As everyone looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with surprise and suspicion, Wang Xiaoqiang turned his gaze to Li Yunqi.

Li Yunqi and the Heavenly Killing Ancestor were still engaged in combat. After several rounds, neither side had emerged victorious. Both were now exhausted, drenched in sweat, and had heavily depleted their spiritual power.

"Old fool, the Evil Immortal has been dealt with. Why don't you surrender quickly?" Li Yunqi shouted sternly.

Seeing that the two evil cultivators had been slain and several experts from the Wind Rain Pavilion surrounded him, the Heavenly Killing Ancestor realized that escape was impossible today.

Immediately, he swung his magic wand, repelling Li Yunqi, and retreated quickly, shouting, "I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"You are not an Evil Immortal; we will not kill you. The premise is that you must surrender." Li Yunqi's expression changed from a cold smile to a warm one, as gentle as the winter sun.

The Heavenly Killing Ancestor lowered his magic wand and raised his hands. "Alright, I surrender, I submit."

"Well, that's more like it. It would have saved me a lot of spiritual power if you had given in sooner." Li Yunqi said, lunging towards the Heavenly Killing Ancestor with an increasingly friendly smile.

Suddenly...

As Li Yunqi charged towards the Heavenly Killing Ancestor, his face suddenly changed. The warm smile turned cold and sinister, with a hint of satisfaction, and he suddenly attacked, thrusting his immortal sword into the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's chest.

With a splurt of blood, the sword pierced through the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's chest.

Blood gushed from the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's wound and mouth, and, because they were so close, it sprayed directly onto Li Yunqi.

Li Yunqi's face was bloodied, looking hideous and insidious. He wiped the blood off his face and sneered, "Not kill you? You're dreaming. You've made me waste a lot of spiritual power; not killing you wouldn't vent my hatred..."

Seeing this, everyone's expression changed. They hadn't expected Li Yunqi to be so insidious and ruthless. Although the Heavenly Killing Ancestor was wrong to collude with the Evil Immortal, if he confessed and submitted, the Wind Rain Pavilion would have spared his life. After all, he had important intelligence about the Evil Immortal. Morally and logically, Li Yunqi should not have killed him.

The Heavenly Killing Ancestor's face showed unwillingness, despair, and remorse, but all his emotions turned into anger, extreme anger. Then, with his last spiritual power, he took out his magic wand and struck it fiercely towards Li Yunqi's chest.

Li Yunqi, in his moment of triumph, didn't guard against the Heavenly Killing Ancestor and didn't expect him to make a last stand. Therefore, he had no defense, and his body was completely exposed, especially the vulnerable chest area.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded as the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's magic wand landed heavily on Li Yunqi's chest. The powerful impact sent him flying, his chest bones crunching, blood spurting from his mouth. His large body flew like a kite with a broken string.

In this confrontation, the Heavenly Killing Ancestor was doomed to die. Li Yunqi's fate was uncertain,

Everyone watched this scene, but no one moved to rescue Li Yunqi, nor did anyone capture the Heavenly Killing Ancestor, as capturing him or not had become meaningless. Once his body fell and his head was severed, it could be delivered to the Sect Leader Sir as evidence of accomplishment.

Wang Xiaoqiang, seeing this, didn't pay attention to Li Yunqi but flew towards the Heavenly Killing Ancestor. As the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's body fell, Wang Xiaoqiang caught him by the waist, staring intently into his soon-to-be dim eyes, demanding, "I want to know all the intelligence on the Evil Immortal."

The Heavenly Killing Ancestor shook his head with a cold smile, looking fierce, "No, never."

"If you don't speak, your family, friends, and favorite disciples will all be buried with you." Wang Xiaoqiang said coldly, showing a hint of viciousness.

The Heavenly Killing Ancestor's expression changed, then he shook his head in panic. "No, please, no..."

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Speak quickly, while you still have a breath."

