Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 763 - 559 This is the Dao Emperor Palace of this seat

Chapter 763: Chapter 559 This is the Dao Emperor Palace of this seat

"Heh—"

Compared to the Ban Shan Sect Master, a giant of the Unity Realm Stage, Yan Chongzhang was obviously more shaken.

He stared fixedly at the sky, his breath growing much heavier.

Before stepping out of the sect, Yan Chongzhang had been devising justifications in his mind, figuring out how to deflect all blame onto that unknown force, thus sending away the group from Northern Hong.

But at this moment, he was frozen in place.

From Situ Junrui’s previous words, it was clear that these people knew full well that Yang Yunheng was the Great Elder of Ban Shan Sect.

In an Immortal Sect, the Great Elder is second only to the Sect Master and Daozi.

Unless planning to annihilate the sect, why would they act so decisively, not even leaving Ban Shan Sect a choice?

"Infinite Dao Emperor Sect..."

Yan Chongzhang didn’t know if he was extremely enraged or had some fear in his heart, or perhaps both.

His trembling fingers slowly clenched tight.

Although he had long known of the famous and powerful Dao Imperial Sect, Yan Chongzhang still had not expected...

These cultivators from Northern Hong did not treat Ban Shan Sect as an Immortal Sect at all, not to mention that they didn’t even regard them as human.

This huge psychological gap left his mind blank.

"Close the sect, activate the formation."

The Ban Shan Sect Master finally withdrew his gaze, looking towards his disciple with a much more gentle voice.

Clearly, he too had noticed his disciple’s panic.

But this time, the Ban Shan Sect Master did not blame Yan Chongzhang for his lack of toughness because even he himself had had his eyes opened.

Pan Boyang’s arrogance, his readiness to kill and plunder, was not because the sect failed to teach properly.

It was the directly inherited way of conducting affairs from the leaders of the righteous path in Hongze.

"Are you planning to resist stubbornly?"

Situ Junrui perceived the old man in hemp clothes’ expression and casually tossed aside Yang Yunheng, standing up with slight surprise.

He stepped forward, walking over the body of the Great Elder, step by step to the entrance of the Dao Imperial Palace, curiously examining the Ban Shan Sect Master, then laughed again, "What are you thinking in that head of yours?"

The laughter sounded exceptionally pure, without a hint of any other meaning.

Just pure disdain.

"I’m giving you two choices,"

Situ Junrui extended two fingers and shook them: "Either, hand over the real culprit and then submit yourself for execution."

"Or—"

He drew out his laughter. "Take your secrets with you as I slay you."

"What’s the difference?"

The Ban Shan Sect Master also laughed, but it was a bitter laugh.

Actually, he would be quite afraid if this Dao Imperial Sect Master really gave him a way out; even though he highly valued Shen Xiaoyou, when compared to the entire sect behind him, he would still hesitate.

But with one bow of his head, his majestic image in front of his disciples would collapse completely.

The Ban Shan Sect Master still carried a bit of the Jianghu air, caring a lot about face.

Hearing this, Situ Junrui pondered for a moment, unsure as he said, "The difference in how you die?"

Frankly speaking, he didn’t care much about the life or death of the direct disciple from the ninth sub-sect; what he came to uphold was the prestige of the entire Infinite Dao Emperor Sect in Hongze.

Therefore, the spectacle had to be grand.

Killing an unknown pawn paled in comparison to purging a local power, an Immortal Sect with some clout, as it presented a more effective result.

Moreover, it would allow them to occupy a precious territory in Western Hong without giving the Northern Dragon Palace anything to say and would not make the Immortals feel that the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect was trying to stir up any trouble again.

The old dragons of North Palace were very afraid of Dao Imperial Sect’s growing power, eager to apply ointment into the eyes of the Immortals every day.

Thinking this, Situ Junrui withdrew his fingers: "Never mind, you might as well keep quiet."

Before his words fell, a sudden calm descended, the sound of waves ceased, even the white clouds in the sky froze in place; amid the blue sky and ocean, the towering columns suddenly appeared desolate and forlorn, like a lone support struggling to stay upright.

"Huh."

The Ban Shan Sect Master raised his palm and grabbed Yan Chongzhang’s shoulder, throwing him back into the sect formation before the disciple could react, quietly signaling with his eyes.

Yan Chongzhang understood his master’s intention in an instant... but precisely because of this, his heart was flooded with a chilling coldness.

The master was reminding him to tell the sub-sect master not to come anymore; if the main sect was lost, at least the sub-sect should be preserved.

A giant of the Unity Realm Stage has incredibly sharp perception.

With the slightest motion, one could tell the difference between them.

This meant, in the master’s view, even with the addition of a sub-sect master, still within the walls of Ban Shan Sect and with the help of the formation, there would be no chance of victory.

So the cultivators from Northern Hong were this terrifying!

The Ban Shan Sect Master turned his gaze away, his hemp clothes somehow becoming a set of short martial attire, with a plain knife appearing in his hand, patterns like mountains surged on his arms, and his whole person seemed brimming with murderous intent.

As the saying goes, a crooked beam leads to a crooked house.

Such traits of Ban Shan Sect were clearly related to the Sect Master himself.

The old man gripped the plain knife, licked his dry lips, and cast a careless glance towards the sky.

Then, he raised the knife’s edge, pointing it at that majestic River and Mountains Scroll, aiming for the figure within the Dao Imperial Palace.

A mere commoner, wielding a knife, questioning the heavens.

Empowered by the Town Yue Law, though he stood on nothing but air, he exuded an unshakable presence, his aura grand, like a mountain range standing tall!