Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun let out a deep shout, and a long spear soared into the air from beside the corpse of the Immortal Soldier under the city gate, landing in Tan Yun's right hand.
Yin Zhiping, whose neck was being squeezed, had bulging veins on his face, his eyes bloodshot and he stammered, “You… what do you want to do…”
A devilish smile appeared on Tan Yun's handsome face as he stared at Yin Zhiping and laughed, sending chills down Yin Zhiping's spine!
"Whoosh!"
With his left hand gripping Yin Zhiping's neck, Tan Yun violently hurled him towards the city gate!
“Swish!”
Tan Yun raised his right arm and suddenly threw the spear. Instantly, the sharp spear tip pierced through Yin Zhiping's forehead!
“Buzz—”
Once the spear pinned Yin Zhiping's body to the city gate, it vibrated violently, as if the hearts of thousands of low-level immortals shackled by chains were trembling intensely!
All the low-level immortals looked at Tan Yun, and the hatred in their eyes gradually faded away.
Tan Yun traversed through the void, hovering above them. With a wave of his right arm, streams of primordial emperor's power shattered their shackles.
"Everyone swear that you will not reveal what you saw today," Tan Yun asserted without a hint of doubt, "After you swear, you can leave."
Thousands of low-level immortals looked up at Tan Yun with fearful, questioning eyes.
Tan Yun smiled slightly, "I am not a high-level immortal. I am just like you, also having ascended from the Mortal Plane."
Upon hearing this, the thousands of battered low-level immortals looked up at Tan Yun and suddenly knelt down.
Perhaps it was because they saw a peerless expert among their ranks, or for other reasons, tears filled their eyes.
But throughout it all, not a single person spoke.
"I want you to swear," Tan Yun repeated.
At this moment, a little girl from the punishment immortal realm first level looked up at Tan Yun with tear-filled eyes. Her delicately carved face was covered with tear stains, and as she cried, she used her little finger to write lines of text on the ground.
When Tan Yun saw what she wrote, he looked at the little girl and felt a pang in his heart.
The little girl tearfully wrote:
"Big brother, my name is Luer. I'm very sorry, we cannot speak because our tongues were cut off by high-level immortals."
"Our immortal senses have also been sealed, preventing us from communicating with you through them, so Luer can only use writing instead."
"Luer swears that she will never tell anyone about the great big brother who killed the young city lord of Eight Heavens Immortal City today, otherwise, she will die by lightning."
Once Luer finished writing, the thousands of low-level immortals knelt on the ground and followed suit, writing with their fingers.
At some point, tears sparkled in Tan Yun's starry eyes as he looked at the little girl and the thousands of people who had their tongues cut out. He felt heartbroken!
Hatred!
Anger!
Endless fury and hatred consumed every nerve in Tan Yun's body!
At this moment, Shen Subing and the other women had tears welling in their beautiful eyes.
Tan Yun released his immortal sense, penetrating the minds of the thousands of people, easily lifting the seal and transmitted a message to them: "You can go now. Please believe me, it won't be long before you can live freely in any place, any corner!"
Then, a chorus of choked gratitude resonated in Tan Yun's mind.
“Big brother, thank you.” When the little girl transmitted her voice, her clear eyes were filled with anticipation for the future, and her tender little face was filled with reluctance, “Luer has to go with her parents now. Big brother, will we meet again?”
“We will, as long as you work hard in your cultivation, one day you will know where your brother is,” Tan Yun responded.
At that moment, the little girl nodded, seemingly understanding.
Just as the little girl's mother was pulling her away, Tan Yun fixed his gaze on the little girl, his pupils suddenly contracting in shock, revealing his astonishment, “Seven Meridian Divine Body!”