May the Group Leader Achieve Swift Revenge

Wei Qianqiu's words instantly plunged the seven Martial Saints into despair.

One Martial Saint roared unwillingly:

"Fuck! Let's fight him to the death!"

Being Martial Saints, the seven of them refused to just wait for death with their necks outstretched.

They all began their final resistance.

Even Dugu Sword Demon on the side was ignored.

Wei Qianqiu suddenly vanished.

Dugu Sword Demon widened his eyes, barely managing to see seven afterimages.

Seven consecutive sword thrusts were executed.

The moves were simple and unadorned, all being the most basic straight thrusts.

Yet, each thrust pierced through a Martial Saint's forehead and out the back of their skull.

Dugu Sword Demon had originally thought he would witness the Seventy-Two Paths of the Evil-Subduing Swordplay.

He never expected Wei Qianqiu not to use any sword technique at all.

Just simple straight thrusts were enough to make him feel utterly powerless to defend.

He hadn't realized the gap between himself and his opponent had reached such a level.

However, Dugu Sword Demon's spirits were not dampened in the slightest.

He felt only an endless fighting spirit.

He hoped to be able to fight Wei Qianqiu in his lifetime.

Unafraid of life or death!

With the fourteen Martial Saints dead, Dugu Sword Demon, following his agreement with Liu Shen, president of the Martial Arts Guild, immediately headed for Kunlun City.

Wei Qianqiu glanced in the direction of the Duan Family, a slight curl at the corner of his mouth.

"What a splendid revenge!"

"Truly worthy of Su Yuanshan's daughter!"

After saying this, his robust body gradually shrank, transforming back into the original young maiden.

The simple dress she wore before was long gone.

Yet, in the vast Holy Capital, no one dared to look directly at her.

The Martial Masters and Grandmasters who had invaded the Holy Capital were originally engaged in combat with experts from various major families.

When they saw Wei Qianqiu in the sky, who single-handedly slaughtered fourteen Martial Saints,

they completely lost their will to fight.

Everyone wanted to flee the Great Xia Holy Capital immediately.

At this moment, they understood that even if everyone from the entire continent came, they would all die here.

Wei Qianqiu's power had exceeded their understanding of what a Martial Saint could be.

Just as they tried to flee, they were entangled by the experts from the various families.

Among them, the members of the Wei Family killed with the most ferocity.

They never accepted surrender or admission of defeat.

Upon encountering an enemy, they would fight wordlessly until the opponent was dead.

Duan Corporation.

The headquarters building was already in ruins.

At this moment, within the entire corporate headquarters, aside from the Duan Family's patriarch, Duan Yuan, there were no other Duan Family members left.

Those who had originally planned to evacuate the Holy Capital had all scattered.

Those who had not left the corporation

were now permanently staying within it.

The four Martial Masters brought by Su Yan had all fallen in battle.

Her own body was riddled with over a dozen bloody holes from the Six Meridians Divine Swords.

Duan Yuan's condition wasn't much better.

Now he only had his left arm remaining.

And on that left hand, only the little finger could unleash the Lesser Ze Sword of the Six Meridians Divine Swords.

The other five swords were all on the right hand.

Unfortunately, that right hand was now gone.

"Truly worthy of the leader of the Devouring Heaven Club, so ruthless even to your own subordinates!"

Su Yan smiled faintly.

"You wouldn't understand."

"They lived for revenge!"

"I helped them achieve their revenge, and now it's their turn to help me with mine."

As she spoke, she released the subordinate beside her.

That subordinate's life energy had already been mostly drained by the North Dipper Divine Art.

The subordinate immediately retreated to the side.

Then another Grandmaster stepped forward, kneeling on one knee before Su Yan.

"This subordinate's wife and child's great vengeance has been avenged. I wish to assist the leader in achieving your revenge soon!"

Su Yan showed no courtesy, placing her palm directly on the man's shoulder and using the North Dipper Divine Art to rapidly replenish her life energy.

Duan Yuan watched, terrified.

He, a dignified Martial Saint, had been forced into this situation by a Half-Step Martial Saint and a bunch of small fry

precisely because these people acted like madmen, willingly throwing their lives away.

