Dual Cultivation God Returns

645  The Final Reckoning

The 'Sword God' turned an intense stare to the God of Slaughter, his expression no longer appearing as aloof and above the current situation as he could hear the confused murmurs rising among the people on the shore, and the shudders going through the three remaining people behind him.

The absolute and unwavering confidence of every member of his Sect to this point, was now starting to falter.

His eyes narrowed, as he struggled to comprehend what happened, as the words of his Disciple, 'it was as if my sword did not dare to go against higher authority' came to his mind, the feeling of his Sword Intent unable to manifest still vivid in his mind.

In a comparable example, it was as if a formless matter existing in the atmosphere that was supposed to coagulate into being by gathering all of its mass into one place was prevented from doing so not by some obstacle or outside interference, but by some of the mass that made up this formless matter becoming paralyzed, thus preventing the whole structure from working correctly.

"Still not using your Sword Domain...? Fine...", the God of Slaughter did not give him much time to ponder though, as emotionless words rang out and cold eyes turned to the female Ancestor.

"Stop!!!", the 'Sword God' desperately tried to cut the Sword Qi sent with Slaughter God's Sword Intent by applying massive amounts of his own Sword Qi, but the result was not different than previously for the one targeted.

"Khh!!!", he clenched and grinded his teeth as a body split and fell down to the side and behind him.

"S-Sect Master...", the only remaining Mortal Transcendece Realm Grand Elder turned to the 'Sword God' with a slightly trembling voice. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Shut up! I know!!!", the Sect Master of the Cloud Piercing Sect shouted completely losing his previous aloof demeanor and turning an enraged look toward the God of Slaughter, proceeding to shout, "You want to see my Sword Domain?! Fine! You asked for it! Don't cry about it later on!!!"

The 'Sword God' tightly gripped his sword and a sphere of discoloration spread from him, as cheers resounded on the shore, while those on the ship revealed looks of genuine surprise. The sphere grew to massive sizes, enveloping the ship as well as it was apparent that the Sect Master planned to have 'an eye for an eye' revenge.

"Haa~... so it was this after all..."

However, a calm and somewhat detached voice full of disappointment and even lament, could clearly be heard from within the discolored sphere even as it was spoken in a low voice.

A flash of discolored light, and the sphere split vertically in half under the eyes of the cheering crowd that froze in a stupefied state, their skulls growing numb from the sight.

"H-how...?"

The 'Sword God' floated in midair amid the two disforming halves of dissipating grayish sphere, his round eyes full of disbelief. His pale trembling lips whispered his question as if on their own, as it sounded even somewhat innocent.

"A half-step Sword Domain, with Illusion Arts and a gaseous Poison to make it seem like a real one... is that what you call your Sword Domain? Is that what made you confident enough to call yourself Sword God?", God of Slaughter's voice revealed an upset note at the end. He could feel the boiling rage of Ye Ling behind him as well.

The man called 'Sword God' shuddered from that voice. Fear gripping his very being as the sword pointed toward the women on board of the ship below started trembling and then fell from his hand, disappearing into the sea.

"But... you did reach half-step. You had the potential. If only you did not foil it by taking a shortcut...", suddenly, the rage in Wu Long's demeanor completely subsided, his voice emotionless and straight, as he instantly took control of himself, and then he asked in the same tone, "Do you wish to see the real Sword Domain?"

The Sect Master of the Cloud Piercing Sect froze, and then gulped.

Something within him clicked and changed, as his eyes revealed a light that made Ye Ling's rage dissipate as well.

The man nodded, and Wu Long nodded as well, as a new sphere of discoloration grew this time from Wu Long's position.

And then it disappeared, revealing the 'Sword God' with a blade of a sword going through his chest, looking in a daze at Wu Long who held that sword.

"I... see...", the Sect Master of the Cloud Piercing Sect spoke with a look of enlightenment, and then that look froze on his face, as his lifeless body was let to fall while a Spatial Ring from his finger went into Wu Long's hand. His gaze then turned to the Grand Elder and Sect Ancestor, as well as circled the stupefied crowd standing on the stone platforms all across the shore.

"From this moment on, the Cloud Piercing Sect is no more. All of its Disciples, Sect Retainers, Sect Protectors and Elders are free to leave, while those in positions of Grand Elders and higher will answer to the Frozen Garden Palace who will also act on behalf of the Brilliant Sun Temple", he calmly proclaimed as a shudder went through the crowd.

"E-even if you are strong... do you really intend to challenge an entire Sect? Even if you have the Ship and some helpers...", the Sect Ancestor exclaimed pointing his trembling finger.

"I wouldn't mind doing it on my own, but if you have the will to resist the disbandment, the one to 'persuade' you will not be me", Wu Long chuckled, and the eyes of every remaining living member of the Cloud Piercing Sect gradually widened as they struggled to process what they were seeing.

"Hiieeee~k!!!", the Grand Elder in front of Wu Long outright shrieked in horror while the Sect Ancestor mumbled "I-Imposssible...! H-how can that be...?"

Nearly a thousand women floated up into the sky releasing pressure of Mortal Transcendence Realm cultivators.

*Buzz!*

And then a buzzing sound resounded from behind the two as they turned to see the Sect Protective Formation surrounded by array discs with glowing patterns, disable the protective shield and instead activate the Killing Arrays, targeting the inside of the Sect.

At this point, the Sect Members on the ground were completely swallowed by fear and despair. They could not believe that their high and mighty Sect was falling just like this.

Just half an hour ago they were part of the mightiest Sect on all Three continents, and now they were nobody.

Some Disciples standing to the back already started to run at this point.

"Y-You cannot do this!!! D-do you even know who is behind our Sect!!!", the Sect Ancestor then switched arguments, turning back to Wu Long as he realized the whole gravity of the situation.

"T-there is a reason we don't fear asking even Bahshi Assassins to give us explanation! You are in deep trouble now!", the Grand Elder next to him also hurriedly added, grasping to the straw of salvation that he completely forgot about in this madness.

"Ah~... you talking about the guy who had this one?", Wu Long shrugged, taking out a large blood-red saber and showing it to the two.

""B-blood D-drinker?!?!"", both of them exclaimed with round eyes, recognizing the weapon.

"L-Lord Blood Demon... is dead...?!", the Grand Elder spoke looking as if his soul was sucked out of him.

"I-Impossible! T-th-tha-thaa- that man is a T-Transcendent!!!", the old Sect Ancestor beside him shouted with a breaking into shrill scream voice, full of disbelief and bewilderment.

"You can believe whatever you want", Wu Long shrugged his shoulders as the ladies of the Frozen Garden Palace started to apprehend every person in this Sect who had the voting power to go against the Frozen Garden Palace and the Brilliant Sun Temple.

Kwon Qianhong, amplifying his voice with talismans made sure to add that those fleeing the Sect were not allowed to take any Sect property, and could only leave with what they had on their person at that time. This marked the final reckoning of everyone involved in conflicts of the Azure Eagle Continent. There were two surviving Transcendents of Gu Zhen's allies a bit to the West of this continent, but it was now a matter of pursuing remnants in hiding, which in Wu Long's mind included them into the same category as individual Lust Cultivators scattered across the Three Continents after the fall of the main Sects.