Atone for His Crimes by Meritorious Service! Wipe Out the Demonic Sect in One Fell Swoop!

"Whoosh—"

The Poison Blood Banner whipped up a wave of blood.

Just as Cangsong Daoist was about to strike and kill Ji Changfeng, he saw him form a sword seal with his fingers and softly chant an unusually familiar incantation.

"I seek not Zhuxian, only to slay ghosts and gods!"

The clear voice echoed beside Cangsong Daoist's ears.

At that moment, he froze completely.

"Whoosh—"

The Poison Blood Banner fell to the ground.

Cangsong Daoist stared blankly at Ji Changfeng.

At that moment, a figure in his memories gradually overlapped with him. Cangsong Daoist staggered forward, slightly reaching out toward Ji Changfeng, tears streaming down his face.

"Slay Ghosts and Gods? This is Slay Ghosts and Gods!?"

"Senior Brother Wan..."

The expression on Ji Changfeng's face did not change in the slightest.

Once Slay Ghosts and Gods was unleashed, there was no turning back, because its unstoppable momentum did not permit retreat.

"Clang—"

Dazzling sword light flashed.

An indomitable Sword Intent suddenly erupted.

A crescent-shaped Sword Qi abruptly slashed toward Cangsong Daoist.

"Riiip—"

The tearing sensation jolted Cangsong Daoist's mind awake. He hurriedly emerged from his grief, then swiftly reached down and picked up the Poison Blood Banner from the ground.

"Whoosh—"

The blood wave swept out.

His Supreme Purity Realm cultivation was revealed without doubt.

With a casual strike, Cangsong Daoist extinguished Ji Changfeng's Slay Ghosts and Gods.

After doing all that.

Cangsong Daoist unhesitatingly tossed aside the Poison Blood Banner in his hand, then looked at Ji Changfeng with trembling eyes.

"Nephew Changfeng, you..."

"Where exactly did your Slay Ghosts and Gods come from?"

"He... he is still alive, isn't he?"

"Senior Brother Wan is still alive, right?"

Faced with Cangsong Daoist's questions, Ji Changfeng's expression remained as calm as ever. He said lightly:

"Uncle-Master Cangsong, this disciple does not know what you mean."

"But..."

"You may ask Sect Leader Martial Uncle."

As soon as the words fell.

Cangsong Daoist suddenly stiffened.

For he sensed an extremely gloomy gaze watching him from behind.

Cangsong Daoist silently turned around.

He saw True Master Daoxuan holding the Immortal Slaying Sword and glaring at him, boundless fury suppressed in his eyes.

"Cangsong, do you know what you are doing?"

True Master Daoxuan's heavy voice carried a hint of reproach.

Cangsong Daoist opened his mouth.

He had wanted to say something, but his attention had now been completely drawn to Slay Ghosts and Gods.

"Where is Senior Brother Wan? Senior Brother Wan isn't dead, is he?!"

Cangsong Daoist looked pleadingly at True Master Daoxuan.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, please tell me. Senior Brother Wan isn't dead, is he? Please tell me..."

Suppressing the rage in his heart, True Master Daoxuan rebuked, "You still know that I am your senior brother?!"

His right hand holding the Immortal Slaying Sword trembled slightly.

If the man before him had not been Cangsong, he would have long wanted to bring down his sword and purge the Qingyun Sect.

"Senior Brother Wan, Senior Brother Wan..." Cangsong Daoist lowered his head, tears streaming down his face like a helpless child.

Seeing this, True Master Daoxuan took a deep breath.

"Get to the Ancestral Hall and kneel!"

"The Ancestral Hall?" Cangsong Daoist was stunned.

As though he had thought of something, he hurriedly flew toward Tongtian Peak on his sword, his face filled with joy.

True Master Daoxuan drew the Poison Blood Banner from the ground into his hand, then followed after him with a grim expression.

"Nephew Changfeng, go wait at Yuqing Hall."

True Master Daoxuan's calm voice drifted through the wind.

Ji Changfeng bowed slightly. "Yes, Sect Leader Martial Uncle!"

With that, he summoned the Ink Snow Divine Sword and leisurely flew toward Tongtian Peak.

Ah, Sect Leader Martial Uncle, you truly are a fine judge of character.

