Exposure

"Hiss!"

The 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 Tianyuan Realm's forces.

The disciples who hadn't understood at first also shivered in unison.

Just thinking about the scene 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 made, any breaker would face divine retribution, their souls scattered and never to recover!

Jun Wushang was the first to voice his agreement, his eyes fierce, "I'll do whatever Qingzi says. If anyone refuses to swear, I'll kill them first."

Tantai Yue chimed in, "Count me in."

Qin Shuang said, "Me too."

"Me as well..."

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

Then, under everyone's supervision, Wei Qing was the first to take the oath, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Wei Qing, swear that if I leak any information about the Cloud Firmament Sect today, I willingly accept my soul being scattered and never recovering!"

"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 separated, blood gushing out.

[Ding! Killed a High Seventh Rank 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 filled with anger once more, "Don't you owe me an explanation?"

"An explanation?"

"This is my explanation."

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

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

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

Silver fish scale patterns were completely exposed to the air.

"He's a half-demon."

"Qin Yang actually defected to the demon race?"

The surrounding disciples' faces changed dramatically, their gazes towards the Blood Robe Sect filled with anger.

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

Upon seeing the silver fish scale patterns on Zhao Gao's arm, he shouted:

"This Zhao Gao too."

Whoosh!

Seeing that his cover was blown, 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, passing through him.

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

Before he could finish, he fell to the ground, lifeless.

Qin Shuang twisted his wrist, smoothly withdrawing his saber, and with a look of disgust, flicked the blood beads off its blade.

"My apologies, Brother Wei. I couldn't control myself in my anger."

Wei Qing retracted the right foot he had suspended in mid-air and smiled, "Brother Qin, you jest. Killing demons is everyone's duty, there's no distinction between you and me."

"Kill!"

Someone shouted.

The remaining disciples of the sects swarmed towards the four surviving disciples of the Blood Robe Sect.

"Spare me, I'll never dare again."

"I was wrong..."

Facing the pleas for mercy from a few people, no one present showed any leniency.

"Damn, I was too late."

A man sighed as he looked at the impenetrable encirclement.

"That bastard, he unbuttoned my pants."

Another man, who was just about to strike, suddenly felt his pants loosen. As he tightened his belt, preparing to attack again.

The members of the Blood Robe Sect 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 Sect stepped forward. Upon seeing the jade slips broken, 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, instantly drawing the attention of everyone else present.

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

Before Feng Wuya and the others could react, the people from the Blood Robe Sect, as if fleeing for their lives, rapidly withdrew from the Black Mist Wasteland.

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

Liu Xinghe spoke softly, his right hand unconsciously reaching towards the jade slip in his embrace.

Feng Wuya, Xuan Yue Li, and the others all looked at the soul jade slips in their hands.

After repeatedly examining them and confirming that the jade slips were intact, the worried hearts of everyone finally relaxed.

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

Zhao Santong was like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth incessantly. He would occasionally glance in the direction of the dense fog, and seeing no movement from it, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

He took a few more steps, then looked again.

Then, he sighed!

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

"Yes, Senior."

Zhao Santong replied weakly, his voice tinged with a hint of timidity. He immediately collected himself, stood properly in place, and dared not move carelessly anymore.

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

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

Yandang Mountain.

At the entrance of the former cave of the Spirit 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 stylish, with her slender legs casually crossed, exuding an unrestrained and wild beauty.

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

The woman's fingertips lightly brushed over the chessboard.

Immediately, with a crisp "crack," two pristine white chess pieces shattered.

Seeing this, the woman snorted coldly, "Trash!"

"Mistress, 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.

Just as he was preparing to join forces with the demons to seek revenge on 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 orders.

"Let's go. The show here is temporarily over. It's time for the next act," the woman said with a look of disappointment, dropping the white chess pieces in her hand and rising to walk towards the edge of the forest.