The incident had happened too suddenly. The other two Heavenly Star Sect disciples were stunned and turned to flee, but Senior Brother Zheng sneered. The red light shot out and trapped the two where they stood. Only then did Lin Xuan see clearly that it was a burning Hook Sword.
"Spirit Tool!" The two Heavenly Star Sect disciples went pale as paper and trembled all over.
"Senior Brother, please take the Millennium Ganoderma and the Mountain Piercing Mastiff's corpse. We only beg you to spare our lives!"
"Yes, Senior Brother. We swear we will keep today's events utterly secret!"
The two begged bitterly, but Senior Brother Zheng remained unmoved. Circulating his spiritual power, he drove the Spirit Tool into a streak of stunning light that pierced straight through both their hearts.
Then, with a sweep of his hand, he stored the Lingzhi Mushroom and the Mountain Piercing Mastiff's corpse in his Storage Bag and vanished in a flash of Escape Light.
The mountain wind blew past, leaving only three corpses lying there in bleak misery.
A moment later, the weeds not far away parted, and a youth emerged. It was Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's expression was grave. He said nothing as he looked at the three corpses on the ground, his brows drawn tightly together.
What had just happened seemed ordinary enough—murder for treasure was a daily occurrence in the Cultivation World. Yet for some reason, Lin Xuan felt that something was off. He seemed to smell the scent of a conspiracy in the air.
No matter what, Stream Leap Ravine seemed far more dangerous than he had imagined. From now on, he would have to be doubly careful.
Meanwhile, the slaughter had grown increasingly savage. Beyond the Spirit Movement Stage disciples, even battles between Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators