"Clear the accounts? What accounts should be settled?"
Tie Li's eyes flickered and he tried to calmly argue, "Tang Sect's disaster was a disaster from heaven. I, Ironblood Sect, just bought the land without one according to the rules. What crime do I have to do?!"
"Tie Li--!"
"Fuck your mother--!!!"
Tang Ya pointed at him and cursed loudly, his voice shrill and trembling with extreme anger, "Kill my parents, take away me Tang Sect, now you dare to say such things with red lips and white teeth?! Are you worthy of talking about rules?!"
Long Jinyu stopped talking, and the nine-colored brilliance suddenly bloomed in his eyes. A spiritual power as vast as the sea of stars no longer concealed it, suddenly descended, and accurately crushed into Tie Li's sea of consciousness.
"Ah--!"
Tie Li held his head and screamed miserably, making a strange "ho ho" sound in his throat, and his whole body collapsed as if his bones had been ripped out.
"Arguing with words is meaningless." Long Jinyu said lightly, "Since you choose to tarnish this place with lies, then the truth will return in the way you fear most."
He raised his right hand in vain, and the space above his palm was slightly distorted. A bit of nine-color light bloomed from nothingness, quickly condensed and stretched, and turned into a simple dark golden ring, floating quietly.
The structure of the ring is exquisite, and definitely not of any Soul Tool style known to the mainland. Its center is not a gem, but a ball of dense brilliance flowing freely, as if there are nebulae arising and dying inside. Just one look at it will make you feel that your soul is being sucked into it.
As soon as this object came out, the surrounding light dimmed, as if it was the only light source between heaven and earth.
"This object is named 'Light of the Past'."
Long Jinyu's voice echoed in the silent courtyard.
"It is our clan's 'weapon of principles and principles'. It does not harm the physical body, and does not destroy the soul. It only reflects the bottom layer of consciousness of living beings, and there is absolutely no possibility of tampering."
"Today, I would like to ask Master Tie to personally 'narrate' the past events to your disciples."
As soon as he finished speaking, he gently held up the ring. The dense brilliance in the center of the ring had automatically flowed down, turning into a nine-color light pillar as clear as a spring, and suddenly enveloped Tie Li's head!
"No... no! Take it away! Uhhhhh--!!!"
Tie Li's resistance was meaningless. In the pillar of light, he seemed to be "lit" from the inside out, his eyeballs bulged horribly, bloodshot eyes burst, and every muscle in his body was spasming wildly. It was not physical pain, but the ultimate fear of his soul being "publicly executed".
Immediately afterwards, a scene that everyone will never forget appeared -
Over the courtyard, the moonlight was obscured by a huge curtain of light and shadow.
What "Light of the Past" captures and reproduces is not a fragmentary picture, but the complete "causal chain" of the bloody history in Tie Li's memory, with the most primitive emotions, smells and touches of the time, hitting the depths of every onlooker's consciousness...
"Screen 1: Bloody Night"
Late at night, outside the Tang Sect mansion, there was first the harsh sound of metal friction and screams. Countless Ironblood Sect disciples invaded like locusts, slashing everyone they saw, and the flames shot into the sky. The old sect leader and his wife fought bloody battles, and were eventually besieged to death by several Soul Master...
The screen shook, showing Tie Li charging from the first perspective. The knife in his hand chopped up the Tang Sect plaque, and the firelight reflected the crazy joy on his face.
"Screen 2: Greedy Laughter"
The camera suddenly zoomed in, cutting to a dark cellar. A hand covered in blood roughly flipped through <Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record>, and sneered hoarsely, "Tang Sect? From today on, Heaven Dou City only has iron blood!"
"Screen Three: Fear of Cubs"
The scene was again fixed in a dirty alley: a slim, muddy, shivering little girl was huddled next to a rubbish pile, being lifted up by her hair held by a big hand. Outside the scene, Tie Li's cold voice came. "Tell us the whereabouts of your young master, otherwise..."
More dirty things followed: annexation, trading, betrayal...
The light and shadow intertwined with the sounds and emotions of that year, as if everyone's heads were pressed into a pool of blood, forcing them to breathe the fishy smell of that year.
"No... this is not true! Black magic! This is magic!" Tie Li collapsed on the ground, his face distorted and roared, but his voice was pale and weak in front of the bloody truth.
The entire Ironblood Sect was deathly silent.
"Danglang--"
The roaring disciples opened their mouths, and the sound of weapons falling to the ground rang out sporadically, like the syllables of the collapse of faith. Many people looked at Tie Li and the elders, and their eyes changed from anger to shock, and finally turned into complete contempt and fear.
The elders who had participated in the incident lost all color on their faces and closed their eyes. Some of the young disciples who once worshiped Tie Li began to retching. The foundation of the sect they relied on for survival was actually such filthy blood and mud.
Bei Bei's fists clenched, thunder and lightning around his body moved uncontrollably, and the ground beneath his feet was black and cracked. Tang Ya's face was already filled with tears, and his body was shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. He was biting his lower lip, blood seeping between his teeth, but he felt no pain. He could only feel the intense dizziness that a great revenge was about to be avenged.
The light and shadow fade away, and the night sky becomes clear again.
Long Jinyu's voice is like the final verdict falling from the sky, cold, sacred, and unquestionable:
"Ironblood Sect core, anyone who participated in the extermination of the family or pursued them afterwards will be punished."
"The rest of the disciples and servants, those who are not stained with the blood of the Tang Sect, will destroy the foundation of the Ironblood Sect and be expelled from this place."
"The name here will never be known from now on."
At some point, the plaque of the Ironblood Sect had been wrapped in a layer of nine-color Soul Power, hanging silently behind him. Under the gaze of everyone, it started from the edge, as if being eroded by time and regret at the same time, silently turned into fine quicksand, and drifted down.
"Arrogant!"
An elder finally couldn't hold back anymore and shouted sternly, "Fight him!" Several Ironblood Sect core diehards burst out in response, Soul Ring lit up one after another, and their strongest Soul Skill blasted towards the silver-haired figure without reservation!
Long Jinyu didn't even move. This time, he didn't even bother to launch a defense.
"Boom!"
Several Soul Skill hit him firmly, making an ear-shattering noise, flying dust and gravel, and completely engulfed his figure.
"Sister!" Bei Bei and Tang Ya lost their voices.
"Ha... haha!" The elder who took action gasped and forced a smile that was uglier than crying. "You know how powerful it is, right? I thought it was more..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't even lie to himself - just now the sect leader couldn't get close to the opponent with all his strength, so what could they do with these few attacks?
The smoke gradually dispersed.
Sure enough, Long Jinyu stood there, not even wrinkled at the corner of his clothes. To him, those Soul Skill were just the breeze blowing on his face.
He raised his right foot and lightly stepped on the ground.
"Boom."
An invisible shock wave suddenly spread out with him as the center, and the air emitted a low hum. The Soul King and Soul Ancestor who were at the front spurted blood and flew backwards. Soul Power collapsed and fell like a rag bag, unable to get up again.
The whole place fell silent, and the remaining disciples were so stunned that they even forgot to breathe.