Mu Xuankong was walking within the clouds while holding onto Qin Xiao’s head. He hadn’t go easy on Qin Xiao. Many spectators, including some Samsara Edict Realm experts, couldn’t understand the battle between saints. This was why Mu Xuankong slowed down his speed. He wanted to let everyone know that no one can humiliate or bully the Sword Sect!

Since Qin Xiao dared to order Jin Jue to assassinate Lin Yun, this was the same as slapping the Sword Sect’s face. So Mu Xuankong naturally had to take revenge. After all, he promised Lin Yun that he wouldn’t allow him to be bullied as long as the Sword Sect still existed.

He couldn’t be bothered with a battle between juniors, which was the same for the Radiant Sword Saint. But since they sent a Samsara Edict Realm expert to go after Lin Yun, Mu Xuankong naturally had to interfere. Since Jin Jue wasn’t around, he would take Qin Xiao’s life, instead.

“Patriarch!”

“W-What’s going on? T-That’s the patriarch’s head?!”

“No, this is impossible!” The myriads of the Nether Divinity Clan’s disciples were shocked when they saw the head that Mu Xuankong was carrying. Their...