Published: February 26, 2025
In a panic, as Cheng Fei Qian tried to struggle to his feet, Tan Yun kicked and broke several of his ribs, causing him to spit blood, resembling a low-flying shell that collided against the edge of the Divine Vessel.
Cheng Fei Qian, who had lost both arms and was severely injured, curled up on the ground, emitting cries of pain and plea for mercy.
“Whoosh!”
With a snap of his fingers, Tan Yun shot a wisp of ancestral power into Cheng Fei Qian’s forehead, binding his spirit pool. He then coldly smiled and said, “When you sent me away from the Eastern Continent Divine Sect, I never intended to let you live. Now that you want to kill me and seize treasures, you are even less likely to survive.”
“But don’t worry, I won’t take your life just yet; otherwise, your life lamp would extinguish.”
Cheng Fei Qian looked at Tan Yun in panic and trembled, asking, “W-what do you want?”
“Fu Chashu has left the Eastern Continent Divine Sect; what do you think I will do?” Tan Yun said with a sinister smile, taking out the Tower of Longing for the Lord and tossing it inside, instructing Shen Subing and the others not to let him die.
Afterward, Tan Yun cleaned up the bloodstains on the Divine Vessel, disguised himself as Cheng Fei Qian, and piloted the vessel back to the Mountain Gate of the Eastern Continent Divine Sect.
When the Inner Sect disciples saw the chief steward of the golden gate returning, they hurriedly opened the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate. After Tan Yun entered with the Divine Vessel, he headed directly to the hall of elder supreme Cheng Bufan.
As night was about to fade, Tan Yun put away the Divine Vessel and swaggered into the hall.
“Cousin, how did it go? Did Xiao Yun get killed?” Cheng Bufan asked excitedly. “If he did, we agreed on splitting the three hundred million Supreme Ancestor Stones fifty-fifty!”
Tan Yun glanced at Cheng Bufan, who had reached great perfection of the dao emperor realm, and said with a half-smile, “Don’t you notice any change in me compared to before?”
“Change? What change?” Cheng Bufan raised his white eyebrows, confused, “What are you talking about, cousin?”
“I mean, haven’t you noticed that my realm has decreased?” Tan Yun’s lips curled into a slight smile.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Bufan began to scrutinize Tan Yun’s realm. Suddenly, he exclaimed in astonishment, “Cousin, what happened to you? How did you become dao emperor realm sixth layer?”
“What do you think?” Tan Yun’s gaze became cold as he swung his right arm, setting up a barrier within the hall.
Suddenly, Cheng Bufan felt an ominous premonition arise and sternly said, “You are not my cousin; you are Xiao Yun!”
“Hehe, old man, you’re not too foolish after all; you finally figured it out.” Tan Yun’s eyes turned sinister. “Next, do you want to ask me where your cousin has gone?”
“No need to ask; I’ll tell you, he’s about to die!”
After hearing this, Cheng Bufan emanated the aura of great perfection of the dao emperor realm, glaring at Tan Yun, and coldly said, “I warn you, as the elder supreme, I am at great perfection of the dao emperor realm; killing you is as easy as squashing an ant.”
“I’ll say it once, listen carefully: let my cousin go, and I will let you leave; otherwise…”
Tan Yun smiled and waved his hand, cutting him off, “Otherwise what? Didn’t you just say that killing me is as easy as squashing an ant? Hehehe, why don’t you give it a try?”
“Don’t think that just because my cousin is in your hands, I won’t dare to kill you!” Cheng Bufan suddenly pointed a finger at Tan Yun’s nose. “Do you believe that I can kill you with just one finger right now?”
“Buzz!”
Tan Yun’s right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Cheng Bufan’s finger and snapping it with a “crack!”
“Damn, you dared to sneak attack me!” Cheng Bufan was about to retaliate when Tan Yun’s cold voice rang out, “Since you’re so eager to poke someone to death, let me help you experience what it feels like to be poked to death!”