why would they do this, what purpose would it serveJiang Yun raised his head again and glanced at the vast expanse of land before him, which was completely empty and devoid of anything."Could this be...The entire Question Dao sect was deathly silent at this moment. All eyes, and even divine senses, were focused on Zheng Yuan.

And on every face, there was an expression of disbelief.

Because they couldn't believe their eyes—a cultivator from the Tong脈 realm had actually injured a cultivator from the 福地 realm!

Crossing ranks in battle is actually not uncommon in the world of cultivators, but here, the rank refers to the nine sub-levels within each major realm, not the major realms themselves.

Crossing a large realm in battle and having a lower realm injure a higher realm, this is something that is absolutely impossible in everyone's consciousness!

But now the facts were laid bare before their eyes. Zheng Yuan, lying on the ground seemingly gravely wounded and unable to move, was the best proof of it all.

In the absence of any outside help, Jiang Yun used only a wisp of mist and a fire dragon to injure Zheng Yuan. Even now, he was using Zheng Yuan's own sword to kill him!

This scene finally brought everyone back to their senses, and one by one, their expressions changed drastically. Most of the disciples felt a deep sense of trepidation towards Jiang Yun.

After injuring Zheng Yuan, Jiang Yun dared to strike him down!

Regardless of cultivation level, the two individuals' statuses are vastly different. A lowly attendant disciple daring to kill an inner sect disciple is unheard of in the history of the Qidao Sect.

However, everything that happened on the summit of Cangfeng today, especially the repeated shocks brought to everyone by Jiang Yun, has never happened before.

Even though it was shocking, if Jiang Yun really killed Zheng Yuan, he would face the severe punishment laid out by the sect's rules. Therefore, at this moment, angry shouts suddenly rang out from all directions.

"Stop!"

"Ginger Cloud!"

Several voices, from several peak masters and elders who intentionally wished to take Jiang Yun as their disciple, came out.

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They certainly wouldn't want their carefully selected disciples to have their cultivation revoked or even lose their lives because of the rules, so they quickly spoke up to protect Jiang Yun.

In fact, Ginger Yun knew very well what price he would have to pay after killing Zheng Yuan, but he remembered what his grandfather said: being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself!

Zheng Yuan and I, we are inevitably in a life-or-death situation. Even if I let Zheng Yuan go today, he will definitely find various opportunities to retaliate against me in the future.

Such a mistake, Jiang Yun had already made once, leading to the hidden danger of Feng Wuji for Jiang Village. He didn't want to, nor could he make it again. So even though he knew the consequences were unfavorable to him, he had to kill Zheng Yuan first.

If Jiang Yun had been hesitant before, then with the voices of these peak masters and elders ringing out, he finally made up his mind.

Apparently, he misunderstood the meaning of these elders, thinking they were protecting Zheng Yuan.

With a flash of ferocity in his eyes, Jiang Yun's Huoyao Sword finally pierced Zheng Yuan's throat. But just then, the motionless Zheng Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Huoyao Sword.

Though Zheng Yuan was indeed hit by Jiang Yun's Mist Finger and suffered some injuries, they were not serious.

After all, Jiang Yun's Mist Killing Finger primarily focused on intimidation rather than attack. Furthermore, when Jiang Yun made his move, the spiritual energy from the Tongmai Pill within him had already been largely consumed. Finally, Zheng Yuan's fire river outside his body blocked a portion of the force, so this finger was ultimately unable to seriously injure Zheng Yuan.

The reason Zheng Yuan lay there, unable to move, was not out of intentional theatrics. It was because his mind was shaken, still reeling from the shock and in a state of being stunned.

Until the searing pain of the Fireblade piercing his throat finally jolted him awake, he scrambled to grasp the blade.

"You dare kill me!"

Zheng Yuan's shock had been replaced by anger and panic, especially the immense power emanating from Huo Yaojian felt like a threat of death.

He had never imagined that one day he would be pierced in the throat by a cultivator of the Vein Meridian realm, let alone with his own sword!

Although Zheng Yuan's attack momentarily startled Jiang Yun, his eyes grew even more resolute. He suddenly gripped the hilt of the Huo Yao sword with both hands and continued to push forward, determined to pierce Zheng Yuan's throat completely.

