the sky was filled with an unprecedented grimness. After looking at the Seven Blood Eyes, he looked at the city of the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect.
Their gazes all landed on the roof of a building.
The sky distorted, and all of the Alliance ancestors, with the exception of Xue Lianzi, appeared. Their terrifying pressure locked down on the roof.
The killing intent was so dense that cracks appeared around the building. It was as if the space there was about to collapse.
On this roof, there was a black-robed man wearing a mask of the fragmented face of the god. He had his hands behind his head and was lying on the roof. He was looking at the Saintly Star father and son duo in the sky.
At that moment, the air beside him distorted, and Night Dove's figure appeared. He stood silently by the side, and in his right hand… he held a head that was still dripping with blood.
Lord Sixth's eyes remained open even at his death.
"Master, the meeting gift for the Seven Blood Eyes has been delivered," Night Dove said respectfully. Although the ancestors of the Alliance had locked onto him with intense killing intent and pressure, his voice didn't change at all. He didn't care about the outside world at all.
In his eyes, there was only his master.
"This performance is a little ordinary." The young voice sounded indifferent.
"Yes, Master. Shall I retrieve the mask?" Night Dove asked in a low voice.
"There's no need. Although the performance was average, it was still a performance." The young man sat up and looked in the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes. He smiled and stood up.
"The performance is over. Let's go," the young man said as he stepped down from the roof and walked down the street.
The space around them cracked open due to the pressure from the ancestors staring at them from the sky. The ground was the same. The area caved in unnaturally, and terrifying sounds of collapse could be heard.
Killing intent converged from all directions, affecting the weather, causing snowflakes to form in midair and fall.
At the same time, the suppressive power that filled the area became stronger and stronger. It seemed to be able to freeze everything and make people unable to move forward.
However, the masked young man's footsteps were steady. Even though he was locked onto by the Alliance's experts, even though the sky had a second stage Nihility expert like the Alliance Leader, he was still relaxed.
It was as if all of this meant nothing to him. No one could stop him from going wherever he wanted to go. It was the same when he wanted to leave.
Night Dove silently followed behind him. The head he held in his hand had almost completely bled out, and only one or two drops would occasionally fall to the ground, dying the ground with a shocking red color.
At this tense moment, the black-robed young man walked in front and passed by a candied fruit stall.
The mortals here had long since left. Half of the Soaring Cloud City was empty, and many items had been scattered around in a hurry.
The young man looked at the candied hawthorns with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. He walked over and picked one up.
"Brother likes it."
The candied hawthorn was red, the same color as the blood dripping from Lord Sixth's head.
When they saw this person's actions, the expressions of the ancestors in the sky became even more solemn.
From the moment these two people appeared, the level of this matter had already risen to an extremely high level.
At this time, the Seven Blood Eyes successfully suppressed the Taboo of the Soaring Cloud Sword Sect. In the next moment, Old Master Seventh and Xue Lianzi charged over from the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes.
Up in the sky, the Alliance Leader's eyes were cold as he spoke.
"Illuminate, are you trying to start an all-out war with our Eight Sects Alliance?!"
When the young man heard this, he raised his head and looked at the sky. He chuckled.
"Night Dove."
"Yes, sir!" Night Dove said as he pulled out a simple-looking wooden box. Night Dove gently opened its lid.
A beam of light suddenly shot out from the wooden box!
The light was colorless and shapeless. It could not be seen, but it could be sensed. As soon as it appeared, the sky changed color, the ground rumbled, the Forbidden Sea roared, and the sun and moon lost their color!
Be it mortals, disciples, or ancestors, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Because that light… was the gaze of the fragmented-face of the god when He opened His eyes!!
