The three hundred disciples of Qingyun Cave Heaven neither pursued those who fled nor slaughtered those who surrendered.
They simply stood quietly within the Bagua Heavenly Evolution Formation, awaiting Chen Ping’s orders.
Chen Ping sheathed the Dragon Slayer Sword and turned to look at the Bright Hall cultivators kneeling on the ground.
His purple eyes swept over their terrified faces without any change in expression.
“From this day forward, the Hall of Light ceases to exist.”
His voice was calm, yet exceptionally clear in the silent Hall of Light, “Those willing to surrender, hand over their magical artifacts, cripple their cultivation, and may leave alive. Those unwilling to surrender…”
He didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.
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