Chapter 197: To Kill
After leaving Pingan Lane, Chen Chang'an quietly walked into a deserted narrow alley.
At the end of the alley, a withered leaf fell in a swirling motion.
The instant the leaf was about to touch the ground—
Chen Chang'an's figure disappeared.
There was no spatial fluctuation, no spiritual power disturbance, like a drop of water evaporating under the scorching sun, without leaving even the slightest trace.
At the same moment.
On the mountain path outside the Immortal Spirit Valley, the air suddenly twisted for a moment.
The corner of a plain white skirt silently fell, Chen Chang'an stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant, continuous mountain peaks.
The mountain wind swept past his temples, yet it could not stir a single strand of his hair.
"Eight hundred li..."
He murmured to himself, recalling the map location he had seen before.
"The cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Human Realm, very good."
"It's already enough."
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The next day.
The mountain gate of the Gale Pavilion appeared exceptionally majestic under the morning sun.
Chen Chang'an stood at the foot of the mountain, glanced up at the towering, cloud-piercing plaque, his eyes showing no ripple.
Then, he took a step forward.
Boom!
The grand formation of the Gale Pavilion's mountain gate collapsed at this moment!
Chen Chang'an did not hide his figure, nor did he restrain his aura. He flew straight into the Gale Pavilion, the pressure of the Heavenly Human Realm pressing down like the sky was falling, instantly enveloping the entire sect!
The Gale Pavilion was only a medium-sized sect, with no existence at the Heavenly Human Realm.
Therefore, he decided to end all of this quickly.
He had no intention of concealing the appearance of this avatar of his. At this moment, his figure was slender, his plain skirt like snow, his robes fluttering lightly in the wind, like a celestial maiden from the nine heavens descending to the mortal world.
His long, jet-black hair fell like a waterfall, the tips of his hair floating slightly, as if accompanied by a clear breeze, his whole person exuding an ethereal coldness, untouched by the mortal world.
The disciples of the Gale Pavilion looked up and, for a moment, forgot to breathe.
"So beautiful..." someone murmured.
"Which family's fairy is this?" someone asked foolishly.
However, when they felt the overwhelming pressure, all their astonishment instantly turned to fear!
Heavenly Human Realm!
"Who are you, sir? Why do you trespass into my Gale Pavilion?!" The Pavilion Master of the Gale Pavilion, Feng Wuheng, rose into the air, his Longevity Realm cultivation erupting, trying to resist this pressure. However, his aura was like a firefly before the bright moon in the face of this white-robed woman!
Chen Chang'an's gaze was indifferent, his voice as cold as frost: "I am here to kill."
"Wang Shouzhi!"
Feng Wuheng's expression changed.
Wang Shouzhi, at only twenty-something years old, had already entered the Return to Origin Realm. In the future, he was highly likely to reach the Longevity Realm, or even charge towards the Heavenly Human Realm! Such a genius meant the foundation of the sect for thousands of years to come. How could they give him up easily?
"Sir, Wang Shouzhi is a core disciple of my Gale Pavilion. I wonder where he has offended you?" Feng Wuheng suppressed the fear in his heart and asked in a deep voice.
Chen Chang'an did not answer, but only gave him a cold glance.
This glance, like ten thousand years of ice, made Feng Wuheng tremble, as if his soul had been seen through!
"Within three breaths, hand him over," she said lightly, "Otherwise, I will find him myself."
Feng Wuheng gritted his teeth, struggling in his heart.
Handing over Wang Shouzhi would mean the Gale Pavilion would lose the hope of rising in the future; not handing him over, with the other party's attitude, today would likely not end well!
"Pavilion Master! We cannot hand him over so easily!" an elder sent an urgent message, "A Return to Origin Realm at twenty-something years old, a once-in-a-thousand-years occurrence for a sect like ours!"
Feng Wuheng took a deep breath and finally made a decision: "Sir, please calm your anger for now. This child, Wang Shouzhi, has always been gentle and polite. There must be some misunderstanding...!"
"There is no misunderstanding—"
Chen Chang'an's gaze turned cold, interrupting Feng Wuheng's words.
"If you will not hand him over, then—"
She slowly raised her hand, a point of cold light gathering at her fingertip.
"Get lost!"
Bang!
Feng Wuheng was violently sent flying dozens of zhang, then crashed to his knees. The ground instantly cracked, and blood seeped from his knees. He tried to struggle, only to find his spiritual power completely suppressed, unable to move even a single finger!
"Who exactly are you?! What grudge do you have with the disciples of my Gale Pavilion?! To act so tyrannically!" Feng Wuheng roared through gritted teeth.
Chen Chang'an did not answer, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
At this moment, several Return to Origin Realm elders of the Gale Pavilion also rushed over, but before they could get close, they were suppressed by an invisible force, one by one kneeling on the ground, their faces ashen!
"I have come today to kill only one person."
Chen Chang'an's voice was soft, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Those who stand in my way will die."
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Back mountain, a secluded small building.
Wang Shouzhi was sitting opposite Li Wanrou, sipping tea with a faint smile on his face. Since his return, his status in the Gale Pavilion had risen steadily. Even this junior martial sister, who had once been indifferent to him, had now become intimate with him.
"Brother Wang, I heard you have recently comprehended a new cultivation technique?" Li Wanrou's eyes flickered, her voice charming.
Wang Shouzhi smiled faintly: "Just a minor achievement."
He was about to say more when suddenly—
A chill shot up his spine from his tailbone!
"Not good!"
He shot to his feet, but before he could make any move, a figure in a plain white robe had already appeared before him.
Chen Chang'an.
"Who are you..." Wang Shouzhi's pupils shrank violently, the blood in his body seemingly freezing.
Chen Chang'an looked at him, his eyes holding no anger, no hatred, only a calm that bordered on indifference.
"Wang Shouzhi."
He spoke, his voice like ice.
"One who kills their own kin shall be executed."
As the words fell, Chen Chang'an pointed his fingers like a sword, and a brilliant sword light instantly shot out!
Puchi!
The sword light pierced through Wang Shouzhi's brow. Before the blood could even splash out, it was vaporized by the sword energy!
Wang Shouzhi's eyes widened, a look of disbelief still on his face. He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his life force was already extinguished, and his body slowly collapsed.
Li Wanrou, who was at the side, let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, her face as pale as paper.
Chen Chang'an retracted his finger, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. By now, the disciples of the Gale Pavilion had gathered, their faces filled with terror.
"This person, Wang Shouzhi."
Chen Chang'an's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"In the Immortal Spirit City, he killed his own mother, a crime that is unpardonable."
"Today, I carry out the execution on behalf of Heaven."
As the words fell, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.
Feng Wuheng and the several elders knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling.
They finally understood why this Heavenly Human Realm expert had personally descended upon the Gale Pavilion!
Killing one's own kin...
Whether in the mortal world or the cultivation world, this was the most unforgivable and despised of all great crimes!
Chen Chang'an spoke no more, turning to leave.
His figure gradually disappeared into the clouds, leaving behind only the silence of the mountain and the gradually cooling corpse.
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