Published: February 25, 2025
“This sixth sword is to repay you, this wicked woman, for keeping Ruyue in the dark!”
Nangong Yuqin swung her sword again, severing Shi Wanruo's right hand!
“Ugh…” Shi Wanruo glared at Nangong Yuqin with venomous eyes.
Suddenly, Nangong Yuqin's emotions surged.
“Swish, swish—”
As Nangong Yuqin cried her heart out, she swung the sharp blade wildly, slashing down at Shi Wanruo!
In an instant, the air was filled with Shi Wanruo's heart-wrenching cries of pain.
Blood sprayed and flesh flew; Nangong Yuqin continued to swing her sword until Shi Wanruo's body was reduced to fragments, still venting her profound sorrow!
No one could comprehend the pain within her heart!
“Yuqin, she’s already dead.” Tan Yun held Nangong Yuqin tightly, feeling heartbroken.
With a clang, the Flying Sword in Nangong Yuqin's hand fell to the ground. She clung to Tan Yun, pounding his back, choking on her sobs, “Wuu… Tan Yun… I miss my mother so much…”
“I’m really so sad… I hate it so much, I hate Shi Wanruo even more, and I hate Nangong Holy Lord! I want to kill him, even if he is my father, I will kill him!”
Tan Yun’s eyes were misty with tears as he held Nangong Yuqin tighter, saying, “No matter what, Nangong Holy Lord is still your biological father. You cannot kill him with your own hands; that is especially inhumane.”
“Don’t worry, you can’t kill him, but I can! I promise that after I leave, I will bring people to destroy the Nangong Sacred Dynasty!”
With Tan Yun's continuous comfort, Nangong Yuqin gradually stopped crying. “Tan Yun, I’m tired. I want to rest for a while. Duan Cangtian is up to you, kill him… kill that despicable accomplice!”
“Okay.” After releasing Nangong Yuqin, Tan Yun abruptly tore off his golden beard and golden eyebrows. Then, his relaxed skin tightened, regaining his handsome appearance.
However, at this moment, his handsome features became extremely distorted!
There was no need for Nangong Yuqin to say she wanted to kill Duan Cangtian; he would do it anyway!
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun's figure flashed and vanished, landing on Duan Cangtian. He roared, “On the day I married Yuqin, you forcibly separated us. Because Yuqin was taken by you, my mother often wept with grief!”
“You made me take elixirs that caused me to lose my memories of Yuqin, leading me to several encounters where I nearly killed her after entering Huangfu Sacred Sect!”
“Today, I am going to settle this grudge with you…”
Before Tan Yun could finish his words, he was interrupted by Duan Cangtian, and what followed only fueled Tan Yun's rage.
“Hahaha…” Duan Cangtian sneered, “What is there to settle? I’m just an old man waiting to die.”
“Even if you kill me, you and that little bitch Yuqin have already suffered all the hardships.”
“Tan Yun, come on, use any cruel methods you want on me. I don’t care.”
Hearing this, Tan Yun felt as if he had punched air.
In the next moment, Tan Yun suddenly thought of something, his eyes narrowing as he sneered, “Don’t think that just because you act like a dead pig that isn’t afraid of boiling water, I can’t do anything to you.”
“Old fool, open your eyes and see what this is!”
As he spoke, Tan Yun waved his right arm, and a surge of spiritual power coalesced from thin air into a memory image.
When Duan Cangtian saw the next scene in the memory image, his eyes turned bloodshot as he cried out in despair, “No! Second Brother!”
“Tan Yun, what did you do to my second brother!”
Within the memory image, Tan Yun was seen kicking apart Duan Cangqiong's legs, and then, amidst Duan Cangqiong's heartrending wails, Tan Yun thrust his sword into Duan Cangqiong's mouth, shattering his teeth and tongue!
Then, the memory image suddenly cut off.
“Tan Yun, you little bastard, what did you do to my second brother…” Duan Cangtian’s voice turned fearful, but it was suddenly cut off by Tan Yun sealing his throat and vocal cords with spiritual power.
“Hahahaha!” Tan Yun laughed out of anger, “Oh, are you feeling heartbroken? Too bad, I won’t tell you.”