Lu Zheng had always kept his word. If he said he would leave Golden Absolute Venerable an intact corpse, then he would leave Golden Absolute Venerable an intact corpse. He would never go back on his word.
Even though he had beheaded him with a single slash, severing head from body, he finally used the Freezing Cold Curse to reattach his head to his body.
What mattered was integrity! And now that Golden Absolute Venerable was dead, his junior brother naturally could not hope to survive either.
Lu Zheng struck again. The other party had only a little over a thousand years of Dao Comprehension and did not hold out for long before Lu Zheng's blades scattered his ghostly body. He turned directly into wisps of smoke, worn away clean by Innate Cloud Qi.
Thus, Golden Absolute Venerable, the senior disciple of the Profound Yin Mountain lineage, had perished completely and would never return to the Netherworld.
"Is there no one left in the Profound Yin Mountain lineage?" Lu Zheng could not help asking.
Si Lingxi shook her head. "There are still a few, but none amount to much. If we fought at Peach Blossom Glade, even Sister Ying could handle them."
"I see. Then I'm relieved." Lu Zheng nodded, and Shen Ying also let out a breath of relief. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Just a few years ago, Profound Yin Mountain had still been a towering mountain pressing down upon them.
Back then, when Real Person Qing Song explained the origins of the Profound Yin Divine Mirror to Lu Zheng and told him not to expose it too often, Lu Zheng had been especially serious and cautious. For a long time afterward, he had not dared reveal the Magical Artifact.
Now, several years had passed,