#585 - Children who can stand on their own

Chapter 585: The Children Who Can Stand Alone

While filled with grief and indignation, his divine sense had already swept over the youths surrounding him, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

How could this be!

These people were all immortal spiritual roots!

He was a little suspicious of whether he had seen it wrong.

His divine sense continued to spread, and he was immediately stunned.

Among the people besieging the Immortal Sect, more than half were actually immortal spiritual roots, and the number had already exceeded ten thousand!

A storm surged in his heart.

What exactly was wrong with this world?

The spiritual root talent that only existed in the classics was everywhere here!

However, the development of the situation did not allow him to think too much. Qin Qiming and Qin Qixian looked at each other and simultaneously sacrificed the ninth-order spiritual swords bestowed by Qin Changqing. Their bodies were bathed in sword light, and they charged towards the seriously injured Qingquan Zhenren from the left and right.

"No, I surrender—"

Qingquan Zhenren revealed a look of horror. At this moment, he was already covered in scars, and the spiritual power in his body had been scattered. For a time, he was unable to gather it all together, and he was somewhat exhausted in resisting the attacks of the two.

So many children with immortal spiritual roots had already aroused his strong curiosity.

Besides, this sudden and unfamiliar force was extremely powerful, and there was nothing shameful in surrendering to them.

However, faced with the surrender of this expert who had just entered the Mahayana stage, Qin Qiming and Qin Qixian ignored him, and the surging sword waves swept over like a tide.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of holding back at all, Qingquan Zhenren revealed a look of ferocity, knowing that if he did not resist, he would die. The faint golden light all over his body soared, and he did not hesitate to ignite his primordial spirit for a desperate fight.

However, a clear cry rang out, and Qingquan Zhenren only felt a stagnation in the space around him. His whole body was frozen in mid-air, and even the spiritual power surging in his body stopped operating. At this moment, the only thing that could operate was his thinking.

"Kill!"

The one who made the move was Qin Qipeng. A huge Kunpeng phantom rose behind him, and his eyes stared at Qingquan Zhenren.

Countless sword rains bombarded Qingquan Zhenren. Just as the sword rain hit his body, he had already escaped the shackles of space, but it was obviously too late.

Qingquan Zhenren let out a shrill and unwilling roar, and his entire body was instantly torn into countless pieces by the surging sword waves. Even his primordial spirit could not escape and turned into dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

A master who had just entered the Mahayana stage ultimately died on the spot with the cooperation of the children.

The children cheered.

Qin Changqing in the distance also showed a gratified smile.

Now, the children had finally grown to a level where they could stand alone, allowing him to truly rest assured.

At this moment, the Duxian Sect had been completely reduced to ruins. Mountains and rivers were broken, palaces collapsed, and the cracked earth was covered with broken limbs and arms, as well as fragments of various magic weapons scattered around.

The maritime forces that came to the Duxian Sect this time were all killed, and not a single survivor was left.

Seeing this scene, Xingye, Shangzhu Zhenren, and the other Duxian Sect disciples widened their eyes, their faces full of horror.

Too crazy!

These people were simply lunatics!

Xingye Zhenren swallowed and looked back at Ling Xuzi and the others who were slowly flying over. He chuckled and said, "Seniors, the matter is over. We have done what we should do. Can we leave now…"

Xiaoyaozi chuckled and said, "Okay, we'll send you on your way!"

As he said that, the spiritual light in his hand suddenly brightened, and a flying knife suddenly spurted out from his mouth. At the same time, Ling Xuzi and the others also sacrificed their magic weapons, covering the entire Duxian Sect.

Xingye, Shangzhu, and the others suddenly revealed looks of horror and roared, "You don't keep your word…"

Before he could finish speaking, he had been completely submerged by the tide of spiritual light, and he followed in the footsteps of the other immortal sects.

Retracting the flying knife, Xiaoyaozi smacked his lips and shook his head and sighed, "Don't keep your word? We never promised not to kill you. You just misunderstood!"

The battle was completely over, and the Sea Clan stared at the tragic battlefield for a long time without saying a word.

They really did not expect that the major immortal sects that had suppressed them at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, not daring to show their faces, would be so easily destroyed. Not only that, but it seemed that none of them had died, except for some who were injured!

Looking at Qin Changqing, who was standing in the air, hugging Lingxiao Xianzi, and looking calm, the Sea Clan could not help but shiver.

Too terrible!

In this level of battle, the leader and deputy leader of the Changqing Alliance did not even make a move!

Hai Junlan pursed her lips, then led her clansmen and flew up, coming to Qin Changqing and cupping her hands, saying, "Thank you, Alliance Leader and Deputy Alliance Leader, for your help, allowing my Sea Clan to escape from our predicament and see the light of day again!"

Qin Changqing smiled and waved his hand, "We are now one family, so there is no need to be polite. Now that I have cleared the maritime forces for you, from now on, this sea will be completely controlled by your Sea Clan!"

As soon as these words came out, the Sea Clan immediately revealed a look of ecstasy.

They were previously worried that the Changqing Alliance would go back on its word after destroying the maritime forces. Now it seemed that they had thought too much and were a little petty.

Indeed, with the strength of the Changqing Alliance, if they really had that kind of idea, they would not need to make promises to them in advance. With their strength displayed, the Sea Clan would have no room to resist.

Hai Junlan also breathed a sigh of relief, but her gaze could not help but sweep over Qin Qixian and the others who were cleaning up the battlefield, wondering what she was thinking.

So many cultivators died this time, and whether it was the storage rings or the fragments of magic weapons they left behind, they were all good things that could be taken back and remade.

Moreover, the corpses of the cultivators were also treasures. Apart from a few who were blasted into ashes, Chixinzi had already sacrificed the golden pagoda and taken the corpses on the scene into it for refinement.

In such a short period of time, the spiritual power of these cultivators had not completely dissipated. This pagoda could refine the lifelong cultivation of the dead cultivators into spiritual pills, especially those Mahayana stage cultivators, who were rare treasures. This could be regarded as maximizing the benefits of this war.

Sweeping across the battlefield below, Qin Changqing continued to order, "After this is over, you will go to help the Sea Clan pacify the other sea immortal islands, and then choose a location to establish the Changqing Hall and the Changqing Academy!"

This was what had to be done every time the territory was expanded.

Expanding the territory was not the purpose. The real purpose was to create a safe and comfortable cultivation environment for his children. This was what Qin Changqing really wanted.

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