NOVPUBWatching Chu Yang’s corpse fall before her, Baili Xiao, who was beside him, suddenly became calm. If one looked closely, they would find madness and hatred within her eyes.
A primordial wisp of the innate Yin and Yang Qi flew out of Chu Yang’s body, trying to escape. The black and white mists intertwined, reaching straight up to the sky.
Xu Zimei quickly opened the True Fate World, capturing it inside.
Immediately after, a green pearl fell from beside Chu Yang’s corpse, which Xu Zimei also collected.
Baili Xiao looked at Chu Yang’s corpse. Perhaps it was the calm after the storm, or perhaps it was the prelude to another tempest about to begin.
She simply stared at the corpse, her gaze as stagnant as dead water.
"Baili Xiao, leave behind the Empress’s Flying Immortal Body, and you may leave with your father," Xu Qingshan’s indifferent voice came from above.
"Fine, I’ll leave it," Baili Xiao nodded, calmly replying.
The next moment, her whole body emitted a dazzling white light, and her face distorted with agony.
The separation of a Battle Body can occur in two ways; one is it automatically falls off after the death of its bearer.
The other is the bearer detaching the Battle Body themselves, which is incredibly dangerous and might cause irreparable harm to the individual.
The white light around Baili Xiao grew stronger, her whole body trembling nonstop as the pain from forcibly separating the Battle Body increased bit by bit.
She clenched her teeth tightly, preferring to fall to the ground in pain rather than let out a single sound.
After a long while, Baili Xiao had completely fainted from the agony.
A silver-white orb shot out from her body at high speed, and Xu Qingshan’s hand swept down, collecting the orb immediately.
"Sect Master Xu, if there’s nothing else, I will take her and leave," Baili Chengfeng hurriedly said from the side.
Xu Qingshan frowned deeply, then nodded and replied, "Let her fend for herself."
As Baili Chengfeng took Baili Xiao away, the people of the True Martial Holy Sect had already brought back the individuals from the Yin-Yang Sect into the Holy Sect.
And all the possessions accumulated by the Yin-Yang Sect over the nearly ten thousand years had been collected by the True Martial Holy Sect.
A long time after the people of the True Martial Holy Sect had left, those who watched the battle approached the site to see if anything valuable had been overlooked.
After all, no one could have imagined that the colossal entity standing here a moment ago would be annihilated in a mere instant.
The terror of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect was evident.
This incident spread like a warm spring breeze overnight throughout the Extreme West Region, including the Eastern Continent.
While people marveled at the horror of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, the reverence in their hearts became even deeper.
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Everyone loves to be a great hero, one who can save the world and be renowned across the heavens.
Young people, with their own fervor, always dream of one day destroying the Yin-Yang Sect and killing Chu Yang with their own hands.
Unfortunately, Xu Zimei was not a great hero; he didn’t have the passionate blood of youth to destroy the Yin-Yang Sect and kill Chu Yang by himself. Instead, he annihilated the Yin-Yang Sect and killed Chu Yang with the power of the Sect Gate.
That is Xu Zimei’s rule of conduct; as long as it achieves the goal, he could be ruthlessly unscrupulous.
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As for how the world sees him, whether he’s a terrifying Demon King who everyone fears, or a little mouse ridiculed behind his back, it doesn’t matter.
Because one day, he will be the one setting the rules of this world, those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish.
After all, it’s survival of the fittest.
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No sooner had everyone returned to the True Martial Holy Sect than they were informed that all were to gather at the Council Hall.
When Xu Zimei arrived at the hall, he noticed a pure white coffin placed at the head of the chamber.
The majesty emanating from the coffin oppressed everyone present.
"May I ask why Ancestor Feihong has summoned us?" Xu Qingshan stepped forward to inquire. 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖
Ancestor Feihong was a war general from the era of Empress Hongtian and is one of the oldest ancestors in the True Martial Holy Sect today.
She did not emerge from the Dust Blood Coffin, for every trip out into the world cost those with nearly depleted lifespans a great amount of life essence and vitality.
"I heard that you stripped the heir of the Empress of her inheritance?" A faint voice came from within the coffin.
"Yes," answered Xu Qingshan, glancing at the Great Elder beside him before nodding affirmatively.
"She is the heir of the Empress. Do you realize what status she holds?" The voice from the coffin seemed slightly angry as it continued, "What right do you have to strip the Empress’s heir of her inheritance?"
"Does the heir of the Empress belong to the True Martial Holy Sect?" Xu Qingshan replied, neither humble nor arrogant, "If she is one of ours, then on what grounds do I, the current acting Sect Master, have no right to govern her?"
"Her status is extraordinary," the voice from the coffin fell silent for a moment before speaking again, "Nurtured properly, she may yet hold hope for this world’s Destiny."
"I gave her a chance precisely because of her status as the heir of the Empress," Xu Qingshan responded, "It’s a pity she doesn’t know moderation. Even the heir of the Empress cannot act recklessly."
"There are things that I cannot speak of now, but you have squandered the Empress’s good intentions. No matter what she’s like now, one day she will turn to our True Martial Holy Sect," Ancestor Feihong said faintly, "If it really comes to it, it’d be better if you just hand over your authority. The thoughts of the younger generation are too radical, and it is the likes of the Great Elder, that older generation, who possess more stability."
"Ancestor, I am the Sect Master of the True Martial Holy Sect, not someone whose position can be idly revoked by a single word," replied Xu Qingshan, slightly frowning, "According to the rules, to revoke the position of Sect Master requires a unanimous vote by all four ancestors, and at least three of them must agree.
Moreover, there has to be a large-scale vote among all the disciples of the Sect.
If you truly wish to remove me from power, I can contact the other three ancestors right now, and then we can discuss the matter."
"There’s no need for that, I’m here," Xu Qingshan’s words had barely finished when a vast voice resounded around the chamber.
At the head of the great hall, a grey-robed old man had appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.
At this moment, everyone greeted the Heavenly Curtain Ancestral Master and even Ancestor Feihong was no exception.
After all, the Heavenly Curtain Ancestral Master was a war general who fought alongside the True Martial Great Emperor for an era, his seniority much higher than Ancestor Feihong’s by several generations.
When they carried Destiny back in their day, even Empress Hongtian had not yet been born.
"I’m not against granting special treatment to special individuals, but everything must have limits," said the Heavenly Curtain Ancestor blandly, "It was by my command that the heir of the Empress was stripped of her status. If you have any objections, come to me directly."
"I have no wish to argue with the Heavenly Curtain Ancestral Master. There will be an outcome to this matter in the future," came the calm voice of Ancestor Feihong from within the Dust Blood Coffin, "I only hope that you will cease targeting her after this."
"If she does not violate the rules of the Sect, I naturally will not target her, but if she harbors resentment, the Sect will show no mercy," responded Xu Qingshan.
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