[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Heavenly Evil (Complete) - 22

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Chapter Six: Fleeting Clouds

"I'm not lying to you! In all my years, I, Zhao Fei, have never seen such a beautiful woman..."

In a teahouse on the outskirts of Chunshui City, an ordinary-looking man was enthusiastically recounting his recent adventure to the other patrons. Judging from the focused and excited expressions on their faces, this man named "Zhao Fei" was quite the storyteller.

"That day was just like any other. I was waiting for passengers to board the ferry at the dock when suddenly my eyes lit up. A magnificent painted boat, unlike anything I'd ever seen before, like an incomparably graceful black swan, quietly glided across the river. And at the bow, a stunning beauty... No! Calling her a beauty is an insult to her! Even comparing her to a celestial being couldn't describe even a fraction of her beauty. Her appearance would eclipse even the finest jade. Her flawless features, coupled with her elegant and graceful figure, were absolutely perfect!"

Hearing Zhao Fei's exaggerated description, some customers in the shop couldn't help but sneer, "

Come on! We all know who you are, Zhao Fei. A girl who only spends a couple of nights at Xihua Pavilion is a beauty to you? Who knows if you drank too much wine before work that day and mistook a sow for Diao Chan!"

This immediately drew laughter from the other customers. Zhao Fei's face flushed red, and he retorted,

"Fatty Zhu! Don't try to undermine me! Although I, Zhao Fei, haven't seen many beauties, I can still distinguish between a stunning beauty and a common one. Unlike you, with a tigress at home, even if your wife says dog poop on the street is gold, you'd still have to pawn it for money!" "

The man called 'Fatty Zhu' was indeed a notorious henpecked husband in Chunshui City. Even after Zhao Fei exposed him in public, he dared not utter a word in rebuttal, fearing that it would reach the ears of his wife and incur her wrath. He could only grunt and return to his seat. Zhao Fei,

seeing that he had defeated an opponent with just a few words, looked smug. He surveyed the room, holding a wine jug in his left hand, and continued:

'Alas! I, Zhao Fei, don't know what good fortune I accumulated in my past life to witness a celestial being descend to earth. Standing on the bow of the ship, she spoke volumes without uttering a word. Her eyes were like two hazy, desolate lighthouses on a foggy beach, filled with endless sorrow, as if whispering a painful past. Just gazing at her face, I, Zhao Fei, couldn't help but shed tears.'

Hearing Zhao Fei's vivid description, even those who initially didn't believe him couldn't help but ask:

'Damn it! Old Zhao, is what you're saying true or false?'"

Zhao Fei lowered his head and sighed, his expression that of a lovelorn heartbroken man: "If there is even half a lie, may I, Zhao Fei, die a horrible death. Alas! I was as if frozen in place, watching that fairy-like beauty and the black pleasure boat carrying her slowly sail past me, like a beautiful dream that will never return. But I know I will never forget that breathtaking moment for the rest of my life! " "

The story has ended, but Zhao Fei has successfully established an image of an unparalleled beauty in the minds of everyone in the shop. Many curious customers surrounded Zhao Fei's table, chatting amongst themselves, hoping to glean some information about the beauties on the pleasure boat from him. However, when the person in question seemed to have taken a mute pill, only receiving a shake of the head in response to every question, the commotion in the teapot gradually subsided.

But the real storm this conversation stirred up in the martial arts world was only just beginning.

"An exceptionally ornate black pleasure boat… could it be the 'Yanluo Boat' of the 'Mingyue Sect'? This should be a symbol of status that only the Mingyue Sect Master can use when he goes on tour. It's said that it was later given to Yu Baixue by Jun Nitian. So, the unparalleled beauty that this man named Zhao Fei claimed to have seen… could it be…?" At a table in the corner of the teahouse, a plain-looking man in gray clothes, oblivious to the lively discussion, stood out like a roadside stone. His barely twitching ears revealed that he hadn't missed a single word of conversation. Once he

was certain he couldn't overhear anything new, he quickly formed a startling conclusion in his mind. Then, suppressing his excitement, he quietly slipped away unnoticed. He opened a tea shop.

Unfortunately, like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, the man in gray didn't notice that as he left the tea shop, two pairs of cold, piercing eyes briefly met his. But in his haste to leave, he failed to notice these two pairs of malicious gazes.

