Jun Changxiao had given Lin Shangyi a chance and had not killed the four elders.
Yet he seemed not to realize Gousheng's mercy. Early in the morning, he had brought a coffin to stir up trouble.
What was most intolerable was this.
Elder Song clearly had not been killed by him, yet he still dared to deliberately frame him.
Once was all right.
There would not be a second time.
So Jun Changxiao drew his sword and erased him.
His movements were swift, his methods decisive, leaving Lin Haoyan and the others no time to stop him.
Lin Shangyi's eyes were wide open, his face frozen in unwilling death. He clearly had not expected that, with the forces of the Ten Great Immortal Sects all gathered here, Jun Changxiao would still dare to kill him so recklessly!
For greater profit, he had killed Elder Song.
And now, he had tragically died beneath Jun Changxiao's sword. It could be said that he had fulfilled the words he spoke upon arriving: murderers paid with their lives.
"Jun Changxiao!"
Qianyin Immortal Sect roared, "You have gone completely lawless!"
Jun Changxiao wiped the blood from his blade with a handkerchief and said blandly, "You should have a reason to move against my Eternal Sect now, shouldn't you?"
They did.
And it was more than sufficient.
Of course, Jun Changxiao had not killed Lin Shangyi to provoke the Ten Great Immortal Sects. He simply could not stand the fact that this man had dared to harm even his own people.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The hundreds of Tianhua Dao Sect experts finally came to their senses. They unleashed their cultivation, drew their weapons, and charged forward with murderous light in their eyes.
Their sect leader had been killed.
Any disciple with blood in his veins would never