The great battle ends

"Whoa, Ancestor Guixuan was actually killed in an instant! What incredible strength!" The surrounding martial artists drew deep breaths at the sight.

Hearing Ancestor Guixuan's scream, Qi Tianlong and the others also came to their senses. The ancestor was dead! The Ghost King Sect was finished!

The Shadow Pavilion's pavilion master is a Reincarnation Realm expert! What do we do?

"We're finished," Liu Ran, the Falling Rosy Clouds Sect's sect master, transmitted to Qi Tianlong. "What do we do now? Your ancestor is dead!"

"What do we do? I don't know either!"

"Use whatever lifesaving means you have and run if you can! Otherwise, all that awaits us is death!"

Do I have no choice but to use a secret art to escape? But even the ancestor couldn't get away! Whatever, I have to try!

He could only abandon the other disciples. Qi Tianlong shouted, "Netherworld Transformation!" His presence rose to the Reincarnation Realm. He feinted an attack, but instead fled straight in the direction opposite Yan Nantian!

"Hm?" Luo Tian looked over. "Huh! Qi Tianlong actually ran?"

The Ghost King Sect's sect master was the first to flee. Luo Tian chuckled and said, "Yan Nantian, stop Qi Tianlong!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Heh, even that so-called ancestor of yours couldn't escape. Where do you think someone like you can run?"

A disdainful sneer curled Yan Nantian's lips. He swung his longsword fiercely, sending a sharp streak of sword light shooting out like lightning.

Seeing that things were going badly, Qi Tianlong turned and fled the scene at tremendous speed.

Yet, fast as he fled, he was ultimately no faster than Yan Nantian's Sword Qi!

As he ran desperately, he suddenly felt a powerful sword intent lock firmly onto him, closing in at tremendous speed.

"No..." A desperate, wretched scream pierced the clouds. Qi Tianlong, the Ghost King Sect's sect master and a renowned expert of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, fell beneath Yan Nantian's sword just like that.

At that moment, only the Falling Rosy Clouds Sect's sect master, some elders and disciples, and the Blood Lord, who had been struck by the Bone-Dissolving Soft Palm and was on the verge of death, remained on the battlefield. Looking at the carnage before them, everyone was deathly pale, their faces filled with despair.

"It's over. Everything is over..." Liu Ran lamented miserably. "It's all my fault. I've failed the Falling Rosy Clouds Sect!

"Had I known it would turn out this way, I never should have brought everyone here! I can only hope the Shadow Pavilion will show mercy and spare the members of our Falling Rosy Clouds Sect..."

Before his words had faded, Liu Ran raised his palm without hesitation and slammed it into his own chest. Blood splattered, and he died on the spot.

"Kill everyone who's left!" Luo Tian said expressionlessly. His icy voice seemed to come from the nine hells, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"Yes, young master!" With the deaths of the Ghost King Sect's ancestor and sect master, the people of the three forces had long since lost their fighting spirit. Facing enemies who pounced on them like wolves and tigers, they had no strength to resist at all.

At that moment, seeing that all was lost, the Blood Lord, leader of Blood Slaughter, hurriedly dropped to his knees and begged, "I surrender! I surrender! I'm willing to submit to the Shadow Pavilion! Please spare my life!"

Yet Luo Tian merely sneered. "Heh, that won't do! I could consider keeping the Blood Kill Organization, but there's no need for you, Blood Lord, to remain in this world!" A cold glint flashed through his eyes as he spoke.

In truth, Luo Tian had already made his calculations. These people were all crucial to completing this mission. If any one of the forces was missing, the mission would count as a failure.

Thus, no matter how desperately the Blood Lord pleaded, he would never show mercy.

After all, for a protagonist with a system, completing the mission was what mattered most.

"Six Sword Slaves, give the order to clean up the battlefield!"

"Yes, master!"

"Let's head inside! After this battle, the Shadow Pavilion will make the martial artists of the Heavenly Star Dynasty remember us!"

After all, this was an SS-rank mission. Its rewards could give the Shadow Pavilion the strength to venture into territories beyond the Heavenly Star Dynasty!

"Whew, the great battle is over!"

Fengluo City, ordinarily a fairly peaceful city, was now shaken to its core by an earth-shattering battle.

The martial artists in the city stared wide-eyed at the ruins left by the fierce fighting, their faces filled with terror and their hearts full of shock and disbelief.

They had witnessed the Shadow Pavilion's formidable strength with their own eyes. That overwhelming power struck fear into them all.

Above all, the Shadow Pavilion's pavilion master was actually a supreme expert of the Reincarnation Realm!

This discovery exploded like thunder in everyone's ears, plunging all of Fengluo City into an atmosphere of intertwined fear and awe.

Meanwhile, the many spies lurking in the shadows were not idle either. They swiftly took action, sending detailed accounts of the battle back to their respective forces through various means.

For a time, every force received intelligence about the Shadow Pavilion's astonishing performance, causing an enormous uproar.

In Fengluo City's underground black market, the black market's leader sat alone in a secret chamber, his face as pale as paper and his hands trembling slightly beyond his control.

He had never imagined that the Shadow Pavilion, which had always kept a low profile, possessed such terrifying strength. It had even recruited a Reincarnation Realm expert. This truly surpassed anything he could have imagined.

"How... how can the Shadow Pavilion be so terrifying?" the black market's leader muttered, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, he felt an unprecedented sense of pressure and danger. After all, even the royal family might not have a Reincarnation Realm expert!

At this thought, the black market's leader gritted his teeth and finally made his decision. "No, this place is far too dangerous. If I stay any longer, I might lose my life. To hell with this black market. I'm only the steward managing it, just a hired hand. Saving my own skin comes first!"

Before fleeing, however, he felt it necessary to pass this important news on to the eldest prince.

After all, as an important member of the imperial family, the eldest prince might have a way to deal with the current situation!

Thus, the black market's leader took out a specially made jade talisman, recorded the battle's final outcome and the terrifying strength of the Shadow Pavilion's pavilion master in detail, then sent it out using a special method.

The information soon reached the eldest prince. When he read the jade talisman's contents, his brows knitted tightly, and his expression grew exceptionally grave.

"Your Highness, the battle between the various forces has concluded. The Shadow Pavilion's pavilion master is a Reincarnation Realm expert whose strength is unfathomable. Though Guixuan, the Ghost King Sect's ancestor, used a secret art to forcibly raise his cultivation to the mid Reincarnation Realm, he was still no match for him.

"Guixuan, the Ghost King Sect's ancestor, Sect Master Qi Tianlong, the Falling Rosy Clouds Sect, and the Blood Lord have all fallen!

"In the end, all three forces were wiped out by the Shadow Pavilion in one fell swoop!"

After reading these words, the eldest prince remained silent for a long time. He knew full well that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for the imperial family.

The Shadow Pavilion's sudden rise and formidable strength had undoubtedly made it a grave threat to the imperial family.

As the saying went, one mountain could not hold two tigers. Sooner or later, a fierce conflict would erupt between them.

Yet how should the imperial family handle this threat now? The eldest prince sank deep into thought...

I must inform Father of this and see how the imperial family should respond.