True Monarch Tushan Grants You Freedom

Jiang Ding's divine sense and sword intent swept out in all directions.

They watched every person in the city, every spirit beast, and every living creature.

No invisibility or breath-concealing techniques, skin-changing and bone-replacing methods, light-shielding spells, or other arts had any effect. Beneath the sword intent, every last detail stood fully exposed.

Yu Zhong, Wei Qingqing, and the other Golden Core cultivators from the Vassal Families were slaughtering the surrounding Black Clan Direct Lineage cultivators, whether they were Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining.

Even mortals were spared by no one. The hatred accumulated by the Lineage over many years was being vented.

The Black Clan's Golden Core cultivators and the Shang Clan's Golden Core cultivators had each altered their appearances and hidden themselves. Some had turned into children, women, men, or elderly people; others into birds, dogs, insects, and the like.

Some had even turned into bricks and buried themselves deep beneath the soil. Their methods were exquisite, and many Golden Core cultivators from the Vassal Families passed right by them without noticing anything.

The rest were scattered individuals such as Rogue Cultivators and merchants, along with Beast Spirit Immortal City's original residents. Their numbers were immense and made up the overwhelming majority.

Many people took advantage of the chaos to burn, kill, plunder, and loot with wild abandon, hoping to defy fate and seize the resources needed to advance to the next realm.

Ding!

Jiang Ding flicked the flying sword with a finger.

A crisp yet faintly chilly sound wave spread in all directions, entering everyone's ears, whether they were Qi Refining cultivators, mortals, Golden Core cultivators, or Foundation Establishment cultivators.

No matter whether they were looting or roaring as they fought, everyone who heard the sword cry instinctively stiffened.

"All of you, return to your residences immediately."