The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

Faced with Lei Haotian's domineering attitude and his refusal to give in, Lu Yurong felt that it was necessary to teach these ignorant younger generations what it meant that there are always people better than you.

A rising star dares to act so presumptuously in front of her, the head of Zhu Tianfeng?

It would be better if Jing Cang flashed over!

Soon, the atmosphere on the scene dropped to freezing point again.

The two sides are in a standoff, and a conflict is imminent.

On one side is the Jiuchongshan Sect, a long-established force in the Central Plains led by three peak masters, with a large number of people and strong forces; on the other side is the current Holy Son of the Mingshen Sect, the next sect master, who is alone but not weak.

As for those desert bandits who still felt they were useful in the Jiuchongshan Sect until now, they had already become dispensable from the moment He Ying died.

Even if there are a few independent cultivators with decent talents among them, in front of a behemoth like the Jiuchongshan Sect, the so-called geniuses from the outside world are just second-rate people who can barely reach the threshold.

Just as Lu Yurong gently hooked a jade finger as flawless as a snow lotus root, ready to teach someone a lesson, He Chengxiang suddenly threw a bead at Lei Haotian, who had a big smile on his face.

Afterwards, while the bead was flying, He Chengxiang suddenly turned around, his five fingers turned into claws, and he pulled Fu Zixuan back, instantly pulling this adopted son away from the Mo bandits.

This was not over yet. He Chengxiang's eyes were calm as he quickly changed a few gestures. Finally, he stretched out his big hand and ruthlessly pressed down on the group of confused bandits.

In an instant, there was a violent fluctuation in the air.

An invisible mountain fell from the sky.

The desert bandits in the central area didn't even understand what was happening before they were crushed by this terrifying force and turned into a pool of blood.

On the edge, those desert bandits who thought they could escape and fled in all directions under the threat of death relying on their innate instincts were not spared either.

One moment they were fleeing in panic, and the next they exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The whole process happened so suddenly that the Mo bandit's screams were barely heard. As He Chengxiang dealt with everything, the bead happened to fall into Lei Haotian's hands...

On the yellow sand, there was a mess of blood and flesh.

There were white and red things, and various human organs were stuck together. When the breeze blew, the pungent smell of blood in the air not only did not disappear, but was fully diffused in the direction of the wind, and it hit the nose all at once, making people's stomachs churn and their throats feel nauseous.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yurong missed it and lowered her raised finger.

Pang Boling sighed and shook his head, but did not blame anyone.

"Brother, why would the Peak Master do this?"

"Hush! Just watch, the Peak Master will make his own arrangements."

It was the first time that Jin Mengya saw He Chengxiang's decisive and ruthless side. Without a single word or any sign, the battle ended in a flash.

"What does this guy want to do again?"

Xi Zhaozhao looked at He Chengxiang who easily slaughtered all the desert bandits, with deep worry between her brows, and even her steps subconsciously moved closer to Lao Ba.

"Oh, I haven't seen this thing for a long time."

Lei Haotian seemed to be accustomed to it and acted indifferent about it. However, the "photo bead" thrown away by He Chengxiang aroused Lei Haotian's strong curiosity.

What did the old man want him to see...

Uh, how do you start it?

"The desert bandits really deserve to die."

He Chengxiang's face was surprisingly calm as he spoke, "If it weren't for these people pretending to be pitiful, Ying'er wouldn't have felt pity for them and wouldn't have been traveling back and forth between the Central Plains and the desert all year round."

"Don't put all the blame on the Mo bandits."

"Save it."

Lei Haotian fiddled with the photo beads in his hand and said casually, "Even if you were impartial and killed your daughter with your own hands, I would only think that she deserved to die, not that you were a noble person."

"Don't think I'll pity you. If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

"in addition......"

Lei Haotian followed the steps in his memory and injected some spiritual energy into the Image Pearl. He finally mastered the trick of activating the pearl. He played with the image pearl, and glanced at Fu Zixuan, who was left alone by He Chengxiang, and chuckled softly, "I told you, if I catch you, don't expect to return alive and well. Hehe, why not make a small vow."

"If this guy can survive today, I, Lei Haotian, will be your grandson!"

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to kill them all?"

Fu Zixuan was a promising young talent, so Pang Boling couldn't bear it and advised him kindly, "Junior Brother Zixuan is a member of our Jiuchongshan Sect after all. Even if we want to teach him a lesson, it should be done by one of our own people. There has never been any hatred or grudge between our two sects. We must not damage the harmony between you and me because of one person's behavior!"

