The Iron Sword Sect's Sect Martial Realm powerhouses totaled only about a dozen people.
Among them, the most formidable was the Sect Master, who was at the Sect Martial Third Realm.
However, Zhao Letian had in his hands an entire thirty Sect Martial Realm Snow Wolves.
Apart from the leading Snow Wolf King, among the wolf pack, there were also over a dozen Snow Wolves at the Sect Martial Second Realm. Naturally, dealing with the Sect Martial Realm experts of the Iron Sword Sect was a piece of cake, easily captured.
It didn't take long for all the Iron Sword Sect powerhouses, including Zhao Lingfeng's master, who charged in, to meet their tragic death at the hands of the Snow Wolf pack. Furthermore, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect within the great hall did not escape, all falling.
In the end, only the Iron Sword Sect Master remained, still bitterly fighting against the Snow Wolf King.
The Iron Sword Sect Master was no ordinary individual, very mighty in strength, and could be deemed a Sword Cultivation Master. Even demon beasts at the True Martial Fourth Realm had been slain by him stepping beyond his level.
Unfortunately, today he was up against, from the grasslands, the nobly-blooded Snow Wolf King whose strength surpassed his, continuously suppressing him in battle.
However, it wasn't an easy feat for the Snow Wolf King to kill him.
"Not good, let's go."
Seeing that the Snow Wolf pack summoned by Zhao Letian had killed all the high-ranking combatants of the Iron Sword Sect, the Iron Sword Sect Master couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling, and he turned to flee.
He knew that if this group of Snow Wolves joined forces against him, it would spell disaster for him.
"Thinking of leaving? Too late."
But just at that moment, as Zhao Letian let out a stern shout, a powerful Array Formation Light Shield suddenly rose around, enveloping the entire great hall.
It turned out that, while the Snow Wolf pack and the Iron Sword Sect's powerhouses were battling, Zhao Letian had already stealthily inscribed various Array Path Runes around the great hall.
"A second-level Array? Damn it, break for me."
The Iron Sword Sect Master, both shocked and enraged, swung his sword finger, stabbing towards that Array Formation Light Shield.
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An explosion sounded, the Iron Sword Sect Master's attack power was extremely terrifying, directly blasting through the second-level Array laid out by Zhao Letian casually.
However, taking advantage of the moment he made his move, the Snow Wolf King behind him had already caught up, opening its gaping maw and biting down on his body, flinging him backwards.
"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!..."
Simultaneously, the wolves that followed swarmed towards the Iron Sword Sect Master with howls, their sharp claws and teeth frantically tearing at his body.
"No! I refuse to accept this..."
The Iron Sword Sect Master let out a series of piercing screams, the sound growing fainter and soon became barely audible.
Moments later, as the Snow Wolf pack dispersed, on the ground there remained no traces of the Iron Sword Sect Master's bones, only a pitch-black, shiny storage ring.
A sect leader, thus perished.
Zhao Letian waved his hand, gathering not only the Iron Sword Sect Master's, but also the other people's Storage Rings and at the same time collected the Snow Wolf pack into the Spiritual Beast Bag.
"From this day forth, there is no more Iron Sword Sect in the world. Whoever dares to claim to be from the Iron Sword Sect from now on, shall be shown no mercy, be gone."
After confirming there were no oversights, Zhao Letian gathered his True Yuan Power, his cold voice, like a great bell, resonating and rolling across Iron Sword Sect's many peaks.
Hearing Zhao Letian's voice, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect scattered in various locations, as well as those who were about to rush over for support, all were terrified. Their faces changed dramatically, and they fearfully looked towards the direction of the Main Peak.
Zhao Letian dared to utter such arrogant words atop the main peak of the Iron Sword Sect, indicating the likelihood that both the Iron Sword Sect Master and the high-ranking powerhouses of the Iron Sword Sect had met with misfortune.
Having realized this, the people of the Iron Sword Sect dared not hesitate any longer. They each mounted their Spiritual Artifacts, transforming into streaks of light, swiftly fleeing from the various peaks of the Iron Sword Sect, weaving through the clouds and mist to escape to the distance.
Before long, the vast sect had become completely deserted.
Prior to this, no one had imagined that the Iron Sword Sect, a powerhouse in its own right, would eventually fall at the hands of a mere youth at the True Martial Seventh Realm.
However, such events are not uncommon in the Martial Arts World. Many sects far stronger than the Iron Sword Sect have been exterminated overnight for having offended a much more formidable being.
In comparison, Zhao Letian had only killed the top powerhouses of the Iron Sword Sect and did not trouble the low-ranking disciples, nor did he go to the extent of a complete massacre—this was already quite merciful.
After confirming that the people of the Iron Sword Sect had left, Zhao Letian did not immediately depart. Instead, he sat down in meditation, swallowed a Healing Pill, and began to regulate his breath right there.
Taking the Iron Sword Sect Master's full-strength strike had seriously injured him, and he needed to heal quickly in order to continue with his revenge plan.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Letian once again transformed into an astonishingly fast sword light, leaving the Iron Sword Sect and heading straight for the distant Ba Dao Manor.
Ba Dao Manor was built on the mountainside of a towering green mountain, with a large river winding by its front, truly a place settled between mountain and river, on a feng shui treasure land.
That day, Ba Dao Manor was bustling with excitement, as it was the Manor Master's 500th birthday, with heroes from all around coming to offer their congratulations.
"Having all of you distinguished guests here today brightens our Ba Dao Manor greatly. This old man will drink first as a sign of respect; please feel free to follow."
In the resplendent grand hall, an old man dressed in a black robe, his face aglow with health, lifted a jug of wine, looked around at the guests, and spoke out loud.
"Here's to the Manor Master's everlasting longevity."
The guests did not dare show any negligence, each raising their wine cups and lifting them towards the Manor Master of Ba Dao Manor.
At that moment, a gigantic sword glow over ten zhang in length suddenly slashed from the sky, bringing with it powerful elements of Thunder Arc, Wind Blade, and the force of fierce flames. The sword cleaved through the entire grand hall, kicking up a sky full of smoke and dust, leaving the assembled crowd in disarray.
"Who dares to run wild in my Ba Dao Manor?"
The Manor Master of Ba Dao Manor was furious, and with a strong aura of the Sect Martial Third Realm emanating from him, he swept away the surrounding smoke and dust, staring fixedly at the black-robed, bearded, robust man descending from the sky, and spoke coldly.
At the same time, the guests all looked up, both shocked and angered by the sudden appearance of Zhao Letian.
"The man who wants your life; from now on, Ba Dao Manor shall be dissolved. Those who do not wish to die, leave immediately."
Zhao Letian looked at the Manor Master of Ba Dao Manor without a hint of fear on his face, and said indifferently.
"Hmph, a mere ant at True Martial Seventh Realm dares to speak wildly; truly courting death. Honored guests, whoever can kill him will receive a hefty reward from my Ba Dao Manor."
The Manor Master of Ba Dao Manor sneered, disdain evident in his voice.
In his view, someone at the True Martial Seventh Realm was not even qualified to make him lift a finger.
Besides, he could also use this opportunity to see just what kind of trump cards this ant at the True Martial Seventh Realm held, daring to be so presumptuous.
"Trash at True Martial Seventh Realm, I can crush him with a flip of my hand."
"Don't fight over it, his life is mine."
The guests clamored, each drawing out their personal Spiritual Artifacts and leaping up one after another, competing to be the first to rush at Zhao Letian in the sky.