He simply didn't notice.

The man in gray stepped out of the tea shop, his previously ordinary expression suddenly turning cold. In a flash, he leaped up, his body seemingly merging with the wind, using his lightness skill to speed eastward, his entire body moving with incredible speed, as if his feet didn't touch the ground.

"I must quickly report this news to the prison master."

This was the only thought in the man in gray's mind at that moment.

After running for a while, the man in gray seemed to sense something amiss around him. "Whoosh!" He abruptly stopped, spun around, and his gleaming eyes scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't see a soul. Just as he was wondering if he was imagining things, a cold laugh suddenly rang in his ears. "

Jing Beihui, 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain,' was once a renowned figure! How did he end up as a lackey of 'Prison Breaker'?"

The man in gray was shocked, not only because his opponent could casually call out his disguised name, but also because it seemed the enemy had been secretly following him for some time without his knowledge—a truly astonishing skill.

The man in gray was sweating profusely, but outwardly remained calm, shouting, "Friend, what kind of person are you? Why don't you come out and show yourself!"

"You want to see me?"

A hoarse, almost broken voice echoed softly. Before the words had even finished, two more figures appeared in the gray-clad man's line of sight: an old man and a young man. The old man had a weasel-like face, a head of gray hair, and a hunched back. His obsequious smile, as if afraid of offending anyone, made him resemble an old dog wagging its tail in submission. The

young man beside him was about twenty years old, dressed in a clean, white robe. He wasn't tall or imposing; rather, he resembled a shy young woman, with a face... With shy smiles and eyes narrowed like two horizontal needles, the two standing together looked jarring and out of place.

The man in gray was taken aback. Even as a seasoned veteran, he was caught off guard by this unexpected turn of events and didn't know how to react.

The old man, with a forced smile, addressed the man in gray, "Brother Jing, you seem to be in a hurry. Are you rushing back to report to your master what you saw and heard in the teahouse?"

The man in gray was now certain that the other man was after him, and that they had undoubtedly been in the same room. However, despite his reputation for sharp hearing and keen eyesight, and his supposedly photographic memory, he had no recollection of these two strikingly different people, indicating that the other man's abilities far surpassed his own.

The man in gray asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you two?" "I'm confident I have no past grudges against the two of them. Why would Luo block my way and act like a bandit?"

The old man, with his long, drooling tongue, chuckled and said, "Although we have no past grievances or recent feuds, if Brother Jing reports the news I just heard to your master, it will definitely greatly damage my fellow disciples' business. I have no choice but to ask Brother Jing to find a place to rest."

The man in gray was stunned. These two people, so different in age and temperament, were actually fellow disciples! A chill ran down his spine. Judging from their appearance and relationship, he made a terrible guess! Could it be... please, please don't let them be those two terrifying demons...!

Thinking of the possible identities of the old and young, the man in gray involuntarily broke out in a cold sweat. If he was right, he would have no chance of survival today.

The young man in white remained silent until his final words, when they were sharp and deadly. His narrow eyes suddenly flashed with a venomous glint as he lowered his head and said,

"You're dead."

His tone was completely natural, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself.

The man in gray could no longer restrain himself. With a roar, the short sword in his sleeve appeared in his hand with incredible speed. His swordplay was explosive, and in the blink of an eye, he unleashed eighty-one thrusts, targeting the vital points of both the old and the young. This move, "Autumn Rain Fills the Mountains and Forests," was the man in gray's signature technique, the origin of his nickname "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" swordsman. Thirteen bandits from Liancheng Village had been killed by this move, earning him the reputation of one of the Seven Great Swordsmen of the Righteous Path.

If it weren't for the "Mingyue Sect" and the title of the Third Great Swordsman in the World, he would still be the spirited Xiaoxiang swordsman, singing and wielding his sword.

Memories and swordplay flashed through the air like fleeting shadows. Before the clash of swords intensified, the smiling young man in white suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a fanatical, cruel, and sadistic light—a mixture of innocence and malice, flashing across his vision in an instant. Then, as if nothing had happened, he lowered his head again. The old man

revealed his noticeably long tongue, licked his nose, and chuckled, "This kind of character doesn't need your help, senior brother. Let me handle it."

