Published: February 24, 2025
Gao Yang Wushuang, who was like a lifeless puppet, hung precariously in the void, his eyes filled with an overwhelming mix of emotions!
There was sadness, grief, and pain; there was unwillingness, anger, and despair!
The sadness and pain stemmed from the fact that his beloved Ouyang Qian was already dead, and his enemies were right before him, yet he was powerless.
What filled him with anger and despair was that he could never have imagined that Tan Yun, at the seventh layer of the fetal soul realm, possessed such terrifying strength!
Even more unbelievable was that he, who was ranked on the Dan Dao Battle Rankings, was actually weaker than Tan Yun. Even after consuming the Bone Strengthening Pill, he was still no match for Tan Yun!
Regret?
He indeed felt a bit of regret. At twenty-three years old, he had the appearance of youth, but he was actually only forty, already having become a saint level alchemist.
If he had not encountered Tan Yun, with his alchemical arts and his supreme talent in Time Fetal Soul, his future would have been limitless!
However, everything was lost because Tan Yun had destroyed it all!
But the ship had sailed, what use was regret now!
At this moment, Gao Yang Wushuang laughed, a miserable laugh, and after a long time, unable to speak due to losing his tongue, he raised his head and looked at the battered and armless Tan Yun. His lips moved silently, and from the shape of his lips, it was clear he was struggling to say, "I die... you can't change the fact that you are... a lowly disposable disciple..."
Hearing this, Tan Yun also laughed, a wild and proud laugh, yet it was also a sympathetic laugh, "The lowly disposable disciple in your eyes will one day make countless cultivators in the Heavenly Punishment Continent bow down. One day, he will make all the worlds tremble, but unfortunately, you will not see it."
After speaking, with a thought, the wood elemental power wrapping around the Flying Sword disappeared, and then he controlled the Flying Sword to "thump!" pierce through Gao Yang Wushuang's throat with a spray of blood!
"Thump!"
The Flying Sword spun parallel inside the neck, the headless corpse and head fell into the void...
At this moment, outside the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation, from the highest rank to the lowest disciple, everyone was silent.
Suddenly, the crowd saw the sword formation flickering frequently, showing signs of collapse.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew the decisive battle was coming to an end and guessed that Tan Yun had no chance of survival.
More than seven hundred disciples from the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden had already cried until their eyes were red. They recalled what Tan Yun had said earlier, that today's battle was for the disposable disciples of the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden who had no rights. They cried silently!
They thought of many things, remembering how when Tan Yun first arrived at the herb garden, he eliminated the bully Cheng Yaozuan, saving them from being bullied!
They thought of Li Ziquan, who made them kneel, whipping and humiliating them, and how Tan Yun stood up and defeated Li Ziquan, allowing ten of them to retaliate against him; they cried!
In their hearts, it was Tan Yun who came to the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden that gave them dignity. They were even more aware that after Tan Yun's death, they would still be the lowly disposable disciples without rights, suffering humiliation.
"Woo... Senior Brother Tan..." Big Niu and other disciples could no longer contain their sorrow and sobbed softly.
However, as a weak yet smiling voice came from within the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation, the disciples of the herb garden suddenly froze!
"I'm not dead yet, why are you all crying? Aren't you all grown-ups?"
Shen Subing's delicate body trembled, gazing intently at the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation, her beautiful eyes filled with uncontrollable shock!
"Hahahaha... this little brat isn’t dead!" Shen Qingfeng's old body trembled violently, and murky tears flowed from his eyes.