Published: February 25, 2025
Tan Yun stepped closer to the disciple of the divine soul celestial palace, who had lost both legs and his right hand. With each step, the killing intent grew stronger!
Recalling the actions of the nine disciples against Mu Mengyi just moments ago, Tan Yun approached the disciple with bloodthirsty eyes. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the dart that had pierced Mu Mengyi's white wrist and fallen to the ground.
"Don't? You hurt my woman and sought to defile her!" Tan Yun crouched down and roared, "Of course, I want you to die a horrible death!"
"Plop!"
Tan Yun plunged the dart into the man's left wrist, gruesomely tearing out the tendons as blood gushed forth.
"Ah... no!"
As the man screamed like a slaughtered pig, Tan Yun crushed his lower body with a kick.
"Plop, plop..."
Tan Yun was like a bloodthirsty demon, gripping the dart tightly like a dagger, and with lightning speed, he inflicted over a hundred cuts across the man's face, neck, and chest!
Each wound was deep enough to see bone, blood spraying everywhere, yet none struck a vital spot!
The man's face was unrecognizable, a sight too gruesome to bear, causing the other eight disciples, who were pinned to the ground by the heavenly slayer demon ape's pressure, to feel their spines chill and their hairs stand on end. They were terrified to the point of wetting themselves!
Watching Tan Yun's cruel treatment of their fellow disciple filled the eight with horror!
However, what terrified them even more was yet to come!
Tan Yun, still wielding the dart, danced it upon the disciple's body, blood and flesh flying everywhere. In mere moments, the disciple was reduced to almost nothing but bones, yet he was still alive!
"Ah... it hurts... ah..."
"Tan Yun, please give me a quick death, I beg you... Grandpa Tan!"
Amidst the chilling screams, Tan Yun did not end the disciple's life; instead, he rose and approached the second disciple from the divine soul celestial palace, stomping to shatter his lower body!
"Ah... Tan Yun, I curse you to die a terrible death!"
"Tan Yun, you monster! You ruthless beast..."
As the disciple's brutal curses rang out, Tan Yun crouched down and, like before, severed his tendons with the dart, mercilessly mutilating his body!
Ignoring the curses, Tan Yun was unmoved!
A dragon has its reverse scale; touching it means death. If Tan Yun were a dragon, without a doubt, Mu Mengyi was his reverse scale!
Yet the nine disciples of the divine soul celestial palace dared to take turns trying to defile Mu Mengyi, a malicious thought devoid of humanity that ignited Tan Yun's rage!
This made Tan Yun more bloodthirsty and ferocious than ever!
Tan Yun had the ability to execute all nine of them at once, but he chose not to. He wanted his enemies to suffer one by one, to experience torment while their companions watched helplessly, allowing them to endure the deep fear of impending doom!
For the next long moment, Tan Yun brutally tortured four more disciples until they were on the brink of death.
Just as Tan Yun was about to make a move on the seventh disciple, he and the remaining two disciples turned pale, their faces turning cyan, eyes bulging, breathing rapidly, their bodies twitching under the pressure, ultimately succumbing to fear!
Their deathly expressions were terrifying!
"All of you hybrids, go die!" Tan Yun waved his right arm, six streams of spiritual power pierced the throats of the remaining six disciples, killing them instantly!
Afterward, Tan Yun stored the heavenly slayer demon ape into the Spirit Beast Bag, then kept the battle power items into the Qiankun Ring. Next, he summoned the Low-Grade Sub-Respect Artifact Spirit Vessel and made it hover in the air.
Tan Yun cradled Mu Mengyi as he soared onto the spirit vessel and arrived at the training room. He placed his left hand on Mu Mengyi while his right hand gently helped her out of her tattered, blood-stained red dress.
Then, Tan Yun took out a brand-new white undergarment from Mu Mengyi's Qiankun Ring and gently dressed her.