At this moment, all the Disciples on Sword Eight Peaks who had witnessed Yang Che killing Jian Li were stunned and incredulous.

In the hearts of these Disciples, from a strength perspective, they would not be surprised or shocked if Yang Che could kill Jian Li.

But when Yang Che instantly killed Jian Li in front of a Golden Core Stage Elder and then escaped from the Elder's hands, it made them feel astonished and even more fearful.

Yang Che, on the Dunjxing Shuo, had an extremely solemn expression at this moment.

Although he had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he would not be able to defeat a Golden Core Stage Cultivator without using his trump cards.

However, he absolutely did not want to publicly use his trump cards in the Qing Jian Sect unless it was absolutely necessary.

After using the Flash Cloud Boots' 'teleportation' Divine Ability twice in a row, Yang Che's magical power was greatly depleted.

Fortunately, after advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage, his magical power had greatly increased, and he could still barely control the Dunjxing Shuo, flying rapidly towards Sword Four Peak.

Although the Old Ancestor Old Man was not present, Yang Che knew that as long as he could enter the Red Ripple Secret Realm, he would be safe.

This was because only by using a 'special Jade Slip' to enter a specific Teleportation Array could one be transported to the Red Ripple Secret Realm.

And that Long-bearded Old Man, a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, obviously could not have this special Jade Slip, so he naturally could not enter.

Along the way, countless Disciples avoided him.

The strange incident of a Golden Core Stage Elder from Sword Eight Peaks pursuing Yang Che, the chief Disciple of Sword Four Peak, was quickly reported to the Sword Gate Hall by the on-duty Disciples of the sect.

The escaping light behind him was getting closer and closer, and Yang Che held a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone to frantically replenish his magical power.

Fortunately, the Dunjxing Shuo's speed was truly extraordinary, otherwise Yang Che would have been caught by the Golden Core Stage Old Man long ago.

The Long-bearded Old Man became more and more alarmed as he pursued.

He had, of course, long since realized that Yang Che's flying Magical Artifact was also extraordinary.

As a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, the Old Man's thoughts were naturally more meticulous.

Yang Che possessed so many 'treasures,' which made him consider that Senior Uncle Zhang, the peak Master of Sword Four Peak, must have cherished Yang Che greatly to be willing to give him such precious treasures for self-defense.

If he truly killed Yang Che, even if his Master intervened, it might not be enough to completely shield him.

However, Yang Che publicly killed Jian Li, a formal Disciple of his Eighth Peak, which just gave him enough reason to cripple Yang Che.

As long as he could catch up and completely cripple Yang Che as soon as possible, even if Senior Uncle Zhang became enraged, he would have the sect rules to justify his actions.

Coupled with his Master shielding him, although punishment would certainly be unavoidable, at least his life would not be in danger.

Having thought all this through, the Long-bearded Old Man snorted coldly, and the speed of his escaping light suddenly accelerated again.

In a short while, Yang Che had already sensed that the Long-bearded Old Man was about to catch up to him.

Still some distance from Four Peaks, a hint of anxiety subtly rose in Yang Che's heart.

Several thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and Yang Che suddenly said to Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng, "Junior Sister Hu, Junior Brother Ma, you two just go to Sword Four Peak and wait for me."

With that, Yang Che actually put away the Dunjxing Shuo.

Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng also knew that the current situation was somewhat unfavorable, so they said nothing, nodded, and each took out their flying Magical Artifacts, continuing to fly towards Sword Four Peak.

Yang Che's sudden stop startled the Long-bearded Old Man.

He wondered what tricks this ordinary-looking senior Disciple of Sword Four Peak intended to play.

However, he would not give Yang Che any time or opportunity; his iron rod Magic Treasure immediately shot out, and with a flash of faint light, it directly smashed towards Yang Che's abdomen.

Yang Che was already covered by two layers of thunderclouds, while three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles rotated around him, forming a solid defensive 'needle net.'

At the same time, he fully absorbed the Spiritual Qi from the Mid-Grade Spirit Stone in his hand to replenish his magical power.

As long as he could hold on until his magical power was almost recovered, he would prepare to perform an extreme instant teleportation, just like when he escaped outside Jiang Huo City.

'Bang' 'Bang'

With two crisp sounds, the two layers of thunderclouds only resisted for a moment before completely shattering.

The iron rod smashed onto the Flying Fire Needles net, scattering light, and the needle net vibrated rapidly, looking like it wouldn't last much longer.

The shattering of the thunderclouds made Yang Che clearly sense the huge difference between using magical power and using Fusion power.

Immediately after, with a 'boom' sound.

The Flying Fire Needles net also completely disintegrated.

There was no time to reassemble it, so Yang Che simply put it into the Meteor Box.

