“Tell me, what exactly are the instructions from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion?” Meng Qingzhou’s expression was icy, his thin lips exuding a cold indifference. His black robes fluttered without wind, and his overwhelming killing intent pierced into the two men’s bodies like needles.
“Assist Great Jin in crushing the World Sect Alliance,” Wang Xianjia replied fearlessly, lifting his eyes with calm composure, even carrying a hint of disdain in his tone.
A mere Morning Glow Realm cultivator, even with the Sword Sense of Time and Space, couldn’t possibly handle a half-step Sky-Reaching Realm expert.
If it weren’t for the suspicion surrounding Meng Qingzhou’s identity, he would have been dead days ago, never living to see this day, standing before him and questioning him.
“Is that so?”
Meng Qingzhou’s voice was flat, devoid of any emotion, as he said, “Why did you betray Great Jin’s whereabouts, allowing the World Sect Alliance to launch a sneak attack? Don’t deny it. Speak the truth now, and you might still have a sliver of hope. If you dare to deceive me again…”
“You’ll bear the consequences.”
A trace of disdain flashed in Wang Xianjia’s eyes. Seeing that the conversation had reached this point, he no longer bothered with pretense and coldly said, “Meng Qingzhou, do you really think we’re fools? Do you think a few words from you can prove you’re from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion?”
“When the instructions were issued, there was no mention of having our people within Great Jin. If we could contact the Heaven-Watching Pavilion right now, why would we bother with you?”
Wang Xianjia paused slightly, a mocking expression appearing on his pale face. He squinted his eyes like a venomous snake and said, “You’d better pray and hope I don’t find any evidence against you. If one day it’s proven that you’re not from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, I will grind your bones to dust.”
Hearing this, Meng Qingzhou was somewhat puzzled and said, “What if I really am a high-ranking member of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion? Aren’t you afraid of my future revenge?”
Wang Xianjia laughed, filled with boundless anger, “You really aren’t from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion! You damned brat!”
Sinister black mist emanated from beneath Wang Xianjia’s cloak, gradually solidifying into pitch-black, scale-covered venomous snakes with blood-red eyes, hissing menacingly at Meng Qingzhou.
Being toyed with by a junior younger than his grandson, and even showing a disgraceful side a few days ago, made Wang Xianjia extremely furious.
“In the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, there’s no distinction of status or strength. Only different duties. Even if the master makes a grave mistake, I have the right to criticize, let alone you?”
“You don’t even know this and dare to claim you’re from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion!”
“Kid, how do you want to die?”
Wang Xianjia’s wide sleeves billowed, and black liquid flowed out, spreading across the ground and covering a radius of hundreds of meters.
The viscous black liquid rose to form a black wall, creating a dome that trapped Meng Qingzhou, Li Guanyan, and Wang Xianjia inside.
Meng Qingzhou tilted his head, listening to the sound of the viscous liquid flowing, and said, “The Curtain of Heaven Technique, you used this method to assassinate those Morning Glow Realm great beings of the World Sect Alliance?”
Wang Xianjia was slightly taken aback and shouted in a deep voice, “Kid, you really have something up your sleeve. The name ‘Curtain of Heaven Technique’ is known to only a few within the Heaven-Watching Pavilion. They only know I’m good at assassination. How do you know?”
Meng Qingzhou rubbed the hilt of his blind staff, extending his Sword Sense, but it only covered two hundred meters, unable to extend further.
“Few people know, but that means someone does. Why can’t that person be me?” Meng Qingzhou said calmly.
After some probing, Wang Xianjia was completely convinced that Meng Qin was not from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion and immediately lost patience, “Smooth talker, wasting my time. Kill him!”
Boom!
A pitch-black specter emerged from Wang Xianjia’s body, with disheveled hair, an indistinguishable face, and two glaringly bright scarlet eyes staring at Meng Qingzhou.
This aura was unmistakably half-step Sky-Reaching Realm!
At the same time, Wang Xianjia’s realm instantly plummeted to that of a mortal, so weak that a single breath could kill him.
Swoosh…
Black viscous liquid climbed up from Wang Xianjia’s feet, enveloping his entire body.
“Principles merging with the body, forming a small self-contained world. Is this your principles’ manifestation?”
“Interesting.”
Meng Qingzhou planted his blind staff into the ground, unleashing the Sword Sense of Time and Space from its base, dispersing the black liquid within a ten-meter radius. He extended his arm, beckoning to the two men, “Come, both of you.”
Li Guanyan, with his arms crossed, holding a long knife, was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he said softly, “To kill you, he alone is enough. I won’t make a move.”
“Suit yourself, just don’t regret it later,” Meng Qingzhou said, no longer trying to persuade him, and faced Wang Xianjia’s principles-manifested shadow.
The shadow pulled out a long spear from the viscous liquid, roaring as it took a step forward. Though it seemed imposing, it was merely posturing, preparing to throw the spear.
“Heh…”
Meng Qingzhou’s lips curled into a mocking smile. He ignored the shadow with the spear and naturally sidestepped, just as a black long sword from behind him stabbed past his blindfold.
Behind him, another black shadow appeared, also exuding a half-step Sky-Reaching Realm aura!
Clang!
Meng Qingzhou extended two fingers, catching the stabbing sword.
“Roar!” The black shadow holding the sword roared, trying to pull it back, but to its horror, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn’t budge.
Meng Qingzhou said calmly, “The Path of Shadows, such a niche path, yet you’ve cultivated it to half-step Sky-Reaching Realm. Impressive.”
“But it’s just impressive, nothing more.”
At the same time, the shadow with the spear finished gathering its strength and hurled the spear at Meng Qingzhou’s head with full force.
Instantly, the black spear shot forward like a dark thunderbolt, unstoppable. Any ordinary late-stage Morning Glow Realm great being would be gravely injured or killed upon contact.
“Time and Space. Reverse Time.” Meng Qingzhou didn’t even turn his head, uttering a few words.
Gray-white light enveloped the spear, freezing it in mid-air, unable to move forward or backward.
“Die!”
Meng Qingzhou clenched his fist, punching the head of the black shadow holding the sword. The Sword Sense of Time and Space penetrated the shadow, completely disintegrating it.
Then.
He turned around and walked step by step towards Wang Xianjia’s true body.
Along the way, Meng Qingzhou casually pointed, knocking down the suspended spear, then flicked his finger, and another Sword Sense of Time and Space disintegrated the shadow holding the spear.
Killing half-step Sky-Reaching Realm experts was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.
With the two black shadows disintegrated, Wang Xianjia’s true body also suffered significant damage, emitting muffled groans from within the black liquid cocoon.
“You’re strong. What realm are you in!?” Wang Xianjia’s angry voice came from the cocoon.
A dignified sword cultivator, not using a sword, but relying on his fists to kill two manifestations of the Path of Shadows.
It was simply unbelievable.
Clang!
Li Guanyan suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Meng Qingzhou as if facing a formidable enemy. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said gravely, “This kid, something’s not right…”
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