Published: February 26, 2025
The corpse floated in the void, shrouded by the ancestral power light barrier, protecting it from being burned by flames.
In the next moment, Zhao Feiying's ethereal ancestral emperor soul and ten ancestral emperor flesh forms flew out.
In the next moment, Zhao Feiying’s ethereal ancestral emperor soul and ten pieces of ancestral emperor flesh flew out of her body, floating within the light barrier.
Zhao Feiying's ancestral emperor soul shook her head in tears, “You must not ask him, I don’t want you to die for me. If so, I would rather die myself!”
Ignoring Zhao Feiying’s words, Changsun Han continued to kneel before Tan Yun, “I beg you to agree!”
“Don’t say that!” Zhao Feiying cried out, her tears flowing, “Don’t forget the purpose of your infiltration into the Elysium Sect; your deep blood feud has not yet been avenged, you cannot die!”
“If you die, who will avenge the grievances of the Zhangsun clan? You will never be able to reclaim your clan's chaos divine technique!”
“You bear the deep blood feud, how can you act like this for personal reasons?”
At this point, Zhao Feiying looked at Tan Yun, her gaze pleading, “Although you killed me and I hate you for it, I beg you, please kill me quickly, let me turn to ashes!”
“Enough, both of you stop talking,” Tan Yun interrupted Zhao Feiying with a wave of his hand, then looked down at the kneeling Changsun Han, frowning as he said, “I will ask you a question, and you must answer honestly.”
“In the chaos divine technique you mentioned, does it include the Chaos Body and the supreme chaos pure sword technique?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Changsun Han, who was kneeling on the ground, stood there dumbfounded.
After regaining his senses, he said in disbelief, “You... how do you know?”
“Alas...” Tan Yun sighed, the beautiful figure of Zhang Sun Xuan Qi appearing in his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Tan Yun said, “I have some connections with your Zhangsun clan. Today, I do not want your life, nor will I let your partner's soul scatter, but you must agree to one condition.”
Upon hearing this, both Zhao Feiying and Changsun Han expressed their excitement.
“You say, as long as you spare Ying'er, I will agree to anything you ask!” Changsun Han nodded eagerly.
Tan Yun said, “You two swear not to tell anyone in the Elysium Sect about my existence.”
“You both know I was captured from the Lower Universe, and the people of the Elysium Sect think I am dead. If they find out I am still alive, I fear they will harm my family in the Lower Universe.”
Without hesitation, Changsun Han vowed, and Zhao Feiying did the same.
“And,” Tan Yun added, “one day, I will uproot the Elysium Sect. I hope you both leave the Elysium Sect as soon as possible and do not remain in such a heinous sect.”
Changsun Han clenched his fists, a fierce killing intent evident in his eyes, “To be honest, our goal is the same; the ones who killed my family and stole our clan's techniques are the Elysium Sect!”
“Good,” Tan Yun said, “you may rise.”
After Changsun Han stood up, he looked at Tan Yun with a hesitant expression, and his eyes reflected his uncontrollable shock.
Tan Yun seemed to see through Changsun Han's thoughts and hinted, “Since you have seen my identity through time reversal divine ability, you also understand the deep blood feud between my ancestors and the Elysium Sect.”
“I believe I am not mistaken; you will not tell anyone about my identity, right?”
“Hmm.” Changsun Han actively swore, “I, Changsun Han, swear never to reveal your identity as part of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race to anyone. Otherwise, I will die a horrible death!”
After swearing, Changsun Han looked at Zhao Feiying and said, “Ying'er, swear too. Once Tan Yun's identity is leaked, the Eastern Continent Great Emperor, Southern Emperor, Northern Sovereign Emperor, and the Elysium Sect will not spare him.”
“Hmm, I understand; Tan Yun's identity is crucial.” Zhao Feiying nodded and immediately swore as well.