Capítulo 730: Chapter 726: Suicide

While the two transmitted their voices into secrecy, Mr. Zhu and his three companions separated from the others, each infiltrating individually.

Chu Zhiyuan fiddled with the copper mirror in his hand.

This copper mirror indeed consumed True Yuan and spiritual power excessively, so it shouldn’t be used too much.

With my True Yuan, it wouldn’t last long.

If it were the Divinity Transformation Realm, it should last longer.

Unlike my Super Sense, which has become instinctual and hardly consumes divine power.

He used Super Sensing Illumination on Mr. Zhu and his three companions and the other nine people, observing them as they approached the houses silently like crocodiles swimming in water.

He didn’t think they could remain silent and invisible indefinitely.

As the mountain gate of a Sect, how could there be no secret alarms or special alert methods?

It’s impossible to rely merely on the cover of trees. No matter how powerful a Sect is, they wouldn’t do that.

“Chirp chirp chirp…” Suddenly, sharp cries emanated from the forest.

It was emitted by two strange little birds.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Sure enough.

Chu Honglin’s face changed slightly: “We’ve been discovered after all!”

“No choice,” Chu Zhiyuan said, “Ultimately, we still need to break in by force.”

This was anticipated by them, just trying to get closer and silently make a move to save more effort.

Suddenly, figures fluttered in Feiyun Sect; some ran inside, some ran outside, not appearing panicked.

Chu Zhiyuan judged that they trained regularly and had long anticipated such situations.

Nine Venerables converged together, crushing like giant stones, where they passed, figures flew out, none could resist.

Chu Zhiyuan took out a Small Jade Bottle from his chest, extracted two Green Pills and threw them into his mouth.

Then the copper mirror in his palm lit up again, in the soft light appeared the images of two Great Sky Demons.

“Don’t overuse it, take it easy.” Chu Honglin breathed a sigh of relief and said urgently, “Don’t wait until someone comes to hit you and you’re left without strength to retaliate.”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, “I have Treasure Clothes.”

The Moon Silkworm Frost Robe carries its own power reserves, and has been consuming its own power without exhausting any of his power while rushing along with him all this way.

“Don’t rely on external things,” Chu Honglin said, “Still depends on oneself, then I’m off, be careful to conceal your body, don’t get discovered.”

Chu Zhiyuan had completed his task, uncovering the presence of two Great Sky Demons and revealing the shocking secrets of the Flying Sky Sect.

The remaining combat wouldn’t require him, a Transformation Realm expert, as the twelve Venerables were enough.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, “Okay, I’ll act according to the situation.”

He saw Mr. Zhu and his three companions hiding themselves while looking for better observation points.

Thus, Chu Zhiyuan found a deadly weakness of the Drunken God Flute.

They need to see the target; without seeing the target, they can’t perform Drunken God Flute.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to use Insight.

Where the nine Great Venerables passed, there were no worthy opponents; all the surrounding attacks and blockades were futile, unable to slow their progress.

In almost no time, they arrived outside one of the grand halls.

Outside the grand hall were already twenty-four people standing in a fan shape.

These twenty-four were dressed in black robes, their expressions solemn and dignified.

Chu Honglin had already caught up with the nine Venerables, seeing such a scene, his face changed slightly.

With one glance, he saw through that these twenty-four were Death Soldiers.

“Death Soldiers?” He sneered, “Ha, excellent, Sound Attack Technique.”

He pursed his lips and let out a long whistle.

The whistle echoed like thunder, reverberating between the houses, rushing into several grand halls.

The nine behind each made a sound.

Some yelled directly, like a dam-breaking wave.

Some shouted like the explosion of Thunder Shock.

Some combined handprints to produce strange sounds.

Some posed unusually to emit sounds.

The twenty-four black-robed men had yet to operate, already being stunned unconscious.

This is the power of Venerables.

With the crushing of Realm and the execution of Miracle Technique, the twenty-four black-robed men’s Realm was inferior, defense insufficient, and unable to withstand.

Some of them still wanted to struggle, regardless of their blood boiling and their five viscera and six bowels severely injured, forcibly urging the Dismantling Technique.

“Pop pop!”

“Bang!”

…

Ultimately, four of the twenty-four black-robed men turned into a red mist.

“Enter!” Chu Honglin said in a deep voice.

Nine Venerables dodged those four clusters of red mist, watching as they poisoned the surrounding men in black robes, and rushed towards the great hall.

In the center of the hall, a dozen men surrounded two people, one in a yellow robe and one in a blue robe, both with solemn and heavy expressions.

