Chapter 1040: Chapter 591: Blind Arrow (2-in-1)

The sudden news caught everyone off guard.

Qian Anning, after all, was a well-known figure in the Jianghu, celebrated as a young hero. Yet now, hearing of his death so unexpectedly, how could it not leave everyone stunned?

Moreover, Qian Anning had faced Chen Yi right before his bizarre defeat. Under such circumstances, anyone would suspect that Chen Yi was responsible.

So at this moment.

Chen Yi, with sleeves tightly tied and brows deeply furrowed, strode against the sunlight into Qilin Hall.

Qilin Hall was already filled with experts, and one by one, they cast their gaze over, most keeping their thoughts concealed, though a few were filled with righteous indignation, seemingly demanding an explanation.

His knife-like gaze swept over the crowd, and a vast silence fell, causing their hair to stand on end.

Chen Yi spoke, "Where is the person? Where did he die?"

Qilin Hall remained silent for a long time; people looked at each other without speaking. The Martial Arts Realm Chen Yi displayed earlier left many uneasy, fearful that a wrong word might provoke this master.

After all, who knows, maybe he really did kill the person himself...

Seeing no response, Chen Yi grew impatient.

Fortunately, among the heroes, there were those eager to uphold justice, and finally, someone couldn’t help but shout, "The person died three or four hours after fighting you. You ask us, whom should we ask?"

Chen Yi frowned and asked, "How did he die?"

"How else could he die? His meridians exploded in over ten points, the Lesser Yin and Lesser Yang Meridians entirely ruptured. If it wasn’t you using Dark Force, who else could it be?!"

The hero spoke with righteous indignation, almost rushing forward, but those beside him quickly restrained him, urging him to be silent.

Chen Yi didn’t get angry at this offense; instead, he was quite glad that someone cleared the situation. If what was said earlier was true, without external injuries, but internally mangled, Qian Anning was undoubtedly harmed by Dark Force, meaning the incident was unrelated to their duel.

The Sword Intent Chen Yi unleashed did not enter Qian Anning’s body but remained on the sword’s hilt. Moreover, he only had rudimentary knowledge of Dark Force, thus eliminating the possibility of accidental killing.

"Someone is watching you..." Donggong Ruoshu beside him spoke.

"Hmm."

She didn’t need to say it; Chen Yi had already noticed the unusual gaze, glancing with his peripheral vision, it was indeed Zhao Hong mentioned earlier, who remained silent, yet his deeply concealed hostility was sharp and unmatched.

Chen Yi paid no mind and turned to say, "Where’s the body?"

Among the silent crowd, He Taixiong immediately responded, "Qi Long Heavenly Master is examining the corpse and questioning the soul. It won’t be long before the cause of death is discovered."

Chen Yi nodded slightly, not worried about Dragon and Tiger Mountain tampering or cheating here. This two-thousand-year-old temple still needs its plaque, and the Heavenly Master needs his reputation. Moreover, Dragon and Tiger Mountain now seeks to borrow the Tai Sha Sword from him, even if they truly tarnished their name, they must weigh the consequences.

Just as the hall was filled with unease, a noise came from deep within the hall. Old Heavenly Master Zhang Qilong, wearing a magic robe, stepped out from behind a mural, carrying a stained cloth, and slowly came to the center.

Seeing Chen Yi’s arrival, the Old Heavenly Master nodded hands up.

The heroes immediately surrounded him, impatience on their faces, all wanting to get to the truth.

The Old Heavenly Master appeared decrepit, with the weight of solemnity pressed against his snowy brows, he exhaled a long breath and slowly said, "The killer isn’t from Dragon and Tiger Mountain... there is another person."

These words caused a commotion throughout the hall. If it had been in normal times, it would pass, but now it’s not like usual. Dragon and Tiger Mountain has been closed off for long years; ordinary people couldn’t break the restrictions to climb the mountain. The person’s skills were evidently formidable; not only that, he even dared to attack the heroes on the mountain.

Additionally, with Qian Anning dying without a chance to resist, even this young hero met such fate, what about their safety? The people in the hall looked increasingly uneasy.

"Old Heavenly Master... do you know who it is?" Someone asked, trembling.

Though the question was posed, everyone actually held little hope for an answer. Qian Anning died suddenly, nearly without a sound. Since taking a life was as easy as reaching into a bag, erasing traces wouldn’t be difficult.

Unexpectedly, the Old Heavenly Master nodded his wrinkled head.

Everyone was stunned by this; after a brief silence, a name was heard,

"It is... Blind Arrow."

A sudden silence descended, making Qilin Hall feel like an ice cave, eyes met without words, leaving only the sound of leaves curling into the veil.

Ranking tenth on the Martial Arts List—Blind Arrow.

After a prolonged silence, the Old Heavenly Master touched something, and upon closer inspection, people noticed him holding the stained cloth.

"What is that..." Someone asked incessantly.

The Old Heavenly Master said, "A challenge scroll."

Just two words nearly scared everyone’s guts.

The mountain wind smashed against the window paper just at that moment, incense ash from the bronze censer scattered upwards, blurring the eyes of several people, yet no one dared to raise a hand to brush it away.

There was the sound of swords sheaths and knife sheaths knocking into each other, as a few nearby people trembled uncontrollably, causing the weapons at their waists to collide. The sudden gust brought a chill to their necks, nearly making them draw their weapons.

Zhao Hong, arms crossed, remained motionless, his eyes with restrained sharpness scanning the target, while only the target brushed off the incense ash that had landed on his shoulder, seemingly unbothered.

"This battle scroll is..."

The Old Heavenly Master opened the blood-stained cloth, with dark red writing glimmering under candlelight, and before unveiling it, his gaze directed towards a spot, drawing the movement of trembling pupils behind him.

"Everyone, do not panic,"

In the quivering Qilin Hall, Chen Yi lowered his eyes to the words above and suddenly chuckled:

"This challenge scroll is for me."

...

Sometimes the Jianghu is too vast, vast enough that decades pass in the blink of an eye, vast enough that even if one has the power to move mountains, crash them into the sea, and create sky-high waves, later it would be never mentioned again, vast enough that snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds, and beasts all have a place.