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It was a head with eyes wide open in death, twisted in agony.

"Uncle-Master!" Ji Lian covered her mouth, while Zhao Ye gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly they crackled.

Dai Wanghuan, holding back his inner grief, stepped forward and shielded his junior brother and sister behind him.

He took a step forward and looked up at the figure on the hillside.

The man was dressed in a gray robe, with a towering stature and robust muscles; his hands and face were smeared with a bit of crimson blood.

What was most peculiar were the man's eyes.

His pupils were constricted to pinpoints, but his sclera were excessively white.

Being watched by those eyes felt like having a sharp weapon pressed against one's skin, a strong sense of threat penetrating the marrow, making it difficult to summon even the slightest desire to resist.

He was Xie Linyuan, an elder of the Demon Illusion Sect.

"My Lingxiu Sect has no grudges with your Demon Illusion Sect. Our waters do not offend your river, so why exterminate us to the last?" Dai Wanghuan took a deep breath, took down the long sword hanging at his waist, and held it in his hand. At this moment, he was prepared for death, but he still wanted to understand the reason before his demise.

"Our waters do not offend your river..." Xie Linyuan, as if hearing some joke, shook his head and chuckled, then retorted, "Since when has my Demon Illusion Sect needed a reason to kill?"

"Very good! Very good indeed!" Dai Wanghuan's eyes instantly filled with crimson blood vessels.

"I'll hold him back; you two seize the chance to escape!" He sent a message to his junior brother and sister, and before waiting for a reply, he lightly touched the ground with his foot, longsword held horizontally, and fiercely thrust toward Xie Linyuan on the hillside.

In the sunset—

It was clear to see that wisps of white Qi were entwined around Dai Wanghuan's longsword.

The sword, seemingly stable, was in fact vibrating at an extremely high frequency due to a special force. Coupled with the Lingxiu Sect's transmitted movement technique, when exerting full force, one could even vanish from an opponent's sight, possessing a strong capability for sudden assassination.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Xie Linyuan, an elder of the Demon Illusion Sect.

The man had reached the Heavenly Deceit Realm.

Heavenly Deceit pertains to the development of the brain, the most mysterious.

Also divided into three steps: Hole Mystery, Qi Control, and True Return, where the first realm Hole Mystery corresponds to the development of perception. In this realm, a martial artist's five senses could increase tens or hundreds of times, even allowing sight and touch of the incredible and cunning affairs within the Immortal Heavens.

Dai Wanghuan's this sword stroke was desperate, his speed pushed to the limit, the most extraordinary he had ever been.

But in the eyes of Xie Linyuan, it was like a slow-motion action ten times slowed down. Muscle expansion and contraction, the burst of force, even every vibration of the sword blade, was clear and thorough in Xie Linyuan's perception, bright as daylight.

Crack!

In the instant that Dai Wanghuan was about to pierce the chest.

Xie Linyuan struck like lightning, his two fingers pinning the blade as he simultaneously injected his force into it.

Opposing forces collided on the sword's edge, then exploded. The ordinary iron-forged weapon could not bear it and was torn apart inch by inch in Dai Wanghuan's hands. The scattered force and metal fragments pierced through his body, causing blood to spurt out.

His pupils contracted, and even before he could feel the pain, Xie Linyuan's palm had already thrust forward.

Five fingers came together like a bladed spear.

It entered through Dai Wanghuan's forehead and exited from the back of his head.

The wound brought out chunks of bloodied brain, and the greatest disciple of the Lingxiu Sect was dead beyond doubt.

In the eyes of Zhao Ye and Ji Lian, from Dai Wanghuan's angry strike to his head blasting open and meeting his death.

Everything happened in an instant.

As the senior brother sprinted, the black clumps of mud kicked up from his feet had not yet fallen to the ground.

The man was already pierced through by the Demon Sect leader's hand, blood spreading all over the ground.

This is the realm of Heavenly Deceit!

To the two of them, such methods seemed undoubtedly divine and demonic.

No longer able to muster any thought of resistance, they were filled with fear and turned to flee into the mountains and forests.

But on the hillside, Xie Linyuan merely waved his hand forward. The shattered blade fragments, screeching, shot out instantly, piercing through both their hearts, the back of their heads, and other vital areas.

They took a few slow steps forward, then collapsed just the same, a pool of fresh blood gradually gathering beneath them, mirroring the sky.

Xie Linyuan closed his eyes, his face showing an obsessed look.

The scent of blood, revolting to ordinary folks, was like a rich and mellow liquor to his senses.

This was because Heavenly Deceit Realm experts, while their senses are enhanced, are also disturbed by the Immortal Heavens. One second, you see a charming girl, the next, she transforms into a peeled and oozing ghost. You think you're enjoying a delicious meal, but your mouth feels as if it's chewing on rotten, stinking raw meat.

Only when fully immersed in the act of killing and taking another's life.

The chaotic senses could then regain some calmness.

Finding temporary relief.

The rustling of footsteps came, and Xie Linyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked toward the sound.

Stealthily approaching from the dense forest was an outer sect disciple with a slight impression on him.

Upon seeing Xie Linyuan, the disciple immediately knelt down, weeping and beating his head on the ground incessantly, "Elder, you must avenge our brothers and sisters."

"What happened?" Xie Linyuan asked in surprise.

Pang Shan was extremely powerful, Mu Yuyan excelled in schemes, and with the monster Lian Shan, these three together should not encounter any accidents in Baihua County.

Zhao Youzhi recounted everything he had seen, but as he spoke, blood began to seep from his mouth and nose, and his face swelled into a frightful shade of purple. Xie Linyuan merely glanced at him and knew that this disciple's internal organs had been corroded by fungal toxins beyond saving, not even by a god.

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