Before long, the light of dusk spilled over the peak, bathing the entire mountain in golden splendor.
Light Dust True Lord had already departed with the others. Fierce winds swept over the peak, and the thick stench of blood gradually began to fade.
Only then did the remaining cultivators feel somewhat reassured. This purge had asked neither who was right or wrong nor what their reasons were.
Everything had depended on the attitudes the various lineages displayed when the Penglai Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator appeared.
The Li Family and Jiang Family had performed relatively well among them, and naturally, both had been spared.
But at this moment, Li Quanxian's back was already soaked with sweat.
Had his father not stopped him, he might have impulsively offered a pledge of allegiance just now.
"Quanxian, focus more on your cultivation from now on," Li Shangwu said beside him.
His meaning was clear: the Li Family's next leader would not be him.
Similar scenes played out among several other lineages. Those who had performed well would be held in higher regard by their respective factions, and might even receive focused support in the future.
Those who had performed poorly would naturally be pushed away from their lineage's inner circle.
Those small lineages and factions had little room for trial and error.
After all, a single misstep could doom an entire lineage.
"Everyone may descend the mountain now. The Nascent Soul lecture and auction will be postponed, with new dates to be announced," Ye Jingyu's voice rang out over the peak.
After such a major incident, the scheduled lecture and auction naturally could not proceed on time. They understood that much.
The cultivators targeted by the purge would still face pursuit from the major sects, and even their sect headquarters would be destroyed.
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