Chapter 1528 - 443: Did I Say You Could Leave? (6k)_3

Unexpectedly, their clever maneuver backfired and instead provoked the other party.

"Senior, your great kindness will never be forgotten by the younger generation..." She bowed solemnly to the sky, "May you and your beloved daughter... be safe and joyful..."

...

Deep within the clouds, a cyan flying ship pierced through the sky, speeding towards the northwest.

According to the information obtained from the Soul Search, this place belonged to the Moon Concealment Mansion, one of the Seventy-Two Mansions of the Holy Martial Dynasty, where a teleportation array leading to other mansions was set up in its central region.

However, Zhou Qing didn’t plan to use these regular teleportation arrays—they took too long.

They were far inferior to the speed of the Hidden Dragon Path, which he had cracked with Sikong Yan’s help.

This was a secret transmission passage exclusive to the Imperial City. As long as he approached a specific area, he could sense and activate it with the token in his hand, thereby crossing thousands of miles in an instant.

At most three months, he could return to the Eastern Domain!

With this thought, Zhou Qing felt a slight warmth in his heart, his gaze falling on the Soul Nourishing Jade tightly held in Yaoyao’s arms.

Within, Han Yi’s virtual image lay quietly, serene as in life, with features faintly recalling her former gentleness.

During the two years traveling, he had not only completed refining the Four-Color Spirit Gathering Array but had also gradually refined the Profound Nether Cold Crystal obtained from the forbidden creature’s mine into the Soul Nourishing Jade.

As expected, this Cold Element Treasure was of great benefit to Han Yi’s soul restoration!

There was even a moment when he clearly sensed a faint wave of spirit emanating from within the Soul Nourishing Jade... Unfortunately, Han Yi soon fell back into slumber.

Yet even so, Zhou Qing was overjoyed.

Usually, he allowed Yaoyao to keep the Soul Nourishing Jade close, so she would know from a young age—that her mother had always been with her as she grew up.

Yaoyao once said that she had never seen her mother’s face, nor her father’s smile.

This time, he would not let her have any regrets.

He wanted his daughter to understand—

She had a mother who loved her deeply, and a father willing to watch her grow.

Once back in the Eastern Domain, after settling the Taiqing Sect, he planned to temporarily entrust Yaoyao to his master and senior brothers and sisters.

Then—

He would return alone to Nanhuang State!

Blood debts must be paid in blood!

Once everything was settled, he would come back, seeking the best Heavenly Dao Qi, accompanying Yaoyao in her cultivation, helping her reach Foundation Establishment, Core Formation...

He would ensure her life was free of regrets.

Thereafter, father and daughter would search for the Blood Phoenix Essence Blood together, to revive Han Yi.

"Hmm?"

Two days later, Zhou Qing suddenly sensed something, a glint flashing in his eyes.

He swiftly picked up Yaoyao, waved his hand to lay down a protective restriction, then tore at the space in front of him—

"Buzz!"

A rift opened in space, and without hesitation, Zhou Qing took out the Hidden Dragon Path token and stepped in!

...

Three months later!

Zhou Qing, holding Yaoyao, hurried impatiently towards the Eastern Domain.

In another hour, he would see his master, senior brothers, and senior sisters.

To say he wasn’t excited would be a lie.

However—

An hour later, as he stood before an endless abyss, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

His pupils contracted, his gaze sweeping the surroundings, even suspecting for a moment that he was in the wrong place.

But soon, a chill surged from his spine to the top of his head, his face turning deathly pale!

"No... impossible..."

He dashed wildly towards the abyss’s edge, his vast Divine Sense sweeping out like a tidal wave—

"Master!! Senior Brother!! Senior Sister!!"

No one responded.

He hurriedly took out the sect token, frantically channeling his Spiritual Power, attempting to contact anyone—

Still no response!

Zhou Qing, in a frenzy, plunged into the abyss below, his Divine Sense meticulously probing every inch of land, only to find—

The entire Taiqing Sect had disappeared!

No ruins, no traces of battle, not even a single corpse.

In some areas, the cliff walls were as smooth as mirrors, as if cut at the root by some unimaginable force!

"Who... who could achieve such a feat?!"

Zhou Qing’s heart pounded violently, his breathing becoming rapid.

He didn’t know why, but he suddenly recalled when he had just broken through to the Spirit Severing Realm and was briefly staying in the sect, a giant hand covering the sky had extended from the void, attempting to seize the entire Taiqing Sect!

And now, the Grotto Heaven Forbidden Area was gone too!

The Innate Spirit Ancient Tree was sentient; if faced with the calamity of sect destruction, it would never sit idly by!

Not to mention, beneath the tree lay six coffins, each housing a Spirit Severing Realm existence—

Like the Flame Fire Crocodile King, the Ghost King formed from the former Sect Leader, Canglong Taoist...

In addition to the three-colored Sect Protection Array he personally refined, the Lu Family sisters, and the three Corpse Wax Crows that could, after devouring each other, step into the Mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm...

Even if the Xuanyuan Royal Family attacked with full force, it was absolutely impossible to annihilate the Taiqing Sect so quietly!

Unless—

It was the owner of that giant hand!

Zhou Qing abruptly looked up, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

"Right, to the other major sects!" In a moment of realization, he leaped onto the flying ship with Yaoyao, transforming into a streak of light, swiftly darting away.

As the main sect, the Taiqing Sect’s back mountain had several teleportation arrays acquired from the Wanxiang Auction, directly connecting to each sect.

They must know what happened.

Soon after, when Zhou Qing arrived at the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect with Yaoyao, he stood petrified in mid-air.

The Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, once magnificent, had now turned into scorched earth.

The sect’s protection array was shattered, peaks within and outside all collapsed, ruins littered with lingering Spiritual Fire not yet extinguished.

Thick smoke covered the sky, even staining the setting sun blood-red.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, mixed with the foul char of scorch.

Everywhere on the ground were shattered pieces of magical artifacts and charred corpses, some even frozen in their escape stances at the moment of their instant demise.