Worldwide Simulation Era

Eunuch Cao nodded.

"Your Highness, cultivators have always been high and mighty. This has always been the norm.

"The common folk of these villages did not pay tribute or taxes regularly. They are equivalent to savages, so they will naturally be plundered.

"Your Highness, you'll get used to it. Even His Majesty would not offend the six great sects for this."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye's eyes were cold to the freezing point.

"It's fine when I get used to it? Sorry. That won't do!"

As he spoke, his Extreme Flame Ring Saber, emitting a cold killing intent, suddenly swung down from the sky.

Lin Qiye raised his arm and accurately caught it.

Then, he twirled the hilt of the saber lightly, and the blade rotated in front of his eyes.

A cold glint flashed through Lin Qiye's eyes.

At this moment, Lin Qiye's killing intent soared.

"Just because it's the norm doesn't mean it's right!

"If no one seeks justice for the common folk, I'll seek justice for them!

"If the common folk does not have a God to pray to, I'll become their God!

"I will spill blood to save these people!

"Today, the Qing Xuan Sect will be reduced to ashes!"

As soon as he finished his sentence, a loud crash sounded.

Lin Qiye turned into rolling thunder and lightning and rushed toward the Qing Xuan Sect.

Behind him, Eunuch Cao's eyes were blank.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the time either.

He could only follow Lin Qiye immediately.

Not long after, he saw Lin Qiye land in front of a village.

Under Lin Qiye's feet, a cultivator in the Qing Xuan Sect uniform had his limbs cut off and writhed on the ground in pain.

The villagers turned pale with fright.

"Child, run away quickly and escape Qing Xuan Sect's area of power!"

"Otherwise, the Qing Xuan Sect's cultivators will execute you piece by piece!"

"Our lives are as lowly as grass. You are different, handsome and kind-hearted. Don't die at such a young age."

A few old women hurriedly pushed Lin Qiye and told him to run.

Lin Qiye shook his head.

"I don't need to. I'm wiping out the Qing Xuan Sect from the world forever."

Hearing this, the old woman's misty eyes widened. "B*llshit!"

"Run! How can you fight alone against a huge beast like the Qing Xuan Sect?"

"Run! Run as far as you can. Do not let them catch you!"

Lin Qiye, who was looked down by the old woman, was not angry at all. He only smiled lightly.

Then, his figure flashed and rushed towards the Qing Xuan Sect.

Along the way, Lin Qiye killed dozens of small pawns who disturbed and robbed the people.

His anger grew stronger and stronger, reaching the limit.

The anger that he had nowhere to vent made Lin Qiye breathe a lot longer.

However, it was a good thing.

Half a day later, he had finally arrived at the Qing Xuan Sect!

The Qing Xuan Sect was the number one sect on the western border of the Qin Dynasty.

The sect was built on a massive mountain range 1,000 meters above sea level.

The mountain range looked like a crouching giant dragon. The back of the dragon was tall, and it meandered for hundreds of kilometers.

Divine gate buildings lined up one after another, shining with resplendent light. It was as if the dragon's back was covered in a layer of armor.

And at the dragon's head, a towering mountain gate a thousand meters tall pierced into the clouds. It was made from hundreds of tons of jade.

On the lintel of the stone gate were carvings of divine beasts, auspicious clouds, flames, lightning, and Gods, just like the legendary South Heaven Gate.

Above the stone gate, there were an ancient bronze bell twenty meters in diameter.

The ancient bell was immovable and spotless. It was bright and clean, with traces of an ancient aura seeping out from the surface.

The bronze bell had existed for 7,000 years.

According to the records of the Qing Xuan Sect's ancient books, the bronze bell had never been rung.

However, the moment when Lin Qiye arrived, the ancient bell hummed.

The melodious bell chimes formed circles of ripples spreading to the entire sect.

One chime.

Two chimes.

Three chimes.

...

Nine chimes.

At this moment, the expression of the Qing Xuan Sect disciples who were standing guard suddenly changed, and their faces filled with terror.

"How is this possible? The ancient bell rang? And it's nine chimes?"

At the same time, in the depths of the Qing Xuan Sect, cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core Realm who heard the bell chimes were shocked. They hurriedly rushed toward the stone gate with thick fear.

Even in the deep abyss of the mountain behind the sect, a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in seclusion suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils trembled.

"The ancient bell rang nine times. Qing Xuan Sect will be destroyed! For thousands of years, no genius or powerhouse could shake the ancient bell. Why did it ring now?

"Is the predicted destruction about to happen? Or had the Wolf Tribe broken through our front lines and has come to kill us?"

Chen Yiyong's heart trembled violently.

His instincts told him that an earth-shattering change was happening in the Qing Xuan Sect.

"Can I handle this change? Why do I feel like I'm going to die?"

Chen Yiyong hesitated for a moment.

"How can I die? The old emperor can't kill me, neither can the old Wolf Lord. As long as I flee, no one can kill me."

With that thought in mind, Chen Yiyong gritted his teeth.

He circulated all of his cultivation and rushed out of the mountain behind the sect, speeding toward the stone gate.

At the gate, Lin Qiye floated in the air.

Thousands of lightning dragons danced behind him.

He didn't say any nonsense.

The lightning dragons shot toward the Qing Xuan Sect's stone gate like laser cannons, causing endless sounds of explosions.

It was as if hundreds of bombs had been detonated simultaneously!

Amidst the earth-shaking thunder and explosions, Qing Xuan Sect's gate, which had been standing for a thousand years, collapsed with a loud bang, stirring up dust hundreds of meters high.