A World in His Palm! Sects Annihilated!

"Sect Master Feng, Sect Master Wu, save me! Please, save me!"

Ye Zichen's deathly whisper had frightened Li Hao so badly that he trembled all over. Terror filled him, and his pants were a little wet.

He was utterly desperate and afraid. What on earth had that technique been just now?

"Li Hao? What's wrong with you?"

Feng Yu looked at the crazed Li Hao and asked anxiously.

Then Feng Yu and Wu Badao both looked toward Ye Zichen.

"Sect Master Feng, he's the one who killed your disciples! And Sect Master Wu, my son Li Lei! He's in your Tyrant Saber Sect! Please, save me!"

Wu Badao didn't know Li Hao, but he knew his son.

His son had been good enough to become an inner disciple, so Wu Badao had heard his name when commending the inner disciples.

"So it was you!"

With the Tyrant Saber Sect present, Feng Yu acted like a dog relying on its master's might. Blinded by rage, he bared his teeth and roared.

Too afraid to attack alone, Feng Yu said to Wu Badao, "Sect Master Wu, let's join forces and take this brat down!"

"Shut up!"

Wu Badao slapped Feng Yu, sending him flying and spinning several times through the air.

He couldn't see through the person before him, and he was afraid that his arrival might have something to do with this man.

He swallowed and asked cautiously, "Senior, who are you? Why are we here?"

Seeing that Ye Zichen didn't answer, Wu Badao continued.

"I am the sect master of the Tyrant Saber Sect. I hope you'll spare me, Senior!"

Wu Badao had invoked his sect, hoping to persuade Ye Zichen to spare him. He would discuss the matter once he got back!

"Spare you? Heh."

Ye Zichen sneered. Did they really have no idea how much they weighed?

"Senior, could it be that you don't take the Tyrant Saber Sect seriously?"

Wu Badao was both afraid and annoyed: annoyed that this man paid no heed to his name, and afraid that the man truly had some means at his disposal.

"Why waste words, Sect Master Wu? Attack!"

The negotiations had come to nothing, and the person before them had no intention of letting him go. Feng Yu would wait no longer.

Wu Badao's remaining reason told him this man was no ordinary person. He really had appeared here out of thin air!

The other party had no intention of letting him go either. It seemed he had no way to escape.

"Senior, since that's the case, we have no choice but to fight with our lives on the line!"

With that, the two unleashed their full power and charged straight at Ye Zichen.

"Freeze."

Ye Zichen spoke a single word, and the two men flying through the air couldn't move.

Ye Zichen tapped his finger lightly again. The two dropped to the ground, without a shred of cultivation left.

"I! Where's my cultivation?!"

"I! How did I become a mortal?!"

The two were horrified and roared like madmen.

Ye Zichen wasn't in a hurry to kill them. There was something he hadn't shown them yet; he had to let the dying men feel despair.

With a motion of his hand, Ye Zichen casually tossed the object he held beside the two men.

When he had torn open the void just now, Ye Zichen had seized everyone in the Tyrant Saber Sect and the Crimson Yang Sect, along with their sect territories, and condensed them into this world in his palm.

"Th-this is my Crimson Yang Sect!"

"Th-this is my Tyrant Saber Sect!"

They were actually their own sects!

So this man really had seized him out of thin air. At that moment, Wu Badao believed it completely, and a sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

The two finally understood what kind of being they had provoked!

"Th-this... Immortal Senior, I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai and offended you. I hope you'll be magnanimous. I only beg you to spare me alone!"

Terrified out of his wits, Feng Yu hurriedly dropped to his knees and begged for mercy. A brainless person like him wouldn't even know how he died someday.

"It's over, all over!"

Wu Badao knelt on the ground and kowtowed like mad. With his cultivation gone, he battered his forehead bloody, his whole body trembling all the while.

Just as he had been unwilling to believe, he really was finished.

Panicking, Feng Yu crawled on his knees to Li Hao and slapped him hard enough to make his own hand tremble incessantly.

"My... my lord, Li Hao brought everything on himself. I only beg you to spare me alone!"

Ignoring the pain in his hand, Feng Yu kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. He too was so frightened that he wet his pants.

Because his disciples had died in Clear Wind City, Feng Yu had rushed over today as soon as he received Li Hao's tip-off.

He had learned from the letter that Li Hao's son was a disciple of the Tyrant Saber Sect, and had been overjoyed, wanting to curry favor with him.

But now, Feng Yu could no longer regret it.

"Was this what gave you confidence, Li Household head?"

Ye Zichen ignored the two men and continued provoking Li Hao.

The deathly whisper rang out again. Li Hao's face turned ashen, and he shouted like a madman, "Hahahahaha! Heaven is destroying my Li Household! Hahahahahaha!"

Li Hao had gone completely mad.

"My lord, it was all Li Hao's fault! It had nothing to do with me! Please, at least spare me!"

Tears and snot streamed down Wu Badao's face as he kept kowtowing, never ceasing his muttering.

"That's right, that's right, my lord! It's all Li Hao's fault. I never thought of avenging my disciples. Those disciples deserved their punishment; they offended you, and death was too good for them!"

Feng Yu did the same, trying to win himself a way out.

Despair! Letting minor characters like these die so easily would be too boring. Ye Zichen was giving them enough despair!

"This farce should end."

He waved his hand, and the three turned to dust. With that move, Ye Zichen had severed their paths to reincarnation; from then on, none of the three would enter the cycle of reincarnation!

Looking at the world in his palm, Ye Zichen delivered his final proclamation!

"Today, the Crimson Yang Sect and the Tyrant Saber Sect shall cease to exist."

After the figures of the three had completely dissipated, words of judgment came from the sky, descending upon the Crimson Yang Sect and the Tyrant Saber Sect, still within the world in his palm.

"Who? What's that sound?!"

"A voice from the sky! Does heaven mean to destroy our Tyrant Saber Sect/Crimson Yang Sect?!"

"No, I don't want to die!"

"Sect Master, save me!"

The disciples of the two sects were bewildered and terrified. Upon hearing the proclamation of their sects' destruction, everyone was filled with panic and helplessness.

Everyone wanted to fly away and escape, everyone wanted to find a sliver of hope for survival, but who could leave?

In the outside world, no one knew that blood had flowed in rivers and corpses lay strewn across the fields in the Crimson Yang Sect and the Tyrant Saber Sect, or that even their existence had been erased!

Perhaps in a few days, someone would discover that the territories of the Crimson Yang Sect and the Tyrant Saber Sect had vanished as if they had evaporated, leaving only two enormous pits behind!

"As for the rest, sorry to trouble you two."

With that, he vanished from their sight.

Looking at the clutter in the courtyard and their servants, some dead and some wounded, the two felt both joy and sorrow.

"Daughter, today... we've really had our eyes opened!"

Zhang Xu swallowed. From beginning to end, that lord had destroyed two sects with just a few words.

The events of today would be firmly engraved in the minds of father and daughter. That lord could cover the sky with one hand, and with a few words had decided the life and death of two sects!

Zhang Xu felt that for his little town to receive that lord, perhaps it had taken the accumulated virtue of all his ancestors to bring it about!

"Father, come on. His lordship said just now that he was leaving the rest to us."

A smile appeared on Zhang Lingyao's pale face as she spoke, slowly helping her father to his feet.

A gentle breeze swept past, leaving them refreshed.

The two began cleaning up the mess in the residence.