“When you can forgive, forgive.”

Lu Yurong said coldly, "Junior Brother He has achieved this level. If you are still not satisfied, then I have nothing to say. But when you see Sect Master Jing in the future, I often can't control my mouth..."

"According to seniority, you can call me 'young friend' and I won't argue with you."

Lei Haotian stared at Lu Yurong like a vicious tiger, his whole body emitting an extremely dangerous aura. He said in a deep voice: "But if you still like to act presumptuous in front of me and use the title of Sect Master to pressure me, I don't mind stuffing your head into the toilet and letting you experience the feeling of being drenched in shit."

"That was my last chance, but seeing how well you've behaved, I'm giving you one more... Remember, this is the last time."

Lu Yurong's face suddenly reflected a gloomy look like water. As the master of such a huge mountain, she was naturally unhappy to be looked down upon by the younger generation.

But when he saw Lei Haotian's expression, which looked like he was ready to attack at any time.

Lu Yurong, as an elder, had the reason not to bother with a young boy, so she silently convinced herself in her heart not to argue with Lei Haotian.

"Senior Brother Xu, this Thunder Lord... is he very powerful?"

Jin Mengya had also heard of the reputation of the Eternal Thunder Lord in the past, but because she stayed on Juntian Peak for many years and was oblivious to what was happening outside, she was relatively isolated from the news. She only knew that there was a pair of bandits in their Central Plains who specifically targeted geniuses, and she didn't know much else.

"This isn't a question of being powerful or not...isn't our Second Senior Sister awesome?"

"Niu...cough, of course, he's my idol!"

"Then do you know who your idol's idol is?"

"Ah, could it be, Lei..."

"Wrong, it's the Green Shirt Guest!"

"...Senior Brother Xu, if you continue like this, I will never call you Senior Brother again."

Xu Xingwen was about to burst out laughing, but when he thought about the current situation, he stopped immediately and said seriously, "You don't know that your idol's idol needs an additional Sword Lord to defeat Thunder Lord. And it doesn't always work!"

"scare!"

Jin Mengya was so frightened that she was stunned. "No way, is he that powerful?!"

"Isn't it! You look down on people with your dog eyes~"

"You're a dog!"

Although Xu Xingwen was unwilling to do what Jin Mengya said, "boosting others' ambitions and destroying his own prestige", in reality, even if his old friend Qingshan in his prime joined forces, they could not catch Lei Haotian every time. The lightning rat was too fast and would disappear if he was not careful.

At this time, Lei Haotian was playing with the photo beads. Although he didn't know what He Chengxiang wanted to show him, he, Lei Haotian, always acted uprightly and had a clear conscience.

Without much hesitation, he activated the photo-taking bead.

And before the picture begins to appear, it is thrown into the center of the field for everyone to see.

——Want to bribe him? Wishful thinking!

However, things did not develop as smoothly as Lei Haotian had imagined.

What is recorded in the photo bead is not some precious bribe.

Rather, it was the last picture He Ying saw before his death.

The only drawback is that you can't see the overall picture of things, nor can you hear any sound.

It can only be fed back through He Ying's visual feedback.

That is, her eyes, watching the remnants of the scene at the end of life.

It seems that He Chengxiang used some extraordinary means to copy and preserve the last thing He Ying saw in his life in the form of memory.

When the memory images began to flicker, the first thing people saw was a wooden door that shook rapidly as time passed. The amplitude of the shaking was so great that it felt like someone was about to break in at any moment.

It was obvious that He Ying didn't know what was outside the door at first. He walked closer and stayed for a moment, as if asking about the identity of the visitor.

Later, the door frame shook faster and faster, and He Ying also stepped back a distance.

His eyes were fixed on the shaking door.

Finally, the door was kicked open from the front by something unknown.

The murderer who killed He Ying was finally completely exposed to the public.

But after seeing that ghost thing with my own eyes.

Xi Zhaozhao widened her eyes and thought to herself how could this be possible!

Even Lao Ba was confused when he saw the murderer for the first time.

——This is... him? Killing people in dreams???

In the picture, the murderer who killed He Ying was actually a Holy Spirit of Fire whose body was wrapped in flames and whose true appearance could not be seen. His physique was similar to that of Lao Ba Da.

After the arrival of the Fire Creature, perhaps realizing that the other party was not someone he could resist, He Ying did not hesitate, turned around and ran towards the window.

