The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 1128 - 611: How Much Is It Worth?

When Changtian arrived, this was the scene he witnessed.

His arrival inevitably startled Fairy Han Qiong and her disciples. Especially Yu Yingnan and Senior Sister Zhen, upon seeing the man before them, both were moved to their hearts, feeling that they had never seen such a handso man in their lives. However, his natural majesty and dignified deanor made the two won dare only glance briefly before lowering their heads, not daring to look more, their hearts filled with unease.

Fairy Han Qiong, having lived for hundreds of years longer than her two apprentices, recognized the relaxed expressions on the faces of the demons surrounding her upon seeing the black-clad man striding toward them, making her realize instantly that the newcor was a leader-level figure.

Her heart sank involuntarily. She sent out strands of Divine Thought to probe, but it was like sinking a stone into the sea, disappearing without a trace. The closer the black-clad man ca, the less distinct his appearance beca. Trying to see more clearly was like staring directly at the noonday sun with the naked eye, causing her eyes to sting and tear up, while the figure shrouded in radiance grew ever more blurred.

How deep was this man’s cultivation? She dared not even contemplate it, fearing the consequences of being stopped by soone like him.

Changtian also noticed her, and a cold light instantly flashed in his eyes. During the contest for the Nanming Lihuo Sword, Fairy Han Qiong’s group obstructed in all sorts of ways, especially when Ning Xiaoxian was battling to the end. It was her junior sister who placed the Red Silk Snake on Ning Xiaoxian, delivering a harsh blow to her viscera, akin to the final straw that broke the cal’s back. Had not the injury been so severe, she wouldn’t have burned her Divine Soul to drive herself.

"So you are Fairy Han Qiong." His gaze, like a sharp blade, swept over the three, causing them to involuntarily shrink back before he coldly continued, "I am particularly lenient toward won. As long as you tell the na of the one in the sect who is skilled in Divination Skill, I will allow you to end your own lives."

His tone was so calm, as if discussing "what to eat today" with Ning Xiaoxian, rather than taking several lives and forcing people to commit suicide!

Fairy Han Qiong was taken aback. It was her first ti hearing soone dare to boast such words against the Jiuxiao Sect’s mbers. She was about to laugh out loud in response when she sensed the imnse aura emanating from the other person, causing her laughter to get stuck in her throat.

In that instant, a fact beca crystal clear: he indeed possessed the ability to decide their life or death, and he seed very serious about wanting their lives.

Therefore, she had no choice but to raise her head, speaking righteously, "Esteed Senior, what grievance does the Jiuxiao Sect have with you that prompts such deadly intent against us?" The opponent’s cultivation was unfathomable, implying a senior age. She emphasized her affiliation with the Jiuxiao Sect, hoping to invoke the rcy of any old acquaintance.

Changtian was well aware of the skill within her words, but naturally feigned ignorance: "Ning Xiaoxian perished for the Nanming Lihuo Sword, thanks in part to you..." Saying this, his heart ached deeply, leaving the last few words unsaid. His gaze toward Fairy Han Qiong filled with boundless hatred, "And what about your sect’s Master Uncle skilled in Divination Skill? If she’s so adept in calculations, has she predicted the date of Jiuxiao Sect’s demise?"

As he spoke, the Hidden Stream Demons behind him reacted furiously: had Elder Ning already perished in Bai Yujing? From Lord Divine Monarch’s tone, were these won involved in Elder Ning’s death? Having been in close association with Ning Xiaoxian, they were long conditioned to obey her, and upon hearing such grim news, their eyes glead with fierce light.

Changtian let out a smile, yet this smile felt like chilling frost to onlookers: "If she cannot predict it, then let make it clear. Within two years, Jiuxiao Sect is dood to fall, from top to bottom, without leaving even a chicken or dog!"

If soone within Jiuxiao Sect hadn’t predicted that the Nanming Lihuo Sword should belong to Yu Yingnan, how did this master and disciples end up entering the seventh floor of Bai Yujing? Had they not entered the seventh floor, the Nanming Lihuo Sword Ning Xiaoxian acquired would have remained safely in the stone box, how could it have dashed out to find its master? If these individuals hadn’t entertained the notion of seizing the sword for themselves, how could it have led to the ensuing battle? Without their various interventions, how could his Xiao Xian have died vehently in the sches laid by Yin Jiu You?

Before her death, she didn’t even have the strength to exchange another word with him!

He considered himself neither clear-cut in his grievances nor ambivalent in seeking vengeance; those responsible for her death were to be exterminated one by one. Otherwise, this hatred would never be quelled, this resentnt never resolved!