"What a terrifying power, what a fast sword!"
"Even the sectās Divine Power Realm elders arenāt much better, are they?"
Old Chu was in shock.
He had witnessed it very clearly. Just now, it seemed like only one sword, but in reality, "Zhuang Thirteen" had executed thirteen strikes while piercing through the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders. Each strike had hit the vital points of the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders.
For experts of this level, a single flaw, one opportunity, one sword could determine life or death.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, all the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders had died.
Since the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders were already dead, there was no point in him staying here.
Therefore, Old Chu quietly retreated and, in the blink of an eye, had returned to a house in the stronghold. He discreetly slipped away from the other side of the stronghold.
Lu Changsheng had noticed Old Chu, but he didnāt pursue him.
The Great Desertās Thirteen Riders were indeed dead, but there were still hundreds of bandits in the stronghold.
These bandits were all guilty of heinous crimes, and none of them were innocent.
Once they escaped, they would likely become scattered outlaws, causing trouble in South Yang Prefecture.
Lu Changsheng didnāt want to see a repeat of what happened in Xiahe Village.
"Since Iām here, I might as well clean them all up."
Lu Changsheng exuded a chilling intent.
"Run!"
"The leader is dead, hurry, run!"
"Head into the woods. Heās just one person and canāt possibly kill us all..."
Many bandits were very alert. When they saw the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders were dead, they immediately considered escaping.
This was a wooded area with complex terrain. If they managed to get into the woods, Lu Changsheng, on his own, couldnāt pursue them.
However, did Lu Changsheng really intend to let them escape?
"Hum."
The qi and blood in Lu Changshengās body roared, and he released all of his qi and blood, far more than when he had pulled out the towering tree earlier.
A vast and mighty surge of qi and blood formed a blood cloud in the void.
"Go."
Suddenly, the blood cloud burst.
Countless streams of qi and blood shot out in all directions.
And these qi and blood streams flying in all directions quickly transformed into threads of silk organ swords.
In just an instant, the silk organ swords erupted, and within a radius of ten zhang from Lu Changsheng, there was not a single bandit left alive.
At the same time, Lu Changsheng leaped towards the area with more bandits. Whenever he stopped, Lu Changsheng would employ the Silk Organ Sword, killing all the bandits within a radius of ten zhang.
With this "ferocious" method, Lu Changsheng left a trail of devastation wherever he went.
The Silk Organ Sword, centered on Lu Changsheng, indiscriminately attacked within a ten zhang radius. The entire stronghold resounded with the wailing and screams of the bandits.
In less than a moment, the stronghold fell completely silent.
The air was thick with the smell of blood, and the ground was littered with hundreds of bodies.
This was not a battle; it was a one-sided slaughter!
Some bandits may have escaped, but very few, just a handful. Even after experiencing such a life-and-death ordeal, an inferno-like slaughter, those who managed to escape would likely carry indelible shadows in their hearts.
Step by step, Lu Changsheng stopped in front of a lone bandit.
Perhaps this was the only bandit left alive in the entire stronghold.
The bandit was trembling, his face filled with fear.
"Where are the White Lotus Sect people?" Lu Changsheng asked.
"They... they ran away."
"It was the old man in a white robe from earlier, everyone calls him Old Chu."
"When you were battling the Thirteen Leaders, Old Chu felt something was amiss and quietly ran away."
The bandit spoke cautiously.
"Old Chu?" Lu Changsheng recalled.
He had indeed seen the white-robed elder before.
He hadnāt expected that he was the so-called "White Demon," but he had vanished in the blink of an eye, making a quick escape.
However, the White Demon was not important.
As long as the bandit problem was resolved, the White Demon couldnāt stir up any waves in South Yang Prefecture.
"Hiss."
Lu Changshengās sword flashed, instantly piercing through the banditās throat.
The last bandit in the stronghold was also dead.
Now, the entire stronghold was filled with nothing but corpses.
Lu Changsheng began to search the bodies.
There were too many bandits, and he didnāt bother searching every single one.
Lu Changsheng only focused on a few key individuals, such as the organ refining martial artists.
First and foremost were the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders, who absolutely needed to be searched.
And Lu Changsheng searched them very carefully.
After numerous corpse searches, Lu Changshengās corpse-searching skills had greatly improved.
He knew exactly where on the bodies items were most likely hidden and even where martial artists typically concealed their belongings, all of which Lu Changsheng was acutely aware of.
Even if valuable items were hidden very discreetly, as long as Lu Changsheng spent some time searching the corpse, he would undoubtedly find them.
"Hmm? Whatās this..."
Lu Changsheng searched several bodies in succession, all of them belonging to the Great Desertās Thirteen Riders, and actually found something: a sheepskin scroll!
The sheepskin scroll was covered in tiny, densely packed characters.
In fact, whether it was the Great Desert or the Northern Barbarians, their script was the same as that of the Great Fish Dynasty, all of which had been passed down from ancient times.
"The Qian Tian Transforming Treasure Secret Technique!"
On the sheepskin scroll was a secret technique that could only be practiced by divine power realm martial artists.
Before this, Lu Changsheng had obtained the "Dragon God Transformation" secret technique, which was also a divine power realm secret technique.
However, the Dragon God Transformation secret technique seemed to be primarily a combat technique.
The Qian Tian Transforming Treasure Secret Technique was different.
According to the records on the sheepskin scroll, the Qian Tian Transforming Treasure Secret Technique had seven layers, with each layer corresponding to a unique hidden treasure. By refining each hidden treasure, one could increase their "Ten Cauldrons" power. The secret technique had a total of seven layers, which would result in increasing the "Seventy Cauldrons" power in total.