467 Executing Haiyun (2/2)

Whoosh!

An arc of lightning sparked across his fingers, turning the blood contract into ashes.

First Elder and the others of the Broken Moon Clan revealed a joyful expression.

If the blood contract was destroyed, then the power of Heaven and Earth wouldn’t restrict them anymore.

On the contrary, True Lord Tiexiao’s face was grey, and cold sweat formed across his forehead.

The only thing he was valuable for had turned to nothing.

“You have ten breaths before I kill you.”

Zhao Feng was getting ready to kill True Lord Tiexiao when he suddenly remembered to squeeze out his last remaining value.

Ten breaths?

True Lord Tiexiao’s heart went cold and his breathing rate quickened.

He had clearly seen the flash of killing intent pass in Zhao Feng’s eyes, and he was certain that Zhao Feng would kill him without hesitation.

His instincts were correct. The number of True Lord Ranks that died in the Purple Saint Ruins due to Zhao Feng wasn’t low.

“Ten… nine… eight… seven…”

The entire Broken Moon Clan gaped at Zhao Feng deciding the life or death of a True Lord Rank.

True Lord Tiexiao’s thoughts spun before he gritted his teeth, “Wait!”

“Remember, you only have one chance.”

Zhao Feng smiled.

True Lord Tiexiao took a deep breath before taking out a blank blood contract from his interspatial ring.

“Great, you succeeded.”

Zhao Feng’s eyes lit up.

True Lord Tiexiao wasn’t surprised. No one could resist “controlling” another True Lord Rank, even if they had the ability to kill True Lord Ranks with ease.

A while later, Zhao Feng signed the blank blood contract with True Lord Tiexiao.

Both sides had to be willing for the blood contract to take effect.

The contents of the contract were as such:

True Lord Tiexiao was to be the protector of the Broken Moon Clan and couldn’t betray it, etcetera, while Zhao Feng had to promise not to purposely harm True Lord Tiexiao and even support the latter if needed.

After this blood contract was completed, Zhao Feng put it away.

True Lord Tiexiao’s heart was heavy. The chances of taking the blood contract back from Zhao Feng was very low. As time passed, the chances would become infinitely close to zero.

Zhao Feng was a prodigy that ruled across dozens of generations. His future couldn’t be estimated.

When True Lord Tiexiao signed the blood contract, Clan Master Haiyun and company’s hearts dropped.

“Zhao Feng… we can also sign a blood contract and be eternally loyal to you.”

The Regulations Elder chattered.

Shua!

Zhao Feng swiped his hand and a blade of wind and lightning chopped the Regulations Elder in two.

“You’re not worthy enough.”

A calm voice sounded across the Central Hall.

Clan Master Haiyun and company trembled with fear, and a couple even pissed their pants.

Zhao Feng’s eyes turned toward a figure that was silent, “Brother Bei Moi.”

“You can decide what you want to do with me, whether it be killing me or torturing me.”

Bei Moi’s face was bitter

“Brother Bei Moi, you know that I won’t kill you now, even though you betrayed Master back then.”

Zhao Feng said.

Bei Moi’s face froze. He had guessed that he might get to live due to the fact that he and Zhao Feng both once served the same Master.

“Of course, there’s a requirement.”

Zhao Feng’s words twisted.

“What requirement?”

Bei Moi let out a breath.

“I want you to kill Haiyun and take his head to Lord Guanjun and ask for his forgiveness.”

Zhao Feng spoke slowly.

“Zhao Feng… don’t be ridiculous!”

Clan Master Haiyun roared in hatred.

Pa!

He was about to go crazy, but he was quickly dazed by a cat paw.

Those from the Broken Moon Clan couldn’t help but be puzzled.

Why did Zhao Feng want Bei Moi to kill Haiyun instead of doing it himself?

However, those who knew more information guessed the reason.

Firstly, Bei Moi was Clan Master Haiyun’s most talented disciple, and it was a humiliation to die by the hand of his most hopeful disciple.

Secondly, this also regarded the enmity between Clan Master Haiyun and Lord Guanjun.

Haiyun once stole the woman that Lord Guanjun loved and humiliated him. Later on, he even took away Bei Moi.

Now, Zhao Feng’s requirement was for Bei Moi to kill Haiyun with his own hands and bring the head to Lord Guanjun.

This would solve everything. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

“Fine, I accept.”

Bei Moi took out a sword without hesitation and cut off Clan Master Haiyun’s head with a flash.

In terms of cultivation and strength, there wasn’t much of a difference between the two. However, Clan Master Haiyun had been stunned by the little thieving cat and was still dazed. Before he could react in time, his head had parted with his body.

Bei Moi was so quick and decisive that it seemed like he didn’t even think about it.