“Pfft!”
The black needle was driven into the crown of the Sixth Elder’s head by the elder from Taichu Holy Land. Instantly, the Sixth Elder felt excruciating pain in his primordial spirit, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.
“God-Slaying Needle!”
The Sixth Elder immediately realized that the needle piercing his skull was the God-Slaying Needle.
This needle was a sacred artifact of Taichu Holy Land, extremely vicious. Even a Saint-level powerhouse struck by it might not survive, let alone him, who was only at the peak of the Divine Connection realm.
“Feng Yan, why are you harming me?”
The Sixth Elder struggled to turn his head, looking at the elder from Taichu Holy Land.
This man, named Feng Yan, held a status in Taichu Holy Land similar to the Sixth Elder’s in the Yin-Yang Sect.
The Sixth Elder couldn’t understand. The Yin-Yang Sect and Taichu Holy Land had always kept to themselves, so why would Feng Yan target him?
Feng Yan sneered, “Little Six, you’ve got it wrong. I’m not harming you—I’m helping you!”
“You’re so gravely injured, and seeing you in such pain, I couldn’t bear it!”
“Being dead is much better. No more pain to feel!”
The Sixth Elder’s eyes burned with resentment.
Being dead is better?
Then why don’t you die!
“Feng Yan, what exactly do you want?” Though the Sixth Elder didn’t understand why Feng Yan suddenly attacked him, he knew this wasn’t about personal grudges. It likely involved their sects.
He and Feng Yan had no private enmity.
Feng Yan smiled without answering.
“I’m already a dying man. Can’t you let me die understanding why?” the Sixth Elder pressed.
“Fine, since you’re so eager to know, I’ll tell you.” Feng Yan lowered his voice. “Our three Holy Lands have formed an alliance.”
What?
The Sixth Elder was shocked. When did the three Holy Lands form an alliance? Why had he never heard of this?
Feng Yan continued, “Earlier, you went berserk, insisting on a life-or-death battle with Wine Sword Immortal. If I’m not mistaken, it was because of your disciple, right?”
“As expected, your disciple likely died at the hands of disciples from our three Holy Lands.”
“You fool, thinking it was someone from Qingyun Sword Sect who killed your disciple, fighting Wine Sword Immortal to the death. It’s laughable.”
Though furious, the Sixth Elder remained calm in his final moments, asking, “What’s the purpose of your three Holy Lands’ alliance?”
“What, you still don’t get it at this point?” Feng Yan laughed. “Our goal is, of course, to wipe out the Yin-Yang Sect, destroy Qingyun Sword Sect, absorb Butian Sect, and dominate the Eastern Wilderness.”
“Dominate the Eastern Wilderness? Pfft!” the Sixth Elder spat. “The three Holy Lands may be powerful, but wiping out the Yin-Yang Sect and Qingyun Sword Sect is a pipe dream. I think your doom is coming.”
Feng Yan wasn’t angered, smiling as he said, “Little Six, what a pity. You won’t live to see us dominate the Eastern Wilderness.”
“But don’t feel too regretful.”
“Soon enough, the Yin-Yang Sect will join you in the underworld.”
The Sixth Elder suddenly asked, “Did you kill my junior sister?”
“Your junior sister? Who’s that?” Feng Yan asked.
“Her name is Granny Yinhua.”
“Oh, that old hag? Haven’t seen her yet, but when I do, I’ll send her to meet you.”
The Sixth Elder was puzzled.
If Granny Yinhua didn’t die at the hands of Taichu Holy Land, then who killed her?
At that moment.
Feng Yan placed his palm on the Sixth Elder’s head, smiling. “Little Six, farewell.”
As his words fell.
A suction force emerged from Feng Yan’s palm, and the God-Slaying Needle whizzed out. The next second, the Sixth Elder’s head exploded.
“Boom!”
Blood splattered.
As for the Sixth Elder’s primordial spirit, it had already shattered completely the moment the needle left his skull.
Swoosh!
Feng Yan reached out, seizing the Yin-Yang Pagoda.
On the other side.
Wine Sword Immortal’s body had been destroyed by the Yin-Yang Pagoda, leaving only his primordial spirit. Seeing the Sixth Elder killed by Feng Yan, he was stunned.
“Feng Yan, what are you doing? Why did you kill Little Six?”
Wine Sword Immortal’s primordial spirit roared.
At this moment, Fairy Liu and the elder from Huanggu Holy Land approached Wine Sword Immortal.
“Wine Sword Immortal, Feng Yan is helping you!” the Huanggu elder said.
Fairy Liu added, “Exactly. The Sixth Elder was determined to kill you. If he lived, he’d never let you go.”
Wine Sword Immortal was furious. “Nonsense! Feng Yan isn’t helping me—he’s harming me!”
Feng Yan, holding the Yin-Yang Pagoda, strolled over, speaking in a sly tone, “Wine Sword Immortal, how can you be so ungrateful?”
“I killed Little Six to help you. Why say I’m harming you?”
“Are you getting senile?”
“Utter nonsense,” Wine Sword Immortal raged. “Little Six was no match for me. If I hadn’t redirected my final strike, he’d be dead already.”
“I spared him to avoid conflict between our sects.”
“Now, with Little Six dead, once the Yin-Yang Sect hears, they’ll think I killed him. They’ll seek revenge, and it’ll lead to endless conflict.”
Feng Yan looked at Wine Sword Immortal, smiling. “What, are you afraid of the Yin-Yang Sect?”
“I’m not afraid of them,” Wine Sword Immortal said. “Qingyun Sword Sect and Yin-Yang Sect are both top powers in the Eastern Wilderness. If conflict arises, countless lives will be lost.”
“The Eastern Wilderness has been peaceful for years. I don’t want to see bloodshed.”
Feng Yan said, “You’re right. The Eastern Wilderness has been peaceful too long. I think it’s time that peace ended.”
Wine Sword Immortal’s eyes narrowed. “Feng Yan, what do you mean?”
Feng Yan said, “I suggest Qingyun Sword Sect join our three Holy Lands to wipe out the Yin-Yang Sect.”
Wine Sword Immortal was shocked. Feng Yan’s ambitions were that grand?
Fairy Liu added, “The Yin-Yang Sect has done many outrageous things over the years—burning, killing, looting, no better than demons. Only by destroying them will the Eastern Wilderness find true peace.”
The Huanggu elder bowed to Wine Sword Immortal. “Qingyun Sword Sect is the top sect in the Eastern Wilderness. If you lead, destroying the Yin-Yang Sect will be within reach.”
Feng Yan continued, “Once the Yin-Yang Sect is gone, Qingyun Sword Sect can take 40% of their territory, treasures, and divine beasts. The remaining 60% will be split among our three Holy Lands. What do you say, Wine Sword Immortal?”
“No,” Wine Sword Immortal said. “The Yin-Yang Sect has indeed gone too far, but wiping them out will plunge the Eastern Wilderness into war, causing untold suffering.”
Feng Yan’s eyes grew cold. “So, you’re unwilling to join us?”
Wine Sword Immortal said, “I won’t join you.”
Feng Yan glanced at Fairy Liu and the Huanggu elder. “I told you this old stubborn wouldn’t join us. You didn’t believe me. Believe me now?”
Instantly, Fairy Liu and the Huanggu elder exchanged a look. Both struck simultaneously, attacking Wine Sword Immortal’s primordial spirit.
