[Congrats, your cultivation has risen to Core Condensation, and you've earned 45 stat points!]
[New skill: Chaotic Pressure was unlocked!]
–Chaotic Pressure (Active)
–Information: Release tainted spiritual aura from your core, to pressure your enemies.
–Chaos Consumption: 1~10 per second | Cooldown: N/A
Justin smiled in triumph, retracting his spiritual pressure.
"Allow me to introduce myself, junior!" The familiar man appeared before him, completely disregarding Vayne's death.
He offered, "I'm Darak of Radiant Order, and you are strong and talented. You should join us!"
Justin grinned, feigning his excitement.
He said, "Really?! I've been dreaming of it since leaving the Void Piercer Sect!"
"Good, good, good, this senior shall reward you!" Darak spoke, retrieving a couple of epic-grade pills from his spirit ring.
"Good pills, but why is your order so poor?" Justin moved, gripping Darak's hand.
He activated his chaotic pressure and the space law, crushing Darak.
Darak screamed, "Why?", trying his best to break free.
However, it was futile.
"You reek of stupidity," Justin answered, pointing at Vayne's corpse.
He continued, "I assumed you would be wary, but you saw him die, and then you did the same!"
"Because you need— Arghhh!" Darak attempted to explain, only to scream in agony.
He looked at his hands, witnessing the black, metallic spikes burst from within.
"HOW?!" He screamed, questioning himself.
He believed such a thing shouldn't have been able to harm him, not with his Immortal Qi.
He screamed again, "You are a monster!", abandoning his body a second later.
"No, no, no, you can't do this... Return now, or I shall make sure to expose all your secrets!"
Justin shouted, retrieving a Soul Piercer from his inventory.
It was a small bar of metal with an edgy thorn with engraved runes all over it.
He immediately struck Darak's head, igniting the runes as Darak's soul withered in agony.
"I beg you, stop!!!" Darak crumbled, thrashing around in pain.
He felt his soul being ripped apart, driving him insane.
It was a bizarre feeling, as if someone with pulling something from the inside.
Unfortunately, Justin didn't react as he couldn't hear Darak at all.
[Target's soul has been pierced successfully, and all memories have been stored successfully.]
Finally, the notification arrived a few seconds later. The piercer's edge crumbled, revealing a small button.
"Are you coming any time soon?" Justin questioned, pressing the button as the movie began playing.
However, nothing happened.
Memories made up the soul; without them, it was about to suffer decay.
'Curse you!' Darak's spirit lay on the ground, feeling hopeless as he disintegrated slowly.
[Congrats, you've gained 7,000 Chaos Charges and 10,000 Experience for Darak's death!]
[Congrats, your actions killed a late Spirit Manifestation cultivator. 30x Spirit Onyxes were added to your inventory!]
Justin shrugged his shoulders upon the notifications' arrival, understanding why he received no response from Darak.
He shook his hand, looking around him.
Everyone present stood still like stones, the girl was running for her life across the horizon.
"Time to finish the job," He muttered, knowing there was no going back.
He slayed Vayne, an elder, over a hundred disciples, and humiliated the sect's holy daughter.
They were bound to fire back at him. But not only them, it applied to his family and the Radiant Order as well.
He appeared in front of her, shattering her hope. He muttered, "Farewell, sister.", pointing his empty hand at her.
"Farewell..." She responded meekly, her tears rolling down her face as the flames roared at her.
She faded beneath the fire, disappearing completely, leaving nothing but ash.
Justin commented, "The message should be clear.", clapping his hands.
He knew the sects had soul imprints of their important disciples, meaning they were aware.
Justin lifted his sword, preparing to wipe out the rest.
He didn't intend to leave any clues or witnesses. It was to avoid involving the Azure Sword Sect until it was ready.
Justin returned to the sect once he was done clearing the surroundings and looting their belongings.
"That was quick..." Justin muttered unintentionally, feeling surprised the moment he returned.
The reconstructions were quick, the destroyed buildings were replaced, and the damaged ones were repaired.
What remained was the qualification area and his new residence.
It gave him hope, knowing he could reschedule and start the tournament sooner than expected.
But for now, he chose to spend some time with Amelia since there was nothing to do.
Everything was going according to his plans, making him rest his hands behind his back proudly.
He assumed she would have tasks to handle by now, prompting him to stroll around the sect until he found her.
She was in the new weaponry, placing the weapons that made it through the destruction.
"Hey," Justin announced his presence before continuing, "Let me help you."
He didn't give her any chance to refuse, proceeding to sort the weapons into their categories.
Amelia smiled, "Thank you, but where have you been?", asking curiously.
"Nothing worth mentioning, I took a look at the secret realm and bought some stuff," Justin answered, showing the epic-grade pills he looted.
He continued, "Have one, they are great.", offering her some of the pills.
Amelia hesitated, but then remembered that he was extremely rich.
She guessed he treated such pills as candy, and although she felt reluctant, she accepted them.
She nodded, thinking he was doting on her. She believed she had no refuse his generosity.
"Thank you, I will repay it later," Amelia said, only taking one of the pills.
Justin shook his head, having different thoughts.
He responded, "You should take all," explaining why.
He knew he would surpass her sooner rather than later, and he didn't wish her to become a burden.
"Your beauty will attract pests, and I want you to be capable of protecting yourself at the very least."
He approached her, whispering into her ears.