Published: February 26, 2025
A woman wielding a Divine Sword moved like a ghost, rapidly flashing through the snowy sky towards Tan Yun, her sword aimed directly at his throat!
Considering these female disciples, who monitored him daily as if he were a prisoner, the anger in Tan Yun's heart was unimaginable.
Thinking of these female disciples who monitored him daily as if he were a prisoner, Tan Yun's anger was palpable.
“Get lost!”
As Tan Yun's cold voice rang out, he suddenly sidestepped, narrowly dodging the sword aimed at his throat, and with a swift movement of his right hand, he delivered a powerful strike to the woman's chin.
“Bang!”
In an instant, before the woman could even let out a scream, her head exploded like a watermelon, her soul extinguished, her decapitated body spraying blood and crashing into the wall of the pavilion, creating a large hole.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
Hearing the commotion, Shen Subing, Ji Yuyan, Xuan Yuan Rou, and the other women rushed out of the pavilion. Upon seeing that it was Tan Yun and Yu Yunxi, they were filled with excitement.
“Husband, be careful!” Shen Subing quickly sent a voice transmission to Tan Yun.
“Don’t worry, I kill them like slaughtering dogs!” Tan Yun communicated back, casting a reassuring smile at the women.
At this moment, the remaining forty-nine female disciples at the great perfection of the dao god realm looked at Tan Yun with deep fear in their eyes.
“Even Sister Feng isn’t a match for Cheng Kun, and we are even less so!” One female disciple shouted in panic, “Quick, scatter and escape from the Eastern Continent Divine Lake, and report Cheng Kun’s intrusion to the sovereign!”
“Okay!” The women responded and attempted to ascend into the sky, trying to escape.
“If you can escape, then I'm not Tan Yun,” Tan Yun remarked expressionlessly. In an instant, the primordial chaos god-slaying sword shot out from his brow.
“Primordial divine step!”
As Tan Yun reached out with his right hand and grasped the primordial chaos god-slaying sword, he activated the primordial divine step.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
“Puff, puff—”
Due to Tan Yun’s incredible speed, at that moment, the snowy sky was filled with Tan Yun's figure, along with the lightning-like sword auras tearing through the night.
Blood sprayed as one female disciple after another had their heads pierced by Tan Yun’s sword, their bodies falling into the void, embedding themselves a foot deep into the snow.
“Spare me…”
“Don’t kill me…”
“Spare me…”
“…”
The terrified screams echoed in the snowy sky for only three breaths before falling silent, with thirty-five female disciples completely dead.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
“Puff, puff—”
With a series of dull thuds, Tan Yun flickered and struck twelve female disciples' chests with twelve palms. The twelve female disciples spat blood, their Divine Swords falling from their hands, crashing to the ground like kites with broken strings.
Blood poured from their mouths as they struggled to rise, but their injuries were too severe, and they clearly could not get up.
“Why… why do you want to kill us?” One female disciple looked at Tan Yun with fear and confusion in her eyes.
She felt that today was dire but was confused as to why he, a high-ranking elder of their sect, would want to kill them.
“Because you are enemies,” Tan Yun said coldly, using the primordial divine eye to control the twelve women.
“Husband, what are you trying to do?” Shen Subing questioned, confused, as were the other women except for Yu Yunxi.
“You will know soon,” Tan Yun smiled slightly at the women. He then turned to Yu Yunxi and said, “Yunxi, now that we have dead bodies here, the disciples responsible for monitoring the life lamps at the Life Divine Palace must have noticed the life lamps of these female disciples extinguished.”
“Without a doubt, I estimate that the disciples guarding the life lamps are on their way to inform Xiang Yu!”