At the peak of Qingyang Mountain, in front of the Qingyang Great Hall’s square.
Everyone stared in shock at the two extremely clear images projected by the shimmering mirroring device in Xiao Yang’s hands.
At this moment, Long Chen sneered and violently threw Jiang Qitian, who was lifted in the air, onto the ground.
Jiang Qitian landed in a heap, feeling as if all his bones might fall apart.
At this time, he had become a cripple, having been struck by Long Chen’s finger targeting his dantian.
“No… this is fake! You can’t frame me…”
Jiang Qitian looked at the two images in the void, terror and despair consuming him, but he couldn’t admit to any of it.
“Long Chen, you’ve destroyed my dantian, I’ve become a cripple! Why are you still slandering me?” Jiang Qitian fumed.
Even though he was crippled, he didn’t want to die.
If he admitted to all of this, according to the rules of the Qingyang Sword Sect, for betraying his master and ancestors, he would face the punishment of having his body shredded and his soul exterminated.
For a cultivator, that type of death was utterly comprehensive.
“Haha… the esteemed leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect is now trying to play the victim like that eunuch Qin Fei?” Xiao Yang couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
He felt no sympathy for Jiang Qitian, as he had brought this upon himself.
However, the gazes of all those watching Jiang Qitian shifted.
The elders of the Qingyang Sword Sect and Jiang Qitian’s disciples all fell silent after Xiao Yang revealed those two images.
Because what Xiao Yang had produced was a shimmering mirroring device.
Though shimmering mirroring arts weren’t anything profound, this technique had a unique trait: only events that truly occurred could be recorded in the shimmering mirroring device.
Thus, the two images Xiao Yang displayed were undoubtedly true.
Xiao Yang couldn’t have possibly faked it.
The venue was filled with silence.
Everyone was waiting for Jiang Qitian to continue his act.
“No, no, no, it’s all fake! It’s all fake! Master, I didn’t harm you! Junior Sister, I didn’t want this…” Jiang Qitian became utterly deranged.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
No one expected Jiang Qitian would resort to pretending to be mad.
Neither did Xiao Yang.
“Master, what’s the matter? Master… you’re so pitiful, driven mad by these people… Master!” Qin Fei rushed forward, hugging Jiang Qitian and weeping.
“…”
The crowd was even more bewildered.
Xiao Yang looked at the scene with cold indifference.
“Who am I… What is my name… Who is my Master…” Jiang Qitian mumbled, seeming truly out of his mind, completely lost.
Well, with such a heavy blow, it was no surprise that he’d go crazy.
Everyone believed Jiang Qitian had genuinely lost it.
Except Xiao Yang, who knew all too well that Jiang Qitian was merely putting on an act.
No one understood just how shrewd Jiang Qitian was.
If he didn’t act mad today, he was as good as dead.
To save his own life, Jiang Qitian had no choice but to feign madness for sympathy.
Clearly, he succeeded.
Moreover, Qin Fei was also playing along with his act.
Thinking about this, Xiao Yang couldn’t help but smile.
His goal was to ruin Jiang Qitian’s reputation.
Mission accomplished.
And now, with Jiang Qitian having been crippled by Long Chen, he wouldn’t be able to commit evil anymore.
As for Qin Fei, it wasn’t the right time yet.
Killing Qin Fei now would be too good for him.
Xiao Yang wanted to let Qin Fei stand at the peak of his life before he crushed him beneath his feet.
That would be truly satisfying.
“Jiang Qitian, do you really think that I’ll let you go like this?” Long Chen glared at Jiang Qitian.
“Uncle Master, my master is already a cripple and gone mad! What else do you want from him? Are you really going to attack a madman and a cripple?” Qin Fei shouted defensively, standing in front of Jiang Qitian.
“This…”
Long Chen was both shocked and furious upon hearing this.
“Yeah, attacking a cripple and a madman is not the way of a hero!” someone in the crowd said.
“Exactly! I disdain those who attack madmen and cripples!” another voice chimed in.
“Who’s talking!” Long Chen turned around and yelled at the crowd.
These fools have no clue what kind of life he’d lived these past twenty-plus years!
Did they know how badly he had been tormented by Jiang Qitian?
His beloved junior sister had perished due to it.
His daughter even had to recognize a thief as her father.
Thinking of this, Long Chen wished he could tear Jiang Qitian to pieces to relieve his grudge.
“Today, it doesn’t matter if Jiang Qitian is truly mad or not.”
Long Chen ceased to waste words and advanced to eliminate Jiang Qitian directly.
“Uncle Master, you can’t kill my master…” Qin Fei interposed himself in front of Long Chen.
“Get lost!” Long Chen barked, extending his right hand to shove Qin Fei aside.
“Jiang Qitian, prepare to die!” Long Chen roared as he struck down at Jiang Qitian.
The crowd gasped in shock.
“Don’t kill my dad…”
In that critical moment, a figure dove forward, shielding Jiang Qitian.
“What…”
Long Chen was taken aback and swiftly withdrew his hand.
The one who had jumped in was none other than Jiang Ting.
“Don’t kill my dad…” Jiang Ting pleaded.
Xiao Yang was taken aback by this.
Wasn’t Jiang Ting knocked out by Qin Fei before? How was she awake now?
Xiao Yang glanced at Qin Fei, who had just been thrown aside, and sure enough, he was sporting a faint smile as he hit the ground.
This rascal was definitely scheming something.
Long Chen looked at Jiang Ting, his expression complicated.
He wanted to acknowledge their father-daughter relationship right then and there, but this was not the time.
He needed proof to establish that he was Jiang Ting’s biological father.
If he suddenly told Jiang Ting that he was her real father, how could she possibly believe it?
Just as Long Chen was at a loss for what to do, laughter suddenly rang from the sky.
In the next instant, dark orbs started falling from above, crashing down towards the crowd.
They were black balls.
Everyone hurriedly dodged.
“Boom!”
The moment a black ball hit the ground, it exploded instantly.
A wave of demonic fire burst forth.
Nearby cultivators were instantly engulfed by the fire, their skin scorched as they writhed on the ground in agony.
However, in mere moments, those cultivators were reduced to ashes.
“It’s the Thunderfire Bombs!” someone gasped.
Countless thunderfire bombs descended from the sky, crashing into the crowd, then exploding among them.
The entire mountaintop descended into chaos.
“How is this possible…”
Xiao Yang looked up to the sky in shock.
How could members of the Demon Sect break in?
“Could it be…”
Xiao Yang quickly searched for Qin Fei.
He saw that Qin Fei had already grabbed the Qingyang Sword and was seizing the moment to escape with Jiang Qitian.
“That despicable scoundrel…” Xiao Yang fumed as he prepared to chase after Qin Fei.
But at that moment, powerful demonic figures descended from the sky.
Members of the Demon Sect had arrived.