But just when they were close to the escape exit.

He Ying suddenly fell headfirst and rolled back and forth on the ground. In his fragmented memories, he could see the fire creatures approaching He Ying.

Until the flames spread upwards and occupied all vision.

The memory scene ends here.

At this point, it is clear who the real murderer of He Ying is!

At first, He Chengxiang also suspected that the murderer was not Lao Ba. After all, his daughter was strong and had the magic weapon given by He Chengxiang to protect her. Since the other party had the ability to kill his daughter, how could he not know that a talented fairy seedling like his precious daughter had a soul mark in her body? Once she was killed, he would be in big trouble and would be hunted down by his Jiuchongshan Sect.

Although the soul imprint used for pursuit was erased by the Holy Spirit of Fire through some unknown means, its general appearance was preserved intact.

In order to further confirm my guess.

In order to ensure that there would be no omissions or misjudgments that would lead to the real murderer being at large, He Chengxiang sent Xu Xingwen and Jin Mengya to test Lao Ba.

He even took part in it himself.

But the final result...

All I can say is that it was expected but beyond reason.

The facts are right in front of us.

The murderer is Lao Ba, who has mastered the art of fire!

As for why they deliberately left the body intact after they succeeded, stationed here for a long time without leaving, and waited for He Chengxiang to lead the Juntian Peak troops to come and confront him face to face...

He Chengxiang thought about it.

In the end, I could only use the excuse that Lao Ba was careless to paralyze myself.

"Now, what else can I say?"

He Chengxiang repeatedly gave in, but upon seeing He Ying's corpse, he finally stopped backing down and said, "It was my negligence in supervising him that caused this tragedy today."

"My previous actions were only to show you my irreconcilable determination with the Mo Bandits. However, as long as I am a member of the Jiuchongshan Sect, I must abide by the sect's rules."

"My daughter has received the punishment she deserves. According to the sect's rules, a person's debt is forgiven when he dies."

"The same goes for Zixuan. When he returns to the sect, he will be questioned by the elders of the Punishment Hall, including me, the Peak Master..."

He Chengxiang lowered his eyes to look at the ugly corpse on the stretcher, and the image of little Ying'er, who used to be by his side, holding up her chubby little hands and calling for him to hug her, reappeared in his mind.

However, when he thought of his little Ying'er, he couldn't help but think of the scene in his memory, the bandit leader who was ruthlessly swallowed by the fire and could not make any sound until his death.

He Chengxiang felt very sad about this.

But after years of meditation and cultivation, he no longer knew what tears were.

Maybe Lei Zun is right...

If we had known today, why bother in the beginning?

If a child is not taught well, it is the fault of the father...

"Today, I invite Lei Zun, the two Peak Masters, and all the disciples of Juntian Peak here to witness that I, He Chengxiang, know that I have done something wrong and am unworthy of being the Peak Master of Juntian Peak!"

"I am willing to give up my position and voluntarily resign from the position of Peak Master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other two peak masters changed.

“Peak Master!!!”

The disciples of Juntian Peak cried out in surprise.

It is true that they could not accept that He Ying was harmed by thieves, but they could not understand why the Peak Master would go to such lengths and be inferior to others in every way.

Even if the opponent is Mingshen Sect, their Jiuchongshan Sect is not invincible.

At worst, we can just "declare war" and fight it out to the bitter end!

However, these disciples are still too young. Little do they know that the current Lei Zun, even if the sect master is suppressing him, can still command hundreds of people to respond and order the Mingshen Sect to welcome the foreign enemies.

But He Chengxiang is different.

Not to mention whether "declaring war" is possible or not, once the battle starts, Lei Zun can represent the entire Mingshen Sect, but He Chengxiang cannot represent the Jiuchongshan Sect behind him.

Moreover, who in the world today doesn't know that Lei Zun is on good terms with the newly appointed Dragon Emperor of the Great Dragon Dynasty? If a fight really breaks out, even if the Jiuchongshan Sect has several close allies to help, it will be badly hurt if it doesn't die when it faces two leading regional forces.

Not to mention, the Dragon Emperor of Dalong is also a young general who repelled alien races.

The reputation is so great that it can crush people!

Will you choose to help a powerful ruler of a dynasty who cares about the people of the world, or will you side with a poor father who shields his daughter from colluding with desert bandits and ruining the reputation of the sect?

The answer is obvious.