The Forsaken's Revenge-Chapter 512: Collapse

The void above the ancient city shattered! A man clad in golden armor and wielding a massive black axe tore through the rift. The golden-armored man glanced at Qing Yunzi and the others before raising his great axe and cleaving down!

SWISH! The expression on Qing Yunzi of the Qing Ming Sect changed drastically. Although his own cultivation level crushed that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, this man in golden armor before him had surpassed the late-stage!

BOOM! As the great golden axe descended, Qing Yunzi hastily summoned a defensive artifact to block it. He was sent flying by the thunderous impact, only stopping when he slammed against the ancient city wall. This time, however, he didn't collapse to the ground. He merely coughed a few times and steadied himself. But just as he got to his feet, the golden-armored man swung his axe down once more!

CLANG! With a sharp ring, Qing Yunzi was smashed to the ground again.

"Senior Brother!"

"We must help him!"

The other Qing Ming Sect cultivators cried out in alarm, preparing to rush forward and help Qing Yunzi fend off the golden-armored man's assault.

"Scram!" The golden-armored man grunted. A single, sweeping glare was enough to send Qing Yunzi, the middle-aged man in the purple robe, the woman in the silver robe, and the others flying.

HISS! The cultivators within the ancient city gasped. This golden-armored man was terrifying!

"Qingyang Swordmaster, think this through! You have already violated the rules set by the Cultivator Alliance!" The purple-robed man from the Qing Ming Sect scrambled to his feet. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he fixed a ferocious gaze on the golden-armored man and roared, "Form the array! Execute the traitor!"

"Yes, sir!" At once, the cultivators within the ancient city responded in unison.

"Heh!" The golden-armored man sneered, stepping forward and bringing his great axe down on Qing Yunzi!

CRACK! The slaughter formation deployed by the city's cultivators was shattered by that single blow!

WHOOSH! The Qingyang Swordmaster's figure blurred. In the blink of an eye, he was before Qing Yunzi, one foot stomping down on his chest and grinding him into the dirt!

"Ah!" Qing Yunzi screamed in agony!

"Qingyang Swordmaster, you animal! You should have known this day would come when you murdered our Master! We were always going to avenge him!" Qing Yunzi roared, his face contorted with rage.

"Heh heh." On Uranus, the Qingyang Swordmaster sneered. He lifted his foot and stomped down. The clothing on Qing Yunzi's chest exploded, baring his flesh.

RIP! Outside Uranus, wisps of Sword Intent began to materialize.

"You..." Qing Yunzi's eyes widened in terror!

CRACK! In the next instant, the protective Gang Qi around his body was ripped to shreds!

BANG! The Qingyang Swordmaster on Uranus raised his foot and stomped down viciously.

SPURT! Qing Yunzi's chest caved in, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

"You vile spawn!"

The Qing Ming Sect cultivators were terrified, desperately activating their Spirit Talismans. One after another, the talismans exploded, and in an instant, spiritual patterns flared to life all across the Qing Ming Sect.

CHIII! The spiritual patterns intertwined, forming a colossal net that sealed Uranus the moment it appeared.

"Hmph!" On Uranus, the Qingyang Swordmaster's brow furrowed slightly. He glanced at the colossal net in the sky before looking away and stomping on Qing Yunzi's head. With a dull thud, he crushed the man's skull. Qing Yunzi's Nascent Soul tried to flee in a panic, but it was shredded by a wisp of Sword Qi before it could even escape the ancient city.

WHOOSH! A wave of spiritual sense spread out. "You worthless trash, how dare you harm my disciple!"

The next moment, thunder pealed across the sky above Uranus. BOOM! BOOM! A figure materialized out of thin air.

"We pay our respects to the Ancestor!" the cultivators within the ancient city cried, bowing as one.

"We pay our respects, Senior!" Outside the ancient city, the Qing Ming Sect cultivators, once over their shock, also hurriedly bowed with the utmost respect.

The figure that appeared was not at the Nascent Soul realm, but at the peak of the Half-Step Golden Core realm, just a hair's breadth from reaching Nascent Soul!

"Ancestor, this man has slain the Sect Master and several Elders! Please kill him for us!" said Qing Ming Sect Elder Chen Zheng, his face twisted with venomous hatred as he pointed at the golden-armored man.

"Kill me? Heh heh. And by what right?" the golden-armored man on Uranus sneered, his gaze shifting to the ancient palace suspended in the void outside the planet. "You must be the Profound Immortal in there. If you two team up, you might be able to stop me. But if you dare to interfere, I will slaughter your disciples and this entire Qing Ming Sect!"

