Chen Xuan, sword in his right hand and cold in his eyes, slowly descended from the sky and hovered before the cliff.

"Those from Xianggang Steel, let's all pay our respects to the immortal!"

A man greeted them in broken Longxia Mandarin, and immediately a dozen or so middle-aged men and women kowtowed and introduced themselves.

"From Taiwan!"

Another group of wealthy businesswomen and socialites followed closely behind.

The last group consisted of local government officials. Although they vaguely felt that Chen Xuan looked familiar, the scene of the immortal undergoing tribulation was too shocking, and none of them dared to do anything in front of the immortal.

Chen Xuan glanced at the group and shook his head, then said in an icy tone, "I destroyed the Immortal Path. You may spread the word."

Chen Xuan's words caused the group of people kneeling below to gasp in shock, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Murder?

Did you see something you shouldn't have?

Really? Even gods want to kill people to silence them?

In an instant, the minds of these wealthy merchants and tycoons began to replay like a movie, recalling all the shady dealings they had done since they started their businesses.

Those who felt guilty were already sweating profusely, while those who had been embezzling money by taking advantage of the policies were trembling like leaves and stammering, too afraid to speak.

"I wouldn't dare! An immortal would absolutely not dare!"

"Yes, yes, we didn't see anything, we only saw the Immortal Path being destroyed by heavenly lightning, we definitely didn't see anyone else."

"What gods? What thunder magic? We must believe in science! Tonight we just witnessed a supernatural phenomenon!!!"

The richer you are, the more afraid you are of death. This is absolutely true. Chen Xuan only said one sentence, and the group of people instantly understood the implications.

At the same time, those who are good at analysis and speculation also understood the thoughts of this being.

Perhaps we still have a chance of survival?

"Hmph, you used a lot of dirty tricks when you first made your fortune. If you continue like this, you will surely be plagued by terminal illnesses in your old age and suffer unbearable pain."

Chen Xuan quickly calculated and realized that these people were very shrewd.

He left behind a cold remark and then disappeared from the mountaintop.

As Chen Xuan left, the raging lightning in the sky slowly disappeared.

After the lightning completely disappeared, not a single bird, beast, or insect chirp could be heard in the entire mountain range, as if this space existed in another dimension.

The scene of Chen Xuan's departure was too shocking for everyone; he simply vanished before their very eyes.

"My God, ever since I earned my first pot of gold, I no longer believe in karma or retribution. Coming here for a ritual is just to seek some psychological comfort after years of accumulating wealth."

"I never imagined that gods really existed in this world?"

"If there are gods... then that also means there is hell and evil spirits?"

Once you put yourself in their shoes, many people immediately turned pale. They know best what unjust things they have done.

"Let's do more good deeds starting today?"

"Suffering from a terminal illness, destined for unbearable pain in my later years?" A middle-aged tycoon sat on the ground and cried. "You really are a god, I've just been diagnosed with esophageal cancer."

……

Chen Xuan did not turn back immediately after leaving, but instead traveled among the various peaks of the Immortal Path.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi annihilated nine great spirit Yin gods in one strike. In addition, nine high-ranking members of the Immortal Path and many middle and low-ranking disciples were also killed. Now, a large amount of Yin Sha Qi has gathered in the sky above the Immortal Path.

This aura had no effect on Chen Xuan, but if left unchecked and allowed to spread and collide with ordinary mountain people, they would either fall seriously ill or go insane and die on the spot.

Therefore, Yin Shen Chen Xuan took the initiative to absorb it into his body and keep it safe.

Chen Xuan disdained using such methods to cultivate the Yin Spirit. Instead, he collected a great deal of Yin Sha Qi and brought it back to Feixian Temple to use when he reforged the Hundred Ghost Banner.

"After all, the Little Immortal Path has been passed down for over 800 years, and its various high-ranking members must have quite a few hidden treasures."

Chen Xuan spread his hands, looking at the numerous wealth-collecting creatures that had been shrunk by magic, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The hundred-refined jade steel weighs a full thirteen jin, which is enough for me to forge another flying sword blank."

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