System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

“Fellow Daoist, you’d better have your disciples swear an oath to prove their innocence. Otherwise, this matter is beyond the capacity of your small Xuanqing Palace to handle.” Another white-haired rogue immortal tried to smooth things over, seemingly unwilling to confront Thousand Dao Immortals here.

However, this matter is too far-reaching. Nalan Junze, Yuze, and Fengming are the three most outstanding descendants of the Nalan clan in this generation. The clan has poured resources into them, and even the ancestor has personally guided them several times, all for the sake of their potential to explode, to make a name for themselves, to leave the Xuanxiao world, to enter the Holy City level, and to help the Nalan clan break free from the Xuanxiao Emperor's intimidation and control.

This matter has caused a rift, which is bad for everyone. The three of them had their own thoughts on the matter, and besides, the Thousand Sword Immortal's strength was clearly superior to theirs.

"If you want to take this disciple away today, you must prove your innocence, otherwise..." The black-robed elder at the head of the group, being the leader of the protectors, naturally refused to compromise and continued to exert pressure.

"Are you all really courting death?" If he hadn't been protecting his dozen or so disciples, Thousand Immortals would probably have already drawn his sword. He thought that he had killed countless people of the same level in the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm, so what was there to fear?

"Grandmaster, please hold your hand!" Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Senior Sister Piaoxue immediately stepped forward.

Senior Sister Piaoxue

The younger generation's interruption eased the tense atmosphere somewhat, though it also elicited more surprise.

All five Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals looked over.

Upon hearing this, the Thousand Sword Immortal frowned and looked at Piaoxue, but did not say anything.

"I, Piaoxue, swear by the Heavenly Dao that if I have uttered even a single falsehood, may the Heavenly Dao bear witness, and may I die and my soul perish, never to be reincarnated!"

wow——

The fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao descended, enveloping Senior Sister Piaoxue. Any falsehoods uttered beforehand would inevitably be obliterated by the Heavenly Dao.

Chen Xuan looked at Senior Sister Piaoxue standing alone in front of him, and felt very complicated. He had caused this disaster, but it was his senior sister who had suffered such humiliation.

"The Nalan Clan..." His disciples were captured and subjected to endless torture, and over a hundred million clansmen were constantly being driven and exploited. Chen Xuan looked at the three rogue immortals from the Nalan Clan who were closing in step by step. Although his eyes were extremely calm, he had already formulated a series of revenge plans in his heart.

"My disciples have already sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao, what else do you have to say?" Immortal Qiandao frowned and glanced at Piaoxue, clearly dissatisfied with this attempt to compromise and prove his innocence. In his view, only by proving one's innocence can one truly prove oneself in the face of trouble caused by no reason.

With Piaoxue making a vow and not being erased by the Heavenly Dao, the three rogue immortals of the Nalan clan said no more. They knew that the hot-tempered Qiandao Sword Heart had already given in. If they were to force all his disciples to make vows again, they might lose one or two of them this time.

"This matter will not end so easily." The bald-headed man and the old man in black robes snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Thank you for your understanding, fellow Daoist." The long-bearded, white-haired old man bowed to the Thousand Dao Immortals and then followed them away.

Of the three rogue immortals of the Nalan clan, the black-robed old man and the bald-headed man played the bad cop, while someone else played the good cop. This way, the Nalan clan wouldn't appear to be using their power to intimidate others and cause their Dao hearts to waver.

Sword immortals are all madmen. Who knows, when this person breaks through to a higher realm in the future, he might feel that this incident has tarnished his sword heart, and in order to cleanse his sword heart, he might secretly kill them.

The other party was accommodating this time only because of the restrictions on disciples and because the sect did not directly intervene. However, if they were to meet in the outer realms or other small spaces to compete for treasures, things would be very different then.

The three Nalan clan members, all wandering immortals, departed, and Thousand Immortals had yet to say anything.

But the other two Earth Immortals who wanted to use the Nalan Clan Immortal to suppress the Xuanqing Palace were much easier to talk to.

"You think you can leave too?" Seeing the two rogue immortals who were just there to make up the numbers trying to escape quickly, Thousand Immortals raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.

A sword beam flashed past, and these two, who had only comprehended three or four complete ordinary paths and had just begun to glimpse the threshold of the Great Dao, broke through to become Earth Immortals. Before they could even finish their terrified pleas for mercy, they were directly transformed into two clouds of blood mist and scattered with the wind.

"what!"

"No, Brother Qiandao, we wait—"

puff-

The three rogue immortals of the Nalan clan were not far from the two who were killed, and they could clearly feel the power of this sword. The blood mist even flew up and directly stained the clothes of the bald old man.

Was this sword meant to kill two insignificant rogue immortals?

No, this sword strike is aimed at the three rogue immortals of the Nalan clan.

However, after experiencing the power of the Thousand Immortals' sword up close, the three of them changed their expressions slightly. That casual sword strike, which merely used the fusion of two Great Daos, made the three of them feel the danger of death.

Although cultivators may have powerful and useful clans, in real battles in the wild, it is still each other's strength that matters.

Although the three members of the Nalan family felt a humiliation they had not experienced in a long time, they could only leave with cold faces.

Still not satisfied with killing two of his peers, the Thousand Immortals waved their hands, and spiritual energy enveloped more than ten of their disciples. Holding swords in one hand, they took to the air and flew slowly from the center of the arena where they were locked in a standoff.

The scene of him casually killing two Earth Immortals with a single sword strike was truly astonishing.

At this moment, as they confronted each other, the Hunter Dragon Clan, the Heavenly Jade Clan, and dozens of other large and small sects, who were trying to interrogate their disciples, did not dare to breathe loudly as they watched the Thousand Immortals leading their disciples through.

They all knew that this Thousand Sword Immortal from Qingtian County was usually extremely low-key, but was famous throughout the various Immortal Desolation Lands. He was extremely cold-blooded and decisive in killing. Once he drew his sword, he never left any survivors. Moreover, he was extremely righteous and hated evil.

As his master carried him across the gathering point, Chen Xuan and his fellow disciples were utterly shocked. Upon seeing the various sects and tribal leaders, they were all stunned. Everyone subconsciously whispered: Is this the kind of intimidation that comes with absolute strength?

The Thousand Immortals still wanted to kill, but none of these bastards dared to jump out and stop them, or even shout.

Finally, having crossed the confrontation zone, he could only turn back and coldly glance at the two Earth Immortals from the Lielong Clan and Tianxuan Clan before looking around and coldly saying, "Which of us rose to power without emerging from mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Calamities and death are the inevitable path for junior disciples to become stronger. If you are killed in a fight among your peers, it is only because you are not skilled enough."

When these words were spoken in public, no one dared to utter a single word.

"When peers clash and fight, even if my personally taught disciple is killed, it's only because he wasn't strong enough." Immortal Qiandao continued to scan all sides. "But if anyone disregards their status, bullies the weak, and tries to kill my disciple, I, Qiandao, will definitely pay a visit!"

The final sentence, "I will definitely pay you a visit," was imbued with the power of a thousand immortal swordsmen. Many cultivators, whether they were disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Realm, the Primordial Spirit Realm, or even the Void Reversal Realm, trembled slightly and their expressions changed.

"Brother Qiandao is right. In a battle between peers, being killed is only what one deserves. One is inferior in skill, and bullying the younger generation without regard for status greatly damages the reputation of our sect and clan!"

"Senior Brother Qiandao is right. This behavior is despicable!"

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