The sound of a sword cry rang out, startling everyone present.
Then they saw Gold Robe Man's head roll to the ground.
The break at his neck was smooth and neat.
Splash.
A stream of scarlet, scalding fresh blood sprayed forth.
Immediately afterward, Gold Robe Man's corpse and the head flung into the air both turned to ashes and scattered away.
This bizarre scene of death made everyone's faces change completely.
"Who is it!?"
The experts from Heart-Painting Studio's camp were shocked and furious, instantly on guard.
Gold Robe Man had been a Middle Stage Profound Unification Realm expert, yet he had died soundlessly on the spot. How could this not alarm them?
Linen-Clothed Old Man's expression darkened as his lightning-like gaze swept the surroundings.
On the stone stele beside the lake, Red Robe Man held a Golden Fishing Rod and sat steadily as if on a fishing platform. Only a glimmer of killing intent surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
Someone actually dared launch a surprise attack on them?
Courting death!!
Amid the oppressive, deathly silence, a light laugh suddenly rang out.
"If you curse me, Su Xuanjun, as a bastard, then you can only atone with your death."
Beneath the distant heavens, Su Yi walked over with his hands clasped behind his back.
Su Xuanjun!?
The crowd stirred, and everyone's expressions changed.
The woman who had escaped death widened her eyes.
Then she cried excitedly, "It's Master Su! I once witnessed Master Su's peerless bearing as he slaughtered his enemies from afar. There can be no mistake!"
The imprisoned cultivators immediately grew excited as well.
Master Su!!
To them, it was like prisoners in a hopeless situation glimpsing a ray of dawn!
"He is Su Xuanjun? The Temple Master's reincarnation?"
The experts from Heart-Painting Studio's camp all