1472: Chapter 1462: Don’t Do Something Stupid (Part 2)_1 1472: Chapter 1462: Don’t Do Something Stupid (Part 2)_1 “Arrogant brat, are you threatening me?”
Qiuling Dao chuckled coldly, his tone becoming more indifferent: “You killed Teng Yunlong, a life for a life, it’s only fitting for me to kill you in return.”
Even though he was being belittled by a young upstart, a splinter of anger still bubbled up in Qiuling Dao’s heart.
The majesty of the Supreme Emperor had been challenged.
“You can try.”
Long Yan remained unruffled, discreetly gripping the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman in his hand.
He indeed lacked the strength, even at his peak, he was no match for Qiuling Dao.
But he still had his trump card, the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman.
The amulet Fat Cat had left him would have no problem killing Qiuling Dao.
“Kid, I must say, you’re courageous.
Even against an Emperor Realm Late Stage, I usually can’t be bothered to lift a hand.
But I’ll make an exception today.”
Qiuling Dao’s expression chilled slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashing across his eyes.
Under his Taoist robe, his breath began to fluctuate.
At this moment, the atmosphere was stretched to its limit.
Everyone was holding their breath, including Long Yan.
As soon as Qiuling Dao made a move, he would not hesitate to shatter the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman.
“God-devouring Organization is really slipping.”
Just as Qiuling Dao was about to strike down Long Yan, a calm voice sounded out of the blue, breaking the tense atmosphere.
Whoosh!
At the same time, a soft breaking sound whizzed past everyone’s ears.
A figure in a blue robe appeared before Long Yan and the four others, facing Qiuling Dao.
“Vice Sect Leader!”
Upon seeing who it was, a sigh of relief escaped from Nalan Feng, Yan Xiao, and Xue Jia.
They felt like a weight had been lifted off their shoulders.
Long Yan and the Suofeng Ghost Emperor felt the same, especially the Suofeng Ghost Emperor.
He felt like he had narrowly escaped death, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
The person was none other than the Vice Sect Leader of the Huashen Sect, Yan Chixiao.
“Yan Chixiao!”
Qiuling Dao’s eyes narrowed, a hint of solemnity rising in his expression.
As a Supreme Emperor, his comparison with Yan Chixiao could only be described as heaven and earth.
“It’s the Vice Sect Leader of Huashen Sect, we’re screwed!”
The expressions of the others from God-devouring Organization drastically changed, their faces turning deathly pale with horror.
“Uncle Yan, I’m so glad you’re here.
Kill these bastards for me, don’t let a single one escape!”
Nalan Feng’s gaze landed on Qiuling Dao and the others, a torrent of murderous intent exploding in his eyes.
“I will take care of this.”
Yan Chixiao turned to Nalan Feng, offering him a reassuring glance, then looked at Long Yan, asking: “Kid, are you okay?”
He had noticed the corpse of Teng Yunlong.
With his insight, he could naturally put two and two together and realized Long Yan had killed Teng Yunlong.
“I’m not dead yet.
I’ll leave the rest to you, I’m about to pass out.”
Long Yan gave a bitter laugh, secretly taking back the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman.
He was heavily injured.
Even the Undying Nirvana Technique couldn’t keep him upright anymore.
His standoff with Qiuling Dao was solely sustained by sheer willpower.
“Rest assured.”
Yan Chixiao nodded, then turned back, his gaze fell on Qiuling Dao once again: “Qiuling Dao, you’ve really regressed.
As a Supreme Emperor, you’re attacking a True Self Emperor Stage junior.
Aren’t you afraid people would laugh at you?”
Yan Chixiao was not only familiar with Qiuling Dao, he knew him very well.
“Humph, this youngster interfered with the disputes between the God-devouring Organization and Huashen Sect, and killed members of the God-devouring Organization.
There’s nothing inappropriate about me killing him.”
Qiuling Dao snorted lightly.
Killing for a life, paying debts, it’s only fair.
“Five years ago, a Huashen Sect Elder fell at your hands.
Isn’t it time we settled that debt?”
Yan Chixiao’s tone was cold, and his overbearing aura came crashing out.
“The God-devouring Organization and the Huashen Sect are sworn enemies who owe each other more than they can repay, don’t they?”
Qiu Lingdao said coldly: “Yan Chixiao, kill me if you wish.
If I die by your hand, I won’t have any regrets!”
In front of Yan Chixiao, Qiu Lingdao saw no possibility of escape.
And he did not even dream of walking away alive.
“The God-devouring Organization was wrong.
You shouldn’t have targeted the Young Sect Master.”
Yan Chixiao slowly uttered this sentence, a chill rising within his gaze as his words fell.
At this very moment, with a pointed finger, Yan Chixiao released a burst of energy that flew towards Qiu Lingdao with an unthinkable speed and trajectory, leaving Qiu Lingdao no chance to defend himself.
“Bang.”
Suddenly, Qiu Lingdao was sent flying, helpless to resist the blow.
“Pfft.”
He coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura collapsing entirely, his face pale as a sheet.
With one casual move, Yan Chixiao severely injured Qiu Lingdao.
“You may leave.”
After just one move, Yan Chixiao made no further attempts to attack.
Hands behind his back, he dismissively said in three simple words.
“Why won’t you kill me?”
Qiu Lingdao, staring at Yan Chixiao, asked in a low voice: “In your eyes, am I unworthy of dying by your hand?”
Qiu Lingdao was surprisingly stubborn.
Yan Chixiao’s decision not to kill him seemed to have bewildered him.
“You indeed don’t deserve to die by my hand.
My attack was to teach you a lesson, so go back and tell your Shishen Leader to stop making foolish choices.”
Yan Chixiao spoke indifferently, an authoritative tone rippling through his voice.
“I will carry your message.”
Qiu Lingdao responded in a low voice.
“Let’s go!”
Then, Qiu Lingdao led the members of the God-devouring Organization and left, appearing somewhat downtrodden.
“Uncle Yan, why didn’t you kill them?”
Nalan Feng was not a fool.
Although he was puzzled, he only questioned Yan Chixiao after Qiu Lingdao and the others had left.
He knew that there was a reason why Yan Chixiao spared Qiu Lingdao and others, and it was not because Qiu Lingdao was undeserving of dying at Yan Chixiao’s hands.
“You will understand in due course.”
Yan Chixiao did not elaborate.
He swiftly changed the topic and said to Nalan Feng, Yan Xiao, and Xue Jia: “This time, you three left the Huashen Sect without permission.
Expect the Sect Master’s wrath and be prepared for your punishment.”
It was a close call.
If Nalan Feng, Yan Xiao, and Xue Jia had ended up in the hands of the God-devouring Organization, the consequences would have been dire.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Feng, Yan Xiao, and Xue Jia all lowered their heads.
They had anticipated this outcome when they encountered the God-devouring Organization.
“Kid, we owe you this time.
Come with me to the Huashen Sect.”
Yan Chixiao spoke to Long Yan, his tone gentle.
“I…”
Just as Long Yan was about to reply, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
“Sect Leader!”
Suofeng Ghost Emperor quickly stepped in to support Long Yan.
“His injuries are severe, but life-threatening.
Don’t worry.
After examining Long Yan’s condition, Yan Chixiao said to Suofeng Ghost Emperor: “Let’s take him to the Huashen Sect.
They can help him recover as soon as possible.”
After some thought, Suofeng Ghost Emperor agreed, as he had no better alternatives.
Shortly after, Yan Chixiao took Long Yan and the others and left.