Chapter 0035

Chapter 35: Crush Six Sects, March on Jade Purity!

Zhou Tong followed the Chief Enforcer to the Blood God Sect’s gate, and he called out as he landed: “Tell your old men to crawl out and die!”

A gate disciple leveled a blood-red spear at him and shouted: “Who are you to provoke us? Your nine clans should all die!”

Zhou Tong’s face went cold as he said: “Looks like I’ve been too polite.”

The Joyous Union Lock dove into the earth, then rose up carrying a ten-thousand-ton boulder. Under the gate disciple’s wide eyes, Zhou Tong hurled it forward.

With a thunderous crash, the Blood God Sect’s gate shattered to pieces.

A wave of killing intent fell from the sky. A Supreme Elder of the Blood God Sect showed his true form and fixed Zhou Tong with blood-red eyes. To him, a tiny ant had dared take the initiative and even smashed their gate. It was like the brat had wiped his face with a toilet rag.

Zhou Tong stood his ground and said: “You have abused your power long enough. Today the ones who die are you.”

Several more Supreme Elders walked out and looked down on Zhou Tong: “You are lucky, brat. The six sect masters have already joined hands to wipe out the Joyous Union Sect. They should have arrived by now. You slipped away and crawled back alive, yet instead of hiding, you come to our door. Your luck has run out.”

Zhou Tong’s smile turned strange: “You probably don’t know yet. Your sect master is already dead. Not even his soul remains.”

The Blood God Sect crowd blinked, then burst out laughing: “What a fearless little liar. To make up something so ridiculous, we must admire your imagination.”

Only then did they really see the old man standing behind Zhou Tong. One elder sneered: “And who is this old man? He has one foot in the coffin. Is he your servant? Fine. I will send you both off together today.”

Just as they were about to strike, the sound of cutting wind came from far away. A messenger arrived, wrapped in news from the distance, and threw down a scroll: “Disaster. The righteous alliance and the six sect masters besieged Red Dust Mountain and were all slaughtered. The wasteland runs with blood!”

The voice was not loud, but it carried far. In every ear it rolled like the thunder of the end times.

A wave of disbelief broke: “Impossible. What happened? The Joyous Union Sect cannot have such strength.”

A second messenger arrived and told the truth: “It was the Chief Enforcer. He came with a youth to settle accounts with the great sects and opened a great slaughter.”

Eyes turned to the old man again, and fear rose like a tide. A Supreme Elder stammered the question: “May we ask… who are you?”

The old man’s thin frame released a crushing, ruinous aura as he answered: “I am Cold Night, just a dying old servant. I came to teach you some sense.”

The elder in front had no time to finish his next sentence. He exploded into fragments and vanished with his half-spoken words.

Cold Night’s voice stayed level: “Why not? Your sect master said fists are the only truth. I came to show you that truth.”

The remaining Supreme Elders dropped to their knees all at once: “Spare us. We know we were wrong. We are willing to make it up to you.”

The disciples of the Blood God Sect stared, stunned. The Supreme Elders who were always high above, whom even the sect master treated with respect, now cried like cowards and begged for their lives. They did not understand that this old man, though close to death, held power in his body that could overturn heaven and earth.

Cold Night shook his head: “We don’t want compensation. We won’t argue right and wrong. We only came to teach you sense, to show you my great truth.”

All six Supreme Elders made the same choice in the same breath and tried to flee in six different directions: “Run!”

The result was already set. Cold Night’s form turned hazy, almost divine. He reached out a single hand and covered the sky so there was no place left to escape.

There was a rapid series of wet bursts. All six exploded together. There was no suspense at all.

It was a scene beyond terror. Except for Zhou Tong, every living being who saw it fell to their knees and waited to be judged.

Cold Night did not start killing at random. Zhou Tong rushed into the Blood God Sect and packed up every treasure worth taking. No one dared to stop him.

Cold Night nodded once and said: “Go. The next one.”

He strode like a dragon and shattered the void.

The Eastern Continent shook with the news. Word spread to every corner that the Chief Enforcer had sworn to cleanse the six great sects. The leaders of the Grand Clarity Sect and the Upper Clarity Sect were the most relieved. Thanks to the quick wits of the experts they sent earlier, they were not placed on the Chief Enforcer’s list. In sharp contrast, the Jade Purity Sect fell into a heavy silence as if struck by calamity.

A runner reported in a rush: “Chief Enforcer has already destroyed the leaders of three sects. At the Blood God Sect, the Supreme Elders were executed on the spot. The other two sects’ leaders tried to flee, so the Chief Enforcer, my lord, chased them down and crushed them into blood mist.”

The Jade Purity Sect’s deputy sect master sat at the head seat. He had been in seclusion, but the crisis forced him out to take charge. He said in a low voice: “Keep scouting. Keep reporting.”

A hot-tempered elder slammed the table before the new report and shouted: “What else can we do? We fight. Our Jade Purity Sect is not like those six. We have the Spiritlink Chain Array. We can gather all disciples and elders for one strongest strike. We might not fear that old man.”

Another runner rushed in and shouted: “Report. The Chief Enforcer passed by the Haotian Sect. They refused to admit fault and even joined hands to activate their protective Array Arts. In the end they were wiped out. No one was left alive.”

The deputy sect master’s face stayed dark: “Keep scouting. Keep reporting.”

The elder who had shouted before coughed and changed his tune at once: “I think there might be a peaceful solution.”

A third disciple stepped forward and drew every gaze: “Report to the deputy sect master. The last two sects suffered the least. They did not flee. They admitted fault, paid enough compensation, and publicly executed the leaders who proposed attacking the Joyous Union Sect. The Chief Enforcer, my lord, then left them be.”

The hall fell silent. Then every eye turned to one man.

It was the Law Hall Master, Huang Gang. He was one of the main plotters who sent people to besiege the Joyous Union Sect. He was also a suitor of Mo Liu Su. This whole action may have been aimed at Zhou Tong, to please Mo Liu Su.

Huang Gang snorted and spoke hard words: “I don’t believe that brat dares lay a finger on me. He may not even come. This is the Jade Purity Sect.”

From beginning to end, he had never taken Zhou Tong seriously.

At that very moment, a voice thundered from the sky and shook the great hall. It was Zhou Tong: “Huang Gang, old dog, crawl out and die!”