Since you've decided to kill, don't hesitate. If you're going to do it, do it decisively.

Zheng Yuan, having woken up, of course wouldn't just sit there and wait for death. Especially since his injuries weren't severe, and as a cultivator at the blessed land realm, he wouldn't be so easily killed by Jiang Yun.

However, just as he was about to cast a spell to counterattack, a cold voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Do not resist, today, you must die at the hands of Jiang Yun!"

Hearing this sound, Zheng Yuan was struck like a bolt of lightning. His body trembled violently, and his face was filled with astonishment.

Because the one speaking was Wei Zhengyang, the head of Jian Dao Peak, his own peak!

No matter what, Zheng Yuan couldn't have imagined that at the moment he was facing death, Wei Zhengyang would actually ask him to give up resistance, and that he must die at Jiang Yun's hands.

Wei Zhengyang's voice continued, "But don't worry, I won't let you die for nothing. Not only will I personally avenge you, but I can guarantee that soon after, I will choose someone from your Zheng family to be my disciple!"

Zheng Yuan's body trembled again. Now he finally understood.

Wei Zhengyang wanted to kill Jiang Yun, but he couldn't find a reasonable excuse. However, as long as he died at the hands of Jiang Yun, then Wei Zhengyang could kill him with justification.

"No…"

Zheng Yuan certainly didn't want to die. He still had a bright future ahead of him, a brilliant future. How could he sacrifice his life as an inner disciple for a lowly errand runner

"If you don't die at the hands of Jiang Yun today, then I can also guarantee you that after today, there will be no more Zheng family in Nanshan Prefecture. I will personally exterminate your entire Zheng family!"

The calm and indifferent words made Zheng Yuan's voice that had just been uttered abruptly stop. His eyes widened in astonishment, and his body trembled involuntarily. The shock on his face had completely transformed into despair.

If I don't die, Wei Zhengyang will kill me and my entire Zheng family!

I still have parents, siblings, and many relatives...

"Great!"

There was no need for too much hesitation. Zheng Yuan had already made his choice in his heart. A wry smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes. The hand that gripped the hilt of the Huoyao Sword suddenly loosened.

"Pffft!"

With a large splash of blood, the Fireblaze Sword finally pierced Zheng Yuan's throat!

"Ginger Cloud, how bold of you!"

At almost the same moment, a voice filled with fury thundered through the skies above Wudaozong, echoing in the ears of everyone present.

Next, a yellow light flashed, and a man in a yellow robe appeared out of thin air before Jiang Yun. The thick face was now filled with anger and sadness, he didn't even look at Jiang Yun, his eyes fixed on Zheng Yuan lying in a pool of blood, saying word by word: "Yuan'er, Yuan'er!"

At this moment, Ginger Cloud was stunned, staring blankly at Zheng Yuan.

Although it seemed like he had killed Zheng Yuan, deep down, he knew that Zheng Yuan had committed suicide. Or perhaps, Zheng Yuan had clearly sought death!

Jiang Yun really couldn't figure it out. Zheng Yuan, who had been struggling to survive just a moment ago, suddenly committed suicide at the last minute

The man in the yellow robe suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun, saying, "Jiang Yun, you disregard the rules of the sect, kill your fellow disciples, and should pay with your life! Today, no one can save you. I will kill you now to avenge Yuan'er!"

Although the other party made no move, when his gaze fell upon Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun's face changed instantly. "Plop, plop," several sounds rang out, and numerous finger-sized wounds appeared on his powerful flesh, as if pierced by countless swords. Blood spurted out like a fountain.

A powerful sense of life-or-death crisis enveloped Jiang Yun's entire body. His mind roared with deafening sounds, his vision turned pitch black, and all his senses vanished at an alarming rate, as if he had fallen into an endless darkness, sinking deeper and deeper.

Just then, a voice, old and hoarse, suddenly rang out: "Wei Zhengyang, how dare you!"

This voice was like a giant hand, tearing through the boundless darkness surrounding Jiang Yun, allowing him to finally see light again, and within that light—three figures.to pay attention to the conversations of the beings in this realm.Not until a long time later did Jiang Yun withdraw his divine sense. He slowly exhaled from his mouth, rubbed his face forcefully, and...