Chapter 567: Speculations
Wind carrying a heavy blood-scent swept through the entire plaza.
Those who had just pulled themselves back from the edge of life and death were first in a silence like death, then one long exhale after another rang out in succession.
No one spared a second glance at that headless corpse. What was far more prevalent was an irrepressible sense of having settled a score long overdue.
Feng Shuofang loosened the hand gripping his long spear.
Zhao Yanlie of the Purple Sun Upper Sect even spat a mouthful of bloody saliva, the viciousness in his eyes dissipating considerably, and muttered quietly, "Deserved to die."
Shi Xiangyang of the Mystic Heaven Upper Sect returned his bloodied long sword to its sheath and shook his head.
Just then, Siqí walked slowly forward.
His grey robe billowed in the night wind. This Sword Dao Grandmaster who had just held back two Ninth Revolution Night Sovereigns single-handedly had withdrawn every trace of the sharp sword energy from around his body.
He stood before the jade platform, his gaze sweeping slowly across the entire assembly, cupping his fists in every direction. "Today's events arose entirely because of my Cloudwater Upper Sect's failure of vigilance within our own gates, giving rise to a traitor like Jiang Shangui who murdered his superior and betrayed his origins. This brought all of you fellow cultivators into a life-or-death trap, resulted in the loss of fellow sect members, and for all of this, the Cloudwater Upper Sect cannot escape responsibility."