The storm cut through the sky like a blade, its force terrifying, akin to a storm-tossed sea, raising tremendous waves that swallowed everything.

At the center of the storm, the Ethereal Pagoda emitted a golden light. Although it seemed weak compared to the overwhelming storm, like a lantern that might extinguish at any moment, it stood unwavering, like a beacon in a stormy sea, offering hope.

The Sword Talisman Imprint on Carson Flores’s arm shimmered with strands of golden light, making these lines appear like luminous golden threads, the light expanding into a sheet of golden brilliance.

The Sword Talisman Imprint seemed to become a portal to a void space, an endless stream of golden light emanated from this entrance, simultaneously releasing an unnerving sharpness.

"Huh?"

The old man with white hair finally noticed this suddenly emerging terrifying aura, a look of surprise on his face.

Has this kid summoned another powerful magical treasure?

This kid’s strength isn’t much, but the magical treasures he carries are quite formidable.

He claims to be a Loose Cultivator, can a Loose Cultivator possess such fine magical treasures?

The old man figured Carson Flores was likely lying, but at this point, it no longer mattered.

The enmity had been formed, since they had already started fighting, it must be clean and thorough—uproot it completely!

For no reason other than this magical treasure that can withstand my Divine Skills, this kid must be killed.

The golden light from the Sword Talisman Imprint grew ever more intense, so intense that even the storm couldn’t conceal it, Carson Flores’s hand blazed brilliantly like the sun.

A torrent of sharp Sword Qi burst forth, Carson Flores activated the sword within the Sword Talisman Imprint and shouted, "Slash!"

With Carson Flores’s shout, Sword Qi erupted, a magnificent and ethereal Sword Light flew out from the Sword Talisman Imprint, slashing towards the old man with white hair locked by Carson’s Divine Sense.

The white-haired old man was locked onto by this Sword Light; even before the Sword Light reached him, the terrifying intent of death had already enveloped him, he cried out in terror, his body rapidly retreating.

His instinct told him he could not withstand this sword strike!

Taking it would result in death!

He retreated frantically, yet as fast as he was, the Sword Light was faster!

The Sword Light seemed to break the limits of space, instantly closing the distance between them, catching up, and directly striking the white-haired old man, magically sinking into his body.

The white-haired old man abruptly halted his retreat, a look of fear and pain on his face.

In the next second, a surging Sword Qi exploded from the old man’s body, like a massive amount of explosives detonating inside him.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the old man’s body violently exploded, turning into a mass of Blood Mist!

The explosion was so sudden, so violent, that the old man’s Primordial Spirit didn’t even have time to escape, it was directly shattered by the surging Sword Qi!

The white-haired old man, with strength of a Peak Great Land Supreme Immortal, was insta-killed by this Sword Light.

The young man in black robe was utterly shocked by the scene, his eyes filled with fear.

Without any hesitation, he transformed into a stream of Golden Light and instantaneously fled towards the horizon.

His swift and clean retreat set an example for everyone else, causing them all to turn around and desperately flee.

The storm in the sky hadn’t subsided yet, even though that one sword strike had cut through the storm, they were still beneath it, and could only watch helplessly as everyone made their escape.

The storm finally ceased due to lack of follow-up force, yet at this point, the camp was left with nothing but a large pit and a single corpse.

Carson Flores raised his hand and stored away the Ethereal Pagoda.

Alfred Weaver, with a shocked expression, exclaimed: "That sword was simply too fierce, that old man was at least a Middle Grade, if not Superior Grade Great Land Supreme Immortal, yet Carson, you cut him down with a single sword strike!"

Carson Flores raised his right arm, at this point the golden light in the Runes Imprint was already gradually weakening, and the rune lines on his arm began to blur and dissipate.

Norric Shepherd had once left the Sword Talisman with Carson Flores, partly for him to learn the Way of the Sword Talisman, and partly to leave behind a sword for Carson, having said that unless the opponent was a Great Land Prime Immortal, this sword could take them down.

It was precisely because of Norric Shepherd’s words that Carson used this sword, and its effect was indeed as ferocious as Norric Shepherd had claimed!

"They all ran away, we still don’t know who they really are..."

Carson Flores glanced at the camp, which was left in disarray from the recent battle, and said, "Search the camp, see if there’s anything that can prove their identity?"

With a wave of his hand, the Space Ring from the middle-aged man’s corpse fell into Carson Flores’s hand, and he casually wiped away the Prohibition, scanning its contents with his Divine Sense.

A large number of Spirit Stones, numerous elixirs, and several kinds of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, along with some magical treasures of average quality, besides a pile of miscellaneous items which were useless.

After thoroughly searching through everything, Carson Flores still found no clue about the other party’s identity.

"With the title ’Young Master,’ the other party must be from a certain power, but none of them had any emblem of that power, clearly afraid of being recognized. Given their timing coming to Verdant Leaf City, they probably were targeting the Azure Divine Sect, weren’t they?"