You spotted at a glance that Cangsong was a traitor...

Ji Changfeng found it rather amusing.

He wondered how the aftermath would be handled.

How would Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi deal with Cangsong?

Logically speaking.

Colluding with the Demonic Sect was a grave crime.

Even in the Qingyun Sect, it warranted execution. Even with leniency, his cultivation would likely be crippled...

Tongtian Peak, Ancestral Hall.

Cangsong Daoist arrived with disheveled hair.

At a glance, he saw the One-armed Elder holding a broom.

Though the other man had become even older than him, Cangsong Daoist still recognized him at once as his Senior Brother Wan.

The peerless Wan Jianyi of those days!

"Senior Brother Wan..."

Cangsong Daoist threw himself forward, tears streaming down his face.

He dropped to his knees before Wan Jianyi, crying one moment and laughing madly the next.

"Junior Brother Cangsong? What happened to you?"

Wan Jianyi could not help but pause in surprise at the sudden arrival of Cangsong Daoist.

"What happened? Hmph!"

"Look at the fine work he has done!"

A somewhat angry voice rang out beside Wan Jianyi's ears.

Looking over, he saw True Master Daoxuan approaching while holding a blood banner, then angrily throwing it onto the ground.

"The Poison Blood Banner?!"

Wan Jianyi's face changed drastically.

The Poison Blood Banner was an Artifact of the Demonic Sect. Its refining method was exceptionally vicious, requiring the blood essence of at least a hundred people merely to barely complete its refinement.

Yet the Poison Blood Banner before him was shrouded in blood aura.

It had likely undergone a Blood Sacrifice of at least three hundred people...

Wan Jianyi's expression darkened slightly. His sharp eyes locked onto Cangsong as he demanded:

"Cangsong, what exactly have you done?!"

"Senior Brother Wan, I have wronged you. I have wronged the Qingyun Sect..." Cangsong Daoist wept bitterly.

He laid bare his entire plan of colluding with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and attempting to destroy the Qingyun Sect to avenge "Senior Brother Wan."

For a time.

The scene fell silent.

"Smack—"

Wan Jianyi unhesitatingly slapped Cangsong, then glared at him with sharp eyes and demanded:

"Cangsong, do you know what you are doing?"

"Senior Brother Wan, I know I was wrong."

"I truly know I was wrong..."

Cangsong Daoist knelt on the ground with disheveled hair, repeatedly kowtowing to Wan Jianyi and begging for forgiveness. He also knew that he had committed an unforgivable sin.

"Hmph!" Wan Jianyi snorted coldly.

He pointed at Dao Xuan beside him and said, "Why are you apologizing to me? He is the sect leader!"

At this, Cangsong bowed his head again toward Dao Xuan, weeping remorsefully:

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, I know I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong..."

True Master Daoxuan's face was grim.

He silently watched Cangsong before him and said, "Junior Brother Cangsong, in your eyes, am I truly so unfit to be sect leader?!"

Cangsong Daoist wept without speaking.

Because he truly believed Dao Xuan was unfit to be sect leader. That position should have belonged to Senior Brother Wan...

But that was not the case.

Compared to True Master Daoxuan, Wan Jianyi was not suited to be sect leader, for his temperament had already decided everything.

Only Dao Xuan was a suitable candidate for sect leader.

"Sigh, enough..." True Master Daoxuan sighed softly.

He looked coldly at Cangsong and said, "Cangsong, seeing as you have not yet caused an irreparable disaster, I order you to continue infiltrating the Demonic Sect and atone for your crimes through meritorious service. But..."

"You may be spared death, but not punishment!"

"After you complete your infiltration mission, I will cripple your cultivation and confine you in the Ancestral Hall to repent."

"Do you have any objections?!"

Cangsong bowed respectfully. "I shall obey Senior Brother Sect Leader's command. This junior brother has no objections!"

True Master Daoxuan nodded. "Also, are you certain that the massacre at Caomiao Village had nothing whatsoever to do with you?!"

Cangsong Daoist said firmly, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, Senior Brother Wan, I swear that the massacre at Caomiao Village truly had nothing to do with me!"

At this, True Master Daoxuan looked suspicious.

It was not Cangsong?

Then...

Who else could it have been?!

For a time, all three were perplexed.