Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun took a step forward and comforted, "Little Qing, don't be too sad. Now that you have avenged your parents, their souls will rest in peace."
"Mm." Fang Zhiqing wiped away her tears and looked at Tan Yun with tear-filled eyes. "Brother, thank you. If it weren't for you capturing Fang Bubai, I wouldn't know when I could take my revenge."
"Okay." Fang Zhiqing smiled through her tears.
Tan Yun took a step back, stretching out his right hand and gently lifting it. Suddenly, a drop of purple-red essence blood flew out from Fang Bubai's corpse, hovering in front of Fang Zhiqing.
With a snap of his fingers, that drop of essence blood transformed into a wisp of faint blood mist in mid-air, which then integrated into the claw marks on Fang Zhiqing's cheek.
Immediately, the claw marks left by the soul snatching divine hound on Fang Zhiqing's face began to gradually fade, disappearing without a trace within moments.
At this moment, as the claw marks on Fang Zhiqing's face vanished, what appeared before everyone's eyes was a flawless and perfect face.
"So beautiful." Tan Yun couldn't help but be mesmerized.
Because the restored Fang Zhiqing was indeed stunning! So beautiful it was intoxicating, and so beautiful it made people want to look again.
Listening to Tan Yun's praise, Fang Zhiqing felt her heart race, and tremblingly reached out to touch her cheek. When the delicate and smooth sensation reached her fingertips, she knew the scars on her face had disappeared.
With a wave of her jade arm, Fang Zhiqing transformed a wisp of divine power into a mirror in front of her.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Fang Zhiqing's beautiful eyes sparkled with excited tears, unable to contain herself as she exclaimed, "It really disappeared! Hehe, that's great! The scars are finally gone!"
Fang Zhiqing turned to Tan Yun and Shen Subing, her happiness radiating like that of a child. "Brother, Sister Shen, I won’t have to hide my appearance anymore!"
"Mm." Shen Subing smiled and said, "Little Qing, you are truly beautiful. I'm a bit jealous of you."
"Me too." Xue Ziyan looked at Fang Zhiqing and joked, "No, I'm not just jealous; I've somewhat fallen for you. You are too beautiful."
The following moments saw the group of girls chatting happily.
As night fell, Tan Yun looked at the girls and said, "Let's all enter seclusion to cultivate. Next, I will set up a blood sacrifice soul-rebirth formation for Yuyan within the heart of primordial chaos."
"Mm." After the girls responded, they followed Tan Yun to the courtyard and entered the twelfth level supreme time-space divine tower.
The girls went to different tower levels to cultivate, while Tan Yun stayed on the first floor.
After closing the tower door, Tan Yun sat cross-legged and entered meditation, arriving at the heart of primordial chaos within the spirit pool, floating in the air outside the ten-thousand-zhang palace beside Tan Residence.
Tan Yun stepped into the palace and gazed at Yuyan lying on the bed, his gaze gentle. "Yuyan, stay quietly in the palace. From now on, I will protect you until you wake up."
Then, Tan Yun exited the palace and closed the door behind him.
"Ritual!"
In a flash of thought, the primordial chaos god-slaying sword, possessing eleven attributes, flew out from his brow and hovered above his head.
"Buzz—"
Following that, amidst the trembling of the void, the eleven primordial chaos divine swords, including Golden Mercy, Muxin, Clear Shadow, Huo Wu, and others, flew out from the spirit pool, swirling above Tan Yun's head.
"Whoosh!"
Tan Yun soared into the air, floating above the ten-thousand-zhang palace, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, his divine consciousness splitting into twelve, each enveloping one of the twelve divine swords spinning above him.
"Swish, swish, swish—"
In the next moment, under Tan Yun's control, the twelve divine swords began to circle around the ten-thousand-zhang palace, etching winding array patterns on the palace's surface...
At the same time.
In the Primordial Chaos Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.