The yellow-robed man was not tall, but he had an elegant appearance and seemed unperturbed by the arrival of Chu Honglin and the nine Venerables.

Standing in the center of the crowd, he clasped his fists and said lightly, “Who are these distinguished guests? What offense has our Sect caused you?”

Chu Honglin spoke in a deep voice, “You are the Sect Leader He Zixia of Feiyun Sect?”

“Indeed, I am Mr. He,” the yellow-robed man replied solemnly, “If there’s something, let’s talk it over properly. Everything can be discussed; why resort to this?”

“Talk it over?” Chu Honglin laughed, “If talking works, would your Feiyun Sect actually listen?”

“Who are you people after all?”

“Sect Leader He, you should know.”

“…People from the Court?” He Zixia said with a dark expression, “Why is the Court so harsh, giving us no way out?”

“Assassinating the Prince, ignoring the Court’s authority, colluding with enemies—What is your Feiyun Sect intending?”

He Zixia replied sternly, “When did we ever do such a thing? The Court wants to destroy us, so they pin such charges on us?”

“Wasn’t the Qianji Tower opened by you?” Chu Honglin sneered, “Gathering the Court’s secrets everywhere, then selling them to the Demon Clan, isn’t this what you did?”

“Qianji Tower has nothing to do with us!” He Zixia said.

“Haha…” Chu Honglin laughed heartily.

He looked at those Feiyun Sect disciples who surrounded He Zixia and the blue-robed man.

Seeing their agitated and unwilling expressions, eager to protect He Zixia even at the cost of their lives.

He felt it was more and more ridiculous.

These people probably do not know that this person is actually a Great Sky Demon.

After a Great Sky Demon seized the body, ultimately becoming the Sect Leader of Feiyun Sect—it is indeed strange.

One can only say this person’s luck is tremendous and unmatched, as is another Elder.

However, luck ultimately stands on the Court’s side, with Zhao’er, they discovered them.

With this in mind, he slowly said, “At this point, does Sect Leader He still insist on resistance?—Let them surrender, you come with us to the Court, enjoy your twilight years, I will also spare some killings.”

He Zixia sneered, “After we surrender, our lives will naturally be at your mercy, disposed of as you please.”

“Can you escape the Court’s grasp now? Ridiculous!”

“Since it’s certain death, why not fight? Bringing someone down with us would not make this life in vain!”

“With just you?” Chu Honglin scoffed, “Why does the Court want to destroy you?—They could just incorporate your Qianji Tower into the Inspection Department, why waste your skills?”

His gaze swept past these agitated Feiyun Sect disciples, “Would you rather join the Court openly or live in fear sneakily?”

“Who exactly are you?” He Zixia said coldly.

A Venerable said solemnly, “This is His Highness from the Dynasty, Prince Gan!”

The crowd looked at Chu Honglin in surprise.

Chu Honglin took a White Jade Token from his waist and raised it high in the air.

The White Jade Token emitted soft white light, extending over a foot from the token, forming a milky white light token ten times its size.

The character “Gan” clearly emerged.

The white light, a manifestation of the Infinite Brightness Scripture, indicates his direct lineage from the Imperial Family.

The inscription “Gan” in the white light indicates he is the fifteenth-ranking Prince Gan.

Chu Zhiyuan spoke in a deep voice, “I’ve already shown utmost benevolence. If you do not surrender, do not blame us for being merciless!”

He contemplated, the power of the Drunken God Flute should be enough to work its magic now.

With the power of the Drunken God Flute working its magic, they all must surrender, their lives and deaths hang on his single thought.

Whether they live or die, first it must be confirmed if they know about the assassination and if they harbor any resistance against the Court.

This needs to be verified using the Heart Mirror from the Observatory.

“Sigh…” He Zixia shook his head in resignation, glancing around at the people.

“Sect Leader!”

“Sect Leader, let’s fight!”

“Yes, fight!”

He Zixia showed a helpless expression, “Ten Venerables plus a Prince, continuing on is a dead end, there’s no need.”

He turned to look at Chu Honglin, “I shall give my life to apologize to the Court, I only ask the Prince to spare the disciples.”

Chu Honglin frowned as he looked at him.

After speaking, He Zixia took a deep look at the disciples around him, his eyes reflecting understanding.

Then he struck his own Baihui acupoint with a palm.

“Bang!”

A heavy muffled sound.

Blood flowed from all seven apertures, his eyes swiftly dimmed, he had died by his own hand.