A slight dizziness emerged in Xu Yangyi’s mind. As he opened his eyes, he’d already arrived once more at the initial starting point of the Yellow Springs Path. Of those who were alive… there was him, Fang Cheng, Mao Ba’er, Xuan Chengzi, Quan Ningyue, and Zhao Wuye; the six of them were still awake. The unconscious Li Zongyuan, Yi Old Five, and Sister Nine had been delivered on the floor beside them. 

Everyone closed their eyes and meditated. Wei Zhongxian and Xuan Chengzi followed at Xu Yangyi’s side like shadows. Wei Zhongxian’s gaze carried a frosty glint, and he discreetly swept an eye over the surroundings. He lowered his head and murmured, “Master. How about I take action and handle them…”

He had a smile on his face as he lightly dragged a finger over his neck, yet his facial expression was without the slightest change.

Xu Yangyi raised a brow. Wei Zhongxian truly was deserving of being the great and crafty official of that bygone era… Among all those present or perhaps a Foundation Establishment Senior... the total number of lives they had all reaped would fall short in comparison to this old fellow. Those unloyal to Xu Yangyi were to be killed. Those who didn’t follow Xu Yangyi were to be killed. Those who couldn’t be controlled were to be killed. Wei Zhongxian’s title of “Nine Thousand Years” was in no way undeserved. In killing people, regardless...