Published: February 24, 2025
“Elder of the refining soul realm's sixth layer, that voice was disguised. I will definitely find out who you are and kill you again!”
The weak voice resonated within Tan Yun's slowly beating heart.
He never expected that the other party would brazenly enter the pagoda.
"Whoever tries to kill you again!"
Fortunately!
Fortunately, he didn't die!
Immediately, deep emotion surfaced in Tan Yun's eyes, a tear sparkling in his eye.
Because last night, he clearly heard Shen Qingfeng and the herb garden disciples crying.
To temporarily escape the enemy's slaughter, and to give himself a chance to grow, Tan Yun chose silence amidst the cries of everyone. He chose the tortoise breathing technique, making his heart stop beating and entering a state of false death.
At the same time, he used secret techniques to endure the pain of his soul being torn apart and severed a wisp of soul contained within the identity token.
Now that the identity token was destroyed, the life lamp set up at Shen Qingfeng's place had long since extinguished!
In fact, last night, when Tan Yun maneuvered the spirit vessel and fell at the Azure Spirit Immortal Mountain, he had already laid down a trap!
The golden cicada shedding its shell tactic made everyone think he was dead!
Making all enemies believe he was no longer in this world, only in this way could he rest and recover in the future!
"All my enemies, go ahead and laugh!"
"You won't be able to laugh for long..."
Tan Yun's weak voice laughed, a chilling laugh filled with endless killing intent!
"I'm so tired; I can finally rest easy for a while..." Tan Yun gently closed his eyelids.
Inside the dim coffin, it was vaguely visible that almost only a skeleton remained, yet with ten times the recovery speed, flesh and blood were visibly growing...
At the same time, at Ice Clear Immortal Mountain.
Shen Qingqiu and Shen Wende stood outside Ice Clear Hall with solemn expressions, waiting for Shen Subing.
Half an hour later, Shen Subing landed gracefully on the summit on a flying sword, joyfully exclaiming, "Qingfeng, Wende, I have good news! Chief Tang has regained consciousness after taking the Revival Sovereign Pill refined by my master."
"Hee hee... Chief Tang also said that I could have become an elder of the Immortal Sect Danmai, but due to the grand competition of the three great ancient sects in two years, which is very important, she wants me to lead the inner sect danmai disciples to participate in the competition before she feels at ease."
Shen Subing's face was filled with joy, "She also said that if I can make achievements again by then, she will let me become a meritorious elder of the Immortal Sect Danmai!"
"I really look forward to it." After Shen Subing finished speaking, she suddenly remembered her master's words and looked at Shen Qingfeng, asking, "Oh right, did you arrange a prepared immortal mountain for Tan Yun?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingfeng's eyes turned red, and a tear slid down his weathered face filled with creases. "Miss, the immortal mountain has been prepared for Tan Yun, but... Tan Yun has had an accident."
Shen Wende, who was beside Shen Qingfeng, sighed deeply, closed his eyelids, and tears fell.
Seeing the expressions of the two, Shen Subing's heart sank, and her smile abruptly faded. "What do you mean by an accident?"
"If he is injured, use the best medicine on him! If he is disabled, I will personally take him to the Immortal Sect, even to the Holy Gate Danmai for treatment!"
"Miss..." Shen Wende said tremulously, "Tan Yun... died, he was killed in the early morning."
"What did you say?" Shen Subing's delicate fist suddenly tightened, a surge of anger igniting in her chest, "Say it again!"
"Miss, Tan Yun is dead." Shen Qingfeng's tears flowed uncontrollably.
Shen Subing's body trembled, extending a finger to point at Shen Qingfeng, coldly saying, "He created a legend for our Danmai! Such a disciple, Wende would have wanted him, but I left him to you. How could you take care of your disciple! Tell me!"