289: C289 Incompassionate Nature

C289 Incompassionate Nature

"You … Who exactly is it? " Enduring the pain, Elder Jiang asked in fear.

Zuo Ci did not hesitate. Looking at his face filled with fear, he coldly did not respond. A wind blade directly cut Elder Jiang's body in half. After the wind blade killed Elder Jiang, it actually flew straight towards Quan Hai, who was at the back.

Sizzle...

Quan Hai, the leader of a generation, was actually killed.

"This …"

Quan Shan, who watched from behind, was speechless for a moment.

He had only seen such a powerful existence on one person before. However, that person was an existence as powerful as the heavens, and this person before him …

He clearly saw that this person was still leading the horse for the young man just now.

The difference between the two was so great that he didn't even dare to imagine it.

"Spare us!"

"We have eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai. Senior, please spare our lives …"

"Everything is palace... Quan Hai forced us! "

"We are innocent..."

"Asgard Master, save me, Asgard Master …"

"Mistress, I'm Little San Zi! After you came out of seclusion, you praised my talented Little San Zi! "

… ….

Not only Quan Shan, they were also afraid when they saw Zuo Ci cleanly kill Quan Hai and even the legendary Grand Elder.

They had been preparing to shout out and wave their flags to cheer on, and had even organized some sarcastic remarks. As soon as the words left their mouths, the time between them was no more than ten seconds.

The Supreme Elders that they revered as gods had actually died a thorough death.

How could they not be afraid? How could they not be afraid ….

"Elder..."

Looking at the disciples in the sect, Quan Shan couldn't bear to see them. He had even given a lot of pointers to a few of them.

However, it was these people that pushed him step by step into the abyss.

He clearly remembered that if he hadn't escaped so quickly, these people wouldn't have been able to completely defend themselves. At this moment, he might have been a corpse, and even the cup of tea he drank was brought up by that little San.

But at this time, there were thousands of people! He had been in charge of the Eight Fist Palace for dozens of years in order to produce these thousands of good seedlings, and many of them were still disciples of the poor that he valued greatly, if he really wanted to kill them, he would not be able to continue watching.

But before he could finish, a cold voice came from the side.

"You're called Quan Shan, right?"

Quan Shan looked at Qin Fann.

Qin Fann was not like Quan Shan. He did not kill Quan Shan completely because he felt that this person was really sad and did not have the interest to kill him. However, he would not easily let anyone else in Eight Fist Palace go.

Forget about the thousands of people here, there were already a million people who had been killed by him or died because of his orders in Xuangu Island. Although it wasn't like this time where there were thousands of Quadrupole Stage practitioners at once, when all of them combined, they were still not that inferior.

"You are truly pitiful. Just because I don't kill you doesn't mean that you have the right to speak."

Qin Fann's words were extremely cold and merciless. Even the ears of a generation like Quan Shan couldn't help but shiver when they heard those words.

"Moreover, so what if you ask for help? Do you really think that these people would be grateful to you? Stop dreaming, no matter what, you're still a Palace Master, you shouldn't be so naive. "

Quan Shan became gloomy.

"That's right!" The actions of these people in the past few years, were not the results of Eight Fist Palace anymore. It was just that they did not want to believe it, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to use closed-door training to escape. "

"Kill …"

A cold voice interrupted his thoughts as he saw countless wind blades come out from the old man's body.

Wind blade again. He felt a chill in his heart.

The walls of the Eight Fist Palace, as well as the people who stood on top of the walls, including the bronze door all shattered into pieces.

BOOM! BOOM!

Bam! Bam!

Ah...

The sound of objects shattering, people screaming in pain, and flesh being torn apart …

When these sounds were mixed together, Quan Shan had never thought of the appearance of hell. However, he was sure that even if it was the real hell, it would not be any better than the scene in front of him.

Qin Fann rode on his white horse and entered the Eight Fist Palace while stepping on the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. The white horse smelled the thick smell of blood and seemed to be unwilling to enter, but in the end, it was still led in by Qin Fann's soul power.

Bright red blood flowed along the gully formed by the remnants of the stonewood. Qin Fann had already gotten used to this bloody smell, and he was even a little bit excited.

However, he quickly suppressed it. Being able to control the life and death of others was already intoxicating. If one was deep within it, they would not be able to recover.

"Old Zuo, clean this up. I'm going to look for something."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

There was no one here, not even Quan Shan, so Zuo Ci did not try to cover it up.

Qin Fann rode on his horse and with a thought, he quickly found out where the storage area was.

Since he had already annihilated the entire family, he naturally couldn't let them go and rob him.

He quickly arrived at Eight Fist Palace's library and directly kicked the door open. It was a spiral-shaped, five story building, and every floor was neatly filled with books.

Qin Fann did not have the patience to read through the books one by one. He directly moved all of them along with the bookshelves into Soul Realm, and the whole process only took three to four minutes.

For the time being, he would not send these books to the Xuangu Island. Firstly, the Boundary Tree was currently in the most crucial stage of transmogrification, so as long as he passed through this stage, he would be able to completely control every corner of the Xuangu Island.

Secondly, most of the books here were fist arts, and he himself was a cultivator of that fist art. If he were to place it in his Soul Realm, he would use his spiritual will to read it first.

After he finished searching the library, he quickly found the location where Eight Fist Palace was storing the treasures.

As one of the twenty odd sects that only had Yingloong Prefecture s, although their Eight Fist Palace s were insufficient, the items stored inside were still astonishing.

Just the wealth of a sect here was far greater than the treasury of his Qin Dynasty.

After all, two-thirds of Xuangu Island were still in the realm of Demonic Beast and his Qin Dynasty was still in the resting period.

Therefore, it was normal for the treasury of the Qin Dynasty to be inferior to the treasury of a single sect.2

Without any hesitation, he kept it in his Soul Realm.

"Your Majesty, there is no one alive in the entire Eight Fist Palace, other than the palace …"

Zuo Ci didn't say anything else, but the meaning was clear.

Other than the sad Quan Shan, there were no other living people here.

"Don't worry about him, let's go!"

After he finished speaking, he mounted his white horse and walked out.

When he passed by Quan Shan, he noticed his empty gaze and actually felt sympathy for this burly man.

"The heavens and earth are heartless. They treat all living things as nothing more than ruminant dogs."

… ….

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