Chapter 212: Destruction! The game is about the devil

Fu Huaian didn't dwell on Bai Mei's rules. He glanced at the disheartened Han Tianling, searched his Magic Treasure, and then pierced his heart with a single sword!

Han Tianling wasn't unconscious, nor did he die immediately.

He thought Fu Huaian would at least talk to him for a bit, but he didn't expect that after snatching his Magic Treasure, Fu Huaian would directly kill him!

"Fu Huaian, I'm willing to offer one hundred billion High-Grade Spirit Stones for my life!"

Fu Huaian was about to shatter his body, but hearing this, the Shen Yuan Immortal Sword's light receded: "Your Magic Treasure is already with me. Whether you live or die, I'll get the Spirit Stones anyway!"

Han Tianling's voice was hoarse as he urgently said: "My Magic Treasure only contains small change; all my resources are stored in the Yu Long Immortal Sect…"

He suddenly paused mid-sentence!

Fu Huaian stared at him, his smile turning dangerous, and softly asked: "Exactly where in the Yu Long Immortal Sect are they stored, and how can I get them?"

Han Tianling forced a breath, his voice trembling: "If you swear a Heavenly Dao oath not to kill me, I'll tell you!"

Fu Huaian scoffed and shook his head: "If you don't speak within three breaths, after I kill you, I'll immediately go kill your entire Sect!"

"Resources or no resources, it doesn't matter; I just enjoy slaughtering Sects!"

Han Tianling's eyes widened, almost spitting blood from anger!

"You dare!?"

"Fu Huaian, Elder Li has already informed Elder Yuan. If you dare to kill me, you absolutely won't escape Fulong Province!"

Pfft–

Han Tianling's body suddenly split into pieces!

Fu Huaian slapped his remains away and expressionlessly fed his Primordial Spirit into the Heavenly Devil Sacred Flame.

Elder Li, Elder Yuan, what's with all that? Threatening your dad is useless!

Bai Mei dispersed the red light, and the sky became majestic.

"Fu Huaian, are you going to destroy a Sect?"

"Yes, destroy it. Playing as a demonic Cultivator is what it's all about!"

"Yay!"

Bai Mei enjoyed doing such things!

Liu Ruyan emerged from the Heavenly Devil Sacred Flame, standing enchantingly to one side.

"If I absorb a few more Ascension Realm Primordial Spirits, I can recover to ninety percent of my soul body's strength; Perfection will be within reach!"

Fu Huaian was speechless and shook his head, ignoring her.

Such matters depend on fate; one cannot deliberately seek out people to kill. There must be a reason to kill.

Ascension Realm Cultivators weren't hard to kill, but each Ascension Realm Cultivator had complex connections. Killing one would offend a large group of people, leading to an endless cycle of killing!

If he killed too many, people from Shenhua Province might come after him… Fu Huaian reined in his Aura and glanced at the Divine Maiden Sect's main peak.

Today, Han Tianling's provocation, did the Divine Maiden Peak also participate?

The Cultivators in the distance trembled, quickly flying away!

Su Xiyue stood alone at the entrance of the main hall, about to transmit a message to Fu Huaian, when a brilliant Sword Qi struck down first!

Because there was no blessing from Liu Ruyan, Fu Huaian's single sword strike only shattered the main peak's great hall, and Su Xiyue suffered some serious injuries.

Fu Huaian was speechless and glanced at Bai Mei.

His own strength wasn't that strong after all!

Bai Mei understood his meaning. With a wave of her small hand, a huge red palm slammed down, pulverizing the great hall and directly crushing Su Xiyue into a bloody pulp!

The escaping Cultivators noticed this scene and flew away even more frantically, not even daring to look back!

The dust settled.

Fu Huaian had no interest in clearing out the remaining small fry of the Divine Maiden Sect. He took Liu Ruyan and Bai Mei to Song Zhuo, who was in the distance.

"Elder Song, let's go to the Yu Long Immortal Sect together."

Song Zhuo nodded lightly, not advising against reckless action.

Firstly, he couldn't control it, and secondly, Fu Huaian's strength was indeed enough to be presumptuous!

As for the Prodigies, even the number one Genius, Yuan Xingzhou, was now completely convinced by Fu Huaian.

