Chapter 3318 — Boundless Fury
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Still, it was hardly surprising. Ancestor Xuanchen convinced himself that Little Three had been slain by the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect. In his view, Little Three was a formidable expert at the peak of the late Heaven-Tier. Within the Dark Night Palace, no one could do anything to Little Three—and Wei Zhao least of all. So the only ones who could have acted were the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect.
Just as Ancestor Xuanchen was stewing in suspicion, the disciples of the Five Luminaries Sect arrived outside his room, carrying Little Three, Little Four, and Little Five. Seeing the door open, they wasted no time on ceremony and poured straight in, eager to report to Ancestor Xuanchen at the first opportunity!
"What is the meaning of this...?" Ancestor Xuanchen looked at the crowd filing in. Little Three's corpse was being carried on a disciple's back—that did not surprise him; with the soul jade tablet shattered, Little Three could not possibly have survived. But Little Four and Little Five had also been carried back, and that made Ancestor Xuanchen's heart clench!
"Master, Fifth Brother and I... we're crippled..." Little Four said, his face ashen. He knew his own injuries; he knew that even with all his master Ancestor Xuanchen's power, they could not be healed. They would spend the rest of their lives as invalids.
"What?!" Ancestor Xuanchen flew into a rage on the spot. "Damn that Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect—I will not let this rest!" He knew Little Four would never speak nonsense. If he said they were crippled, then truly crippled they were, with no hope of recovery—otherwise one would call it injured, not crippled.
"The Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect?" Little Four was taken aback. How had the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect come into this? What did this have to do with the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect? Not a shadow of anyone from the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect had even appeared.
"Eh? What—today's business was not the work of the Blood-Robe Yellow Springs Sect?" Seeing the astonishment on Little Four's face, Ancestor Xuanchen immediately realized that matters might be quite different from what he had imagined.
"Master, the one who struck today was Wei Zhao!" Little Four said hatefully. "That Wei Zhao—his strength was there all along. With a single move he killed Third Brother in an instant, and with two casual strikes he crippled Fifth Brother and me! What rubbish about being chased overseas like a stray dog? That's a load of utter crap! Wei Zhao is formidable—by his strength, I'd say he's no weaker than you, Master..."
"What?!" A shadow of gloom flashed across Ancestor Xuanchen's face. He Dantou had actually dared to deceive him? Though Ancestor Xuanchen did not believe He Dantou would dare, his own disciple could not be lying—the bald facts were right before his eyes. All three disciples had been beaten to this state by Wei Zhao: one dead, two crippled. Could anyone still claim Wei Zhao had no strength? "Wei Zhao—is he now an expert at the great perfection of the late Heaven-Tier peak?"
"No, only mid Heaven-Tier!" Little Five said with certainty. "I checked several times, and from the strength revealed when he circulated his mental cultivation method, he is mid Heaven-Tier. But the martial techniques he unleashes are absolutely at the level of great perfection."
Ancestor Xuanchen did not think Little Five had misjudged. Then Wei Zhao was a mid Heaven-Tier expert! (To be continued...)