Heaven-Collapsing Start [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 24.3

Chapter 24.3

Died from a single sword thrust through the heart.

And now, this technique had actually appeared on the body of this Demonic Sect Leader, Yin Ren! No wonder no trace of it could be found during the suppression of the Shadow Pavilion back then; it turns out it had been taken by the Sect Leader!

Identified by Gu Yun at this moment, Yin Ren didn’t care; instead, he burst into loud laughter.

“That’s right, it is indeed the Chaotic Heavens Demonic Secret Technique. It’s truly rare that Alliance Leader Gu still recognizes it.”

This was the source of Yin Ren’s confidence!

Now that he had mastered the Chaotic Heavens Demonic Secret Technique and combined it with his own martial arts, his strength had increased so greatly that no one could possibly be his opponent!

As his words fell, Yin Ren’s tone changed, and his eyes glared wide.

“Just right, this seat shall use Alliance Leader Gu to practice my moves!”

…

The sun was bright, the breeze gentle, and white clouds drifted leisurely across the sky; it was a fine, sunny day.

Ji Liang wove through the bustling crowds, appearing as if infected by the atmosphere, his entire body becoming warm.

Occasionally stopping his pace, he tilted his head to look at the sky, placing his palm against his forehead to cast a shadow over his eyes so as not to be hit directly by the piercing light. The sound of the wind, voices of people, and barking of dogs rose and fell; everything seemed so beautiful.

“Little brother, would you like to buy a stick of candied haws?”

Ji Liang turned his head. A kindly-faced old man wearing a straw hat smiled as he displayed the last stick of bright red candied haws on his straw pole; under the sunlight, they appeared crystal clear.

The old man wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck and said, “Business is good today. If you buy this, little brother, this old man can go home a bit earlier.”

He saw the sword in Ji Liang’s hand, but he did not shrink back.

Ji Liang stepped forward, took out some silver, and exchanged it for that last stick of candied haws.

“Keep the change.”

As the faint voice fell, the old man only had time to reach out his hand before seeing the young man had already turned to leave. Yet, as he passed a young child staring longingly in this direction, he bent down and handed it to the other party…

Although the Demonic Sect was hiding inside Qingyang City, they weren’t so bold as to appear openly in the bustling crowds; the manor they were in was still somewhat remote.

Therefore, when the Martial Arts Alliance came to the door and the two sides engaged in battle, a murderous aura enveloped the entire manor, yet it was not noticed by the ordinary civilians. The busy districts remained busy.

As Ji Liang walked further and further into the remote areas, leaving the heavy traffic far behind, it was like a transition walking on a desolate bluestone road where weeds sprouted from the cracks.

Finally, the sound of fighting reached his ears. Ji Liang lifted his eyelids, and a manor was reflected in the depths of his calm eyes.

…

“Who is it? Quickly leave this place!”

When the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance finally saw Ji Liang’s face, every single one of them showed a look of stunned shock.

So much so that they were too late to stop him, and allowed Ji Liang to enter the manor.

The sounds of fighting were everywhere, members of the Alliance, the Demonic Sect, and the Shadow Pavilion. Indeed, under Xu Wei’s leadership, the Shadow Pavilion had already pledged its service to the Demonic Sect and should be considered part of them.

Ji Liang ignored all the stunned or surprised gazes and walked straight inside; surprisingly, not a single person stopped him.

The flowing wind lifted the hem of his clothes, his black hair flew, and his green robes fluttered.

…

When the Demonic Sect Leader Yin Ren exerted his martial arts with full force, Gu Yun discovered once again that the man had actually been holding back just now. Previously he had used his original martial arts, but now, they had all converted into that powerful and sinister Chaotic Heavens Demonic Secret Technique, and his power had increased exponentially!

Seeing Gu Yun hit once more, vomiting blood with the bright red liquid splashing onto the ground, the surrounding Alliance members could not stop their worry. In contrast, Yin Ren laughed loudly, his piercing laughter almost puncturing their eardrums.

When the experts of the Martial Arts Alliance rushed over, a surge of powerful force sent everyone flying back!

“Hahahaha!!!”

“The Sect Leader’s martial arts are peerless! Unifying the Jianghu!”

Xu Wei was the first to kneel. Even though his appearance was incredibly wretched from his duel with the Alliance experts, his expression was one of extreme fanaticism and excitement.

“The Sect Leader’s martial arts are peerless! Unifying the Jianghu!”

The Right Envoy of the Demonic Sect did the same; he was missing an arm, yet his expression was clearly agitated.

“The Sect Leader’s martial arts are peerless! Unifying the Jianghu!!!”

…

Suddenly, the deafening cheers came to a screeching halt.

It was because the Demonic Sect Leader Yin Ren, who had landed back onto the tiger-head chair, raised his hand to stop them.

He looked forward, where a tall silhouette stood upon the corridor with green tiles and flying eaves.

He just stood there quietly, with a calm gaze that skipped over the Alliance members picking themselves up from the ground and the numerous members of the Demonic Sect, finally meeting Yin Ren’s eyes.

After a long while, Yin Ren split his lips into a grin.

“So, my dear ally has arrived.”

What?!

The members of the Martial Arts Alliance turned their heads and saw Ji Liang’s figure standing quietly on the corridor. Their hearts were filled with shock and rage. Was this traitor truly in league with the Demonic Sect?! They had wasted their trust on him earlier!

They forgot that under the previous act by the Sect Leader and Xu Wei, their hearts had already wavered. Now, seeing Ji Liang appear here, it was as if they had found a vent; they all glared at Ji Liang with fury.

