Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Sacrifice

    As he saw Ji Zong turning away to leave, Gu Qingfeng made no movements, but the Evil Slayer Blade he carried on his back suddenly trembled and unsheathed itself.

    The next moment.

    A bloody blade light cleaved through the air.

    Amidst the shocked and horrified stares of the onlookers, Ji Zong, known as Divine Fist Vajra, was split in half mid-air; the long sword was sheathed once again, and the bloody blade light also dissipated.

    Silence!

    A deathly stillness!

    Whether it was from the side of the rebel army or the Gu Family Manor, everyone''s gaze turned to Gu Qingfeng, disbelief etched upon every face.

    With Gu Qingfeng''s near-Master level strength, slaying a Martial Artist at Bone Refining Perfection was naturally not something to be astonished about.

    But the problem was.

    Gu Qingfeng had never actually made a move; it was the autonomous action of the long sword on his back that had slain someone at Bone Refining Perfection, which was an entirely different concept!

    Immortal?

    Slaying an enemy from a thousand miles away with a controlled sword?

    No.

    It should be said to be slaying an enemy with a controlled blade.

    Although it wasn''t as exaggerated as a thousand miles, being able to kill a Martial Artist at Bone Refining Perfection from a distance of ten paces still sent chills down one''s spine.

    Even Gu Yang himself was shocked, not expecting his own father to possess such terrifying strength.

    At this moment.

    Gu Qingfeng slowly walked up to the middle-aged military commander.

    "Why have you, soldiers under Pei Jing''s command, come here to slaughter indiscriminately?"

    He asked.

    This question struck the middle-aged commander, who trembled and forced a grim smile.

    "If I reveal the reason, might Manor Master Gu spare my life?"

    "You don''t have the right to negotiate terms. Speaking out is the best course of action for you; should I be forced to act, perhaps even death would be a luxury."

    Gu Qingfeng spoke indifferently, his words sending a shiver down the middle-aged commander''s spine.

    He understood.

    Gu Qingfeng was not merely trying to scare him.

    The methods at the disposal of such powerful beings were certainly not so simple.

    Even more so.

    The commander did not even harbor the thought of fleeing.

    Or perhaps.

    Gu Qingfeng''s blade, which had not only slain Ji Zong but also cut off his desire to flee, was to blame.

    "Manor Master Gu, please ask whatever you wish; I will answer all that I know, only hoping that you would grant me a swift end when the time comes."

    "Kill!"

    Gu Yang, seeing this, instantly shouted in anger.

    The other surviving disciples of the Gu Family Manor all rose to the occasion, launching themselves at the remaining rebels.

    As Ji Zong and the middle-aged warrior died, the rebels, whose spirits had been suppressed and who dared not move before, now erupted with a strong will to survive and scattered like birds and beasts in the blink of an eye.

    But unfortunately,

    although there were many rebels, they meant nothing in front of Gu Qingfeng.

    His Blade Qi was forbidding,

    his Palm Strength astonishing.

    With each palm and slash, Gu Qingfeng slaughtered most of the rebels in a flash, not even allowing them to get out of the bounds of Red Rock Village.

    The few remaining rebels were dealt with entirely by Gu Yang and his followers.

    "Father!"

    Covered in blood, Gu Yang came up to Gu Qingfeng and bowed his head in respect.

    Gu Qingfeng, seeing his bedraggled state, frowned deeply and immediately tossed a bottle of golden sore medicine to him.

    "Tend to your wounds, and then burn all these corpses completely. We will discuss the rest when we return."

    "Yes!"

    Gu Yang dared not say more, merely applying the golden sore medicine to his wounds. As the powder touched his wounds, a sharp pain instantly struck, causing his brows to furrow slightly, but that was all.

    Before long,

    Red Rock Village was ablaze.

    All the corpses of the rebels and villagers were incinerated in the great fire.

    However,

    Gu Qingfeng, watching the roaring flames, seemed to sense an enduring cold presence that refused to dissipate.

    "Great chaos under heaven!"

    "The people have no peace!"

    "I fear Red Rock Village may soon see the emergence of something strange—"

    Although Gu Qingfeng had not witnessed the birth of such strange phenomena, he had a premonition. With so many people dead in Red Rock Village, and their deaths so brutal,

    the grudges of these people might take on a malevolent form.

    That being said,

    Gu Qingfeng did not know when such strangeness would actually emerge.

    "Go back and inform the others that strange events are likely to occur in Red Rock Village soon. If not necessary, do not come to this place!"

    This last statement

    was what Gu Qingfeng said to Gu Yang.

    The latter, hearing this, naturally nodded in agreement.