Published: February 25, 2025
She looked at Tan Yun and gave a charming smile, "This City Lord doesn't know what you're talking about."
"Don't know?" Tan Yun suddenly looked up, laughing furiously, "The plum blossom birthmark on the left side of your neck has already revealed your identity."
"Do you dare to say that you're not Zhen Ruo Shui?"
Upon hearing this, Zhen Ji's expression darkened, revealing a hint of murderous intent as she sternly replied, "That's right! I am Zhen Ruo Shui!"
"I never expected that after all these years, someone would still remember me. Haha, what a surprise!"
Xuan Yuan Rou looked on in confusion and asked, "Tan Yun, what's going on?"
"Rou'er, she has the strength to challenge us head-on. Even if we join forces, we may not be her match," Tan Yun said solemnly, "Retreat!"
"Retreat?" Zhen Ji sneered, "Do you think that knowing my identity will allow you to leave alive, then report me to the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor, who would send someone to capture me in the Primordial Chaos Divine Realm?"
"How ridiculous!"
"Today, no matter the cost, none of you will leave alive!"
As her voice fell, Zhen Ji explosively released her third stage emperor sovereign realm aura. Her red lips parted slightly, and a completely purple Divine Cauldron flew out from her mouth.
The moment the purple Divine Cauldron took flight, a formidable aura radiated from within it.
"Kill them for me!" Zhen Ji commanded the purple Divine Cauldron.
"Understood, Master!" A cold female voice emerged from within the purple Divine Cauldron, and then, the Divine Cauldron suddenly expanded to a hundred feet in size, aiming to strike at Tan Yun.
Tan Yun stared at the purple Divine Cauldron and shouted, "Zi Xin, you ungrateful wretch, don’t forget who created you!"
That's right!
The purple Divine Cauldron before Tan Yun was crafted by him when he was the primeval supreme!
As Tan Yun roared, he waved his right arm, summoning the Pavilion of Ascending to the Heavens, "General Xuanyuan, Rou'er, Ling Er, Xiaosa, get inside now!"
Just as Xuan Yuan Rou wanted to say something, Tan Yun urged her, and she, along with Xuan Yuan Hao Kong, Xuan Yuan Ling Er, and Chu Xiaosa, entered the Pavilion of Ascending to the Heavens.
In a thought, Tan Yun sealed the Pavilion, and immediately, Xuan Yuan Rou and the others could no longer see the outside scene.
At this moment, Zhen Ji trembled in disbelief as she gazed at Tan Yun, "How did you know that my Divine Cauldron's artifact spirit is called Zi Xin?"
"Hahaha." Tan Yun's eyes turned red as he fixed his gaze on Zhen Ji, saying, "The thing I regret the most is taking your master as my disciple!"
"Why do I know the name of the Divine Cauldron's artifact spirit? Fine, I'll tell you!"
"Because the Divine Cauldron is what I gave you! The artifact spirit was created by me, and I named it. Is that clear enough?"
Tan Yun pointed at Zhen Ji in anger, "Even you, this ungrateful thing, were raised by me!"
"My second regret is adopting Celestial Master Lingxia first and then adopting you!"
"You two wretched beings!!"
Faced with Tan Yun's roar, Zhen Ji stood frozen in place.
Meanwhile, Dantai Xian'er, Tang Xinying, and the others finally understood that Zhen Ji was raised by Tan Yun, and that Celestial Master Lingxia was Tan Yun's disciple, making Zhen Ji a disciple of Lingxia!
In other words, Zhen Ji was Tan Yun's grand-disciple!
Tan Yun looked at Zhen Ji and sneered, "Didn’t expect I wasn't dead, did you? Hahaha! Come, come kill me!"
"If I die at your hands today, then I, Tan Yun, have no worth!"
As soon as his words fell, Tan Yun summoned the primordial chaos god-slaying sword!
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
Following that, eleven primordial chaos divine swords, including Golden Mercy and Muxin, flew out of Tan Yun's mind, swirling above his head.
At this moment, the purple Divine Cauldron, which was about to attack Tan Yun, trembled violently like a severely frightened girl, falling in front of Tan Yun and shaking uncontrollably.
When Zhen Ji regained her senses, her delicate body shook violently, and tears blurred her vision, "Master, ancestor… is that really you?"