The Heavenly Killing Ancestor hesitated no longer, immediately divulging to Wang Xiaoqiang a piece of critical information about the Evil Immortal. The magnitude of the information shocked Wang Xiaoqiang, who couldn't believe it. He said sternly, "Is this true? Don't deceive me..."

"A man's words are kind when he is about to die. I'm almost dead; why would I lie to you? Besides, I still have to think for my family, think..." The Heavenly Killing Ancestor couldn't finish his word "think" before his body convulsed and he died.

Wang Xiaoqiang released the Heavenly Killing Ancestor's body. As the body fell, Wang Xiaoqiang swung his sword swiftly, beheading the Heavenly Killing Ancestor.

Before the head could hit the ground, he kicked it into his Sumeru Ring.

Thus, the battle ended.

Two Evil Immortals and the Heavenly Killing Ancestor were all executed.

Of the ten assassins from the Wind Rain Pavilion in two groups, only two remained, and one was severely injured. Li Yunqi lay on the ground, his condition unknown.

In group one, despite some injuries, no one was killed.

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with some confusion. They hadn't heard his conversation with the Heavenly Killing Ancestor earlier, but they knew he was extracting intelligence from him.

Wang Xiaoqiang understood the crowd's doubts, but didn't elaborate. Instead, he flew down, using his divine sense to locate Li Yunqi.

Li Yunqi lay on the ground, blood constantly spewing from his mouth, his face ashen gray, in a state of near-death due to severe injuries.

As Wang Xiaoqiang landed beside Li Yunqi, the others gathered around as well. Seeing everyone approaching, Li Yunqi looked pleadingly, weakly saying through blood-flecked lips, "Save, save me..."

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Everyone, don't just stand there. If you have any healing pills, bring them out quickly."

No one moved after hearing this.

Clearly, no one wanted to save Li Yunqi, including the sole surviving assassin from group two.

It's understandable; with Li Yunqi being so domineering, deceitful, and ruthlessly cruel, no one wanted to save him.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought of the Blood Lotus, but he didn't take it out, as he also didn't want to save Li Yunqi, and said, "Since no one has healing medicine, take him back to the Wind Rain Pavilion for treatment."

Then he told the sole surviving assassin from group two, "Brother, since Li Yunqi is your leader, this important task falls to you. I hope you can take him back to the Wind Rain Pavilion safely..."

The assassin grimaced, "He's in such a state, exhausted beyond repair. Who can guarantee he will reach the Wind Rain Pavilion alive..."

"There's a saying, treat a dead horse like a living one. Since there's no medicine now, just take the dead horse as a living one. If he makes it back to the Wind Rain Pavilion alive, it's his fortune. If he dies, that's his fate, indicating his lifespan was up... You can't blame anyone." Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand.

Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang compare him to a "horse," Li Yunqi spat another mouthful of blood in anger.

"Hey, I'm just making a metaphor. What's got you so worked up? You're too petty." Wang Xiaoqiang gave Li Yunqi a side glance.

Li Yunqi spat another mouthful of blood in anger at these words. His face turned even paler, and his eyelids closed weakly, breathing faintly. Yet, he forced his eyes open, glaring venomously at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought this person must not be allowed to survive, for he would become a great threat in the future. Then, he further mocked, "Li Yunqi, I say you are narrow-minded, and you should accept it. If you could see the bigger picture, group two wouldn't have suffered such heavy casualties. At least Hu Li wouldn't have died. Hu Li was your woman, and yet you didn't care for her safety... No wonder only a woman as big and brainless as Hu Li would like you; intelligent women wouldn't dare to approach you..."

Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish, Li Yunqi spat another mouthful of blood, then glared at Wang Xiaoqiang with widening eyes before his pupils dilated, and he died stiffly.

"Leader, he... he's dead..." Long Mu exclaimed.

"Dead? Well, that proves his time was up, and no one can do anything about it, sigh..." Wang Xiaoqiang sighed and ordered, "Take off his storage ring, and we'll go back and report."

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