From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 130 Slaying the Emperor with a Sword
Chang Le Street stretches for several miles, at the end of which stands an inner city wall five zhang high. Xuan Gong stands on the city wall, gazing at Li Qingqiu's figure from afar, his eyes behind the mask filled with complex emotions.

"Li Qingqiu, who exactly are you? Is your martial arts just martial arts...?"

Xuan Gong felt a strong sense of defeat when he thought about the methods that Master Jiang had displayed yesterday.

Nearly two hundred years of accumulation cannot compete with the fortune of others in a few decades. Although this is not the first time, he is always very discouraged.

He knew he couldn't stop Li Qingqiu, and he wouldn't fight to the death for Zhao Zhi; in fact, he wished Zhao Zhi were dead.

He was dissatisfied with the current trend of events, all because Zhao Zhi was too foolish and lost his reason in pursuit of the elixir of immortality.

Xuan Gong gave Li Qingqiu a deep look, then turned and jumped off the city wall.

Li Qingqiu looked up into the distance, glanced at it only once, and then continued to charge forward, his pace quickening and his sword moving faster and faster.

Sword light flashed continuously on Chang Le Street, and more and more Divine Warriors fell. The Imperial Guards followed Li Qingqiu's movements on the eaves of the houses on both sides of the street, and dared not go down for a long time.

The Divine Warriors are monsters who only know how to fight; they feel no pain. But the Forbidden Warriors are different; even if they consume Martial God Pills or Yin Ghost Pills, they retain the will of a human.

As human beings, we inevitably feel fear when faced with something we cannot fight.

……

Outside the South Gate.

Seeing that the soldiers on the city wall had their backs to them, the group of warriors decided to sneak up quietly. They quickly arrived at the city gate, looked up and peered inside, and then they all froze.

The city gate faced Chang Le Street, and the densely packed corpses on the street made their scalps tingle. They couldn't help but think of Li Qingqiu's face.

Li Qingqiu looks like a scholar, yet he is so terrifying?
They had only been inside for a short time, yet they had killed so many people. Even though those killed were people they hated, they still instinctively felt fear.

"Wait a little longer. Perhaps the emperor will soon summon all the soldiers in the city. That will be our chance."

An elderly warrior whispered, and with the others' agreement, he realized that although there were many corpses inside, there were also a considerable number of imperial guards near the city gate. If they tried to force their way in, they would likely be hacked to pieces.

A warrior carrying a sword sighed, "Perhaps, after today, the fate of the Great Li will change."

The others were all encouraged after hearing this.

No matter what the world will become in the future, they all hope that Emperor Zhao Zhi will die soon.

……

In the central square of the imperial city, the once noisy prisoners all stared in fear at the high platform, completely silent.

To be precise, their eyes were drawn to the same person.

It was Emperor Zhao Zhi.

At this moment, Zhao Zhilong's robe billowed violently, his body was shrouded in eerie black energy, and above his head floated a ghostly figure, nearly three zhang tall. This ghostly figure was humanoid, pitch black, with arms like knives and horns on its head.

People generally believe in ghosts and gods, but very few people have actually seen one. Even seeing a ghost in broad daylight would frighten people, let alone the enormous ghost above Zhao Zhi's head, which was awe-inspiring.

The prisoners, including Master Qingxiao, on the platform were also terrified by the giant ghost above Zhao Zhi's head, and their expressions were blank.

Zhao Zhi opened his arms wide, his face filled with adoration. He took a deep breath and said, "This is the feeling, the feeling of being omnipotent."

The ministers dared not approach, and even forgot to flatter them.

boom--

A deafening roar came from the south, startling everyone who turned to look. They then saw buildings in the southern district being blasted apart, dust billowing everywhere, and dozens of Divine Warriors and Imperial Guards soaring into the air, as if some enormous creature was attacking. The scene was extremely impactful, making everyone's heart tremble.

Master Qingxiao tilted his head, equally shocked by the scene.

"Roar--"

A loud tiger roar echoed from the billowing dust. Before the roar had completely dissipated, a giant silver tiger burst out of the dust. It was three zhang tall at the shoulders, with a majestic figure and a faint silver light. Its appearance startled everyone.

Behind the silver tiger, a figure stepped across the ruins; it was Li Qingqiu.

Mountain King's Divine Incantation!

Li Qingqiu's mastery of the Mountain Lord's Incantation wasn't particularly high, but his boundless energy was undeniable.

"Zhao Zhi, your death is near."

Li Qingqiu's voice came through, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

The prisoners were immediately excited. The mountain lord that Li Qingqiu conjured looked just like a divine beast, and its aura was no less than that of the fierce ghost above Zhao Zhi's head. It gave them confidence and made them excited.

"Is this a real tiger?"

"No, it's fake; it doesn't have a physical form."

"Hiss—is this martial arts, or a celestial technique?"

"How could this be martial arts! Even ghosts have appeared!"

"Is he Li Qingqiu, the sect leader of Qingxiao Sect?"

As the prisoners excitedly discussed the matter, Master Qingxiao also looked at Li Qingqiu. He did not recognize Li Qingqiu, and his eyes dimmed.

Standing on the high platform, Zhao Zhi also looked at Li Qingqiu. This was the first time he had seen Li Qingqiu, and she was even younger than he had expected.

Although he was surprised by the Mountain Lord's Divine Curse, he was now more excited. The stronger Li Qingqiu was, the more he could demonstrate his own strength.

"Li Qingqiu, why are you so determined to rebel against me?" Zhao Zhi stepped forward and asked loudly. The ghostly aura around him began to spread, and a murderous aura surged between his brows.

