Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun's words left Tang Xinying, Shen Subing, and everyone present in shock, as if they couldn't believe their own ears!
He was injured like this, yet he still wanted to fight? Had he been blinded by hatred? Did he really have the confidence to kill the five from the eighth layer of the refining soul realm?
As the silence lingered, doubt filled the atmosphere around them. The severity of Tan Yun's injuries was evident, and the thought of him taking on such a formidable opponent seemed almost ludicrous.
However, in Tan Yun’s eyes burned a fierce determination. His spirit was unyielding, and he was prepared to face whatever came his way. The thought of backing down was not an option for him.
With a deep breath, he steadied himself, channeling the primordial chaos divine liquid within him. He felt his spiritual power surging, intertwining with his will to fight. As the energy flowed through him, he believed in his strength, his skill, and his resolve.
"I will not back down!" he declared, the fire in his eyes igniting the surrounding atmosphere.
The others exchanged glances, still grappling with their disbelief.
"Is he truly serious?" Ziyan murmured, her voice tinged with concern.
But Tan Yun stood firm, unfazed by their apprehension.
In that moment, he transformed his fear into courage, ready to face the challenges ahead. He knew the path of a warrior was fraught with peril, but it was also filled with opportunities for greatness.
The atmosphere shifted, and the air crackled with tension as Tan Yun prepared to unleash his full potential against the formidable foes he was about to face.
In the depths of his being, he summoned the primordial divine step, ready to move with swiftness and precision. Each breath he took steeled his determination, and as he advanced, he could feel the power of the primordial fire coursing through his veins.
With each step, he seemed to defy the very limits of his injuries, turning pain into power, and doubt into conviction.
Tan Yun was ready to show the world that he was more than just a wounded warrior; he was a force to be reckoned with.
Tang Xinying also cast a questioning look at Tan Yun!
As for Lu Yi and the other elders, along with Han Yong and all the stewards, they believed that Tan Yun was courting death!
Lu Yi, the fourth elder's disciple, thought that Tan Yun had lost his mind, and Shen Subing and Tang Xinying, risking breaking the sect rules to save him, while he was still foolishly insisting on fighting!
Shen Subing had over three thousand disciples under her, and although they didn’t want Tan Yun to take risks, there was also a voice in their hearts calling out, hoping that Tan Yun would fight!
If he could kill the five opponents, he would avenge his fellow disciples and prove to everyone that there were also geniuses among the disciples of the meritorious elder who could challenge beyond their level!
Tan Yun swept his gaze over the complex expressions of desire, expectation, and worry among Shen Subing's disciples, then looked at Shen Subing in front of him and said firmly, “I am determined to fight!”
“How confident are you?” Shen Subing remained concerned.
“No matter the odds, I must kill them for revenge!” Tan Yun's voice was powerful.
After a brief silence, Shen Subing took a deep breath and said, “Alright, this time I trust you!”
After speaking, Shen Subing turned to Tang Xinying, “Chief, since Tan Yun says to fight, then let’s fight!”
“Hmm.” Tang Xinying suddenly became curious. Where did Tan Yun get his confidence from, being gravely injured?
At this moment, did Tan Yun have confidence?
Indeed, he did!
“Be careful.” After reminding Tan Yun, Shen Subing's figure flashed and disappeared from in front of him, returning to Tang Xinying's side.
“Tan Yun, you arrogant beast, I will kill you to avenge Senior Brother Hou and the others!”
“Exactly!”
At this time, the five disciples brandishing Flying Swords looked at Tan Yun three hundred feet away, exchanged glances, and shouted in unison, “Let’s go together and kill him!”