Even the four Martial Masters were the same.

Completely disregarding their own lives, they used their bodies to delay him.

This allowed Su Yan to seize his right arm.

That powerful devouring ability exceeded his understanding of the Star Absorption Technique.

He even briefly thought Su Yan had cultivated the Star Absorption Technique to the realm of Harmony Between Heaven and Man.

If he hadn't severed his right arm in time, he would likely have been drained dry.

Now, watching these people willingly offer their life energy to Su Yan, he felt only his scalp tingling with fear.

Duan Yuan couldn't help but shout loudly:

"Are you all insane!"

"She helped you get revenge just to use you and make you die for her!"

A Grandmaster said coldly:

"But for generations, we have been dying for Great Xia, and Great Xia never avenged us."

"The powerful aristocratic families sit high above, even justice has become your lapdog."

"We, the incapable, joined the Devouring Heaven Club precisely to join forces and stake our lives for revenge!"

Su Yan's life energy was fully restored.

She looked at Duan Yuan and said coldly:

"Get ready to go down and accompany my father!"

Duan Yuan could only rage impotently now.

He could sense that the invading Martial Saints were all dead.

Dugu Sword Demon had gone west.

Wei Qianqiu hadn't made a move for so long, clearly having no intention of helping him.

At this moment, he knew he was finished.

The effects of the Vermilion Fruit he had consumed hadn't had time to manifest, and he was about to be exhausted to death here.

With his death, the entire Duan Family would be finished.

Duan Yuan raged helplessly, with no recourse.

He raised his only remaining left hand, pointed a Lesser Ze Sword at Su Yan, then immediately followed with a Solar Finger strike.

Yet the result was the same as before.

Su Yan was almost completely unaffected.

Two Grandmasters, using all their strength, blocked in front of Su Yan.

Facing a Martial Saint's strike, the two died instantly.

Su Yan also arrived before Duan Yuan.

Channeling the Frost God's Palm with full force, she struck at Duan Yuan.

Duan Yuan directly exchanged several palm strikes with her.

The two separated again.

Both spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Duan Yuan felt that he hadn't just taken several palm strikes.

Su Yan had also seized the chance to devour a portion of his life energy.

Despite having the Nine Yang Divine Art, he was struggling to hold on at this moment.

He was on the verge of having his cultivation level drop.

Looking at the densely packed members of the Devouring Heaven Club around him, he couldn't help but roar:

"Mad! You're all mad!"

"You didn't need to pay such a high price, to be in such a hurry for revenge!"

"You clearly could have waited until you became a Martial Saint before coming!"

After saying this, Duan Yuan turned and tried to break through in one direction.

Unfortunately, the members of the Devouring Heaven Club blocked his escape as if their lives meant nothing.

Su Yan mocked:

"Letting an enemy live one second longer is a tremendous loss!"

"Today, you are the sacrifice for my ascension to Martial Saint."

At this moment, Duan Yuan only regretted not leaving immediately at the first opportunity.

At his peak, leaving this place would have been quite simple.

Although his departure would have meant the death of all the remaining family members in the corporation at the time,

it would still have been better than now.

Not only were the remaining people in the corporation all dead, but now he was about to die too.

And to die in such a humiliating way.

Su Yan closed in on him again.

The Frost God's Palm struck down fiercely, completely disregarding whether her subordinates would be caught in the blast.

Duan Yuan could only turn to defend, wanting to use his martial arts phantom to oppose Su Yan.

Unfortunately, Su Yan's fighting style was entirely about trading injury for injury, desperately trying to make contact with him.

The two exchanged several more palm strikes.

At the moment of contact during one strike,

Su Yan once again channeled the North Dipper Divine Art with full force, devouring another portion of Duan Yuan's life energy.

Once more, the two men violently coughed up a great mouthful of blood.

Only, Duan Yuan's face had lost all trace of color.

His martial arts cultivation, after prolonged consumption by severe injuries and the devouring effect of the North Sea Divine Art, had already fallen to the Martial Master realm.