Hearing the word "senior brother," Jing Beihui finally confirmed his suspicions and broke out in a cold sweat.

—There was no mistake! These two really were…

In desperation, his swordplay became even fiercer and faster, like thunder and lightning, a desperate, life-or-death struggle. He knew very well what a fate worse than death awaited him if he fell into the hands of these legendary demons.

The old man smiled kindly, his face full of goodwill, and suddenly sighed, "The last remaining flame of the 'Wind-Walking Sword Sect' will be extinguished with the death of 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain' today. Truly, all things are impermanent, beyond human control!"

The old man suddenly attacked.

A gray shadow sliced through the heavy sword pressure, a miracle from another world, seemingly alive, "staring" at the vital point of Jing Bei's sword strike. A thunderous clang resounded, and this sword strike, capable of cutting through wind and rain, was forcefully restrained by the old man's withered, bony claws!

Jing Bei tried to retract his short sword, intending to twist off his opponent's five fingers, but found the blade firmly pressed down by two large stones, unable to move even an inch. He had no more doubts now, his expression changing as he exclaimed,

"The Great Branch-Breaking Hand?! You are Cang Gou, one of the Nine Extraordinary People!" The old man chuckled, “

I haven’t roamed the martial world for a long time. I didn’t expect you youngsters to still remember my name.”

Jing Beihui’s face grew even paler: “You’re Canggou, then he must be Baiyun.”

“He” naturally referred to the white-clad young man standing silently to the side. Hearing Jing Beihui’s words, the latter raised his head and said with a half-smile,

“Now that you know our identities, you can die in peace!”

He still had that girlish smile, but Jing Beihui couldn’t smile at all.

Baiyun and Canggou, among the nine extraordinary figures, were even more fearsome than the “Demon Spirit” Ye Meixie. These two were not only ruthless in their methods against enemies, leaving no survivors, but they also took pleasure in torturing and killing young boys and girls. Their evil deeds had reached the point of being universally condemned. However, these two were skilled in martial arts and cunning by nature. The righteous masters had repeatedly sent people to hunt them down, only to cause bloodshed. Bloodshed and heavy losses plagued the land, yet the two brothers continued their wicked ways. Finally, they alarmed the leader of the Nine Eccentric Masters, "Xuanzong" Xiao Wentian. "Xuanzong" personally intervened to deal with the two extraordinary figures. The outcome of that battle remains unknown; all that is known is that the two wicked men vanished without a trace, while Xuanzong continued his carefree life. However, everyone believed that Baiyun Canggou must have suffered a great loss at the hands of "Xuanzong" to have slightly restrained his evil deeds. In their hearts, Xiao Wentian was a figure comparable to the "King of Hell," Jun Nitian.

Before joining the "Prison Break," Jing Beihui was a renowned swordsman, but compared to the two demons among the Nine Eccentrics, he was a far cry.

Unable to draw his sword, Jing Beihui decisively abandoned it and retreated swiftly. Just as he was about to use his signature "Three Swallow Slashes" technique to escape, Bai Yun, who had remained motionless, suddenly let out a cold laugh, and then his entire body floated away as lightly as a feather. Leaping off the ground, his initial momentum seemingly slow, he moved with lightning speed, closing in on the other man's embrace. At an almost impenetrable distance, he lightly struck Jing Beihui's chest with his palm, then drifted away like a cloud, his expression as if he hadn't touched him at all.

Jing Beihui, however, was like a collapsed skeletal tower, paralyzed on the spot, unable to move an inch.

Cang Gou clapped his hands and laughed, "Senior Brother's 'Little Flower-Folding Palm' has improved again, truly commendable!"

He outwardly appeared to be more than two levels above Bai Yun, yet

he always addressed the latter with utmost respect as "Senior Brother," which sounded extremely strange. Cold sweat poured down Jing Beihui's forehead. The pain within him was far more excruciating than being torn apart, yet he endured it without begging for mercy, hissing,

"Kill...kill me!"

Cang Gou smiled compassionately, "How can that be?" "We still have a lot to ask you."

