Chapter 4819
“Grand Elder!”
The Tang Sect disciples cried out in alarm, rushing forward to help, but Kai’s cold gaze swept over them.
“This is a one-on-one battle. If any of you dare to interfere… you die.”
With a single sentence, an invisible pressure descended upon them, making them hesitate, their bodies frozen in place.
The Tang Sect’s Grand Elder struggled to his feet, his expression a mix of fear and unwillingness.
He couldn’t believe it—a fourth-grade Immortal Realm cultivator, forced to this state by a third-grade Mahayana junior.
And the worst part? His opponent hadn’t even used his sword. A grave miscalculation.
But now, there was no turning back.
“The third move… you must take it!”
Kai’s voice echoed as he suddenly appeared in front of the Grand Elder like a ghost.
For the first time, a flicker of despair flashed in the Grand Elder’s eyes. He knew—this time, he had to go all out.
His gaze turned ruthless.
“I won’t die!”
Biting his tongue, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his hands forming seals at lightning speed as he murmured:
“Tang Sect Forbidden Art—Ten Thousand Butterflies Devouring Souls!”
In an instant, countless black butterflies erupted from his body, each carrying an aura of death. They swarmed around him, corroding even the air itself, producing an eerie sizzling sound.
Kai sneered. It was clear the Grand Elder intended to use the butterflies to corrode his attacks.
But he wasn’t that foolish.
Just as his fist was about to land, a flash of steel split the air.
The Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly appeared—piercing straight through the Grand Elder’s body.
At the same time, the swarm of black butterflies was obliterated by the sword’s energy, vanishing into nothingness.
“You… you…”
The Grand Elder’s eyes widened in shock, blood spilling from his mouth. His face twisted in fury and disbelief.
“You broke your word!”
They had agreed—no swords. He had even allowed Kai three free moves.
And yet, on the third move, Kai used the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Shameless!
If he had known, he wouldn’t have hesitated—he would have unleashed the full force of his Ten Thousand Butterflies Devouring Souls to consume Kai whole!
Kai slowly withdrew his sword, gazing at the fallen Grand Elder with an indifferent expression.
“My apologies,” he said flatly. “I didn’t keep my word. I’m truly sorry. I apologize.”
Kai apologized to the Tang Clan’s Great Elder, his expression genuinely sincere.
The Great Elder glared at him, his face twisted with rage as if he wanted to tear Kai apart.
But he couldn’t.
His body swayed before slowly collapsing, and with his final breath, he was gone.
The Tang Clan’s Great Elder was dead.
He had been slain by Kai’s sword.
“Great Elder!”
The Tang Clan members rushed to his fallen body, their faces filled with shock and grief.
“Kai, you shameless liar! You broke your word!”
Qian Xiaohan trembled with fury, pointing at Kai as he shouted in rage.
Kai sighed, spreading his hands helplessly.
“Didn’t I apologize? I truly am sorry—I just couldn’t help myself.”
“How about we fight again? This time, I swear I won’t use my sword.”
Qian Xiaohan shook with anger.
“Shameless! He’s already dead! What’s the use of apologizing?”
Kai smirked.
“Well… I could bring him back.”
Qian Xiaohan froze, his expression shifting from fury to disbelief.
“What? You… you can revive the dead?”
“It’s simple.”
Kai slowly raised his hand, and a scorching flame flickered to life in his palm.
The crowd gasped, their eyes locked onto him in stunned silence.
No one had ever seen someone kill a man and then claim they could bring him back.
Even Ming Shao, watching from the tavern, was intrigued. He leaped out of the window and landed among the crowd, eyes fixed on Kai.
At that moment, every gaze was focused on him.