Immortal of the Nine Realms

”Kill all of us?!”

”How can that be allowed?”

”We’re innocent, miss! We’re just ordinary cultivators of the Taicang Realm!”

”Exactly! No matter how fiercely your Fallen Alliance fights the Wandao Immortal Sect, what does that have to do with us!?”

”If you act like this, who would dare live under your rule in the future? We might as well all rebel!”

Mi Yu suddenly raised her hand. ”Uh... I’m from the Demonic Beast Race. I can’t be Wang Ye of the Enlightenment God Palace. I can wait for the next formation.”

As she spoke, she deliberately released a trace of demonic aura.

The cold woman glanced at her and said indifferently, ”So what if you’re from the demon race? Who can prove that Wang Ye isn’t one as well?”

Mi Yu was momentarily struck speechless.

An old man cupped his fist and spoke up. ”Miss, are you Yun Xiuxue, daughter of the God of War?”

”So she really is the War King’s daughter?”

”Only someone with her status and background could be so overbearing.”

Whispers spread through the crowd.

Yun Xiuxue said calmly, ”This matter has nothing to do with my father. This is between Wang Ye and me. I only have one younger brother, yet Wange Ye killed him. Even his soul cannot be located. You should be able to understand how I feel.”

Understand, your ass.

Many secretly cursed. They naturally didn’t dare say anything outwardly. Not only was Yun Xiuxue the God of War’s daughter, but she also had two Ancient Immortals accompanying her. No one would dare openly argue with her.

The old man bowed again. ”Miss Yun, I am Si Jianzhong, an elder of the Hundred Tribulations Sect from the Feiyu Constellation. My identity can be verified. I have multiple ways to prove I have no connection to Wang Ye, nor that I could be him. Please, Miss Yun, exercise your judgment.

”It’s understandable you’d want to catch Wang Ye, but there must be a proper way to go about it. If news of you slaughtering more than two thousand innocent people for the sake of catching one man spreads, who in the world will still accept the rule of the Fallen Alliance? So why don’t you allow everyone here to prove their identities? Those with verifiable proof may leave safely. Those who cannot prove their innocence can remain for interrogation. What do you think, Miss Yun?”

”Elder Si is absolutely right!”

”Yes, let’s follow Elder Si’s proposal!”

The crowd quickly echoed his words.

Yun Xiuxue let out a soft laugh and looked at Si Jianzhong calmly. ”You’ve said all that, how do you prove you’re not Wang Ye?”

Si Jianzhong froze. ”I’ve already proven I’m from the Hundred Tribulations Sect. Is that not enough?”

”No. Unless Wang Ye reveals himself, the rest of you are still suspects. Otherwise... any of you could be Wang Ye.”

She flicked her hand, and a stick of incense, thick as a baby’s arm, appeared out of thin air, lighting up.

”This incense will burn out in two hours. If I still haven’t seen Wang Ye by then, you will all accompany him on his journey.”

The crowd was both furious and terrified.

Her intentions were clear. She intended to force Wang Ye to reveal himself. Otherwise, not even an ant within the formation would escape being slaughtered. Such methods were unbearably tyrannical.

Before the rise of the Fallen Alliance, such a thing would never have happened so openly. If news of it spread, the consequences could prove disastrous.

Si Jianzhong’s expression was grave. ”We all come from different places and are hardly insignificant figures. We all have some backing. Have you considered the consequences of killing us all?”

”What consequences? I don’t care. I only care about Wang Ye.” Yun Xiuxue smiled. ”Even if my father personally punishes me afterward, that will be a matter for afterward. By then, all of you will already be dead. What would it have to do with you?”

At that moment, the talkative young man spoke up again. ”Wang Ye, you should just come out. There’s no reason for us to be buried with you.”

His gaze swept across the crowd, as did everyone else’s, trying to identify Wang Ye.

Seeing this, Yun Xiuxue suddenly laughed. ”Taiyi Immortal Sect, Xian Yueguan. Why pretend here?”

”Taiyi Immortal Sect!? The one from Fangcun Realm?!”

The crowd was shocked.

The young man cried out, looking around wildly. ”Who, who is Xian Yueguan!?”

After a moment, everyone noticed Yun Xiuxue’s gaze was fixed on the young man. Gradually, they all turned to look at him, expressions complicated.

Xian Yueguan sighed softly, then immediately removed his disguise. The gills by his ears opened and closed slightly. He looked at Yun Xiuxue and bitterly smiled. ”Who betrayed me? I thought I hid my identity quite well.”

”As I said, I came prepared,” Yun Xiuxue replied calmly.

Someone frowned and asked, ”If you know he’s from the Fangcun Realm, why not kill him?”

”Because this is my sincerity,” Yun Xiuxue said coldly. ”As long as Wang Ye steps forward, the dozens of core disciples from Fangcun Realm and Shenwang Realm can leave alive. Your missions and objectives have nothing to do with me. I only want Wang Ye.”

”Really? If Wang Ye appears, you won’t even kill me?” Xian Yueguan asked, his expression strange.

”I don’t care about you,” Yun Xiuxue said.

”Senior Brother Wang, then hurry up and show yourself! Go settle your grudge with Miss Yun, don’t drag the rest of us down!” Xian Yueguan immediately shouted.

Time passed, but no one stepped forward. The incense continued to burn.

Yun Xiuxue suddenly turned to a female cultivator and smiled. ”You are Ye Qingqiu of the Blood and Flesh Divine Palace.”

The woman’s face went rigid, her expression turning grim.

Xian Yueguan looked at her in surprise. Even he hadn’t known that she was Ye Qingqiu, yet Yun Xiuxue had identified her effortlessly. This proved she had come fully prepared. She wasn’t bluffing. This also meant that Wang Ye truly was among them.

The crowd’s expressions grew increasingly tense. They had initially thought she might be bluffing. Now it was clear, she was certain. If Wang Ye didn’t appear, she would truly kill them all.

Every short interval, Yun Xiuxue identified another person. By the time the incense had burned halfway, more than a dozen core disciples from Fangcun Realm and Shenwang Realm had been exposed.

They gathered together, their expressions cold as they stared at Yun Xiuxue and the two Ancient Immortals behind her.

As the deadline approached, someone finally snapped. ”You people from Fangcun Realm and Shenwang Realm, do you have nothing better to do? Why come meddling in the Taicang Realm? If not for you, this war might have ended long ago. We wouldn’t be trapped here today!”

At that moment, a figure stepped out from the crowd and looked calmly at Yun Xiuxue. ”Enough. This has nothing to do with them.”

”I am Wang Ye. But let me make one thing clear—your brother, Yun Xiujie, did not die at my hands. I’ve never even been to Lone Light Star.”