Published: February 26, 2025
“Tan Holy Son... spare my life.” Mi Qin shook her head, her face pale as paper. “I was wrong.
“I understand now. My brother killed you, and it was his own fault for violating palace rules. I don’t want to die yet, please spare me!”
“As long as you spare me,
“As long as you spare me, I will do anything you ask!”
Hearing this, Tan Yun laughed, his laughter filled with coldness. “Do you know that Liu Feng almost killed me back then? From that moment, I decided that I must take your life!”
“Fine, for now I will believe that you truly made a mistake, but look at the corpse on the ground; it's the price you pay for your error.”
“Moreover, I am a person of my word. Since I said I would reunite you with your brother and Liu Feng, how could you make me break my promise?”
Upon hearing this, Mi Qin realized that Tan Yun would not let her go!
Her gaze suddenly turned vicious. “Tan Yun, I tell you, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!”
In an instant, Mi Qin's forehead bulged, and her head began to swell.
“Pff!”
Tan Yun wore a mocking smile, his right hand relaxed, and the Divine Blade slipped from his grip, swiftly piercing through Mi Qin's forehead, blood gushing out from the back of her neck!
“Puff!”
Mi Qin spat blood, her gaze towards Tan Yun gradually dimming. She gasped, “Tan Yun... don't be proud... you killed Vice Palace Master Chu's son and the only son of the lion supreme saint elder from the Beast Clan Star Domain... you will soon die without a burial ground...”
Before she could finish her sentence, Tan Yun released the hilt of his blade, and Mi Qin's corpse fell into the void.
“I don’t know if I will die without a burial ground, but I know you will definitely meet such a fate.”
Tan Yun stood in mid-air, and with a motion of his right hand, a surge of Divine Power erupted, devouring Mi Qin's corpse.
“Boom!” With a loud noise, Mi Qin's body transformed into a cloud of blood mist.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
With a wave of his hand, the thirty Ancestral Rings scattered on the ground and on the corpse were drawn into the Ancestral Ring on his finger.
After eliminating thirty people, when Tan Yun hovered in the air, adjusting his robes and preparing to leave, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. “What a powerful aura!”
Tan Yun sensed a cold killing intent descending from the void, enveloping him.
From the aura, the newcomer should be a formidable figure of the fifth layer of the ancestral emperor realm!
Tan Yun quickly looked up, spotting a black-clad masked man appearing out of thin air from the sky.
Although the newcomer was masked, Tan Yun confirmed that he was an old man, and his cultivation level was the fifth layer of the ancestral emperor realm.
Tan Yun felt a sense of impending danger; he guessed that he had the power to fight against a fifth-layer ancestral emperor, but he wasn't sure how strong his real strength was in a level-up challenge.
With a serious expression, Tan Yun asked, “Who are you?”
The old man looked down at Tan Yun with an extremely arrogant tone, “You are not qualified to know who I am. Just understand this, I am here to take your dog life!”
“Ha ha.” Tan Yun's handsome features turned fierce, “Old man, it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me. I will beat you until you do!”
The masked old man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. “Hahaha, Tan Yun, you really are a newborn calf not afraid of tigers!”
“With your mere great perfection of the ancestral king realm, you naturally cannot see my realm. I won't mind telling you that I am at the fifth layer of the ancestral emperor realm; your strength is negligible before me.”
As he spoke, the old man lightly waved his robe sleeve, and a Mustard Seed Space Ancestral Tower flew out, hovering in the air.
The old man commanded the ancestral tower, “Surround him!”
“Disciple obeys!”
“Disciple obeys!”
With a series of respectful voices, immediately, one by one, masked individuals at great perfection of the ancestral emperor realm flew out of the ancestral tower.