Linghu Hong took out a small golden sword with an inexplicably mysterious Daoist Rhyme, shocking the crowd.

Honorable Zhuo Lang, Feng Wuchang, and a few others instinctively took a few steps back.

Honorable Xuan Qi's expression changed. “It's the Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword!”

“Indeed it is!”

Linghu Hong laughed coldly.

The Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword was one of the Linghu family's Sage Ruler Techniques, and only a few within the family's generations could successfully gain insights into it.

This sword could peer into one's Daoist's core and 'punish' their 'heart'!

“The Third Forefather initially gave me the Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword to deal with you, but it looks like your disciple will have to bear the brunt for you.”

Linghu Hong said nothing more before he launched the small golden sword at him.

“Kuangren! Watch out!”

Honorable Xuan Qi's face fell. He wanted to rush out of the Thundersoother Rods to block the sword qi, but the heavenly tribulation was here again at this moment, and it slammed into his body in the form of a light beam, rendering him immobile.

The small golden sword whizzed and cut through the void at top speed. In an instant, it pierced into Chu Kuangren, causing his body to tremble.

Linghu Hong's face shone with mirth.

“Behold! This is the Sage's Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword! Even the strongest Honorable Supremes will be immediately torn apart by my sword qi if they have a weak Daoist core!”

Linghu Hong laughed out loud.

“So this is the Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword? Nothing much to shout about.”

Suddenly, Chu Kuangren's indifferent voice rang out softly.

Linghu Hong's smile hardened as he looked at Chu Kuangren, wide-eyed with shock. His jaw dropped.

“Impossible. How could this be?!”

“How can someone with your cultivation base block the Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword?!” Linghu Hong could not believe it.

“The Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword is capable of killing one's core. But did it ever occur to you that your Third Forefather cannot touch my Daoist core?”

Chu Kuangren responded blandly.

The Rocksteady Daoist Core within him stood firm and unmoving. Even Whitelock Sage's Mental Staircase didn't affect him in the slightest, and the Punis.h.i.+ng Heart Sword was no different.

Meanwhile, Linghu Hong and a few other people too had made a guess, and they were shocked.

How could such a young disciple have such a Daoist core?!

“A natural affinity for cultivating his power and an unshakable Daoist core?! Monster! Chu Kuangren is a monster!” Honorable Zhuo Lang gulped hard.

He deeply regretted this.

He never should have come to the Black Heaven Sect!

Even retreating seemed impossible now!

Another beam of tribulation struck in Honorable Xuan Qi's direction with a loud boom.

The Thundersoother Rods redirected the surges of tribulation towards the ground, but parts of the surge were already targeting Honorable Xuan Qi.

Thankfully, those surges did not affect him.

Chu Kuangren glanced over, laughing indifferently. “Honorable Teacher, you may focus on the surges. Leave the small fry to me.”

He gently tugged the Soul Retriever, and its jet-black chains exuded a chilling aura as it headed straight for Feng Wuchang.

Having seen the might of the Soul Retriever before, Feng Wucheng's face morphed into fear as sword qi surrounded him, keeping the Soul Retriever at bay.

However, the moment Chu Kuangren's power surged into the Soul Retriever, the hook at the end of the chain filled with a dark aura.

Feng Wucheng's sword qi shattered, and the chain held him in a deadlock. He was so horrified that he tried to escape, but it was hard to break free from the chain's grasp.

“Retreat!” Honorable Zhuo Lang did not want to get deeper into this mess anymore and so he fled as a beam of light.

Instantly, another sword ray shot forth, sending Honorable Zhuo Lang flying back.

The Seventh Forefather made his appearance.

With an icy gaze, he declared, “All who have come to inflict disorder in the Black Heaven Sect today shall not leave!”

“F*ck! Get out of my way!”

Honorable Zhuo Lang struck back with a fiercely explosive Daoist Rhyme.

Chu Kuangren then tugged on the Soul Retriever and out fell Feng Wuchang's soul, defeated and fearful.

