Chapter 4806
Qianmen!
In the grand hall, the sect leader, Qian Xiaohan, had arrived in person. Every member of Qianmen had gathered, their expressions tense.
“The Third Elder is dead—slain by a single sword strike,” Qian Xiaohan announced slowly.
“What?!”
Shock rippled through the hall.
“The Third Elder was a third-grade Immortal and a master of deduction. How could he be killed so easily?”
“That’s impossible! We all know the Third Elder’s strength!”
“Wasn’t he in the Land of No-Deal? Who would dare provoke Qianmen there?”
The disbelief in the room was palpable.
At that moment, an elder stepped forward and asked, “Master, was this information reported by someone, or did you deduce it yourself?”
“News will arrive shortly…” Qian Xiaohan replied.
Just then, a Qianmen disciple rushed in, panting.
“Master, the Third Elder was killed in Daomen within the Land of No-Deal. He was struck down with a single sword and reduced to pulp—his body was completely obliterated!”
A stunned silence filled the room before an uproar erupted.
Boom!
The entire hall was in shock as everyone jumped to their feet.
“Who did this?”
“Who could possibly turn the Third Elder into nothing but pulp with a single strike?”
“This is absurd! There are fewer than ten people in the entire Tianren Realm capable of such a feat!”
The disbelief was overwhelming.
The reporting disciple hesitated before saying, “It was a man named Kai who killed the Third Elder.”
“Kai?” Everyone furrowed their brows in thought.
“I remember now! The Huo family put a bounty of 200,000 immortal stones on him. Anyone worth that much must be incredibly strong!”
Someone in the crowd made the connection.
“But… Kai is only at the third level of the Mahayana Realm!” the reporting disciple added.
“Nonsense!” The elder’s voice thundered in anger. “A mere third-level Mahayana cultivator taking down the Third Elder with a single sword? Impossible!”
The disciple trembled but stood his ground. “Elder, it’s true. Kai is indeed at the third level of the Mahayana Realm. I wouldn’t dare fabricate such a thing!”
A heavy silence fell over the room.
No one could comprehend how a Mahayana cultivator could kill an Immortal Realm expert so effortlessly.
“You may go.” Qian Xiaohan waved his hand, dismissing the disciple.
Still in disbelief, the elder turned to Qian Xiaohan. “Master, do you truly believe a third-level Mahayana cultivator could defeat the Third Elder with one sword?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Qian Xiaohan said flatly. “It is fact.”
With a wave of his hand, a glowing halo materialized before the crowd. Within it, the scene of Kai striking down the Third Elder unfolded.
The entire hall fell into stunned silence.
Kai’s sword strike appeared unremarkable—slow, even.
Yet, the Third Elder made no attempt to dodge. His eyes held nothing but sheer terror.
“This… How is this possible? Is Kai a demon?” The elder muttered in disbelief.
Qian Xiaohan turned to him. “Elder, now do you believe that a third-grade Mahayana cultivator killed a third-grade Immortal with a single sword?”
The elder hesitated, then finally nodded. “The evidence is undeniable, but… this is beyond comprehension.”
“I don’t believe it.”
Qian Xiaohan’s words startled everyone. Confusion spread across the room.
“Master, why do you suddenly say that?” someone asked.
Qian Xiaohan’s sharp gaze swept across the room. “Did none of you notice? When Kai struck, there was a subtle shift in his aura.”
The crowd scrutinized the image, but one by one, they shook their heads. A recording could not capture the essence of a presence felt in person.