Clatter-!
Tens of millions of cold, razor-sharp imperial chains exploded out of the void like bloodthirsty serpents, shooting through the air and blanketing the sky as they lashed toward Myriad Lotus Heaven.
Squelch.
A golden heavenly chain pierced Luo Qinglian's shoulder blade, sending blood spraying.
Liu Qingwu's breath caught.
"Sword Master!"
Another pierced his arm.
A third locked around his waist, and a fourth coiled around his neck!
Luo Qinglian's azure robes hung in tatters, his entire body drenched in blood. The face that usually wore a faint, carefree smile was now so pale it seemed almost transparent.
"Yuan Huang, I'll give you what you want."
"Let them go!"
"Sword Master!" Liu Qingwu had never seen their sect master in even the slightest distress, yet now those tens of millions of imperial chains held him fast, dragging him away.
This was their exalted sect master, gentle and accepting, with an immortal's grace and unyielding pride, peerless in his splendor! Now his lotus crown lay shattered, countless chains piercing his shoulder bones, impaling his Dao body, and binding his sword soul.
Liu Qingwu's eyes turned crimson as towering fury exploded in his heart.
Gripping his sword, he stared fixedly at Yun Huang's utterly indifferent face high above.
There was not a trace of warmth in those golden pupils. He merely raised his hand slowly.
"Return to your place."
Boom! Tens of millions of chains snapped taut at once, and Luo Qinglian's body was abruptly dragged toward the Thirty-Three Heavens!
"No!"
Countless Azure Lotus Sword Sect disciples rose on their swords. Liu Qingwu even spotted his master, Lu Qingxiao, and many young junior brothers and sisters who had only recently emerged from seclusion.
Every Sword Cultivator charged madly into the sky, but the Immortal Emperor merely lifted a finger.
**Bang! Ten thousand