Chapter 281

Chapter 281: That’s Insane! Jiang Qitian Turns Out to Be a Beast Who Kills His Master and Ancestry!

“Senior Brother Long Chen?”

Jiang Qitian caught up to the person, never expecting that this person was actually his Senior Brother Long Chen.

“Jiang Junior Brother, how did Master die all those years ago?”

Long Chen asked straightforwardly.

Xiao Yang, who had secretly followed, pulled out the Brilliant Shadow Mirror, pointing it at the two from afar.

The Brilliant Shadow Mirror not only could capture images but also preserve sounds.

Neither Long Chen nor Jiang Qitian sensed his presence.

This was the biggest secret of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

He wanted to keep Jiang Qitian’s evidence of his crimes, directly condemning this hypocritical villain.

“What…”

Jiang Qitian was stunned by this question.

He never thought that after so many years apart, Long Chen would ask something like this upon their first meeting.

“Senior Brother, have you lost your memory? Master accidentally fell into madness while practicing; everyone in the sect knows this!”

Jiang Qitian said nonchalantly.

“Is that so?”

Long Chen stared coldly at Jiang Qitian.

“It is the truth!”

Jiang Qitian looked serious as he met Long Chen’s gaze.

“Is it truly the truth? I’ve heard about what happened during the Sect Holy Son’s coronation ceremony. You also used the Sword Origin Stone to pull out the Qingyang Sword back then, didn’t you?”

Long Chen’s eyes fixated on Jiang Qitian, wishing he could see right through him.

Jiang Qitian closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Senior Brother…”

Jiang Qitian slowly opened his eyes, his expression icy.

“Hmm?”

Long Chen felt a stirring in his heart.

“Master passed the secret of the Sword Origin Stone to me. Master chose me, and Junior Sister also chose me. Are you feeling unsatisfied? Are you feeling unwilling?”

Jiang Qitian said smugly.

Back then, Long Chen was renowned, a lone sword asking for glory from the world, celebrated even alongside the Holy Maiden of the Fuyiao Sword Sect.

But so what? He was still toyed with like a plaything in Jiang Qitian’s hands.

“You…”

Long Chen was both shocked and furious.

“What tricks did you use to have Master pass the position to you? What tricks did you use to make Junior Sister marry you? Tell me…”

Veins throbbed on Long Chen’s forehead.

This was his sore spot.

Back then, he and Junior Sister were in love; she had promised to marry him upon his return, and he had promised to propose to Master after his journey.

However, when he returned, everything had changed.

Yet, he firmly believed that Junior Sister didn’t marry Jiang Qitian willingly.

There had to be secrets that he wasn’t aware of.

But back then, Junior Sister would never speak about it.

“Haha…”

Jiang Qitian suddenly burst into laughter.

“So what if I tell you? I killed Master, and I forced Junior Sister to marry me. So what? What can you do?”

Jiang Qitian looked down on Long Chen.

“There are only the two of us here; I’m not afraid to tell you: I added a little something to the wine, and I got Junior Sister. How easy was that?”

Jiang Qitian’s eyes turned crazed as he stared at Long Chen.

“What gives you the right to step over me? Why should Master that old man pass the sect leader position to you? Why can you win Junior Sister’s affection while everyone bows down to you as Senior Brother? I’m not satisfied, I’m not satisfied…”

Jiang Qitian screamed at Long Chen with a fierce expression.

“You…”

Long Chen’s vision turned red with rage.

It turned out everything was truly caused by Jiang Qitian.

Out of jealousy for him, Jiang Qitian didn’t hesitate to kill his master.

Xiao Yang, hidden nearby, was stunned.

The Brilliant Shadow Mirror in his hand had recorded this moment—Jiang Qitian had admitted to betraying his master and ancestors, admitting to using despicable means to win Jiang Ting’s mother.

This was explosive.

Jiang Qitian, oh Jiang Qitian, this time you’re definitely done for.

I’ll hold you up high and then smash you down hard.

Letting you know what despair feels like.

Xiao Yang had long suspected Jiang Qitian.

But sadly, he had no evidence.

Now, he finally had proof of Jiang Qitian’s crimes.

If this secret got out, Jiang Qitian, the fraud, would surely be disgraced.

“Senior Brother, not killing you back then was lucky for you. You should stay hidden like a rat in the gutter. Why are you back? But this time, you won’t be so lucky.”

Jiang Qitian’s voice echoed again as his right hand gripped the Qingyang Sword’s hilt.

A chilling killing intent erupted from him.

“Jiang Qitian…”

Long Chen was furious, his eyes firmly locked on Jiang Qitian, almost bursting with rage.

“I will kill you!”

Long Chen roared, charging straight at Jiang Qitian.

“Hmph, seeking death!”

Jiang Qitian unsheathed his sword.

“Clang!”

The sound of the sword echoed, and a red sword light suddenly appeared, a terrifying sword Qi instantly flooding the area, raising the temperature dramatically.

Long Chen felt the scorching sword Qi rushing at him; at that moment, he felt his soul tremble.

Without thinking, he leaned back, the red sword light barely missing him as it slashed by.

The intense heat radiating from the sword light burned his skin painfully.

As the sword light passed, a large area of trees behind Long Chen was directly severed.

Not far away, a low hill was also cleaved in half and came crashing down.

The mountains were thrown into chaos.