“You have harmed the people and treated human life like dirt. Do you still want to ask questions? Zhao Zhi, straighten your neck. My Tianhong Sword is about to cut off your dog’s head.”

Li Qingqiu's voice followed, his tone icy, and his attitude invigorated the prisoners.

"The Rainbow Sword..."

Master Qingxiao suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on Li Qingqiu, his eyes gradually reddening, even glistening with tears.

Upon hearing Li Qingqiu's provocative words, Zhao Zhi was enraged. His face contorted into a ferocious expression, and he immediately waved his sleeve at Li Qingqiu. The enormous ghostly figure roared and pounced on Li Qingqiu.

Upon seeing the enormous ghostly figure charging towards him, the mountain lord roared and then leaped into the air, preparing to clash head-on with the giant ghostly figure.

Everyone fell silent, waiting anxiously.

The giant ghostly figure swung its claws in the air, while the mountain lord raised its tiger claws. When the two collided, the giant ghostly figure was directly smashed apart by the mountain lord.

The mountain lord landed, kicking up clouds of dust. It shook its head and then charged toward the high platform.

Zhao Zhi's expression changed drastically. Instead of retreating, he strode forward to the edge of the platform, struck out with both palms, and a vast ghostly aura surged from his palms, stirring up a terrifying strong wind that tore the Mountain Lord to shreds, turning it into white mist that dissipated.

Zhao Zhi withdrew his palm and sneered, "Li Qingqiu, my skill has reached a level of a thousand years, and no one in this world can rival me. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

Li Qingqiu did not answer, but quickened his pace, becoming faster and faster.

Zhao Zhi raised his right arm, palm up, and clenched his fist. The ground in front of him suddenly cracked open, and the crack quickly extended, approaching Li Qingqiu.

Li Qingqiu rushed into the crevice, forming a visible aura in front of him, forcefully pushing forward against Zhao Zhi's power.

Zhao Zhi's eyes sharpened, he pulled back his right arm, and then pushed forward with all his might. The area in front of him shattered completely, and countless rocks rose up, crashing down on Li Qingqiu.

Everyone felt the ground tremble, and those who practiced martial arts all looked at Zhao Zhi in fear.

What terrifying skill this is!

Does he really possess a thousand years of internal energy?
Before the Imperial Guards, Divine Soldiers, and prisoners could think further, a sword light illuminated the square, and Zhao Zhi's pupils dilated involuntarily.

Under Zhao Zhi's watchful gaze, Li Qingqiu, wielding the Tianhong Sword, pierced through all the rocks along the way, tearing through the strong wind, and like a sharp arrow piercing the sky, he arrived in front of him.

Zhao Zhi was shocked and instinctively raised his palm to defend himself.

Poof——

The blade pierced his palm, blood spurting out, and the blade continued to approach his throat, pressing him backward.

No sooner said than done, in the eyes of others, just as Zhao Zhi had used his power to shake up rows of magnificent rocks, Li Qingqiu leaped forward with his sword, piercing through the rocks along the way, and arrived in front of Zhao Zhi. The whole process took less than two breaths.

too fast!
It happened so fast that others didn't have time to think.

Li Qingqiu's face was icy cold. He severed Zhao Zhi's right arm with a single sword stroke, then sheathed his sword and raised his leg.

Ignoring the pain of his severed arm, Zhao Zhi instinctively braced himself with his other hand as he was about to fall, only to have Li Qingqiu step on his chest.

boom!
The stone platform trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared on its surface, extending to the feet of every minister and prisoner. Zhao Zhi, who was trampled on the ground, opened his eyes wide and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Li Qingqiu stepped on Zhao Zhi's chest, swung his sword forward with his right hand, and pressed the tip of the sword against Zhao Zhi's throat.

The world suddenly fell silent!
Seeing this result, Master Jiang couldn't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth involuntarily.

Zhao Zhi was defeated?

When Zhao Zhi displayed his millennia-old power, everyone was shocked. They never expected that someone as powerful as him would be no match for Li Qingqiu.

Li Qingqiu slightly raised his chin, looked down at Zhao Zhi, and said, "Although your skill has been around for a thousand years, it was not something you cultivated. You can't even unleash one-tenth of its strength. You're a piece of trash."

Zhao Zhi could no longer be angry this time, because he could feel the edge of the Tianhong Sword and smell the scent of death.

He had never felt so close to death.

"you……"

Zhao Zhi opened his mouth, but when his gaze met Li Qingqiu's eyes, he was terrified.

He quickly turned his head and shouted into the distance, "Help! Come quickly to the rescue!"

The Imperial Guards snapped out of their daze and drew their swords, charging towards Li Qingqiu.

Li Qingqiu suddenly loosened his grip on the sword with his right hand, and the Tianhong Sword seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, piercing directly downwards and piercing Zhao Zhi's throat, rendering him unable to speak.

"Ugh..."

Zhao Zhi gripped the blade of the Rainbow Sword with his left hand, trying to pull it out, but he couldn't budge the blade at all. Blood gushed out wildly, quickly staining his vision red.

Ignoring the Imperial Guards attacking from all directions, Li Qingqiu leaned forward slightly, gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a flick of his wrist, severed Zhao Zhi's head.

The head rolled down the platform with a series of dull thuds, startling the Imperial Guards who all stopped and stared at it in disbelief.

Li Qingqiu drew his sword, glanced sideways at Master Jiang, and asked, "You call yourself a Celestial Master and know the secrets of immortality. I'm curious, if I were to cut off your head, would you still be able to live forever?"

Master Jiang instinctively stepped back, his face filled with shock and anger. He looked at Li Qingqiu and asked in a trembling voice, "You...you are a cultivator?"

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