King of Assassins

He wasn’t coveting the might of the Polar Star Divine Order, but he was extremely curious about the Power of the stars of the heavens, and equally curious about the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

Through the Polar Star Divine Order, Gao Xuan could catch a glimpse of the profound mysteries of the very highest Realm.

After weighing it over, Gao Xuan still chose to keep the Polar Star Divine Order. He didn’t dare put it in his sea of consciousness; if this thing suddenly went out of control, it would be a huge problem.

Placed within the Jun Heaven Star God Wheel, it was aligned with the Star Power anyway, so hiding the Polar Star Divine Order there was not difficult.

Once Gao Xuan had resolved the matter of the Polar Star Divine Order, his gaze turned toward Jin Xiang across from him.

With some curiosity he asked, "Are you going to avenge your master?"

Jin Xiang clenched her fists tightly, divine radiance flickering unsteadily in her eyes, but in the end she silently lowered her gaze, avoiding Gao Xuan’s eyes.

"I am not your match. To make a move would just be seeking my own death."

Jin Xiang pressed her palms together to Gao Xuan and said calmly, "Daoist Monarch, this is where we part."

Gao Xuan smiled. "You know when to advance and when to retreat, and you understand the greater trend. As expected of a reincarnated Powerhouse."

With a sweep of his sleeve he said, "I’m actually quite looking forward to meeting you again. I won’t see you off today."

Jin Xiang nodded. She stepped back two paces, and when she turned around, her figure had already vanished without a trace.

The many experts of the Ten Sufferings Sect all wore complicated expressions; Jin Xiang had actually just left like that.

What were they supposed to do?

The Ten Suffering Bodhisattva was said to have been sent to the Nirvana Realm; everyone knew the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva was as good as dead.

They were all Ten Suffering Disciples; whether out of the affection between master and Disciple, or to uphold the Sect’s order, they ought to seek revenge on Gao Xuan.

However, even with the Polar Star Monarch joining hands with the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva, they had been utterly defeated by Gao Xuan, and Jin Xiang had withdrawn without a fight—if they went up, they would just be throwing their lives away.

The Ten Suffering Bodhisattva had ten great disciples, and within the temple there were also the Four Great Dharma Protectors, plus seven Dharma Protector laymen, and so on.

The Ten Sufferings Sect had over thirty Earth Immortals in total, so the Ten Sufferings Sect had always been the foremost Buddhist Sect in this world.

At this moment in the Taiyi Hall, several Earth Immortals such as Yuan Xiang and Void Aspect were present. These Earth Immortals glanced at one another; none of them wanted to go up and die.

Just from Gao Xuan’s methods, it was clear that whoever dared strike at him would be dealt with mercilessly.

The Polar Star Monarch had knelt humbly on the ground to surrender, and still Gao Xuan had slapped him dead with a single ruler.

A dignified peerless powerhouse, dying in utterly humiliating fashion.

Yet they couldn’t simply turn around and leave; Yuan Xiang and the others couldn’t bring themselves to do it. After all, the Ten Sufferings Sect was a vast Sect. Now that something had happened to the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva, they had to hold up the facade even more; they could not just collapse like this.

For the moment, Yuan Xiang, Void Aspect, and the other Earth Immortals were caught between advancing and retreating.

In truth, at this time, no one was really paying attention to Yuan Xiang, Void Aspect, and the others.

The vast majority of Cultivators had not yet truly recovered from their shock.

The Polar Star Monarch, the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva—these two had been killed by Gao Xuan just like that. Moreover, from beginning to end Gao Xuan had acted with a light, almost casual air, never even exerting himself.

Judging from the scene, Gao Xuan had completely crushed the two peerless Earth Immortals.

To most Cultivators, the Polar Star Monarch and the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva were peerless powerhouses they could only look up to from afar, the sky‑supporting pillars of the Primordial Celestial Realm.

Their very existence represented the order of the Central Province, and represented the strongest Power there.

And yet, the result: the two powerhouses had just died like that.

Even if many Cultivators were harboring resentment toward these two, right now they still found it hard to accept this reality.

Many Cultivators were all pondering one question: from now on, was Gao Xuan going to become the master of the Central Province?

Gao Xuan was so vicious and ruthless—if he became the lord of the Central Province, what would they do?

At this moment, the many Earth Immortals were thinking about a great many things; the more they thought, the more lost and uneasy they became. Quite a few Earth Immortals turned their gazes toward Yuan Qinglian and the Earth Element Daoist Monarch.

In such a moment of crisis, only these two could possibly turn the tide.

The Disciples of the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect also noticed the pleading looks cast their way by the surrounding Cultivators.

The group of young Disciples were all somewhat ill at ease; they had no idea how to respond to such a situation.

Only Qin Feilian barely managed to remain calm; she urged the many Disciples not to panic.

Yue Honglian looked worriedly at her own master, Yuan Qinglian; she was now very afraid that Yuan Qinglian would go challenge Gao Xuan.

A quarter of an hour ago, Yue Honglian had still firmly believed her master was number one under heaven, invincible.

Having witnessed Gao Xuan’s battle with the Polar Star Monarch and the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva, that steadfast belief in Yue Honglian’s heart had been shattered.

No matter how strong Yuan Qinglian was, it was impossible for her to be stronger than the Polar Star Monarch and the Ten Suffering Bodhisattva put together.

What was more, the Polar Star Monarch had mobilized the Power of dozens of Demon Emperors. That awe‑inspiring might truly had the posture of overturning the entire Primordial Celestial Realm.

Even such Divine Power had been easily broken by Gao Xuan; Yue Honglian no longer knew if there was anyone in this world who could defeat Gao Xuan.

In any case, she did not want her master to go and fight Gao Xuan. Even if she won, so what? The consequences of losing were something they could not bear.

Most of Yuan Qinglian’s other Disciples shared this view, only no one dared to show it.

The more familiar one was with Yuan Qinglian, the clearer one knew how obstinate her nature was—she did whatever she decided to do, never listened to others’ persuasion, and even loathed being persuaded.

Feeling the concerned yet anxious gazes of her many Disciples, Yuan Qinglian smiled. "What’s there to be afraid of? The sky hasn’t fallen yet."

She truly didn’t fear Gao Xuan; she even felt a kind of itch in her heart, a boiling urge to make a move.

However, this Gao Xuan was too strong. Her chances of victory were extremely low.

It had been a very, very long time since she had encountered such a powerhouse; knowing that her odds were slim, Yuan Qinglian instead felt her fighting spirit surge.

Only, she was ultimately not alone; the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect had tens of thousands of Disciples. If she went to challenge him on a whim, she might well drag all of her Disciples to accompany her to the grave.

Yuan Qinglian herself was not afraid of death, but with such a rich legacy, she had inevitably developed some misgivings.

She herself knew that these misgivings were nothing but needless fretting. For a Sword Immortal, apart from the sword, there was nothing else.