This is impossible. The Lin family's ancestor, Lin Yuan Tu, became famous for his Seventy-Two Paths of Evil-Repelling Sword Technique. How could the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual possibly not exist?
"No, no, no, absolutely impossible."
"Back then, your ancestor Lin Yuan Tu became famous relying on the Seventy-Two Paths of Evil-Repelling Sword Technique. My master was also defeated by Lin Yuan Tu using the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique."
"How could the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique not exist? You must be lying." Yu Cang Hai shouted, his emotions getting out of control.
"I'm speaking the truth; whether you believe it or not is up to you. Besides, I'm not even using the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique. Today, I will let you witness the complete destruction of the Qingcheng Sect." Lin Ping Zhi snorted coldly.
He raised his hand and swung his sword towards Yu Cang Hai's legs, but the next moment, something unexpected happened to Lin Ping Zhi.
Yu Cang Hai's body actually split into two, with the lower half running away directly.
This scene left Lin Ping Zhi stunned.
Upon closer inspection, it was clearly two people; however, one of them was a dwarf, standing less than a meter tall.
Moreover, his appearance was incredibly ugly, almost unbearable to look at.
The dwarf glanced at Lin Ping Zhi and immediately turned to run. Although the dwarf was short, his speed was not slow.
His strength was actually at the peak of the Innate Realm, and his speed was quite fast, but all of this was insignificant in the face of absolute power.
With a casual swing of sword energy, Lin Ping Zhi blocked the dwarf's path.
Startled, the dwarf rolled to evade, but was still struck by the sword energy, resulting in one of his legs being severed.
"I never expected that the famous Yu Cang Hai of the Qingcheng Sect would actually be a dwarf. This really opens my eyes," Lin Ping Zhi said mockingly as he looked at Yu Cang Hai.
At this moment, Yu Cang Hai's face turned pale, having already given up on struggling.
At this point, even if he had the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, what good would it do? He had already become a cripple.
"Kid, if you're going to kill me, just do it. I won't even frown. I only hope you can spare the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect." Yu Cang Hai said, his face ashen.
"Heh... do you still have the qualifications to negotiate with me? I will make you watch them die right in front of you."
"Just like when I watched my parents being brutally killed by you, helpless and furious. I want you to taste this pain as well," Lin Ping Zhi said angrily.
Yu Cang Hai fell silent. At that moment, he suddenly realized that everything was due to the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual; otherwise, the Qingcheng Sect would not have met its demise at his hands.
In that instant, he regretted it, but there is no remedy for regret in this world.
Even if he kowtowed and admitted his mistakes now, Lin Ping Zhi would not spare him.
"Haha... I never expected that the Qingcheng Sect, which has persisted for three generations, would end up in such a fate. It's retribution, all retribution," Yu Cang Hai laughed maniacally.
However, as he laughed, he began to cry.
Perhaps it is true that when a person is about to die, their words become kind. At this moment, Yu Cang Hai resembled a child who had done something wrong and was repenting.
So pitiful, so hateful, so helpless.
However, none of this was a reason for him to escape punishment, and Lin Ping Zhi would not let him go because of his repentance.
Blood debts must be repaid with blood; the enmity of parents cannot coexist under heaven.
The next scene made Yu Cang Hai's eyes bulge with rage. But he was also powerless to do anything.
At this point, he finally understood the despair and helplessness that Lin Ping Zhi had felt back then.
In one hour, Lin Ping Zhi used that time to kill all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.
However, it was not all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect; those who remained on Qingcheng Mountain did not escape Lin Ping Zhi's sword.
Thus, the once-dominant Qingcheng Sect was completely annihilated.
The corpse of the Qingcheng Sect's leader, Yu Cang Hai, was hung at the gate of the Qingcheng Sect.
This incident instantly shocked the entire Jianghu.
"What the hell is going on? How could Lin Ping Zhi possibly kill Yu Cang Hai?"
"Yeah, no matter what, Yu Cang Hai is a master at the Grandmaster level. Lin Ping Zhi is just a postnatal martial artist; how could he be Yu Cang Hai's opponent?"
"You're behind on the news. My cousin's brother-in-law's wife's brother was there at the time."
"So Lin Ping Zhi is not a mere postnatal martial artist but a peak Grandmaster-level expert."
"Although Yu Cang Hai is powerful, he is only at the early Grandmaster stage and is not Lin Ping Zhi's opponent at all."
"Lin Ping Zhi was ruthless; he spared no one from the Qingcheng Sect. Now, the entire Qingcheng Sect is drenched in blood, with corpses everywhere, truly exterminated."
"Hiss... It seems that Lin Ping Zhi must have had some extraordinary encounter to reach the peak of the Grandmaster level in such a short time."