Published: February 26, 2025
“Those who wish to kill me, I will surely kill them!”
Tan Yun originally...
Tan Yun's previously pale complexion instantly returned to normal, filled with a sinister grin as he soared into the air, his speed increasing dramatically.
The disciple's face turned pale with terror; at that moment, if he didn't realize Tan Yun was faking it, he was a fool.
What terrified the disciple even more was Tan Yun's speed; it was so fast that he couldn't even catch a glimpse of Tan Yun's movement.
“Puff!”
Immediately, a chill pierced through the disciple's neck, and the next moment, he felt the world spin around him; he shockingly saw his own back!
It was Tan Yun who had severed his head with a single sword stroke!
“Puff, puff—”
Tan Yun's expression remained indifferent as he spun the sword, a curtain of sword qi enveloping the corpse, and in an instant, it was shattered into pieces.
“That little bastard was just pretending!” On the seventh floor of the tower, Chu Xiaotian, appearing calm, was actually furious to the point of nearly exploding. “What’s going on? He clearly took the elixir; why is he fine!”
“What could it be? Could it be that this little bastard didn’t take it!”
“But that shouldn’t be! Dao Kun gave him the elixir; there’s no way he would refuse it! What the heck is going on?”
“No, if he was just pretending, that means he knew there was something wrong with the elixir, but how could he possibly know?”
“……”
At this moment, an infuriated Chu Xiaotian was utterly perplexed.
Meanwhile, Dao Zi on the sixth floor and the two supreme saints from the Four Arts Star Domain on the fourth floor, Yin Zhiping, were equally baffled.
In contrast, Fang Zixi looked down at Tan Yun, her gaze gradually turning colder.
From her perspective, unaware of the truth, what she saw was Tan Yun scheming to kill his thirty sect brothers by feigning injury.
At this moment, Chu Xiaotian seemed to see through Fang Zixi’s thoughts and transmitted a message to Dao Zi on the sixth floor. After saying something, Dao Zi stood up.
“Reporting to the palace master, I have something to say that cannot be left unsaid.” Dao Zi looked at Fang Zixi with respect.
“Speak,” Fang Zixi commanded. Dao Zi immediately adopted a righteous demeanor, deliberately raising his voice:
“Palace Master, Tan Yun is malicious and ruthless; he clearly hasn’t been injured but pretends to be, intending to slaughter all thirty Inner Sect disciples of our Human Race Star Domain!”
“Palace Master, the reason we are holding the contest for the disciples of the three major star domains is to benefit our palace's disciples and fairly distribute the quota to the Ancient Fire Prison.”
“In previous contests, although there were casualties, that was due to both sides being evenly matched; when they had to exert their full strength, they sometimes injured or killed each other accidentally.”
“However, Tan Yun is obviously different; he clearly has superior strength but puts on an act, aiming to kill his own sect members.”
“This is intentional murder, and his malicious heart is unacceptable.”
“Although I know that you value Tan Yun, Palace Master, I must still say, please execute him for his indiscriminate slaughter and intentional murder!”
As Dao Zi spoke to this point, he looked up at Fang Zixi, kneeling down and knocking his head on the ground: “In the vast universe, please, Palace Master, execute Tan Yun and give justice to the wronged disciples of our Human Race Star Domain!”
Upon hearing this, all the supreme saints of the Human Race Star Domain on the sixth floor knelt down, speaking in unison, “Please, Palace Master, execute Tan Yun and give justice to the wronged disciples of our Human Race Star Domain!”
Immediately after, all the high-ranking members and twelve billion disciples of the Human Race Star Domain from the first to the fifth floor knelt down, their voices booming, shattering the clouds, deeply moving everyone’s hearts,
“Please, Palace Master, execute Tan Yun and give justice to the wronged disciples of our Human Race Star Domain!”