Lin Xiao had been killed, and the dantians of many of the Sect's elders had been pierced by sword qi. They'd lost all of their cultivation and become crippled.
At this moment, not a single disciple dared to take half a step forward.
Even An Sui, the master of the Music Palace, could only grit his teeth and endure after witnessing the tragic death of his personal disciple.
The Music Palace's grand elder had been defeated, and his path to emperor had been forcibly taken away. They were like fish on a chopping board, and Qin Hao was like a merciless knife on the chopping block. There was no room for negotiation.
No matter how much they resisted, it was too pale and powerless.
"In your eyes, the weak don't deserve to have treasures or even dignity. The strong should dominate the weak and bully them at will. Is this your dao?"
Qin Hao took a step forward, and the Music Palace Daofeng trembled. He roared at Yue Lvxin, "Answer me!"
Yue Lvxin clenched his fists until they were pale, but his head was still lowered. Although his soul had been severely injured, his six senses were still clear. How could he not know that Lin Xiao had been killed?
That vicious swordsman had killed the heir that the Music Palace had painstakingly cultivated right in front of him.
But at this moment, Yue Lvxin didn't have the courage to look up. Even though his heart was cut by a knife, there was nothing he could say.
Pfft!
A beam of sword light shot across the field as Feng Qianli attacked again. His sword qi carried an insufferably domineering radiance as it headed straight for Palace Head An.
Palace Head An's expression changed drastically, and his eighth level emperor realm cultivation erupted with all his strength. Around him, the Mortal Emperor's aura transformed into a turbulent storm of rhythm, attempting to stop the sword light.
However, it was only one strike.
The storm sadly shattered, and a line of blood spilled from Palace Head An's neck. His eyes widened, and his consciousness blurred until his soul was completely wiped out by the power of rules carried by the sword light.
"An Sui … my son …" The moment Palace Head An's body fell, Yue Lvxin, who'd been silent all this time, lowered his head and let out an extremely sorrowful cry. His disheveled white hair couldn't help but shake repeatedly. His voice was so sorrowful that every guest present could hear it. They couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, followed by endless sorrow.
An Sui was Yue Lvxin's son.
Rumor had it that this venerated elder of the Music Palace had spent his entire life immersed in sound arts, and devoted all his energy to cultivating the emperor realm. That was his dream.
That was why the rumors said that he had no dao partner and had no children.
Who would've known that An Sui was his son?
"Why," he sighed, "An Sui," he sighed, "An Sui …"
A person's struggle for's.
But for the sake of his ideals, he didn't even acknowledge his own son.
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Feng Qianli's eyes narrowed into slits. His long and cold gaze turned towards the remaining disciples of the Music Palace. His murderous intent was undisguised.
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Yue Lv's heart suddenly pounded violently. He stood up straight, and the blood-red light in his eyes almost seeped out. He looked at Feng Qianli, then retracted his gaze and looked directly at Qin Hao.
He was clear that the person at the center of attention today was Qin Hao. Although Feng Qianli was vicious and merciless, he was at most an emotionless sword of slaughter. The one controlling this sword was Qin Hao.
"I lost, but I didn't lose to you. You used three human-shaped weapons to bully my Music Palace. You, Qin Hao, don't deserve to be called a hero. If you really had the ability, you should be the one fighting with me."
Yue Lvxin mocked. It was never too late for a man to take revenge. If Qin Hao wanted to wash away the hatred of three years ago, he would've destroyed the Music Palace with his own hands.
Unfortunately, he didn't deserve it today.
Qin Hao didn't say anything. He knew better than Yue Lvxin whether he deserved it or not.
"Isn't it just one life?
Old Man, why should I be afraid of death? I was the only one who attacked you back then, and it had nothing to do with the disciples of my Sect. I'll give you my life, but I hope you'll let the disciples of my Sect live. "
"Grand Elder."
The disciples of the Music Palace stepped forward in tears.
"Hahahaha, Old Man, in this life, I'm worthy of the foundation of the Music Palace, worthy of the thousands of disciples of the Southern Mountain Range. It's just a pity that … in this life, I can't taste the glory of the Emperor's Light …" Bang, a heavy blow.
With the laughter rolling in the birthday banquet, Yue Lvxin raised his palm and smashed the top of his head. Blood covered his body, and he died under his own palm. The power of the rules raged, scattering his soul. A generation of Music Palace powerhouses died with regret!
It was sad, but there was a trace of admiration in people's hearts.
In order to protect his disciples, he was willing to kill.
As he said, he was worthy of the Sect, worthy of the thousands of disciples of his sect.
"But you are worthy of the thousands of souls of the Wan Cultivator Alliance, and the countless people of Feng City who were separated from their families. Killing you is not enough to vent the hatred of those whose homes were destroyed."
Qin Hao's eyes were red. A life for a life, this was the truth since ancient times. Yue Lvxin couldn't live today no matter what, so what if he didn't kill himself?
A damned life in exchange for the safety of the Sect's disciples seemed quite noble.
However, this life was owed to him in the first place.
A trace of soul power wandered around his body. Qin Hao's eyes were a little scary as he looked at the disciples of Music Palace gathered together in the square.
This gaze made countless disciples tremble. As long as Qin Hao gave the order, in an instant, they would all die without a burial place.
"What's wrong? You want to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots?
Haha, do it. Anyway, we don't believe in your promise. Who will believe that you won't kill us? "
"We are not afraid of death. Come on."