Jiang Qitian’s sword strike was terrifyingly powerful.

“How is this possible…”

Long Chen directly retreated, increasing the distance between him and Jiang Qitian.

He was scared out of his wits, staring in astonishment at Jiang Qitian.

Jiang Qitian wasn’t in a hurry to attack.

He grasped the unsheathed Qingyang Sword, and the scorching sword Qi surged from the divine sword, drawing the surrounding spiritual energy like crazy.

“How can you still wield the Qingyang Sword?”

Long Chen looked at Jiang Qitian in disbelief.

In fact, ever since Long Chen rescued Jiang Ting from the northern mountain veins of Yuanlong City, he had been secretly watching the Qingyang Sword Sect and Jiang Qitian while also protecting Jiang Ting.

In this past year, Jiang Qitian had drawn the Qingyang Sword at least twice.

How could he still dare to draw the sword?

Wasn’t he afraid the Qingyang Sword would directly drain all his energy?

Xiao Yang, watching this unfold, couldn’t help but feel moved.

The Qingyang Sword was one of the three divine swords of the Northern Region.

Its power was beyond doubt.

Back in Yuanlong City, Jiang Qitian had defeated Half Saint Li Chenyu with a single sword strike.

Even a Half Saint couldn’t withstand his sword.

Just as Jiang Qitian said, with the Qingyang Sword in hand, he could exchange blows at the Holy Realm level, and he was invincible below that.

“Senior Brother, it’s time for you to go!”

Jiang Qitian sneered as he attacked again.

“Nine Yang Burning Heaven!”

Jiang Qitian unleashed the ultimate move of the Qingyang Sword Technique.

“Buzz!”

The sound of the sword reverberated through the heavens and earth, and nine dazzling sword lights materialized between heaven and earth.

Once the Nine Suns appeared, it felt as if the entire world was suddenly constrained, as if nine divine suns had manifested above.

The entire void seemed as though it would melt from the fiery sword Qi erupting from the nine sword lights.

“What…”

Long Chen felt as though a giant mountain was suddenly pressed down upon him; he could barely move, almost collapsing to the ground.

“Senior Brother, now you know why I shared this enormous secret with you, right? Because in my eyes, you are merely an ant that I can crush at will.”

Jiang Qitian looked proudly at Long Chen.

Xiao Yang, hidden in the shadows, felt a tremor in his heart.

Jiang Qitian was truly ruthless.

He was toying with Long Chen.

“You…”

Long Chen glared at Jiang Qitian with extreme fury, blood trickling from the corner of his eyes.

He was filled with despair.

The heavens are unjust; why do the wicked thrive and live so luxuriously while the good end up in such terrible fates?

At this moment, Jiang Qitian, holding the Qingyang Sword, seemed like a true Sword Saint descending, pressuring everything around him.

“Please, Senior Brother, make your journey to the afterlife!”

Jiang Qitian laughed arrogantly as the nine sword lights descended directly toward Long Chen.

“Damn it!”

Long Chen desperately urged his mysterious skill, but it was utterly useless.

The power of the Qingyang Sword was simply too overwhelming.

Even if he had cultivated to the Half Saint level, he could not hope to compete with the power of the Qingyang Sword.

“Haha…”

Jiang Qitian laughed arrogantly.

What sword genius, what invincible hero? Today, Long Chen would also be trampled underfoot by him!

If I want you dead, you will not survive.

As the nine sword lights descended, all the trees around Long Chen were shredded into pieces.

Within a radius of several hundred yards, everything around him was engulfed in sword Qi from the sky, the sword Qi shredding the void and annihilating all.

This sword strike, even if a Sword Saint were present, it would be hard to say whether they could take it.

At this moment, Long Chen regretted not recognizing Jiang Ting sooner.

Just as despair filled Long Chen’s heart.

A sword weapon suddenly descended from the sky, directly scattering the nine sword lights aimed at Long Chen, then embedding itself in the ground before him.

“What…”

Jiang Qitian thought Long Chen was doomed; as long as the nine sword lights fell, Long Chen would surely perish.

However, at this critical moment, someone stepped in to save Long Chen.

The terrifying pressure dissipated, and Long Chen, his tense nerves finally relaxed, slumped to the ground.

“Who dares ruin my plans!”

Jiang Qitian roared, calling back the Qingyang Sword into his hand.

He stared at the sword weapon embedded in the ground.

It was just an ordinary-looking sword weapon, yet it had disrupted his lethal move.

“Hmph!”

A cold snicker rang out, and a figure landed before Long Chen, stepping on the hilt of the sword weapon.

“It’s you?”

Jiang Qitian’s surprise turned to anger upon seeing the newcomer.

This person was the mysterious Sword Saint who had publicly humiliated him back at the northern mountain veins of Yuanlong City.

It was none other than Xiao Yang, wearing a mask.

If he didn’t act now, Long Chen would have been dead.

Jiang Qitian stared at the mysterious Sword Saint in shock.

This guy couldn’t have heard everything he just said, right?

As this thought crossed his mind, a murderous intent surged up.

“So, you want to kill me too?”

Xiao Yang coldly regarded Jiang Qitian.

Wearing a mask and altering his voice, Jiang Qitian had no idea the mysterious Sword Saint before him was Xiao Yang.

“Kill!”

Jiang Qitian didn’t hesitate, bellowing as he pointed his sword at the masked Xiao Yang.