The platforms were filled with various items, seemingly meant for displaying belongings... Yet now, they’ve already been taken away by someone, leaving only empty platforms, looking particularly lonely.

But seeing the number of these platforms, Chu Qing couldn’t help but smirk.

"How much did the Sky Machine Sage really scavenge in the past? Is this person perhaps the reincarnation of a treasure-hunting mouse?"

"He took others’ possessions, knowing well who the original owner was, but did not return them, instead flagrantly claiming them as his own.

"Such a character is hardly commendable... Ending up with such a fate is also only fitting."

Chu Qing sighed in his heart.

To say the Sky Machine Sage was exceedingly wicked seems far-fetched.

But speaking of the Unchanging Celestial Book’s Earth Scroll, everyone in the Martial World knows that it is the foundation of the Taiyi Sect.

It was carelessly misplaced...

The Taiyi Sect declined as a result.

The Sky Machine Sage obtained the Earth Scroll; if he practiced it, theoretically, since the Taiyi Sect had not perished, recklessly cultivating others’ secret techniques is a great taboo in the Martial World.

One should go to the Taiyi Sect to apologize, and let them decide how it should be handled.

But he merely collected it... That’s purely disgusting.

Apart from the Taiyi Sect’s Unchanging Celestial Book, who knows what other things he obtained?

How did he get them? 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

How many of these were life-saving items for others? Family treasures?

And how many people died because of this?

Over the centuries, some things can’t be traced, but the Sky Machine Sage, though talented, certainly wasn’t a good person.

These thoughts flashed through his mind as that level was uninhabited; Chu Qing’s figure flickered again, arriving at the entrance of the next level.

Going down not far, he already crossed a thick partition.

Below, several yards away, scattered Celestial Evil Cult disciples were sitting and chatting casually.

Chu Qing listened to a couple of sentences but didn’t find any key points.

Yet he quickly noticed, on one side of the wall, there were three people in black robes sitting in a fan shape around the wall.

There was a lever on the wall, evidently a mechanism.

"Is this the ’puppet corpse’ Sang Qing mentioned?"

Chu Qing listened carefully, indeed these three people had no breathing or heartbeat.

Now sitting quietly, just like three dead people.

"The mechanism Sang Qing mentioned should be that one... Initially, the plan was to set fire to the Celestial Secret Tower and solve everything once and for all.

"But now it seems that burning is not feasible.

"I can’t decipher the mechanism, but I can destroy it... or maybe..."

Thinking of this, Chu Qing suddenly had an idea.

At the same time, a carrier pigeon flew in from outside the valley, flapping its wings and flying into the Celestial Secret Tower.

It was received by a Celestial Evil Cult disciple.

Upon reading the letter, the disciple’s face suddenly changed:

"They have arrived; convey the order to withdraw everyone inside Celestial Secret Valley.

"Half join us here, and the other half go underground to guard the underground mechanisms and the Prince."

Immediately, a Celestial Evil Cult disciple hurried down the stairs.

Arriving at the Celestial Secret Tower door, he made a whistle gesture with his finger and blew hard.

The sound seemed to be infused with Inner Strength, and instantly spread throughout the whole Celestial Secret Valley.

In the next moment, scattered Celestial Evil Cult disciples in the valley gathered in front of the Celestial Secret Tower, and when everyone was assembled, they poured into the tower.

Chu Qing didn’t know how they were planning to split into two routes.

But this was a golden opportunity.

Immediately, with a tap, like a puff of green smoke, he suddenly flew down the stairs, landing amidst the unbelieving gazes of several Celestial Evil Cult disciples who happened to look up, sliding towards the mechanism.

With a single reach, a click sound was heard!

The mechanism had already been pulled down by Chu Qing.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The floor suddenly shook, ears echoing the incredulous voices of Celestial Evil Cult disciples:

"What’s happening?"

"Not good, Yellow Springs Powder falling down..."

"Run quickly..."

Yet it was already too late.

They had set up this mechanism for a long time, everything tried and tested multiple times.

Once the mechanism was activated, Yellow Springs Powder would be scattered in every corner of the first level in an instant.

The Celestial Evil Cult disciples who had just come in hadn’t split into two routes yet and were all hit almost entirely...

As a result, the exclamations quickly subsided in the briefest moment.

