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Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun's wrist spun rapidly, his figure like a specter, accompanied by brilliant sword auras that illuminated the night sky, enveloping the disciples.
"Thud, thud—"
The sharp sounds of blades slicing through the air rang out, marking the beginning of a fierce confrontation.
With each swing of his sword, the disciples found themselves caught in a deadly spiral of light, unable to react in time.
They had just awakened from their shock, but it was already too late.
The overwhelming aura of death descended upon them, and one by one, they fell under Tan Yun's relentless assault.
As the last disciple fell, the once bustling city gate fell silent, bathed in the eerie glow of the primordial divine eye.
Tan Yun stood amidst the carnage, his expression cold and unwavering, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
The night was still, but the echoes of his sword still resonated in the air, a testament to his power and determination.
With a wave of Tan Yun's hand, he collected the spoils and flew into the Hall of Time and Space. Suddenly, he remembered something and exited the Hall.
Holding the Divine Sword, Tan Yun extracted a towering monument from a nearby mountain peak.
"Rumble!"
With a swing of his right arm, the mountain-like towering monument abruptly plunged outside the city gate.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Tan Yun wielded the primordial chaos god-slaying sword, moving at high speed, and immediately inscriptions appeared on the monument!
Afterwards, Tan Yun flew back into the Hall of Time and Space, took out a Supreme Ancestor Stone, and activated the teleportation array, rapidly disappearing within it...
A moment later.
Within the Hall of Time and Space of the Eastern Continent Divine Sect's Inner Sect, as the void rippled like water, Tan Yun appeared out of thin air.
"You two come in," Tan Yun said to the two Inner Sect disciples outside the Hall.
"Yes, elder supreme." As soon as the two disciples entered the Hall, Tan Yun activated the primordial divine eye, taking control of them. Immediately, a voice filled with a demonic tone echoed in their minds, "Forget tonight's scene of seeing me and elder two in the Hall of Time and Space."
"Disciples obey." After responding, Tan Yun allowed the two to leave the Hall and released his control over them.
As the two regained their senses, they felt the space within the Hall fluctuating rapidly. They turned around sharply, only to find no one there.
"Huh? Did I just see a ghost?" One of them, bewildered, said to the other disciple, "From the fluctuations in the void just now, it was clear that someone left through the Hall."
"But we have been guarding here and didn't see anyone!" The other one was just as puzzled.
As the two were baffled, Tan Yun was rapidly traversing the time tunnel leading to Eastern Region Fang City...
After a full two moments, Tan Yun emerged from the Hall of Time and Space outside Eastern Region Fang City.
"A group of beasts surnamed Fu Chao, tonight is your death day!" A glint of killing intent flashed in Tan Yun's eyes as he used the invisibility technique to fly into the city gate.
However, the disciples of the Eastern Continent Divine Sect guarding the gate were completely unaware.
Once inside the lively Fang City, Tan Yun took just a moment before arriving at a towering pavilion deep within the city.
This was the Joyful Spirit Pavilion, a place for drinking and revelry. Unlike other parts of Fang City where customers diminished at night, here they only increased.
As soon as he stepped into the Joyful Spirit Pavilion, he saw alluring women in revealing attire swaying their waists as they welcomed guests, leading them towards uniquely decorated private rooms upstairs...
At this moment, within a luxurious pavilion on the top floor of Joyful Spirit Pavilion, fifteen handsome young men were seated, drinking and chatting cheerfully.
In the arms of the fifteen men were women accompanying them.
Among them, a young man in a golden robe was none other than the current crown prince of the Eastern Continent Ancestral Dynasty: Yuwen Lieyun.