"When I was in Golden Light City, I witnessed the battle between you and Changhe Lo. It was so dazzling. Even though you came from a foreign region and were despised and questioned by many seniors of the Southern Region, in my heart, I secretly admired you. You are indeed worthy of the title of Heaven's Pride.
But today, you are just a narrow-minded and vicious villain. Bah … "A female disciple of Music Palace spat at Qin Hao. Back then, she really admired Qin Hao. For a moment, she was in a daze, secretly admiring him.
He was an outstanding talent of the same generation, neither servile nor overbearing. How could he not be worthy of respect?
But today, she was too disappointed.
"Narrow-Minded?
If I was narrow-minded, you wouldn't have the chance to stand here and talk nonsense to me. "
Qin Hao restrained himself. Terrifying black lines of evil energy climbed up his face and gradually retracted into his skin. He took a deep breath, finally suppressing the impulse to slaughter all the disciples of Music Palace. He said coldly, "Do you hate me?
Your feelings now are the same as when I was bullied by Yue Luxin. If one day you step into the Emperor Realm and have enough power, you can also seek revenge on me. I welcome you at any time, but I am afraid … you don't have the ability. "
Qin Hao glanced at the Celestial Palace. When his gaze landed on it, there was no need for him to say anything. A powerful punch tore through the air. In an instant, the square was filled with the power of thunder. The thunder dragon completely destroyed the majestic Celestial Palace. The fist of thunder penetrated the entire peak of the Way, destroying its foundation. Countless boulders began to roll down. The main peak of the Music Palace was about to collapse.
"After today, there will be no more Music Palace in the Southern Region. If there is one, Yue Luxin will be the best outcome. Hmph …" Qin Hao slowly rose into the air. A turbulent divine fire of the Great Path wrapped around his body. Within the fire, the terrible light of starry rules flickered. He turned and flew into the distance, disappearing from everyone's sight.
However, the remaining flame aura allowed everyone present to clearly sense the existence of the Emperor's Might.
That emperor's might was even stronger than that of Yue Luxin, who had seen through the Emperor's Path. It was as if Qin Hao had become a true emperor.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Several streams of light followed Qin Hao. Su Jin, the thunder dragon, and Feng Qianli all disappeared.
Elder Meng glanced at Yue Luxin's body and sensed that the peak of Music Palace was about to collapse. He shook his head and whispered to the injured elders of Music Palace, "Find a place where no one is around and bury him."
After that, Elder Meng's body shone with a dazzling light. He turned into an unparalleled sword aura and disappeared in the same direction as Qin Hao.
That direction was the Zheng Dynasty.
Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled, and the peak of Music Palace gradually fell apart. All the guests who attended the birthday banquet summoned their Primordial Wings at the same time and floated above the void.
They watched the Music Palace fall with their own eyes. Many people could not help but sigh. The only holy land of sound in the Southern Region was finished.
Yue Luxin died tragically on his 600th birthday. His Sect was also destroyed. From now on, there would be no more Music Palace in the Southern Region.
This outcome made many people sigh with emotion.
At the same time, Qin Hao suddenly reappeared in the Southern Region, accompanied by three powerful people. Many martial artists had a strong feeling that the sky of the Southern Region was about to change.
Yue Luxin and Qin Hao had a grudge. The Scorching Sun Temple, especially the Southern Proud Xuanyuan Clan, had an even deeper grudge.
The destruction of the Music Palace was perhaps just the beginning. The next step, this storm could possibly reach Temple, or even the Southern Proud Empire.
The Divine Temple's Yang God was powerful, and the Southern Proud Empire's foundation was even stronger. Although everyone felt that it was ridiculous, according to common sense, Qin Hao would never dare to provoke these two forces.
However, he had openly released his forces at the birthday banquet and killed Elder Qi of the Divine Temple. It was tantamount to declaring war.
Moreover, many people noticed that the three Southern Proud Generals who came to attend the birthday banquet had mysteriously disappeared.
Judging from the emperor qi left behind by Qin Hao before he left, it was very likely that he had stepped into the Martial Emperor Realm. According to the strength of his Music Palace, he would definitely do something bigger.
However, everyone was curious. Even if Qin Hao had entered the Martial Emperor Realm, how could he have the capital to challenge the Southern Proud Empire?
How could he?
Did he rely on the Nightnet Palace and the Zheng Clan?
If he relied on the Nightnet Palace, it would be far from enough. As for the Zheng Clan, there was no need to mention it. Although the Zheng Clan had an almighty ancestor, he was far from being Xuanyuan Gaoyan's opponent. In front of the Southern Proud Empire, the Zheng Clan was just a child.
Moreover, Qin Hao had killed Elder Qi of the Divine Temple. Once he fought with the Southern Proud Empire, it would be equivalent to facing two overlord-level opponents. Even with Ye Ninghong's support, the entire Nightnet Palace would probably be destroyed.
Crazy!
It was really crazy!
However, at the same time, everyone felt that it would happen.
However, what was Qin Hao's trump card?
No one could guess at all.
In any case, the destruction of Music Palace had shaken the entire Southern Region.
Moreover, the Divine Temple and the Southern Proud Empire had begun to call for their people to return to avoid being killed by Qin Hao alone.
After the destruction of the Music Palace, there was a period of silence. During this period of silence, the countless sects under the Temple's command, as well as the entire Southern Proud Empire, were actively preparing for war. An incomparably terrifying storm, no one knew when it would suddenly explode.