The Young Sword Master's hands shuddered in fear as he witnessed the scene. There wasn't a single one among them who wasn't a demigod yet he had actually deluded himself that he could suppress the Ji family with his strength alone. It was really very ignorant as well as funny, however, even when those group of demigods had acted together, they were as powerless as ants in front of Jiang Xiu.

"A God! He's really a God…"

To the side, Mu Jianping's eyes grew wide open. After the battle of Heaven's Gate, many people had said that Jiang Luoxia was a God, but Gods were legendary existences which the people had never seen, which had resulted in an argument. But after witnessing Jiang Xiu fly up then suppress an entire family with his power alone, he couldn't be surer of it as this strength couldn't be anything else than that of a god's.

According to the legends, the ability to fly was the sign of a God, this was true yet also couldn't act as an accurate means of verification. An even more precise way to determine whether someone was a God is the ability to use divine force to transform one's body into another matter - such as turning into mist. An example would be a person converting onto mist with ease then flying as they wished.

This was naturally feasible, but the issue was that it wasted a lot of divine force when one transformed into mist and flying would also consume divine force. Such a huge consumption would deplete the person of their divine force. Therefore, such a thing was only done when necessary, and they wouldn't fly for long durations too.

Yang Gods weren't like Yin Gods. After a Yin God gains divinity, they abandon their corporeal body and have the inherent ability to fly as they were such existences. It was pretty difficult for a Yang God to truly accomplish flying at the Low God stage.

This was the main reason Jiang Xiu had used the saber pill to pull himself up.

This was also why Jiang Xiu was so powerful!

Harmonizing the saber with divinity, using the supreme saber cultivation arts to draw the laws of the word and form a saber domain made of saber intent. The entire area filled with saber energies which ravaged everything in its wake. A saber light bolted ahead, and this radiating saber light was saber energy itself.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions occurred all around, the bricks on the floor flew out, and the cyan-colored dragon obelisk was chopped in half. The tiles were a wreck as well. Wherever the saber light passed by, the place was left completely devastated. Its strength was even more powerful than hot weapons like bombs.

Some of the Ji family's disciples were killed by the saber energy, their limbs flying up in the sky and body blown to pieces.

A massacre!

No, it was a Heavenly Punishment!

"Is he… even human?" All the people witnessing this were dumbstruck, utterly stupefied. There was no doubt they were shocked and by the time the saber light was done, all they could see was a 400-500 m long scar, making it seem as if an ancient god wielding a divine blade had chopped the Ji family's majestic palace into two halves.

The disintegrated tiles from the top of the palace kept falling from time to time, and a long gulch had been created on the floor…

"Heavens!"

Lin Mi covered her mouth in shock, her eyes almost popping out. Her legs felt weak, and finally, she was overcome ravaging powerlessness as she dropped to the ground on her butt.

This seemingly heavenly saber had stabbed into the Ji family's heart and thoroughly destroyed their life.

"Good…"

The people from the four great families of Huabei were very shocked and also jubilant in their hearts.

The Ji family had killed so many of their people and had finally suffered an even more cruel massacre. Recalling how they had murdered their relatives sadistically; this kind of result gave them immeasurable delight. It was too delightful.

Ji family, you've finally suffered retribution!

The entire place reeked of blood.

"One Saber to Exterminate a Family!"

Jiang Xiu had already rushed into the main hall, and after he passes through it, he saw a platform at the end which was burning in flames. Before, he could still hear Xie Ting's screams in his mind, but now, he couldn't hear any voices. He felt an intense restlessness in his heart.

Is it too late?

As Jiang Xiu neared the platform, cold fumes assailed his face. He blew at the fire, and the flames died down. His sight fell on the burnt body in the middle of the platform.

"Xie… Ting…"

Jiang Xiu's pupils expanded, and his eyes turned pitch black. The body was completely lifeless. In the end, he was too late.

"This is my responsibility!"

Jiang Xiu recalled what happened at the ancient city. It was him who had pulled up Xie Ting from underwater back then and what happened today was an effect of his actions.

He knew this absolutely wasn't retaliation. If it were retaliation, Xie Ting would've died at the Xie family, and Xie Sanxian would've also died. Xie Ting's death was definitely related to the descent of the Holy Woman.

"Look at that…"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiu raised his head up. The sky had turned bright already, and a huge face made of mist appeared in the cloud-filled sky.

"It… looks like a woman's face!"

