196: Seven sects destroyed, the supreme master of martial arts!

His wrist vibrated violently, and Sword Qi erupted!

"Pfft—!"

Mr. Tang Er's body twitched violently, all the light in his eyes instantly dimmed, and with endless shock, anger, and unwillingness, his body softly fell forward.

This top expert of the Tang Sect, who had lived his life with poison and struck fear into people's hearts, was unexpectedly ambushed and tragically killed by one of his own!

This sudden turn of events happened so quickly that no one could react!

"Mr. Er!"

"Wu Buming! What are you doing?!"

On and off the stage, countless roars and screams of shock and anger erupted instantly!

Those who were attacking Lu Jiuyuan with all their might were severely shaken, and their attacks involuntarily showed a hint of disarray and hesitation.

They never would have imagined that Wu Buming, the highly respected Elder of the Mount Hua Sect, would suddenly strike such a deadly blow at an ally at this moment!

Wu Buming, having succeeded with one strike, did not stop. As his figure retreated rapidly, he let out a long shout:

"Wu Buming of the Mount Hua Sect, by the order of the Sect Head, I execute the traitor Tang Er! World Society is mighty, the Sect Head's Divine Might is unparalleled!"

This long shout was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely shattering the already precarious psychological defenses of the remaining experts on the stage.

An internal traitor! Another internal traitor! And he was an Elder of the Mount Hua Sect!

Out of the eleven allied forces, two were Lu Jiuyuan's people!

How could they possibly fight now?

"Wu Buming! You beast, worse than a pig or dog!" Elder Xie of the Diancang Sect's eyes were bloodshot, and he trembled with rage, barely able to hold his sword.

Qingming Zi of the Kunlun Sect's face was ashen, his eyes filled with despair: "It's over... it's all over... we... we were in his calculations from beginning to end..."

Their offensive instantly crumbled.

Fear, like a cold tide, engulfed everyone.

They looked at the Sect Head of the World Society, who still stood silently in place, completely unharmed.

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness and terror seized their hearts.

This was not a battle; it was a massacre! The outcome was already decided!

"It took a very long time for you all to unite and come here.

After clearing away the last stumbling blocks, this Jianghu might just operate according to my will."

He did not give anyone another chance to beg for mercy.

In the instant before the final syllable of "liao" dissipated, Lu Jiuyuan had already moved.

His azure figure seemed to transform into distorted phantoms, crashing directly into the center of the storm-like offensive with a speed beyond the limits of visual capture!

"Boom—!!!"

A deafening explosion suddenly boomed!

The shockwave generated by the collision of Internal Energy spread wildly in all directions like a tangible force, shattering the stone slabs on the high platform inch by inch, and several people who were slightly closer were directly sent flying!

Lu Jiuyuan's figure flickered in and out of the dazzling and deadly True Qi light.

With a casual swing of the Guhong Sword in his right hand, a majestic Sword Qi, a blend of ice blue, crimson, and mystic yellow, swept out like an evil Dragon emerging from the sea!

The Diancang Sect Elder's exquisite Flowing Cloud Sword Style, along with the longsword in his hand, was instantly shredded into countless iron filings, and the man himself was cut in half at the waist, blood and internal organs splattering everywhere!

His left hand formed a claw, grasping at the Void Realm!

The fierce palm wind unleashed by Qingming Zi of the Kunlun Sect was actually shattered by him, and then he bent his five fingers, exerting force from a distance!

Qingming Zi let out a tragic cry, five finger-shaped indentations appeared on his chest out of nowhere, his eyeballs bulged, and he collapsed dead on the spot with immense horror.

A poisoned bone-piercing nail silently shot towards the back of his head.

Lu Jiuyuan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; without turning, he flicked a finger in reverse.

"Ding!"

That highly poisonous bone-piercing nail shot back several times faster than it came, precisely embedding itself in the brow of the Tang Sect expert who had fired it!

Slaughter!

Efficient, precise, and utterly ruthless slaughter!

He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; wherever he passed, there was no opponent who could withstand even a single exchange!

Those Sect Heads and Elders who had long been famous in the Jianghu, considered regional magnates, their ultimate secret techniques, their decades of hard-cultivated Internal Energy,

Under their combined efforts, in front of Lu Jiuyuan, they appeared so ridiculous, so vulnerable!

It was as if they were not powerful Grandmasters of a School, but toddlers taking their first steps, waving straw at a fully armed giant.

Despair!

Utter and complete despair replaced the previous fear, engulfing every remaining person.

The will to resist was crushed into dust by absolute power.

"Devil Head... he is a true Devil Head... an unprecedentedly great Devil Head! This is simply not the same level!"

Someone mumbled distractedly, his sword clanging to the ground.

Run away? The thought had just arisen when a finger-wind pierced his throat.

Beg for mercy? His mouth had just opened when the cold sword edge swept across his neck.

Lu Jiuyuan's figure weaved through the crowd; each flash inevitably brought a spray of blood and claimed a life.

He showed no expression, spoke no words.

In the blink of an eye, only Lu Jiuyuan remained standing on the high platform.

And a ground full of severed limbs and gradually chilling corpses.

Thick blood gathered into streams, gurgling down the steps.

The entire World Society headquarters fell into a deathly silence.

The sporadic fighting below the stage had also long since stopped. All invading enemies were either killed or, with ashen faces, subdued by the World Society members, kneeling on the ground, awaiting an unknown fate.

A Fei and You Longsheng sheathed their swords, looking at the solitary figure on the high platform, their eyes complex, filled with both awe and an indescribable sense of solemnity.

Han Zhen quickly stepped forward, bowing and saying, "Sect Head, the rebels have all been executed! Please instruct on how to deal with the remaining captives!"

Lu Jiuyuan slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the captives kneeling on the ground below the stage, and further away, the trembling Jianghu people who had come to "respond to the call" but were actually observing.

His voice clearly spread throughout the entire square, cold and Emotionless:

"After today, there will be no Kongtong, Diancang, Kunlun, Emei, Qingcheng, or Tang Sect in the Jianghu."

"All those involved in the rebellion shall be executed."

"Their School's foundations will be taken over by the World Society. Those who stubbornly resist shall be killed without mercy."

"Han Zhen."

"Your subordinate is here!"

"Draft a proclamation to the world. Clearly list the crimes of these Schools.

Effective immediately, the World Society's 'jianghu code' shall be enforced throughout the north and south; violators shall be treated like the seven Schools!"

"Yes!" Han Zhen responded loudly.

He knew that this meant a thorough cleansing, sweeping across the entire Jianghu, was about to begin.

Lu Jiuyuan's gaze finally fell on Ma Kongqun and Wu Buming, who stood respectfully at his side with their hands down.

"Ma Kongqun, Wu Buming."

"Your subordinates are here!" The two quickly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, their attitudes utterly respectful.

"For the cleanup, you two shall assist Han Zhen. Cooperate actively, and there will be rewards. If you feign compliance, death will be near..."

Lu Jiuyuan did not continue, but the icy killing intent made the two's scalps tingle.

"Your subordinates will not shrink from death!" The two responded in unison, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Lu Jiuyuan said no more and slowly walked down the high platform.

Wherever he passed, everyone bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

The sunlight shone on his azure robe, which was spotless, as if the bloody massacre just now had nothing to do with him.