Only Gu Yun, who knew the truth, was purely shocked by why his brother had appeared here. Had he not already sent him to a safe place?!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ji Liang moved. He stepped off the corridor and entered the courtyard.

The flowers, plants, and trees here had all been turned into a mess under the clash between the Alliance and the Sect. Blood was splashed across the earth on the leaves, among the flower clusters, and even on the snow-white walls, leaving mottled blood shadows.

Everyone watched that thin figure in green as he walked step by step toward the Demonic Sect Leader, his pace slow and steady.

“Eldest Brother…”

Gu Yun wanted to grab his sleeve, but it brushed past him, and his fingers missed their mark.

Looking at his own hand, his eyes widened slightly, seemingly confused as to why someone as martially skilled as himself would fail to catch a single sleeve. He naturally understood that his brother had now lost all his martial arts and possessed no internal energy.

Finally, Ji Liang stood still, no more than ten feet away from the Sect Leader in front of him.

Before speaking, as if unable to help himself, Ji Liang lowered his head and coughed twice; in this extremely quiet atmosphere, the sound was clearly audible.

On the tiger-head chair, Yin Ren’s lips curled into a smile, his gaze deep as he said, “It is all thanks to the Chaotic Heavens Demonic Secret Technique gifted by Young Hero Ji, otherwise this seat would not be able to wipe out this Martial Arts Alliance right now.”

“On the day this seat unifies the Jianghu, Young Hero Ji’s contribution will certainly not be forgotten!”

Ji Liang stopped coughing. Amidst Gu Yun’s worry and the furious glares of the Alliance, his expression remained flat and waveless. However, he raised the hand holding his sword, gripped the hilt, and slowly drew it out.

Responding to the Sect Leader’s words, he said, “Do you think that among those present, there is no one left who can kill you?”

As if hearing a massive joke, Yin Ren let out a “ha” of laughter. His deep eyes reflected the silhouette of Ji Liang drawing his sword, seemingly mocking his lack of self-awareness.

“What are those words, Young Hero Ji? Everything now is as you wished; no one is a match for this seat!”

Ji Liang: “Then what about me?”

His slender fingers slowly stroked the sharp blade. This was not some peerless famous sword, just an extremely ordinary weapon, but the way Ji Liang looked at it was as if it were his most important partner.

“You? Young Hero Ji is confused again. We were always on the same side, weren’t we? Or, is that Alliance Leader Gu not the one you have always hated? Then his head shall be given to you to deal with, how about it?”

Yin Ren displayed a broad generosity, yet this single sentence made the Alliance members instantly lose their tempers with rage. He didn’t care at all; or rather, this was exactly what he wanted.

The anger from being played by Ji Liang earlier was now entirely transformed into a playful smile, displayed to the fullest. He wanted to force Ji Liang to stand on his side again and be hated by all the righteous paths of the Martial Arts Alliance!

Ji Liang paused for a moment, lifted his eyes, and looked at him.

Yin Ren returned the gaze without any concealment.

Ji Liang saw the schadenfreude, disdain, contempt, arrogance, and conceit in Yin Ren’s eyes. He sat steadily, as if seeing Ji Liang’s future of being abandoned by everyone, his grin growing wider and wider.

Suddenly, Ji Liang gave a light sigh. As that sigh fell, a flash of a startling swan (a brilliant sword flash) swept across the eyes of everyone present, causing them to squint instinctively.

In the instant they opened their eyes again, they discovered that Ji Liang’s position had changed.

He stood behind the Demonic Sect Leader, slowly sheathing his sword. The tiger-head chair obscured half of his silhouette; one could only see the darkness inside the wide-open doors of the main hall. He stood within the shadows, creating a stark contrast with the Sect Leader who remained exposed in the sunlight.

The scene was in total silence.

After a good while, the Sect Leader’s body slumped to the side. Strands of blood seeped from the center of his brow, flowing down the side of his face and soaking the tiger-head chair.

His eyes were still wide open, showing a rampant smile that was now frozen on his face, fixed forever.

He likely didn’t understand even in death how could Ji Liang, a waste who had lost his martial arts and had no internal energy, actually kill him?!

It is believed that everyone present, amidst their shock, felt doubt and confusion.

Within this deathly quiet atmosphere, the sound of coughing rang out again. Ji Liang covered his mouth, bending slightly as he coughed violently, as if he were about to cough up his internal organs a sour and lingering pain.

Finally, the coughing tapered off. Ji Liang let go of his hand, not caring about the blood in his palm.

An extremely pale complexion, pure black hair, deep and indifferent eyes; a streak of piercing red meandered down from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Liang stepped around the tiger-head chair. His gaze swept over Xu Wei, who was so terrified he instinctively retreated a few steps. Looking at the dead Sect Leader and facing the silent crowd, Ji Liang spoke his first sentence.

He said: “Everything has nothing to do with me.”

There were only six short words. His gaze seemed to fall on the void, looking at no one. Having spoken, he took another step, passed through the crowd, and disappeared into the corridor, just as he had arrived silently and without a trace.

…

Gu Yun reacted the fastest. With a flicker of his body, he approached the corpse of the Sect Leader Yin Ren. He pressed two fingers to the pulse behind the ear. After a moment, he spoke in a low, husky voice:

“He is dead.”

This time, he was truly dead.

Beside him, Xu Wei suddenly collapsed onto the ground, a pungent liquid flowing from his lower body.

Someone suddenly shouted: “The Demonic Sect Leader is dead!”

A hundred voices responded.

The Demonic Sect, having lost Yin Ren, became like a heap of loose sand and was ultimately completely annihilated by the Martial Arts Alliance.