It wasn't that he was being presumptuous, but rather that he and his brother simply couldn't bear the consequences of Sun Shigang falling into the hands of the Heavenly Court's forces.

Although Sun Shigang may not reveal his identity as a follower of the Demon Path, may not disclose that Shi Chun is also from the Demon Path.

Even though the forces of the Heavenly Court may not inquire as to what exactly happened, may not take Sun Shigang away for healing.

But he dared not take that risk; at this point, letting Sun Shigang utter even half a word was dangerous. Who knew what Sun Shigang would shout out to save his life, to get help. If there was any chance, he would not give Sun Shigang the opportunity to speak.

Nor could he allow Sun Shigang the chance to escape and be healed, for this demon cultivator was not of the Upper Realm cultivation, but of the Great Achievement Realm. Should he escape, they would be the ones facing danger.

Therefore, the moment the Heavenly Court soldier implied non-intervention, he immediately struck to kill, not giving the other party a chance to even say "but."

This blade made Wu Jinliang's heartstrings tighten, and he quietly observed the reactions of several Heavenly Court soldiers.

He knew this was his fault for not being careful enough, and that if something was amiss, he should have silenced it immediately. But the Master was still the same Master he knew, who would act decisively to plug the leaks and dared to make a move when necessary.

After that one strike, Shi Chun was also looking at those soldiers.

The five Heavenly Court soldiers remained silent as well, saying nothing, not moving, quietly and blankly staring at him...

On the best looking hilltop of the training field, which was the very hilltop other onlookers on different hilltops would occasionally stealthily glance at, which even Miao Dingyi and Young Master Nan had no access to, actually had some visitors tonight. They just didn't light any lamps, perhaps not wanting to draw too much attention from outsiders.

Not many, just seven arrived, each with an extraordinary aura, sitting in the dark pavilions and towers. They would occasionally chat and laugh. Among them was the head figure of Su Yuan Sect from Shengshen Continent, and the number one figure from Wukang Mountain, the Shengzhou Domain Master.

The mirror image of that one blade brought the chatter in the pavilions to a halt, and the seven Domain Masters' gazes were intently fixated on the mirror image, reevaluating with a new perspective.

For these Domain Masters, although located in various states, coming to the Royal Court was quite convenient. Xun Gate was just beside them, merely a few steps away. It was all about whether they wanted to come or not.

Gradually, the various noises across the training field subsided, eventually leaving a dead silence, with only the sound of the mountain wind passing. Everyone was staring blankly at the mirror image; what they really wanted to see was the subsequent reaction of the Heavenly Court soldiers.

There had been scenes of fighting and killing in the images before, but to attack in front of the Heavenly Court forces, and seemingly to intentionally show the strike for them to see, seemed to have a defiant purpose. They had seen the arrogant, but never the audaciously arrogant like this.

Actually, everyone really wanted to know what the people in the images said to the Heavenly Court soldiers. Unfortunately, there was only imagery but no sound.

The stern-faced woman from Moon Valley, who was also the leading elder, named Jian Lingzhen, stared at the mirror image with a gaze deep and angry. Her eyes seemed to spit fire, and her hands clutched tightly, then again tightly. However, considering the seating area belonging to the sects of Sheng Province, she had to maintain the decorum of her sect, and after taking a deep breath to suppress her fury, she sat down again expressionlessly.

There were some unwritten rules for this grand assembly; everyone knew that fighting and snatching were inevitable. There's no reason why other sects could have people killed, and yours couldn't.

The disciples sitting on either side of her exchanged glances and then also sat down.

Ke Yizong, the elder from the Sheng Province seating area, was almost shocked enough to jump out of his seat by that blade in the mirror image. He had words in his mouth, which he opened several times but ended up not making a sound.

His disciples were equally surprised but not very unexpected after the initial shock.

They looked at Elder Ke's reaction. They wanted to tell him that in Lankang City, daring to kill Wei Bian, escaping when taken up the mountain, still daring to beat up the Sect Master's Direct Disciple during the punishment period. These two who came out of the prison seemed to always do this. Letting these two attend, wouldn't it be logical for something to happen? Why are you so surprised?

They both didn't care, as they weren't burdened with the issue of taking a stand; when the sky fell, there was a tall one to hold it up.

What they didn't consider was that Ke was one of the tall ones of Wukang Mountain and was also the leader for this journey. Moreover, those two in the image were his disciples.

Feng Chi draped in a black cloak watched the mirror image and was bewildered. Her first reaction was, did the Holy Daughter know? Sun Shigang was responsible for coordinating the contact center in the arena. With this contact hub disrupted, how would the Holy Daughter communicate with others? Without the corresponding forces' assistance, how could the Holy Daughter obtain a good standing to return to Wukang Mountain and complete the integration plan?

At the stands, Young Master Nan, who was leaning back in his chair nonchalantly, almost stuck his tongue out, staring fixedly at the mirror image as if he was immobilized by an immobilization charm.

A family of three next to him was also stunned. Lan Qiaoyan let out a sigh and then wryly said, "That style from the Land of Exile has come out again."

