Shock! Wailing! Despair!!
The Bright Moon Sect, from top to bottom, was engulfed in an atmosphere of sorrow and collapse.
Countless disciples who had just emerged into the world, ready to showcase their talents, now lay sprawled on the ground.
Their pupils trembled, their faces twisted as they stared ahead at Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
Their pride and joy, Senior Brother Wen Mo, had his arrogance utterly shattered by a single strike from each of them.
Even the sword he had wielded for tens of thousands of years had turned into shards of ice, melting into the ground.
And their Sect Leader, a powerhouse at the late-stage Spirit Source Realm, was kneeling on the ground, clutching his face, which was oozing green liquid.
Terrifying! Chilling! Unbelievable!
The Sect Leader had been defeated without even putting up a fight??
The Bright Moon Sect Leader lay on the ground, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Su Muwan.
She looked...
So familiar!
She was the spitting image of the Frost Demon that he had seen in the sky before being sealed away all those years ago!
The Frost Demon... is still alive?!
Wen Mo struggled to turn his head and look at his master, who lay collapsed beside him.
His body trembled.
His eyes quivered.
He never could have imagined... truly never imagined...
A powerhouse at the late-stage Spirit Source Realm had been immobilized by a single palm strike from this seemingly gentle man before him.
With just a casual move, these two had utterly crushed the Bright Moon Sect.
"What... what kind of technique is this?" Wen Mo turned his head to look at Qin Luo, his voice hoarse and broken.
His face was swollen. When Qin Luo had slapped him, all the spiritual energy in his body had been sealed, leaving him completely immobilized, unable to move a muscle.
Hearing this, Qin Luo glanced at Wen Mo, who had already given up resisting.
With a flick of his hand, he tossed Wen Mo aside.
Thud—
Wen Mo hit the ground.
Then, Qin Luo swept his gaze over the crowd and said indifferently, "It’s just a regular slap, nothing special."
Just... a regular slap?
Wen Mo’s breathing hitched.
He... understood now!
This was an insult to all of them!
If you don’t want to reveal your technique, fine, but why humiliate them like this?!
From the very beginning, he had noticed something.
This man kept consulting the woman beside him, who was shrouded in dark energy.
So!
It was clear that this man was most likely the woman’s subordinate!
Everything he said and did was because of...
As he thought this, Wen Mo clenched his teeth. He raised his head, his eyes filled with rage, and glared at... Su Muwan beside Qin Luo: "You wicked woman!!"
"You two are just—"
Slap—!
"Ugh—!"
Before he could finish, Qin Luo slapped him again.
He scolded, "Who do you think you are?! How dare you insult my lady?!"
This slap sent Wen Mo’s eyes rolling back as he vomited blood.
His head lolled to the side, and he passed out.
"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"
"Ahhh!! Senior Brother!!"
The Bright Moon Sect disciples wailed in despair.
Why?!
Why was their Bright Moon Sect so unlucky?!
All they wanted was to reclaim a small village that once belonged to them!
But why were these modern martial artists so barbaric?!
Barbaric was one thing, but why were they so strong too?!
Su Muwan was also furious. She was utterly baffled.
Wait a minute!
Qin Luo was the one who hit you! Qin Luo was the one who insulted you! Qin Luo was the one who mocked you!
And yet??
And yet you’re cursing me?! Are you out of your mind?!
Is there no justice in this world?!
What is wrong with all of you?!
Su Muwan was so angry she felt dizzy. She took a deep breath, her eyes darkening as she swept her gaze over the Bright Moon Sect members.
Her gaze sent shivers down their spines, making them tremble uncontrollably.
Only then did she slowly speak: "A bunch of relics from the old era, daring to cause trouble on my turf."
"How utterly ridiculous!"
"Consider this a lesson for today."
"Got it?"
Cause... cause trouble?
All the beaten disciples were dumbfounded.
Huh?
Lady, are you serious?
Who’s causing trouble here?
We were just descending the Heavenly Stairs to recruit disciples!
Sure, maybe the way our senior brothers spoke wasn’t the most pleasant, but...
You’ve already killed people! Do you really need to climb the Heavenly Stairs and wipe out our entire sect?!
No one dared to voice their anger.
After all... those who dared were already turned into ice sculptures.
The disciples glanced nervously at the shattered ice statues around them, their hearts filled with dread.
Terrifying! Chilling! Horrifying!
This modern martial artist was exactly like the Frost Demon described in the sect’s ancient records!
"P-please, spare us, great one!"
The Bright Moon Sect Leader, at this point, had no regard for his dignity. He prostrated himself on the ground, his head pressed tightly against the floor.
His body trembled as he pleaded in a hoarse voice, "We have just emerged into this world and are unfamiliar with modern customs. We trespassed on your territory, great one. Please, have mercy on us!"
He had already surrendered, completely subdued.
After being sealed away for who knows how long, they had finally emerged.
They had thought they would still be the rulers of this world, but...
Who could have known that the times had changed, and there were such terrifyingly powerful individuals in this era?
They had truly underestimated this world...
No wonder there were so many ordinary people in this era—it turned out there were even stronger individuals suppressing them.
The Bright Moon Sect Leader was now deeply grateful that he hadn’t started slaughtering people the moment they emerged.
Just look at what happened.
They were merely recruiting disciples, and they almost got wiped out.
If they had gone on a rampage, seizing resources and territories, wouldn’t these modern martial artists have annihilated them completely?
No wonder the Grand Elder Tai Xuan had once hinted at a prophecy, warning them not to make enemies of modern martial artists after emerging.
So... their top-tier fighters were this terrifying?
If... if the entire alliance was filled with people like this, wouldn’t that spell doom for ancient sects like theirs?
But for now, it was good that they had surrendered in time. At least the Bright Moon Sect could continue to exist!
Sss—!
All the sect disciples gasped in unison.
How could this be?
Their revered Sect Leader was now prostrating himself on the ground, begging two modern martial artists for mercy?
This... this was simply...!
Swish, swish, swish!!
In unison, everyone prostrated themselves, shouting, "Great ones, please spare us!!!"
Why, you might ask, did the Bright Moon Sect build their headquarters high in the clouds?
Don’t ask. The answer is simple: safety.
And so, everyone in the sect valued stability above all else.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged glances.
Su Muwan blinked: Seriously, are these people so spineless?
Qin Luo blinked: They’ve all been utterly subdued by your power, my lady.
Hmph, I like the sound of that!
Wait, no.
Su Muwan’s eyes lit up—she and Qin Luo could communicate with just their eyes!
Qin Luo nodded: It’s called bullet time.
Since the other side was so cooperative,
And Qin Luo happened to need the support of an ancient sect,
The matter was settled.
"Since you’ve admitted your mistakes,"
"Then..."
Qin Luo stood with his hands behind his back and declared solemnly, "All of you, swear eternal loyalty to Lady Su."
"And my lady may spare your lives."
Su Muwan was puzzled.
The Bright Moon Sect members were also puzzled, but after exchanging a few glances,
They all shouted in unison.
"We swear eternal loyalty to Lady Su!"
"We swear eternal loyalty to Lady Su!"
"We swear eternal loyalty to Lady Su!"
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