"So the rumors are true — Half-Step True Immortal really was killed by the Ghost Fiend Old Demon?" Those words from the elderly man left everyone even more shaken, though suspicion still lingered in their hearts.
Involuntarily, all eyes turned toward the Ghost Fiend Old Demon. After all, he was the one who could confirm the answer — he was, after all, one of the central figures in the matter.
And when they looked, they were startled to discover that the Ghost Fiend Old Demon had no intention of attacking them immediately. On the contrary, it seemed as though he had deliberately allowed the elderly man to finish speaking.
"The course of events was indeed as described."
"Half-Step True Immortal was far too arrogant. He believed that as a fellow peak Martial Ancestor, he would surely be able to defeat me."
"But he never imagined that I had long since mastered this Ancestral Forbidden Martial Skill. So… a hundred years ago, Half-Step True Immortal was already killed by my hand."
Sure enough, facing the crowd's desperate hunger for answers, a smug smile spread across the Ghost Fiend Old Demon's face.
As he spoke, his palm swept across his Universe Bag, and a silver longsword appeared in his hand.
The moment that silver longsword emerged, a vast and overwhelming aura surged forth once more — it was yet another Ancestral Weapon.
"Heavens — isn't that… Half-Step True Immortal's Ancestral Weapon, the Demon-Subduing Silver Serpent Sword?"
"The Ghost Fiend Old Demon really did kill Half-Step True Immortal! Lord Half-Step True Immortal is truly dead!!!"
If it had been only the Ghost Fiend Old Demon's own word, many would still have refused to believe it. But once he produced Half-Step True Immortal's Ancestral Weapon, nearly everyone was convinced.
After all, that was Half-Step True Immortal's Ancestral Weapon — a treasure he never parted with. Unless he was dead, this half-complete Ancestral Weapon could never have ended up in someone else's hands, let alone in the hands of the Ghost Fiend Old Demon.
And the moment the realization sank in that Half-Step True Immortal was dead, many faces were overtaken by sorrow. After all, he had been one of the very few in the Hundred Refinements Half-step Realm who was willing to stand up for the weak against the powerful and uphold justice.
But even as grief set in, fear and dread quickly replaced it. If even the legendary Half-Step True Immortal had fallen to the Ghost Fiend Old Demon, then today, it was unlikely that even
Half-Step True Immortal had been hailed as the strongest cultivator beneath the True Immortal level in the entire Hundred Refinements Half-step Realm.
If even he was no match for the Ghost Fiend Old Demon, then surely no one below the True Immortal realm could hope to defeat him.
"Heh heh…" Seeing the crowd gripped by terror, the Ghost Fiend Old Demon let out a string of cold laughs.
"I've changed my mind. Now… all you need to do is kneel, admit your mistakes, and shout that Half-Step True Immortal deserved to die — and I'll spare your lives," the Ghost Fiend Old Demon said flatly.
"Truly?" The moment those words left his mouth, someone immediately spoke up.
At the same time, a glimmer of light sparked in many people's eyes — like a ray of hope for survival glimpsed in the face of certain death.
"Of course it's true. I have always kept my word," the Ghost Fiend Old Demon replied with a sinister grin.
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No sooner had the Ghost Fiend Old Demon finished speaking than people began dropping to their knees, and the number only grew.
"Everyone, don't kneel before such a despicable person! I, Chu Feng, can guarantee that none of you will die!" Chu Feng hurriedly called out.
"What? You can guarantee we won't die? You — a mere fifth-grade Half Ancestor — what gives you the right to protect us? If not for that formation, forget Lord Ghost Fiend — even Soul Refinement would have killed you multiple times over!" someone shot back.
"Please, everyone — trust me," Chu Feng said.