“Yin Huacheng, dead?”
A single stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves; everyone was greatly shocked.
That Yin Huacheng, among the Qingyuan Sect’s participants this time, had the highest cultivation realm.
Very few people could say they were certain to win against him.
Dead?!
“Really dead? He died just outside Zhuangzi Village, and his body has already been brought back.”
One could tell from the pale faces of the Fen Yu Lin disciples.
Not only did Yin Huacheng d*e, but he also died quite tragically.
For a moment, countless people turned their gazes towards the Qingyuan Sect group.
However, most of the Qingyuan Sect members remained calm-faced, showing no signs of expected anger or excitement.
It was as if they had lost a stranger.
Ke Mo, however, looked very solemn:
“I feel there must be something fishy about this. Let’s go take a look.”
…
The wind and rain continued as usual.
This night would surely be one without sleep.
In front of the main hall of Dongli Manor, a straw mat was laid out, with faint bloodstains seeping through. If not for the mention of Yin Huacheng, it would be hard to tell that someone had died there.
“How tragic.”
“This… who exactly killed him?”
“I don’t even know what weapon he used, but it certainly wasn’t a sword.”
“Sss… The mighty Five Apertures of Guan Shen couldn’t even cry for help. This was a one-hit k*ll!”
Everyone started discussing in hushed tones, their faces filled with fear and uncertainty.
Yin Huacheng, in the Observation Realm, was considered strong.
Now, he was killed like crushing a chick.
“Someone has already been sent to notify the elders.”
“How do you think, Senior Brother Ouyang?”
“What about you, Brother Tie?”
Luo Yu directed his gaze at the two men.
One of them was the second-strongest person in terms of cultivation among the Qingyuan Sect disciples, and also the top disciple of Ruyi Peak.
Tie Qi was not only the first disciple of Gangdou Gate but also an experienced tracker.
“The killer didn’t use Inner Breath or Consciousness Soul.”
Ouyang was a young man with a somewhat troubled face, shaking his head as he looked at Yin Huacheng’s corpse.
No Consciousness Soul?
No Inner Breath?
That means Yin Huacheng was beaten to d*ath by sheer force?
Ssss…
Gasps of shock echoed through the crowd.
Is it possible for someone to k*ll someone in the Observation Realm using brute force?
Too brutal.
“The weapon used by the perpetrator should be… a hammer!”
“And, he only made one move.”
“The person who attacked should be a killer from Misty Rain Tower, trained in a very tyrannical body refinement technique.”
Tie Qi’s expression was extremely heavy.
He could only see these things, after all, he didn’t witness it firsthand.
“A hammer?”
“One strike to k*ll?”
“Misty Rain Tower?”
The crowd exchanged glances, some swallowing their saliva nervously.
Bai Jinghong’s arrogance on his face disappeared, silently calculating in his heart.
The more he calculated, the paler his face became.
If he were in this situation, his outcome might be similar.
Yin Huacheng had practiced a body refinement technique, which he knew. In terms of physical strength, he was slightly stronger than him.
Such a terrifying existence still exists in this small Eastern Wilderness?
“It’s the Northwest Hammer King!”
At this moment, a young girl’s voice spoke up.
What the hell?
Many eyes turned to Luo Yao, who had just spoken.
“Yes, it’s the Northwest Hammer King.”
“I’ve seen him in action before; with one strike, he turned Night Ghost Liu Heng into pulp.”
“And judging from his voice, he isn’t much older, probably a big brother.”
Luo Yao raised her little face, feeling quite proud.
…
Luo Yu fell into deep thought. Previously, he had never taken the Northwest Hammer King seriously, but now he was beginning to doubt.
Everyone fell silent, immersed in their thoughts.
A highly ruthless killer from Misty Rain Tower, who enjoys smashing people with a hammer, is nearby.
According to precedent, they should have been outraged, saying a few public words and expressing their willingness to fully assist the Qingyuan Sect in capturing the criminal to make a good impression.
But no one dared to.
What if the criminal hadn’t gone far?
“In broad daylight, under the clear sky!”
An angry voice came from outside.
Everyone was stunned and looked outside to see the dark night, strong winds, and heavy rain.
“Daredevil! You actually dared to attack our sect’s disciple!”
“I will not coexist with him, Li Mo!”
The young man bit into a watermelon and threw it to the ground, speaking with righteous indignation.
The young talents present felt a bit ashamed.
They had just felt fear and hadn’t dared to say anything.
Look at him; how upright, how noble, how brave.
They heard that Li Zhenchuang was quick to act and hated evil like poison, and the rumors were indeed true!
“Brother Li is open-minded!”
“Brother Li is spot-on!”
Cheers erupted, with some raising their thumbs and clapping enthusiastically.
But the cheers quickly stopped.
Why? Because… the rain and wind outside seemed to have suddenly ceased?
No, it wasn’t that the rain and wind had stopped, but rather that all the raindrops were frozen solid, unable to fall.
It was the domain of a Strong Realm powerhouse.
Yin Huaxuan walked in with a blank expression, his aura like a furious lion.
Beside him were many Strong Realm powerhouses from various forces within the Ziyang Mansion.
Earlier, they had searched within a hundred miles, not even sparing a fly, but they found no trace whatsoever.
If the perpetrator hadn’t flown away, then there was only one possibility.
“Come out.”
“I already know who you are.”
His voice reverberated, deafening everyone. For a moment, everyone was stunned, and those words pierced their hearts.
Each person felt as if something was stuck in their throat, with their secrets exposed.
Li Mo felt as if he was being watched by a wild beast.
But he felt no unease.
Is that all? It’s far from what my master can do.
Yin Huaxuan’s gaze lingered on Li Mo for a moment.
He remembered that when they left the sect, Yin Huacheng had a conflict with him?
But…
This child excels in swordsmanship, and he is only at the Internal Breathing Realm…
“Senior Elder Yin, the culprit may not be here.”
“Who knows what devious tricks the thieves from Misty Rain Tower might have used to escape far away.”
“Our Fen Yu Lin will assist you in your full investigation.”
A middle-aged man in scholar’s robes broke the silence.
“That person might have come for the bl**d Phoenix Secret Realm.”
“Yes, he will definitely appear in the secret realm. If any of my disciples have news, we will share it.”
Other Strong Realm powerhouses also chimed in.
“Ya’er.”
“You’ve seen that person. Come and tell us about his characteristics.”
After all, this incident happened on the territory of Fen Yu Lin.
For the d*ath of a True Disciple from the Qingyuan Sect, they took it very seriously.
That night, the sect dispatched its elite members and several Strong Realm powerhouses, causing quite a commotion. For a time, Qinghe County was filled with rumors and tension, leaving no room for petty crimes.
But despite the commotion, they achieved little results.
Moreover, Qinghe County was not dominated solely by them. Some forces, although not rooted in Ziyang Mansion, were beyond their reach.
This grand mobilization was destined to be all talk and no action.
Furthermore, the bl**d Phoenix Secret Realm was about to open.
How many True Disciples would d*e there besides one?
The next day,
Red Maple Mountain, fifty miles outside of Qinghe County.
The maple leaves here were always in bloom, year-round in such a bloody red color. Today, the vivid red was even more bewitching, as if it wanted to dye the clouds red.
It was unclear if this had anything to do with the bl**d Phoenix that fell here.
As the clouds gathered, countless martial artists converged.
The secret realm was about to open.