This very sight made Jade Watersword Sect's Senior Elder and Linghu Hong terrified of the Soul Retriever. Refusing to face it head-on, they attacked Chu Kuangren from the left and right after one glance at him, wanting to grasp at their last chance at life.

“Hmph. Foolis.h.!.+”

Chu Kuangren huffed coldly. In one hand he had his Soul Retriever dealing with the Sect's Senior Elder, and in another, he killed Linghu Hong with a strike of his sword.

Even with his attention split, he stood his ground.

As time went on, they had eventually dealt with the people that Linghu Hong had sent to cause trouble in the Black Heaven Sect. Elder Ruyan and some others immediately rushed over.

“How despicable! The Linghu family is a disgrace.”

“Hmph, they must die.”

With Elder Ruyan and company's arrival, the tables had now turned for Linhu Hong's people. The Jade Watersword Sect's Senior Elder had his hands full dealing with both the Black Heaven Sect's Honorable and the Soul Retriever.

In the end, the Soul Retriever still caught him and ripped his soul apart.

Since it was Elder Ruyan's first time seeing the weapon in action, he too felt numb with shock.

“Thank the heavens that Chu Kuangren holds this weapon. One cannot imagine how it would be if it was in the hands of an enemy,” Elder Ruyan said.

“Indeed. I wonder where our Lead Disciple got it from.”

“It must have been good fortune.”

Elder Ruyan chuckled.

The other Elders rolled their eyes as if Elder Ruyan's words were pointless.

“Die, Linghu Hong!”

Chu Kuangren raised his sword, and a domineering Emperor's Rhyme emanated. It was the newly ascended Emperor Technique, Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.

Faced with an attack of such caliber, even an Honorable Supreme like Linghu Hong would not be able to block it. He roared, “Save me, Third Forefather!”

“Stop!”

A mildly angry voice came from the void.

Even so, Chu Kuangren had no intention of stopping as his sword struck Linghu Hong, and a raging purple sword ray engulfed the man.

An Honorable Supreme had perished just like that.

The void shook.

A white-robed elderly with a boundlessly oppressive aura stepped out. His poise was far stronger than an Honorable Supreme's!

Such was the pressure of a Sage's Aura.

The man before them was indeed a Sage!

“I told you to stop. Why didn't you?” The white-robed elderly stared at Chu Kuangren with anger seeping from his eyes.

Even in the face of a Sage Aura's, Chu Kuangren stood his ground. “He came to the Black Heaven Sect to disrupt my Honorable Teacher's ascension. He deserved to die!”

“Indeed, he did.”

Behind Chu Kuangren, an elderly man slowly walked forward.

He patted Chu Kuangren's shoulder with a thin smile. “You did the right thing, young man. And your words are true as well.”

“And you are…?”

“You would refer to me as the Third Forefather.”

The Third Forefather?

The Third Forefather of the Black Heaven Sect?

The Sage behind the whole Sect?

Chu Kuangren's expression turned serious. “Greetings to the esteemed Third Forefather!”

“No need to be so formal.”

The Third Forefather chuckled, then he looked up at the white-robed elderly in the sky. “Linghu's Third Forefather, your family's descendants came to cause trouble at Black Heaven Sect. They deserved to die for that. Do you plan to fight over this?”

“You…” Linghu's Third Forefather was rendered speechless.

They were indeed in the wrong, but they could not sit by idly and let the Black Heaven Sect gain another Sage.

Stopping Honorable Xuan Qi's ascension would have been doable with him and Linghu Hong's team of Honorable Supremes holding back the Black Heaven Sect's Third Forefather.

However, they did not expect Chu Kuangren!

While the rest of the Black Heaven Sect had their hands full with the others, this young man stood toe to toe with five Honorable Supremes!

To Linghu's Third Forefather, Honorable Xuan Qi was far less of a threat than the King of War that was Chu Kuangren!

“How lucky you are, Black Heaven Sect!”

Linghu's Third Forefather said through gritted teeth.

Regardless of whether Honorable Xuan Qi's ascension succeeded or not, the Black Heaven Sect was blessed to have a disciple like Chu Kuangren.

It was just not great news for the Linghu family.