What?! The Qing Ming Sect disciples on Uranus trembled when they heard this. He's actually a Profound Immortal! They couldn't possibly imagine that this Qingyang Swordmaster was a being of that realm. No wonder he's so powerful! No wonder he could even slay the Sect Master and the Elders!

The golden-armored man on Uranus grew furious. "Hmph! A mere junior like you is worthy of provoking a Profound Immortal?"

With a cold snort, the golden-armored man reached out his right hand. A golden longspear materialized in his grasp. He stepped forward, spear in hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the weapon let out a roar like that of dragons and tigers!

CLANG! He thrust the spear forward! The golden longspear transformed into a golden dragon and lunged. A colossal bolt of golden lightning descended from the heavens, striking the golden dragon. Its power instantly surged, and it transformed into a golden net that blotted out the sky above the ancient city.

SWISH! The golden net enveloped the ancient city, then shrank in an instant, seizing the ancient palace that was suspended in the void above Uranus City!

"No—!" An elder of the Qing Ming Sect shrieked in despair at the sight.

CRACK! Before he could finish, the golden net yanked him into the air.

WHOOSH! His physical body disintegrated on the spot.

"This is bad!"

"Ancestor, save us!"

"Save us, Ancestor!"

The Qing Ming Sect cultivators in the city panicked!

The Qingyang Swordmaster gave the people in the ancient city an indifferent glance. Holding his great golden axe, he charged toward the main gate of the Qing Ming Sect. "After today, anyone below the Profound Immortal realm is welcome to cultivate at my Qingyang Sword Sect! We do not lack cultivation resources!"

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! With a wave of his sleeve, several beams of light shot through the Qing Ming Sect's main gate. Riding these beams were three Foundation Establishment Stage disciples, six Qi Cultivation Stage disciples, and eight Qi Refinement Realm disciples.

"You… You're an elder of the Xuantian Sect?" The purple-robed elder from the Qing Ming Sect instantly recognized the insignia on the disciples within the beams of light. They were all marked as members of the Xuantian Sect! His heart pounded with terror. Did our Qing Ming Sect disciples provoke a Xuantian Sect elder? We're in deep trouble!

A projection of divine sense appeared beside the purple-robed elder. It was the Supreme Elder of the Qing Ming Sect. He glanced at the Qingyang Swordmaster's back, and his eyes darted about. "Senior… Senior, there has been a misunderstanding! Your disciple killed our Young Sect Master, and normally, our Qing Ming Sect would be bound to seek revenge. However! Our Young Sect Master was actually killed by one of our own elders, one who holds a very high position. Even though you are a Profound Immortal, Senior, the Qing Ming Sect has no desire to go to war with the Xuantian Sect! But… but we can help you find the true culprit! If you let us go, we will leave at once and will not disturb your peace!"

"Hmm?" The Qingyang Swordmaster paused above the ancient city on Uranus. He seemed surprised that the Supreme Elder would be so quick-witted. After a moment's thought, he nodded. "Fine. In that case, I'll give you the time it takes for one incense stick to burn. Find out the truth within that time, or you will die."

"Thank you, Senior!" The purple-robed elder retreated, leading a group of Qing Ming Sect cultivators with him.

Whew. The cultivators in the ancient city let out a collective sigh of relief. They didn't understand what had just transpired, but at least they had kept their lives.

"Senior, the Qing Ming Sect disciple just said that you killed their Young Sect Master. Could there be more to this story?" Chen Zheng asked after a moment of silence, his eyes sweeping over the retreating Qing Ming Sect cultivators.

He sensed a crisis. This time, he felt he had truly underestimated this Profound Immortal Sword Cultivator.

"If you want to know, go ask them yourself," the Qingyang Swordmaster said, casting an indifferent glance at Chen Zheng.

"I… I wouldn't dare," Chen Zheng said, stunned for a moment before shaking his head.

He wasn't a fool. For the Qingyang Swordmaster to attack so directly, he must have a powerful backer. Moreover, this golden-armored man's strength was unfathomable. He might even be a Grand Completion Sword Immortal, just like Qing Yunzi had been. He was absolutely no match for such a being.

WHOOSH! On Uranus, the Qingyang Swordmaster took a single step, great axe in hand, and vanished into the night sky.

The people watching from the ancient city walls were puzzled. What… what is he really trying to do? Was it all just to kill the Young Sect Master of the Qing Ming Sect? But he's a Profound Immortal Sword Cultivator!