It’s not that they didn’t want to shout, but they couldn’t move, unable to speak.

"Reaping what they sowed, it’s the best outcome."

Chu Qing found it amusing, and if there was anything not quite satisfactory, it was not being able to take this chance to find the Soul Capturing Guard Shi Ye.

Their Netherworld Rebirth Technique is troublesome... Chu Qing didn’t want to be oddly killed by a stare.

However, using the Yellow Springs Powder like this, one expects the Jianghu people who arrived at Celestial Secret Valley, witnessing this scene, wouldn’t stupidly rush into the Yellow Springs Powder, tirelessly poisoning themselves.

With such thoughts, his feet shifted, intending to slip away.

As an assassin, he rarely had the thought of facing people head-on.

Now that the Yellow Springs Powder issue was resolved, waiting for Wen Fusheng and others to enter the valley, the Celestial Evil Cult could only confront these Jianghu people face-to-face.

With such an advantageous position, why should Chu Qing rush to clash with these folks?

Blending in the crowd, striking unexpectedly, would be the best tactic.

However, before he could unfold his posture and escape into the distance, the three puppet corpses suddenly rose with a rustle.

In the blink of an eye, six arms moved simultaneously, locking the Eight Directions Qi, under the cover of fists and palms, leaving no escape from the heavens and earth.

The obscure True Qi covered between fists and palms was exactly the same as what Chu Qing felt on Dong Xingzhi that day.

"Have they also practiced the so-called ’Nine Profound Divine Skill’, is this the ultimate end for practicing that Martial Arts?"

The thought flashed through his mind, the inner breath of the Mingyu Scripture surged up.

The opponent arranged fists and feet around the heavens, aiming to transform into a cage, preventing Chu Qing from freeing himself.

The techniques were completely different from what Dong Xingzhi used at that time; there was no flaw to be found in their techniques.

Since it’s so, then simply break the cage, overpowering finesse with strength.

With a spin of inner breath, in an instant, Chu Qing’s fists were covered with frost, the momentum between fists, instantly filling the surroundings with fist shadows.

Inevitably, it was the ultimate move of Celestial Frost Fist—a Proud Snow Frost!

The move comprised four forms: Proud Peak, Xueling Xunmei, Overwhelming Clouds, Frost River Reflection.

With the fist momentum enveloping, within a five-yard radius, cold surged.

Using Chu Qing’s Ninth Layer of the Mingyu Scripture, the potency was astounding.

In an instant, the fist momentum clashed with the surrounding three puppet corpses... Even if their bodies were dead, their Inner Power remained, and the Inner Power of each puppet corpse was far beyond ordinary people’s comparison.

Now, as fists and feet touched Chu Qing’s fist momentum, they didn’t freeze instantly but started from their hands, with frost climbing upwards.

Yet their techniques did not halt, they still attempted to press forward.

However, Chu Qing’s move was too overpowering, the fist wind was dense, endless.

With each step forward, the frozen areas shattered piece by piece, starting from the fists, their bodies gradually fragmented, damage traveling to their arms, finally unable to resist the Power of Chu Qing’s Ninth Layer Mingyu Scripture.

Three bodies flew backwards.

In mid-air, frost already covered their entire bodies...

It seemed as if Chu Qing would shatter them entirely with punch after punch, hitting every part of their bodies into shards.

Finally, Celestial Evil Cult disciples reacted.

Two figures flashed instantly, directly appearing on Chu Qing’s left and right.

Both simultaneously struck with palms.

Palms were blood-red, emitting a foul stench!

Once again, the Blood Transformation Divine Palm appeared!

Chu Qing’s face darkened, unwilling to clash directly with this Blood Transformation Divine Palm, the Mingyu Scripture naturally spun, the body turning, cleverly threading through the gap of the palm momentum of these two Celestial Evil Cult disciples to evade.

With momentum, pulling with Inner Strength, letting the left’s hand hit the other’s chest and abdomen, while that one responded in kind, striking the other’s shoulder.

Both screamed simultaneously, in an instant, their flesh visibly dried up.

Then, each was sent flying by the opponent’s Palm Force.

Blood from the depths of their bodies froze into a layer of bloody ice before hitting the ground.

But this delay allowed the three puppet corpses to land, and with a crash, a shattering sound rang out.

The three puppet corpses were instantly shattered!