"Han Zhengyang... is dead..."
Wei Liang, Lu Xiu, and the handful of other Foundation Establishment Late Stage and Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators had taken a blow from Huang Tian and fallen grievously wounded. They were already horrified. Now they saw Huang Tian run Han Zhengyang, a disciple of Junyan Grotto-Heaven, through the chest with a single sword stroke, and their minds went blank.
"Doesn't he fear that a Violet Palace True Person from Junyan Grotto-Heaven—or even High Saint King Ling himself—might come to kill him?"
Throughout history, plenty of Grotto-Heaven disciples had died beyond their homes, and most of their killers had never faced retaliation. But there were always exceptions. Encountering one meant terrible luck. That was why the sects and cultivators of the mortal world kept a respectful distance from such disciples: they might seek their favor, but they did not want to make enemies of them.
Yet this Rogue Cultivator from Heaven's South named Huang Tian had been so bold. He seemed not to care in the slightest whether killing Han Zhengyang would invite revenge...
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, while Wei Liang and the others were still stunned, Huang Tian turned his head high overhead and looked straight at them. The Heavenly Water Void-Ring Sword hummed in his hand!
"Not good! Run!" Huang Tian's gaze sent a shudder through Wei Liang. He snapped to his senses, forced himself upright despite his severe wounds, and pinched a pale silver talisman between the fingers of his right hand. As he poured magic power into it, brilliant silver light enveloped him and carried him swiftly toward the Secret Realm's exit.
The Secret Realm was sealed for now and would not reopen for another two months, but that restriction applied to cultivators entering from outside. Those already within could leave without too much difficulty.