"Is it a Goddess?"

The face became increasingly vivid. She wore a royal hair ornament, and her delicate face looked pure and holy. She had a striking resemblance to the dead Xie Ting.

Jiang Xie felt like she was gazing at him with an enchanting smile on her face. This smile made him feel a lot better, making him subconsciously extend his hand towards her.

Are you dead? Or not? Or was your soul able to escape?

Since it was the Holy Woman, Jiang Xiu believed she ought to have had this kind of power, but this didn't seem like soul power but instead felt like a lingering regret.

"How can I help you?"

Jiang Xiu's voice traveled across to her.

The smile on the face made of clouds gradually vanished. Jiang Xiu didn't hear any voice, so he immediately closed his eyes yet he still couldn't hear anything. When his opened his eyes again, that cloud face seemed to have lost power and slowly began to turn fuzzy until only an outline of her face remained. Her beautiful smile was gone forever.

Dead?

"Late by just a moment… just a moment…"

If it weren't for those few little tramps delaying him, if it weren't for that bullshit Zhuge Tao holding him up at the village, he could've rescued Xie Ting!

Killing intent rushed out of Jiang Xiu's eyes as he furiously turned around towards the Young Sword Master.

"W-What are you planning to do?"

The Young Sword Master was frightened by Jiang Xiu's terrifying expression. He had realized that his men had delayed Jiang Xiu which had caused him to be late and resulted in the person who he wanted to save burning to death.

"Jiang Luoxia. You're quite strong, that's for sure, but my Sword Palace isn't weak at all. I'm Si Wuxie's son!"

The desire to commit murder in Jiang Xiu's eyes rose up another notch.

"Didn't you chase me to the Ji family so that you can kill me?"

Before this, the Young Sword Master had really wanted to kill Jiang Xiu, but he couldn't kill jack-shit now! You're motherfucking Jiang Luoxia! Do you think I have a death wish that I'd try killing?

"It was a misunderstanding…"

"A misunderstanding? Everyone here witnessed the end of those insects who wished to take my life just now. You ought to know what kind of person, I, Jiang Luoxia, am…"

"Jiang Luoxia, if you dare to even touch a hair on my head, my ancestor will kill you gruesomely even if he has to pay a great price for it."

"I'll be blunt with you. My ancestor was already a God before WWII."

"You say too much nonsense."

The people who had followed after the Young Sword Master were all shivering with cold. They looked at Jiang Xiu in alarm as he slowly raised his right hand. His hand seemed to be covered by an image of a formless saber which was issuing a high-pitched cry.

"Jiang Luoxia, do you really dare to attack me? Aren't you afraid of my ancestor's revenge?"

The Young Sword Master quivered.

A bright, silvery saber dropping from the sky responded to him.

Teaarrrr!

It seemed as if the air had been ripped apart and even before the saber light had reached him, the Young Sword Master had already begun to feel a powerful pressure which almost squashed him. The land beside him had already caved in with a loud sound. At this moment, a golden light rushed out from the top of his head and soared to the sky. A vague, immoral elderly man with his hands behind him appeared in the void. He slowly turned back, and at that moment, it was as if an ancient deity was looking down on the mortal world - such were those dazzling pair of eyes.

"Ancestor!"

The Young Sword Master was surprised and began to kowtow along with his subordinates.

Jiang Xiu, however, just spoke softly, "Behead!"

"Wait a moment!"

The saber light directly hacked down without pause and penetrated the Young Sword Master's body. At the moment his body dropped to the ground, his eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief. He just couldn't believe that Jiang Xiu would've dared to kill him in front of his ancestor.

"NOOO!"

The elderly man cried out loudly and that image of his flickered violently before disappearing. This was a protection spell placed on the Young Sword Master's body. Jiang Xiu could only kill the Young Sword Master after beheading the protection spell on the Young Sword Master.

"Aaaaahhh?!!"

The aides of the Young Sword Master were utterly terror-stricken. They immediately turned around and fled.

The family heads of Huabei's four great families and their disciples were very alarmed and rushed to kneel.

"We pay respects to Mr. Jiang. Thank you for eradicating the Ji family for us four families of Huabei and bringing light to Huabei."

"We hope to serve you to express our deep gratitude up to our deaths!"

Jiang Xiu stood there with his hands behind him. The underworld of Huabei had now fallen under his banner with this.

To the side, Lin Mi had a lifeless look in her eyes while her body trembled slightly.