Miao Yilan was just dumbfounded and unable to recover her senses. She had only heard a lot about the things done by the East Nine Plain Master from her mother before. Today she had witnessed first-hand that there was not a bit left of the cultured appearance he showed in front of her; he was entirely a fierce man who killed without batting an eye.

The shock for everyone was yet to come.

In the valley, the leading soldier frowned for a long time, eventually moving his gaze away from Shi Chun and turning his head to say, "Check him and carry him away."

A soldier immediately searched Sun Shigang's body, finding and passing the mother-and-child charm to someone else.

Shi Chun turned around, gestured to the other four Moon Valley disciples lying on the ground, and asked Wu Jinliang, "Did they confess?"

Wu Jinliang replied with limited knowledge and gestured towards Sun Shigang with a lift of his chin, "That one's stubborn."

Shi Chun twisted around and swung his blade, the light of the sword flashing left and right like chopping grass. In a few movements, he sheathed his blade, and only then did the splattered blood fully hit the ground.

"I am..." Before a Moon Valley disciple could finish his mumbled words, he stiffened, his neck gushing blood, eyes bulging wide.

All four had their necks severed, were immobilized, unable to move, only twitching slightly.

Wu Jinliang's expression was priceless as he slowly turned his head to look at the members of the Heavenly Court.

In front of Sun Shigang's corpse, the soldiers, whether kneeling or standing, had all grown silent, intently watching the scene unfold.

Shi Chun, having shaken the blood from his knife, turned to them and said, "I was going to kill them later anyway; no need to make you come back a second time."

Besides eliminating witnesses, he was also being honest; he still needed to seclude himself to refine the demon flames within his body and didn't want to be disturbed by a second visit.

In the pavilion occupying the best viewing position of the drill ground, the man sitting centrally, clad in black with rosy cheeks and three strands of ink-black beard, exuding a calm and dignified aura, shifted his gaze from the mirroring image and turned his head to ask, "Which state, which sect do they belong to?"

He was Chi Rang, the Domain Master of Xuan State.

A man standing silently with his hands tied by the column immediately approached respectfully, without blocking the view of other Domain Masters, slightly bowed, and said, "The one in chestnut-colored clothes is a disciple of Wukang Mountain from Sheng Province, and the one in yellow is a disciple of Moon Valley, also from Sheng Province."

He was the organizer here; recognizing the sects of so many participants by their attire alone showed the effort put in.

"Oh, they're both from Sheng Province, then there's no issue," Chi Rang, the Domain Master of Xuan State, said with a faint smile before waving for the man to step back. Leaning back in his chair, he turned to a man sitting two seats away clad in ginger-yellow gauzed clothes and said, "This fratricide is quite amusing, how obliging."

The man in ginger-yellow gauze was Wei Mo, the Life Continent Domain Master, with a square face and three strands of beard, wearing a proper headdress, his face expressionless.

Following that, someone teased, "Why has this scene lasted so long? Did they know we were coming and decided to put on a show for us?"

Laughter echoed around.

The Life Continent Domain Master, Wei Mo, turned his head from side to side, still expressionless, as if he had heard nothing, but the gaze he directed towards the mirroring image grew deeper.

The silence in the drill ground was shattered, replaced by sounds of shock and murmurs.

Witnessing the death of another four disciples, Jian Lingzhen, elder of Moon Valley, stood up abruptly, turned, and swept a fierce gaze across the seating area of the various sects of Sheng Province.

Elder Ke of Wukang Mountain trembled violently with rage, muttering, "How dare this scoundrel, how dare..."

In the stands, Young Master Nan's eyes nearly popped out as his gaze landed on Miao Dingyi, squeaking out, "Brother Miao, your... family member is a bit, a bit..."

He wanted to say, "Your family member is acting quite arrogantly because he has your support," but he ultimately didn't voice it out.

However, Miao Dingyi seemed to understand and abruptly turned to stare at him, indifferently saying, "Young Master Nan, how much longer do you want this scene to go on? Isn't it about time? It's not appropriate to keep watching like this."

"Ah?" Young Master Nan suddenly came to his senses, realizing he was inadvertently roasting Shi Chun on the fire. He hurriedly called the organizer over, pointing at the mirroring image and exclaimed, "Hurry, make them stop, change to someone else."

"Oh, oh, oh." The organizer quickly ran off.

Seeing Miao Dingyi's expression, Young Master Nan cursed his bad luck, aware that he had caused trouble and that he could no longer be in charge of broadcasting the scenes from the Wu Kang Mountain Envoy. Regretfully thinking of the money spent without any good results, he felt aggrieved.

Enshrouded in a black cloak, Feng Chi was also stunned; her own group, just like that, had been wiped out by Shi Chun. As someone with aspirations in the Demon Path, she wasn't angry. Instead, a thrill surged on her face.

It had been a long time since she had seen such boldness—defying the Heavenly Court right to their faces. Such a domineering Demon Path spirit was rare to witness. Her heart leapt with joy, recognizing a future for the Demon Path!

At that moment, the person who had left the seat beside her returned, whispering in her ear, "The higher-ups said that although Young Master Nan paid for the mirroring image, next to it are Lan Qiaoyan and her family; Miao Dingyi from Bowan Building is present. They said you'd understand what that means."

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