Published: February 26, 2025
They couldn't understand why Cheng Kun would help them.
Not only were they puzzled,
Not only were they puzzled, but Fu Chahan, who had lost his right hand, also felt the same way.
At this time, Yu Yunxi stepped into the main hall and said to Tan Yun, “I’ll go outside to keep watch.”
“Mm.” Tan Yun nodded.
“Whoosh!” Yu Yunxi turned into a fleeting shadow, disappearing at the entrance of the third-floor hall.
“Cheng Kun, are you crazy?!” Fu Chahan erupted like thunder, roaring, “Do you want to rebel? You dare to injure this young master?!”
Tan Yun tightly gripped the Divine Spear, ignoring the commotion. His eyes were blood-red as he stared at Fu Chahan, his voice hoarse as he uttered, “Beast!”
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun, wielding the Divine Spear, swiftly lunged toward Fu Chahan's right chest. The speed was so incredible that even Fu Chahan, who was at the first layer of the daoist realm, couldn't evade it, let alone someone at the first layer of the dao king realm.
“No… ah!”
“Pfft!”
Amid Fu Chahan's miserable scream, the sharp tip of the spear pierced through his right chest, shooting out a bloody hole from his back!
Tan Yun's right hand tightly gripped the Divine Spear as he suddenly lifted Fu Chahan.
“Cheng Kun… let this young master go quickly, or my father will not only torture you but will also annihilate your wife, Fang Yuan, and your entire family!”
While Fu Chahan raged, blood spewed from his mouth.
“Bang!”
Tan Yun swung his right arm and threw Fu Chahan to the ground.
Fu Chahan crawled up with one hand and, terrified, tried to run toward the wooden door of the hall!
He was scared!
Utterly frightened, at that moment, Tan Yun was like a demon in his heart!
A demon that devours people without spitting out bones!
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun stepped forward, swinging the Divine Spear. The hard shaft acted like a relentless club, ruthlessly striking Fu Chahan’s knees.
“No!!”
“Bang—Crack, Crack!”
The muffled sound of smashing and the crisp sound of bones shattering echoed as blood mist filled the air. Fu Chahan's knees exploded apart, and two blood-soaked shins flew away from his body.
Under the immense inertia, Fu Chahan, having lost both legs and his right hand, his body rushed toward the door like a rolling boulder.
“My legs… my legs!”
As Fu Chahan was about to crash into the door, he suddenly froze in mid-air. Unbeknownst to him, Tan Yun had appeared behind him, fiercely gripping his left shoulder with his left hand.
“Creak, creak—”
Tan Yun, like a god of death, exuded a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes. His fingers gradually exerted force, sending rivulets of blood into Fu Chahan’s left shoulder, gripping his shoulder bone!
“No… Cheng Kun, please don’t do this to me…” Fu Chahan’s pain and fear caused tears to stream down his face as he pleaded desperately, “As long as you let me go, I swear I will never cause you trouble.”
“Not only that, I will recommend you to my father and let you become a core elder in the core sect. What do you think?”
“You want to be a core elder? The power is so much greater than that of an elite elder!”
“Cheng Kun…”
Before Fu Chahan's pleading could finish, he let out another painful scream as Tan Yun crushed his shoulder bone with his fingers.
“Bang!”
Then, Tan Yun slammed Fu Chahan, who was rendered completely powerless, onto the ground and stepped on his lower abdomen.
“Cheng… Cheng Kun… what do you want to do?” Fu Chahan felt Tan Yun's right foot pressing down on his lower abdomen, fear gripping him as he noticed it moving downward, bringing an ominous premonition.
Tan Yun looked down at Fu Chahan with blood-red eyes, still silent, but that gaze frightened Fu Chahan so much that he urinated his pants.
“Cheng Kun… no… I beg you, don’t do this to me…” Fu Chahan desperately pleaded.
The silent Tan Yun finally spoke, “Who do you think you are? You think you can just kiss the women here because you want to?”
“You want Shen Suzhen to accompany you; does she have to accompany you?”