Published: February 26, 2025
Tan Yun, who had lost both arms, spun in mid-air and delivered a powerful kick to the back of the Northern Sovereign Emperor.
“No!”
The women around him were overjoyed and wept, witnessing Tan Yun, with his arms gone, standing proudly in the air, while the Northern Sovereign Emperor lay gasping in a pool of blood.
The Gods within the Northern Ancestral City turned pale upon seeing the Northern Sovereign Emperor’s miserable state. They trembled, their eyes revealing despair.
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun flew down and stomped between the Northern Sovereign Emperor’s legs. “Even if you die, you are just an incomplete waste.”
“Ah…” The Northern Sovereign Emperor rolled on the ground in pain, weakly cursing, “Tan Yun, I curse you, may you die a terrible death… may you die a terrible death!”
“Whether I die a terrible death or not, I’m not sure, but I know that you, an ungrateful wretch, will definitely die a terrible death!” Xiao Zixi, holding the Divine Sword, flew into the air above the Northern Sovereign Emperor.
“Zixi, I leave him to you. I need to recover from my injuries first.” Tan Yun said, panting heavily.
“Mm.” Xiao Zixi nodded, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Tan Yun. “Thank you, Tan Yun.”
“Fool, do we still need to thank each other?” Tan Yun smiled slightly as Shen Subing and the other women flew to his side.
Once Tan Yun released the primordial chaos dominance body and returned to his normal height, Shen Subing quickly summoned the Tower of Longing for the Lord to allow Tan Yun to enter and recover from his injuries…
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”
“Puff, puff—”
Xiao Zixi twirled her delicate wrist, releasing waves of ten thousand zhang sword aura, continuously cutting at the Northern Sovereign Emperor’s colossal body of six hundred thousand zhang.
Each time the Northern Sovereign Emperor let out a miserable scream and fainted, Xiao Zixi would wake him up again.
For the next full two hours, the Northern Sovereign Emperor experienced what it meant to wish for death rather than life.
As night fell, the Northern Sovereign Emperor’s screams finally ceased, signaling his death.
At that moment, Tan Yun, who had healed, stepped out of the Tower of Longing for the Lord with a smile like a spring breeze.
After storing the Tower of Longing for the Lord, Tan Yun soared into the sky, hovering above the city gates. His ten fingers moved rapidly, sending strands of ancestral power into the City Defense Formation.
Before long, amid the desperate and terrified gazes of the Gods in the city, the City Defense Formation erupted with a loud crash.
“Run away!”
“Quick, save yourselves!”
“Tan Yun is going to slaughter the city, if we don’t escape now, we will all die…”
In the city, amidst the terrified shouts, some people fled in all directions, while others knelt on the ground, prostrating themselves in the void, constantly begging Tan Yun for mercy.
“Everyone, stop! Listen to me!” Tan Yun’s booming voice echoed throughout the Northern Ancestral City and the Northern Imperial Palace:
“Next, I will use the primordial divine eye to ascertain the thoughts of those who participated in the encirclement and slaughtering of my Immortal Ancient Divine Race back then.”
“If anyone was forced to participate, I promise to spare them and their family.”
“From now on, anyone who moves will be regarded as having voluntarily participated in the massacre of my people, and will be executed!”
After Tan Yun finished speaking, two kinds of voices erupted from the city. One was the sound of grateful weeping, and the other was the sound of despairing cries.
The grateful weeping contained two meanings. These people were clearly forced to participate in the encirclement and slaughter of the Immortal Ancient Divine Race. At the same time, they were grateful to Tan Yun for sparing their lives and for the deceased City Defense Commander, Jiang Lun.
They understood that it was Tan Yun’s mercy, due to Jiang Lun’s death, that spared them.