Chapter 1427: Chapter 1525: Slaughtering Mortals Chapter 1427: Chapter 1525: Slaughtering Mortals The elder with the dark face looked around the entire island and saw many ordinary people without cultivation, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
Nevertheless, almost imdiately, the elder with the dark face dismissed these people. A vertical eye on his forehead opened, revealing that it was also a Heavenly Eye.
Once the Heavenly Eye opened, the entire island had nowhere to hide from his gaze; he could clearly see everything.
However, the elder with the dark face was unable to see Fang Lin, nor could he sense even a trace of Fang Lin’s presence—as if Fang Lin wasn’t on the island at all.
“This lad is definitely on this island, probably using so special thod to conceal himself, preventing from finding him,” the elder with the dark face thought to himself.
The power of the Heavenly Eye was activated again, pushed to the elder’s limits, in an attempt to find any trace of Fang Lin on the island.
But after a long search that left the elder’s Heavenly Eye sore, he found nothing.
“What a cunning lad!” The elder with the dark face looked sowhat displeased; the island was so vast that if Fang Lin was determined to hide, it would be quite difficult for him to find him.
Surely he couldn’t just turn the entire island upside down, could he?
Although Fang Lin had landed on the island, he had entered the Supre Saint Hall straight away. Therefore, even if the elder were to turn the whole island inside out, he would never be able to find Fang Lin.
This was an island where only ordinary people lived, with no Martial Artists from the Taoist Sects present. There was no hint of a cultivator’s aura detected throughout the island.
The mortals on the island had no idea of the disaster they were currently facing. Even as the power of the elder’s Heavenly Eye descended upon the island, they could not sense it, continuing to work and live as they always had.
For these mortals, the people from the Taoist Sects flying in the sky were like deities, completely beyond their reach. So, they did not believe that such deities would appear in their world.
In the Taoist Sect, it was common for people to visit places where many mortals lived and, every so often, they would select qualified youths to take away and join the various factions of the Taoist Sect, setting them on the path of cultivation.
The mortals regarded this as a supre opportunity to step onto the path of cultivation and beco those lofty deities—what a stroke of luck that would be?
Especially during the sensitive period of a great war between lands, the Taoist Sects would recruit mortals with even greater frequency to replenish their ranks.
But the ones chosen to join the Taoist Sects were still few and far between.
Among the mortals, the majority had diocre aptitudes; it was exceedingly rare to find those with exceptional talent.
And those truly talented youths were quickly picked up by the major forces of the Taoist Sects. The lesser sects had to settle for those with more ordinary qualifications.
However, these mortals did not understand that once they embarked on the path of cultivation, their lives were no longer in their own hands. With all the killings, power struggles, and sches—if one didn’t have enough caution and strength, they would most likely et a grisly end.
Rather than setting foot on the path of cultivation, walking the blood-soaked and strife-filled Road of Asura, it was better to remain a mortal. Though powerless and with a shorter lifespan, at least there was peace.
Mortals envied the deities of the Taoist Sects, while many of those from the Taoist Sects wished they could be mortals, reluctant to get involved in the power struggles of the three sect or the at grinder of a great war between lands.
“There are no people from my Taoist Sect on this island, and there is no presence of other Taoist Sect forces either, so even if I do sothing excessive, no one will have anything to say,” the elder with the dark face stood in the air for a long ti, thinking to himself.
In order to find Fang Lin, the elder with the dark face was prepared to sacrifice the mortals on the island.
Imdiately, the elder with the dark face waved his hand, and from the Nine Palace Bag at his waist, a number of Longswords flew out, heading towards the surroundings of the island.
Before long, a sword formation was completed. It consisted of a total of one hundred and eight longswords, encircling the entire island within the sword array.
The elder’s hands ford signs, and the sword array was suddenly activated by him.
Buzz!
For a ti, the light of the sword formation shone down, and the whole island was shrouded in the glint of sword light. The wild beasts on the island began to restlessly stir, their beastly instincts sensing the arrival of danger.
Yet those commoners who had lived on this island for generations were completely oblivious to this and couldn’t even see any sign of the sword light.
The elder with a dark face was indifferent to their plight, as killing Fang Lin was the most important matter at hand. The lives of the tens of thousands of people on the island ant nothing to him.
For a long-lived one like him, killing tens of thousands of commoners was no big deal. Even if other Taoist sects found out, at most he would be criticized for indiscriminate killing.
But within the ranks of the Taoist Sect, how many were truly innocent of such acts? In the land of the Nine Countries, the number of people killed by the Taoist Sects was beyond count.
Tens of thousands of commoners were nothing to the dark-faced elder. Even if there were accusations afterward, what of it? Being a mber of Chongyun Temple, who within the Taoist Sect could truly hold him accountable?
At this very mont, Fang Lin, who was in the Supre Saint Hall, had no idea about the events unfolding outside. Having entered the Supre Saint Hall, he was focusing on healing his wounds, looking to recover as soon as possible and head for the Seven Stars Tower.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the sword formation operated, the entire island trembled violently. The wild beasts howled and roared, plunged completely into chaos.
And now, the commoners, no matter how slow to react, also noticed that sothing was amiss.
“What’s happening?”
“An earthquake? Our place never has earthquakes!”
“Mother, I’m scared!”
…
For a ti, the commoners on the island were in complete disarray, with shouts, prayers, and cries intermingling.
The dark-faced elder stood in midair, overlooking the entire island, ignoring the commoners below and focusing on every move around the island, trying to find Fang Lin.
Amidst the howling of sword qi, slashes of sword shadows spread throughout the island.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Countless people were brutally slain by the sword shadows in an instant. These commoners, without any cultivation and unard, stood no chance against such a sword array. Many didn’t even know how they had died.
Flesh, blood, and death draped over the once peaceful island, enveloping all living beings, human or beast, none escaping the catastrophe, all perishing within the sword formation.
“Hmm? There’s no one left alive on the island, but Fang Lin has yet to appear? How can this be?” The dark-faced elder was puzzled. All the living had been killed, but Fang Lin still hadn’t shown himself. Logically, as the sword formation operated, if Fang Lin had been hiding on the island, he should have undoubtedly been affected.
PS: The second update, I had sothing to take care of this morning, and I’m ho now. I will continue updating.
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