Chu Qing had a clear understanding of his role. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, he fundantally acted with the mindset of an assassin.
He could, for a re coin, directly attack Yinfeng Stronghold.
Telling everyone that he was here to kill for money.
This was because of the vast difference in strength; he had the ability to use the simplest thod to accomplish the task.
No need to take additional actions to boost his advantage.
However, the situation in Celestial Secret Valley was different.
The supposedly skilled mbers of the Celestial Evil Cult encountered earlier turned out to be unimpressive.
The pair from Luoyu Hall, one practiced the Heaven-Hating Demon Skill, while the other only learned the Blood Transformation Divine Palm.
But looking at Celestial Secret Valley, any disciple of the Celestial Evil Cult could use the Blood Transformation Divine Palm...
Shi Ye, the Soul Capturing Guard’s Netherworld Rebirth Technique, was not easy to deal with.
As for the enigmatic Prince Mu, he was even more formidable.
Facing such circumstances, straightforwardly charging in shouting and killing was not bold but foolish.
Thus, after avoiding Shi Ye’s gaze, Chu Qing quietly moved around the Celestial Secret Tower’s surroundings.
Watching Shi Ye entering a hidden path, he guessed he was likely going to report the situation to Prince Mu.
Chu Qing had two choices: to follow and challenge Shi Ye and Prince Mu one-on-one.
Or to wait for the right mont to execute a grand assassination when they erged.
As an assassin, naturally he chose the latter.
In any situation, an assassin should not place themselves in unfamiliar environnts to deal with unknown targets.
To increase the success rate of the assassination, Chu Qing even used the Yellow Springs Powder he had earlier seized from a small town.
Utilizing resources to enhance his own advantage was only logical.
The only uncertainty for Chu Qing was whether there was a second exit in this place.
He guessed there likely wasn’t.
Shi Ye, in order to enter the secret passage, used extre asures of blood and lives; if there were other thods, he wouldn’t resort to such extremities.
Sure enough... he waited!
First spreading so Yellow Springs Powder, then executing the Sixteen Paths of Shocking Evil Saber!
In that evening’s battle with Ling Beichen, Chu Qing received the sword intent of the Seven Extres Seven Transitions Seven Injuries Sword, incorporating it into his saber technique.
Moreover, Chu Qing’s learning was extrely diverse.
The "Seven Injuries" in the Seven Extres Seven Transitions Seven Injuries Sword referred to seven different thods of exerting force.
When Chu Qing used them, he naturally altered these seven thods.
With the speed of the Fast Sword, the cunning of the Blood Saber, and the wonders of the Golden Crow.
These three combined into Seven Injuries, which are scattered among Seven Transitions within Seven Extres.
This saber once unsheathed, moved through the void, changing dramatically, dragging saber light into a series of residual shadows.
Its speed, its cunning, its intricate transformations are all far beyond ordinary reach!
Those who could match this move’s speed found it difficult to resist the saber montum’s deceit.
Those who could counter this move’s cunning found it hard to intercept the saber montum’s intricacy.
Yellow Springs Powder spread, this saber unsheathed, the masked gray-robed man imdiately turned his head, but before he could react, there was a sound.
A human head rolled to the ground imdiately.
Dead!?
So simple?
Chu Qing saw the "Mu" character on the mask at a glance and was sowhat stunned in his heart.
Was he really Prince Mu?
These thoughts flashed through his mind as Chu Qing had already picked up the head with his hand, his feet rising like green smoke, and he swiftly reached outside the Celestial Secret Tower.
The speed of his actions was such that Shi Ye hadn’t even had ti to look up at him.
"Prince Mu is dead, aren’t you surrendering yet!?"
Chu Qing raised the head high, shouted loudly, his voice echoing in all directions.
Despite feeling that Prince Mu died too easily, suspecting a trap... however, whether or not there’s a trap would be discussed later, first announcing the matter to make the Celestial Evil Cult panic was beneficial.
In battles between two sides, if the leader dies, it would inevitably cause their morale to plumt.
Wen Fusheng watched this scene unfold, his spirits were also lifted:
"Good lad, you’ve got your way!!"
However, the martial world experts who ca with Wen Fusheng were sowhat confused:
"Who is Prince Mu?"
Zhuo Ku and Shao Ziheng’s expressions changed subtly, though it was fleeting.
Not a Monk’s face changed, muttering softly:
"Did he really kill Prince Mu?"
His statent was strange, but no one heard it.
"Bold!!!"
Shi Ye flew out to pursue, tearing down the cloth from his eyes, casting his gaze upon Chu Qing.
Chu Qing was prepared long ago, tossing the head towards Shi Ye.
There was a bang.
When the head touched Shi Ye’s gaze, it exploded!
Sparks of blood rolled in Shi Ye’s eyes, but searching for Chu Qing’s trace was already futile.
He quickly surveyed around, unexpectedly encountering a finger descending like a fallen star, enveloped in endless sharpness thunderously smashing down.
Shi Ye didn’t need to look; he knew the attacker was undoubtedly Wen Fusheng.
The Nine Heavens Star Finger, trained to this realm, was unique to Wen Fusheng in Luochun Manor.
This move couldn’t be countered head-on; he twisted his form intending to escape the finger’s wind.
Yet unexpectedly, his form seed to be trapped in a quagmire with resistance all around.
Thunderous sounds of rumbling rolled around Shi Ye’s body, lightening the resistance slightly. Though not enough to completely dissolve it, it ultimately allowed him to avoid critical harm.
The finger force brushed past his shoulder, leaving a significant finger mark.
The remaining force did not cease, with an unstoppable montum it thunderously departed.
With a muffled boom, this finger pierced through the Celestial Secret Tower, not to ntion, the force penetrated through enormous stone walls, forcing its way into the mountain rock for nearly a yard before dissipating into nothing.
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