Now, accompanying him to destroy a Sect, the young Prodigies surprisingly felt an inexplicable thrill!

Fu Huaian summoned his immortal boat, carrying everyone, and under Song Zhuo's guidance, headed straight for the Yu Long Immortal Sect!

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Shangling Mountain was the undisputed number one power in the central part of Fulong Province!

With three Harmony Realm Cultivators within one mountain, it suffocated the other Sects in central Fulong Province!

At this moment, in Jingfu Mountain next to Shangling Mountain, Yuan Daozi sat cross-legged in his Immortal Cave, his face gloomy!

He had just received a message from Elder Li. He and that good-for-nothing Han Tianling couldn't even deal with Fu Huaian and were even forced into dangerous situations!

After so long without new messages, the outcome was self-evident!

He slowly rose, his expression fading from his face, and walked out of the Immortal Cave.

Since two Ascension Realm Cultivators couldn't get the job done, then this old man would have to act personally.

He wanted to see what tricks that ant could pull within his Five-Finger Mountain!

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Ten days later, outside the Yu Long Immortal Sect's mountain gate!

Boom—

After enduring attacks from two Ascension Realm Cultivators, the mountain-protecting formation completely shattered after fifteen minutes!

Fu Huaian's old acquaintance, Song Zhao, now stood at the top of the main peak, staring blankly upwards at the slowly dissipating mountain-protecting formation, and at Fu Huaian behind it!

It's over!

Everything is over!

The Sect Master not only didn't return, but Fu Huaian, that plague god, had arrived aggressively!

Song Zhao dared not imagine what fate befell the Sect Master who went out for revenge!

The nearly 100,000 Disciples of the Yu Long Immortal Sect looked panicked, all guessing what had happened?

"Who are those two Ascension Realm Cultivators? Why have they come to our Yu Long Immortal Sect?"

"The Sect is in danger!"

"I have cultivated in the Yu Long Immortal Sect for a hundred years. As a Core Disciple, I would rather be shattered jade than allow the enemy to pass!"

A sword struck down from the sky!

The Yu Long Immortal Sect's main peak was directly split open by a large crack!

…Junior Brothers, though the Sect is in peril, in truly unavoidable circumstances, finding an opportunity to seek another path is the right way!"

Fu Huaian's Divine Sense enveloped the Yu Long Immortal Sect. He didn't care if ordinary Disciples fled, but any Cultivator above the Crossing Tribulation Realm who dared to run would die!

Fu Huaian and Bai Mei arrived at the shattered main peak of the Yu Long Immortal Sect, standing not far from Song Zhao!

Song Zhuo carried the Prodigies in the sky, curiously watching the commotion. As for going down to snatch something, without Fu Huaian's invitation, it would be inappropriate to go down rashly!

Song Zhao stood alone at the front, with over a dozen high-ranking Elders behind him, four Yuánxiān Realm Cultivators, and the rest were Dust Immortal Realm Cultivators!

Fu Huaian smiled as he looked at Song Zhao, saying with a grin: "Elder Song, do you know the reason for my sudden visit?"

Song Zhao's lips trembled, not daring to speak.

Fu Huaian lowered the Shen Yuan Immortal Sword, and the residual Sword Qi from his earlier strike still lingered around.

"Ten days ago, Elder Han wanted to settle an old score with me. Unfortunately, I accidentally killed him by mistake!"

Song Zhao suddenly felt the world collapse, his face turning ashen with fright!

Though he had long suspected it, actually confirming the Sect Master's demise was still unbearable!

The expressions of the other high-ranking Yu Long Immortal Sect members were no better; all of them showed drastic changes, looking panicked and incredulous!

Fu Huaian glanced at them and said indifferently: "Sect Master Han said before his death that he wanted to give me a compensation of one hundred billion High-Grade Spirit Stones. If you can't produce it, not a single Cultivator above the Crossing Tribulation Realm in your Sect will live today!"

This wasn't the first time Song Zhao had heard such an outrageous number as one hundred billion High-Grade Spirit Stones, but last time, Fu Huaian was willing to compromise, and the Spirit Stones were saved!

Just half a year later, now not only could the Spirit Stones not be saved, but their Sect Master was also gone!

What a calamity!