Published: February 24, 2025
Seeing this scene, Tan Yun felt an inexplicable panic, but soon he felt a sense of relief!
It was Mu Mengyi and Shangguan Bingbing who timely sheathed their swords; otherwise, Nangong Yuqin would have undoubtedly died!
“Whoosh!”
Mu Mengyi flicked her fingers, and a surge of spiritual power shot into Nangong Yuqin's brow.
“Want to die? Not on my watch!” Xue Ziyan teased as she pulled Nangong Yuqin towards Tan Yun.
At this moment, the surviving disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect began to gather around Tan Yun!
Currently, besides Huangfu Tingfeng, Ke Xinyi, Baili Longtian, Shangguan Bingbing, Jun Bu Ping, Xiao Qingxuan, Lu Ren, Xue Ziyan, Mu Mengyi, and Tan Yun, only three of the originally ten talismans lineage disciples were still alive.
Of the nineteen artifact lineage disciples, five remained; of the fifteen formation lineage disciples, five remained as well.
Xue Ziyan pushed Nangong Yuqin down in front of Tan Yun.
At this time, Baili Longtian held his sword to Ru Yan Chen's neck, shouting sternly, “Kneel!”
“Hahaha!” Ru Yan Chen let out a miserable laugh and then snarled, “If you want to kill me, just do it! You think I would kneel? Not a chance!”
Ru Yan Chen did not beg for mercy. To him, death was inevitable, so why plead for mercy?
Tan Yun glanced at Ru Yan Chen and mocked, “Is that so? Fine, I’ll give you a chance to reconsider, of course, with a choice.”
“As long as you kneel and bow three times to the disciples of the Huangfu Sacred Sect who have died, I’ll let you go.”
Ru Yan Chen was taken aback, looking at Tan Yun with disdain. “Do you find it amusing to toy with this young master? I scoff! Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning; you just want to humiliate me and then kill me, right?”
“You’ll let me go? Hahaha! You think this young master is a fool!”
In the face of the insults, Tan Yun stepped forward calmly and suddenly grabbed Ru Yan Chen by the neck with his left hand. Then, raising his right hand, he slapped Ru Yan Chen across the face with a sharp “smack!”
“Slap, slap, slap…”
The crisp sounds were rapid and loud, and Tan Yun’s expression was indifferent as he relentlessly slapped Ru Yan Chen's face!
After three breaths, Ru Yan Chen’s face was swollen and unrecognizable!
Ru Yan Chen glared at Tan Yun with a murderous look. Before he could speak, Tan Yun stated unequivocally, “I keep my word. I’ll give you one last chance: kneel and bow three times to the disciples of my sect who have died, and I’ll let you go.”
“Otherwise…”
Before Tan Yun could finish, Ru Yan Chen sneered, “Otherwise, screw you! This young master will never believe you!”
“Good, very good!” Tan Yun suddenly stepped forward, tightly grasping Ru Yan Chen’s hair, and forcefully slammed his head down against the ground. “Kneel!”
“Bang—crack!”
Immediately, Ru Yan Chen's face smashed into the ground, his nose bone shattered, and blood splattered everywhere!
“Ah!” In a miserable scream, Tan Yun yanked his hair, lifted him up, and then kicked Ru Yan Chen’s left leg, breaking it and forcing him to kneel!
“Bow!”
Tan Yun pressed Ru Yan Chen’s head down against the ground and slammed it three times.
Ru Yan Chen's head throbbed excruciatingly, his vision blurred with stars, crying and moaning in pain!
Tan Yun grasped Ru Yan Chen’s hair, pulled him up, and tightly gripped his left hand, bending his fingers outward!
“No… no… crack!”
Amidst the pig-like screams, Tan Yun brutally broke Ru Yan Chen’s fingers, blood gushing out from the exposed bones!
“Alright, now I’ll let you go,” Tan Yun said coolly, tossing Ru Yan Chen onto the nearby Spirit Vessel.
After crashing onto the Spirit Vessel, Ru Yan Chen endured the pain and confusion, immediately maneuvering the Spirit Vessel into the sky, disappearing in an instant. Only a roar echoed through the mountains:
“Tan Yun, remember this, one day, I will personally take your life!”
In the face of this threat, Tan Yun merely laughed, then turned his attention to the weak Nangong Yuqin on the ground.