'Boom'

Yang Che was directly struck by the iron rod, and intense pain engulfed him, as if he had been hit by a mountain.

The Fusion power hidden within his body suddenly surged from all corners of his body, converging into his Lower Dantian to resist the power of the iron rod Magic Treasure.

This scene made the Long-bearded Old Man's pupils shrink again involuntarily.

Yang Che also finally realized at this moment that the Long-bearded Old Man actually intended to cripple his Dantian, turning him into a cripple!

How malicious.

Yang Che's expression was icy, and he was about to perform an extreme instant teleportation when he suddenly saw a white sword light arrive in an instant, forcefully slashing the iron rod Magic Treasure far away.

That wasn't all; another white sword light immediately followed, instantly slashing towards the Long-bearded Old Man.

The Long-bearded Old Man's face showed horror, and while retreating rapidly, he loudly said, "Senior Brother Sima, please stop quickly!"

The white sword light paused.

A slightly plump Old Man, also with a long beard, came flying through the air.

However, this slightly plump Old Man's long beard was already snow-white and hung down to his abdomen.

The Old Man who was chasing Yang Che had a greenish-gray beard that did not reach his chest.

"Junior Brother Xie, you, a dignified Elder of the Eighth Peak, actually want to cripple this Foundation Establishment Disciple; aren't your intentions a bit too malicious?"

The white-bearded, slightly plump Old Man looked at the green-bearded Old Man, his expression quite displeased.

Yang Che quickly stepped forward and respectfully said, "May I ask if you are Junior Martial Uncle Sima Chaoqun?"

The white-bearded, slightly plump Old Man nodded slightly, and his gaze towards Yang Che even revealed a hint of affection.

This person was none other than Sima Chaoqun, the Hall Master of the Sword Gate Hall, and the Master of Zheng Yang, the refined middle-aged Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator.

A Golden Core Stage Late Stage Great Perfection Cultivator.

"Senior Brother Sima, this Yang Che disregards the sect rules, trespassed into my Eighth Peak, and forcibly killed a formal Disciple of my Eighth Peak. For such a ruthless person, as an Elder of the Eighth Peak, I naturally must uphold the sect rules.

Considering his status as the senior Disciple of Four Peaks, I did not intend to kill him, but only planned to cripple him as a warning. Therefore, Junior Brother, I have done nothing wrong."

Elder Xie, though respectful in demeanor, answered Sima Chaoqun with a 'righteous indignation.'

"Yang Che, why did you kill a formal Disciple of the Eighth Peak?" Sima Chaoqun asked, puzzled.

As the chief Disciple of Sword Four Peak, Yang Che's status among Disciples was already considered top-tier.

If there wasn't 'deep hatred,' there would be no need to run to the Eighth Peak to kill someone.

Yang Che immediately approached Sima Shishu and whispered, "Junior Martial Uncle, please cast a soundproofing spell."

Sima Chaoqun waved his hand and cast a soundproofing barrier: "Speak."

So Yang Che, without any concealment, began to recount how Jiang Wu had deliberately made things difficult for him and tried to kill him...

This explanation took quite some time.

Elder Xie stood by, unable to hear their conversation, and his face looked somewhat unpleasant.

But he also did not dare to forcefully use his Divine Sense to eavesdrop.

After all, Hall Master Sima was a Golden Core Stage Late Stage Great Perfection Cultivator, and he was only in the Early Golden Core Stage, so he simply did not have the guts to offend him.

After a long while.

Sima Chaoqun listened to Yang Che finish, stroked his long white beard, and after a moment of thought, suddenly said with a solemn expression:

"I didn't expect you to truly succeed in Foundation Establishment. However, you must be even more careful in the future, and never let others, especially those Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators outside, discover that you have Mutated Dual Immortal Roots, do you understand?"

"Yes. This Disciple has always kept that in mind."

"Alright. You return to Sword Four Peak and Cultivate with peace of mind. In recent years, due to the matter of the Blood Corpses, the Cultivation World has undergone great changes, and even many small Cultivation Families have been annihilated. In a few days, you will likely need to continue your outdoor training. Take this time to diligently improve your cultivation."

Sima Chaoqun said, then withdrew the soundproofing barrier.

"Junior Brother Xie Kun, I already know about the matter. You should go back. You are not to trouble Yang Che again in the future," Sima Chaoqun said indifferently.

"Senior Brother Sima, this, this..."

Elder Xie Kun of the Eighth Peak never expected such a result, and he was naturally very displeased.

"Go back. Junior Martial Uncle Ze Kui and the others don't know when they'll return. Notify Elder Wu Yuan to prepare well; in a few days, the Boundary Battlefield is likely to open again."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Kun's expression immediately changed.