Worldwide Simulation Era

Wealth tempts people.

Facing the 50 million movement points within his reach, Lin Qiye's heart naturally wavered.

As such, he decisively started the Deduction of Genesis.

[This deduction requires 10,000 movement points, leaving 730,000 movement points remaining.]

[Deduction successful: The Gold Practitioner, Li Sanming of the Academic faction, is the genius son of the Qin Dynasty's Heaven Zen Sect Master.]

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[This deduction requires 10,000 movement points, leaving 720,000 movement points remaining.]

[Deduction successful: The Gold Practitioner, Zhao Yuanfang of the Academic faction, is the personal disciple of the Qin Dynasty's Divine Monument Sect's third elder.]

...

[This deduction requires 10,000 movement points, leaving 710,000 movement points remaining.]

[Deduction successful: The Gold Practitioner, Bai Shan of the Academic faction, is the personal disciple of the Qin Dynasty's Sword Alliance Chief.]

...

[This deduction requires 10,000 movement points, leaving 700,000 movement points remaining.]

[Deduction successful: The Gold Practitioner, Zhou Qingqiu of the Academic faction, is the Third Heavenly Lord of the Wolf Tribe's son.]

...

[This deduction requires 10,000 movement points, leaving 690,000 movement points remaining.]

[Deduction successful: The Gold Practitioner, Wu Mo of the Academic faction, is struggling to survive on the island.]

...

After reading the deduction content, Lin Qiye's eyes lit up.

"Each of the six great sects has a Gold Practitioner?

"It's on the way. I can pull out the six tumors at the same time. If they're not good people, I'll kill them."

Lin Qiye smiled faintly.

"However, I'll kill all the remaining cultivators of the Qing Xuan Sect for now. Then, I'll go to the nearest Dragon Snake Sect and kill them as fast as possible!"

For the gold mines and more spoils of war, Lin Qiye was not willing to waste any more time!

He twirled the hilt of his saber and gripped the Extreme Flame Ring Saber more ferociously.

The next moment was the time to kill.

And so, almost in an instant, Lin Qiye turned into a merciless reaper and rampaged around the Qing Xuan Sect.

As a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who had lit up Four Gates of Heaven and a monster who could kill even the Qing Xuan Sect's Supreme Elder instantly, it was a piece of cake for Lin Qiye to slaughter the Golden Core cultivators.

There was only a flash of afterimages as screams rose and fell.

Pieces of corpses and broken limbs flew everywhere.

Boiling hot blood flowed and gathered into a stream.

The hot Blood Qi floated up and condensed into a bloody cloud that covered the Qing Xuan Sect.

The blood cloud pressed down on the city, and the sun hid in the sky, not daring to shine.

The ghost wind whimpered, and the grim reapers hid at the side and wailed, ready to come over and reap the souls.

This was Hell!

The scroll of Hell slowly spread out and eventually enveloped the Qing Xuan Sect.

There were 160,000 Golden Core cultivators in the Qing Xuan Sect, as well as 200,000 core disciples, personal disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples... Which totals up to 400,000 people.

All of them were chopped up!

One by one, cracked corpses and terrified dead faces floated in the blood river.

Of course, it was not easy to kill 400,000 cultivators.

Even though Lin Qiye could kill more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators with a single swing of his saber and a dozen cultivators below the Golden Core Realm with his thunder dragons, it still took two hours before he could destroy the Qing Xuan Sect.

Two hours later, the massacre had finally ended.

Lin Qiye had used up 30% of his spiritual power!

At this moment, he stood in the air and spread his wings elegantly.

Strands of milky white lightning flowed within his wings.

There were even lifelike white jade lightning dragons within his wings, and pairs of dragon eyes looked down at the world, giving off a supreme aura.

The long saber in his hand was dripping with warm blood.

"Dong!"

The blood dripped into the pool of blood below, causing ripples.

Lin Qiye was expressionless.

He took out a pure white silk handkerchief and gently wiped off the dark red liquid on his blade.

After he finished wiping, the handkerchief was dyed red.

Lin Qiye threw it aside. The red handkerchief flew and landed on the blood pool, on the face of a horrifying corpse.

He moved elegantly but also cold-blooded.

It made Lin Qiye look like a demon from the abyss, a bloodthirsty tyrant, and a bloody-handed butcher.

Looking at Lin Qiye, the surviving cultivators shuddered. They felt a chill seeping out from the depths of their souls.

They would never have thought that the Qing Xuan Sect, a behemoth that had existed for tens of thousands of years and unshaken, would be crushed into ashes in two hours.

And the Supreme Elder was killed in one shot!

400,000 cultivators were cut off like grass!

It was too terrifying!

The survivors broke out in a cold sweat and felt their scalps turn numb. Beads of sweat rolled down from their foreheads.

Their adam's apple seemed to be stuck. It kept rolling and swallowing saliva.

Their hearts beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of their throats!

Facing Lin Qiye, the butcher, their minds went blank.

As for revenge, it was impossible!

They didn't even dare to look into Lin Qiye's eyes!

How could they talk about revenge?

What kind of joke was this?

The butcher in the sky was an existence that could torture and kill the Supreme Elder!

Lin Qiye only stood indifferently in the void, but he already had the aura of looking down on the world and being invincible.

He was destined to be the supreme tyrant who suppressed everything!

At this moment, the surviving cultivators trembled, lowering their eyes and keeping quiet in fear.