Tu Shan True Lord Grants You Freedom

Jiang Ding's divine sense and sword intent swept out in all directions.

They watched every person, every spirit beast, every living creature in the city.

No invisibility or breath-concealment techniques, skin-and-bone-changing arts, light-shrouding spells, or any other such methods had any effect. Beneath the sword intent, every last detail stood starkly revealed.

Yu Zhong, Wei Qingqing, and the Golden Core cultivators of the vassal families were slaughtering the Hei Clan's direct-line cultivators around them, whether they were at Foundation Establishment or Qi Refinement.

They did not even spare the mortals. Years of hatred between the clans were being vented.

The Hei Clan's Golden Core cultivators and the Shang Clan's Golden Core cultivators had each altered their appearances and concealed themselves. Some became children, women, men, or old people; others became birds, dogs, insects, and the like.

Some had even turned into bricks and buried themselves deep beneath the earth. Their methods were exquisite. Many Golden Core cultivators from the vassal families walked right past them without sensing a thing.

The rest were scattered cultivators, merchants, and other unaffiliated people, along with the original residents of Beast-Spirit Immortal City. Their numbers were immense, making up the vast majority.

Many took advantage of the chaos to burn, kill, plunder, and pillage, seeking to defy fate and change their destinies by seizing the resources needed to advance to the next realm.

Ding!

Jiang Ding flicked his flying sword with a finger.

A clear, faintly chilling sound wave spread in every direction, reaching the ears of every person, whether Qi Refinement cultivator, mortal, Golden Core cultivator, or Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Those who heard the sword cry stiffened instinctively, whether they were plundering or roaring as they fought.

"Everyone, return to your own residences immediately."

"Cause no trouble. Do not smash, loot, burn, or attack