Exposure

"Hiss!"

The sect disciple who had asked the question couldn't help but gasp, immediately extinguishing his desire to show off.

He didn't want to face the collective pursuit of the entire Eastern Domain and the forces of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

The sect disciples who were initially confused all shivered simultaneously.

The scene alone made their scalps tingle.

Wei Qing nodded in satisfaction, "So for everyone's safety, we must all swear a Heavenly Dao Oath to keep this secret."

Once a Heavenly Dao Oath was sworn, any oathbreaker would face divine retribution, their souls scattered, and they would be doomed for eternity!

Jun Wushang was the first to declare his stance, his eyes fierce, "I'll do whatever Qingzi says. Anyone who refuses to swear, I'll kill them first."

Tantai Yue chimed in, "Count me in."

Qin Shuang added, "Me too."

"Me as well..."

Including Liu Yulong, Nangong Ruyan, Dongfang Rongrong, and others, they all voiced their agreement.

Then, under everyone's supervision, Wei Qing was the first to swear the oath, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Wei Qing, swear that if I leak any information related to the Cloud Heaven Sect today, I willingly accept my soul being scattered and eternal damnation!"

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Jun Wushang..."

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Tantai Yue..."

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Qin Shuang..."

When it was Zhao Gao's turn to swear, he hesitated for just a moment.

A cold glint flashed, and his body was instantly severed, blood gushing out.

[Ding! Killed a Seventh-Rank High-level Martial Artist]

[Mental Power +50, Strength +53, Constitution +51,]

Everyone looked at Wei Qing in unison, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Junior Brother." Qin Yang shouted, his gaze towards Wei Qing now filled with rage, "Don't you owe me an explanation?"

"An explanation?"

"This is my explanation."

Wei Qing swung his long saber, the blade's energy directly aimed at Qin Yang's arm joint.

Qin Yang's expression changed drastically. He tried to reach out to block, but it was too late.

The robe on his right arm slowly fell away from the joint.

Silver scales, gleaming in the light, were completely exposed to the air.

"He's a Half-Demon."

"Qin Yang actually colluded with the demons and monsters?"

The surrounding sect disciples' faces changed drastically, and their gazes towards the Blood Robe Gate were filled with anger.

The person closest to Zhao Gao's corpse tore off his long robe with a "rip."

Upon seeing the silver scales on Zhao Gao's arm, he shouted loudly:

"This Zhao Gao is one too."

Whoosh!

Seeing that his secret was exposed, Qin Yang didn't dare to linger for a moment and prepared to flee.

Wei Qing raised his saber and stepped forward.

Unfortunately, someone was faster than him.

Qin Shuang, who was only one step away from Qin Yang, flipped his wrist. The tip of the long saber in his hand instantly pierced Qin Yang's body, exiting through him.

"Uh..." Qin Yang's body stiffened, and he vaguely uttered a few broken syllables, "They... won't... let..."

Before he could finish speaking, he toppled to the ground, lifeless.

Qin Shuang twisted his wrist, smoothly pulling his saber back, and with a look of disgust, flicked the blood droplets from the blade.

"My apologies, Brother Wei. I lost my temper and couldn't hold back."

Wei Qing retracted his right foot, which had been mid-air, and chuckled, "Brother Qin, you jest. Killing demons and monsters is everyone's duty, no distinction between you and me."

"Kill!"

Someone shouted.

The remaining sect disciples rushed towards the four surviving disciples of the Blood Robe Gate.

"Spare me! I'll never dare again!"

"I was wrong..."

Faced with the pleas for mercy from a few people, not a single person present showed any leniency.

"Damn, I was too late."

A man sighed, looking at the tightly formed encirclement.

"That bastard, he unfastened my pants."

Another man, who was about to make a move, suddenly found his pants loosening. As he tightened his belt and prepared to strike again, the people from the Blood Robe Gate had already been cut down and were lifeless.

The angry man couldn't help but curse loudly.

At the same time that Zhao Gao and Qin Yang were killed, Zhou Xing, outside the Black Mist Wasteland, took out two white Soul Jade Slips from his embrace.

Seeing the jade slips shatter into two halves, his face instantly changed drastically.

The Great Elder of the Blood Robe Gate stepped forward. Upon seeing the shattered jade slips, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Sect Master, Qin... Qin Yang, something happened to them?"

Although his voice was not loud, everyone present heard it clearly.

His words were like a bombshell, immediately attracting the attention of everyone else present.

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Zhou Xing glared fiercely at the Great Elder and clasped his fists, "Everyone, we have urgent matters to attend to back at the sect. We bid you farewell."

Before Feng Wuyai and the others could react, the people from the Blood Robe Gate fled as if their lives depended on it, rapidly withdrawing from the Black Mist Wasteland.

"It seems Qin Yang and Zhao Gao of the Blood Robe Gate have perished."

Liu Xinghe said softly, his right hand unconsciously reaching for the jade slip in his embrace.

Feng Wuyai, Xuan Yue Li, and others all looked at the Soul Jade Slips in their hands.

After repeatedly examining them and confirming that the jade slips were intact, the anxious hearts of the crowd finally settled.

"I wonder what exactly happened inside? It's driving me crazy."

Zhao Santong paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, constantly glancing in the direction of the thick fog. Seeing no movement from the fog, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

He took a few more steps, then looked again.

Then, he sighed!

"Stop pacing, you're making this old man agitated," Feng Wuyai's voice sounded faintly, with an undeniable authority.

"Yes, Senior."

Zhao Santong replied weakly, with a hint of timidity in his voice. He then collected himself and stood obediently in place, not daring to move carelessly.

Zhang Zhidong gently wiped the sweat from Shen Yan's palm and patted it lightly, signaling her to relax.

"With Wei Qing there, Xue'er and the others will surely be fine."

Yandang Mountain.

At the entrance of the former cave of the Spiritual Stream Demonic Cat, a chessboard was set up.

Beside the chessboard, a graceful woman in a fitted outfit sat leisurely.

Her attire was bold yet charming, with her slender legs casually crossed, revealing an untamed and wild beauty.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse branches and leaves, dappling her shoulders and adding a touch of soft radiance to her.

The woman's fingertips lightly brushed across the chessboard.

Immediately, with a crisp "crack," two pure white chess pieces broke apart.

Seeing this, the woman let out a cold snort, "Trash!"

"Master, what should we do next?"

Tao Kun stood respectfully beside the woman like a bodyguard and asked softly.

At this moment, he deeply regretted choosing to continue associating with demons and monsters.

Just as he was preparing to join forces with the demons and monsters to retaliate against Wei Qing, the woman before him suddenly appeared, defeated him with a single move, and forced him to swallow poison.

To survive, he could only obey the woman's commands.

"Let's go. The show here is temporarily over. It's time for the next act." The woman, looking bored, dropped the white chess pieces in her hand and stood up, heading towards the edge of the forest.