Chapter 1529 - 443: Did I Say You Could Leave? (6k)_4

"This... this can’t be..." Zhou Qing’s voice trembled as he rushed deeper into the sect with Yaoyao in his arms.

Unlike the mysterious disappearance of the Taiqing Sect, this place was truly and utterly blood-washed!

He landed on a collapsed main peak, where fragments of spiritual artifacts and charred corpses littered the ground.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted as he stared ahead—

Immortal Xuan You!

The Cyan Feather Immortal Sect Leader, who had once nearly forced a dual cultivation with him, was now impaled by five pitch-black swords and pinned to the ruined sect’s jade monument.

Her corpse was already cold, her face pale, yet her eyes remained wide open, brimming with resentment and horror.

Dark blood had soaked through her Cyan Feather robe and flowed down the jade monument, congealing into shocking trails of blood.

Zhou Qing walked closer step by step, his throat tight: "Who... who exactly did this?!"

It was then he suddenly turned, his Divine Sense sweeping towards a pile of ruins!

"Boom!"

With a thunderous crash, the remnants of a collapsed hall were blasted away by an invisible force.

Beneath the ruins, a figure lay dying in a pool of blood.

"Senior Sister Yuan Ya!" Upon seeing the person’s face, Zhou Qing instantly rushed over, kneeling on one knee to support her.

Yuan Ya’s Nascent Soul was near disintegration, her meridians severed, her Sea of Consciousness exhausted.

She struggled to open her eyes, and upon seeing Zhou Qing’s face, a glimmer of light emerged in her dim eyes: "Zhou... Zhou Qing..."

Without hesitation, Zhou Qing immediately infused spiritual power, only to despairingly discover her Nascent Soul was already shattered, her life force rapidly fading.

"Don’t speak, take the elixir first!" He quickly took out an elixir, but Yuan Ya weakly shook her head, smiling bitterly: "It’s useless... I... can’t hold on much longer..."

She then gazed intently at the familiar face in front of her, tears glistening in her dim eyes: "To see you again before I die... it’s really good..."

Before she could finish, a violent cough overtook her, with black blood seeping from the corners of her mouth.

Zhou Qing hurriedly took out a bottle of elixirs to feed her, but she feebly pushed them away: "Don’t... waste them..."

"Don’t be stubborn!" Zhou Qing forcefully inserted the elixir into her mouth, looking at the scar on her face that always warned him.

As the medicinal power spread, a hint of color finally appeared on Yuan Ya’s pale face, but it soon turned gray again.

Zhou Qing’s heart felt torn, yet he had no choice but to question: "Senior Sister Yuan Ya, what exactly happened? Who attacked? Where has the Taiqing Sect gone?"

With the support of the elixir, Yuan Ya’s breath steadied slightly, her speech no longer fragmented.

"Three months ago, the three Peak Masters and the core disciples stationed here suddenly received an emergency order from the Taiqing Sect and hastily returned to the sect."

She struggled to prop herself up, continuing: "But I heard the Sect Leader analyze before, that the Taiqing Sect has been under hardship these years."

"Apparently, it’s because years ago, you performed a secret technique in the Imperial City to assist others in slaying a powerful Spirit Slash Realm Perfection expert."

"The Xuanyuan Royal Family has been pondering over this secret technique for years, eternally sending people to infiltrate the Taiqing Sect to investigate secretly..."

At hearing this, Zhou Qing’s pupils suddenly contracted, a monstrous killing intent erupting instantly!

The violent spiritual power wave swept out from him as its center, crushing the ruins within dozens of feet and scattering them as powdered dust.

"Xuanyuan Chong, he dares—!"

Years ago, Silver Medal Assassin No. 47 from the Blood Contract Pavilion set a trap to lure Han Yi, specifically coming to capture Shen Yunzhou.

Yet when leaving, he discovered Yaoyao also had silver hair, mistaking her for Han Yi’s closed-door disciple.

In desperation, he had no choice but to use the [50-50 Sticker] to confront her, ultimately slaying the assassin with the help of Han Yi and Zhao Muye.

The so-called secret technique was nothing but a ruse he concocted casually!

"Unexpectedly..." Zhou Qing’s voice was cold and piercing, "After so many years, the Xuanyuan Family dares extend their influence into the Taiqing Sect!"

He suppressed his anger, solemnly asking: "And then what?"

Yuan Ya’s pupils slightly dilated, her voice immediately becoming clearer: "After that, for half a month we saw no one from the Taiqing Sect, though it seemed strange, we thought perhaps sect affairs kept them busy..."

Suddenly, she began gasping urgently, her chest heaving violently: "Until... until three months ago..."

Her voice sharpened abruptly: "A figure clad in a dragon robe, accompanied by a black flying ship obscuring the sky, descended upon the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect!"