Bai Yun suddenly made a move without a word, swiftly grabbing Jing Beihui's jaw. A "crack!" was heard, and the latter's lips and jaw were dislocated. His handsome smile remained, and he said casually,

"This way, he can't bite his tongue to commit suicide, and we can slowly extract a confession."

Cang Gou gave a thumbs up and praised, "Senior Brother is so thoughtful. Junior Brother is far inferior to you." He seemed to never miss any opportunity to flatter Bai Yun.

Bai Yun said, "Enough nonsense. Carry this kid away. No one else can see it. It's a small matter if the news leaks, but it would be bad if we ruined this big deal."

Cang Gou chuckled and said, "Of course, of course." "That appearance truly resembled an old dog sticking out its tongue and nodding.

Jing Beihui's bones were shattered, and his true energy dissipated, but Bai Yun cleverly left him a little vitality to prolong his life. Completely powerless to resist, he could only watch as Cang Gou's withered, emaciated old face approached him step by step. A thick, nauseating stench filled his nostrils, and he lost his last sense of consciousness.

Chapter Seven: The Overlord Unarmored.

Jun Tianxie, following his agreement with Taishi Danqing, left the Taishi family through the back door. He encountered no obstacles along the way and was just about to catch his breath when he suddenly sensed an unusual aura. Turning his head, his eyes were immediately drawn to it as if by a magnet, unable to look away.

'Why leave without even saying goodbye? It's so hurtful!'" A

soft, charming voice, seemingly carrying an indescribable hint of provocation, coupled with a languid and lonely expression, as she leaned comfortably against the red brick wall, her graceful curves exquisitely defined, her delicate oval face adorned with two sparkling black gems—it was impossible not to notice her.

Jun Tianxie wore an embarrassed expression, like a child caught red-handed by an adult, and said with a wry smile, "So it's you, Taishi Zhen."

Taishi Zhen put her hands on her hips, a playful yet reproachful expression on her face, and angrily approached Jun Tianxie, saying, "So you still remember me! You left home without a word back then, and haven't heard a sound for years. I finally saw you come back, but you can't even stay half a day before leaving again without saying goodbye. What do you take me for?!"

Jun Tianxie looked overwhelmed and took two steps back, his face plastered with a fawning smile, but inwardly he wondered, "Yeah! What am I to you, Grandma? Why does the young master have to report to this shrewish girl before leaving?" "

Of course, it was impossible for Jun Tianxie to say this in front of Taishi Zhen. He had not forgotten the wise saying, 'Only petty men and women are difficult to deal with.'"

Tai Shi Zhenyu turned her head to the side, her eyes seemingly brimming with tears, and said softly, "All these years you've been living a carefree life outside, but have you ever thought that someone... is thinking of you?"

Jun Tianxie secretly cried for help. He was quite experienced in dealing with a woman's tearful offensive, but that was only if he could trick her into bed. He could be gentle at times and domineering at others, using any means necessary to achieve his goal. The problem was that he had already promised Tai Shi Danqing that he wouldn't touch his daughter. Given the latter's obvious affection, it was extremely difficult for him to unilaterally "control himself."

Taishi Zhen raised her face, more beautiful than a peach blossom, and said with a mixture of sobs and lamentations, "Don't you know how I feel about you?"

To be confessed to by such a stunning beauty in such close proximity, hearing such tender words that seemed to melt iron, even a reclusive master or a high-ranking monk would likely be moved, let alone Jun Tianxie, who hadn't tasted love for quite some time. He was practically ready to stand at attention and surrender to Taishi Zhen.

But the thought of Taishi Danqing quickly extinguished the burning desire within him.

Blinking, Jun Tianxie feigned a genuinely satisfied expression and sighed, "Actually, over the years, I've often thought of Zhenzhen-nainai, only wishing I could sprout wings and fly back to your side."

"I'm so glad you say that..." Taishi Zhen brought her lips close to Jun Tianxie's, her face full of sweet smiles.

"But why do you always lie to me?"

Hearing the last sentence, Jun Tianxie realized something was wrong, but it was too late. The five slender fingers pressing against his chest, which had been concealing their true energy, suddenly surged forth like a burst of water from a shattered silver bottle. Before Jun Tianxie could build a defense, they invaded his meridians, locking the key points of connection like a conquering territory, effectively stripping him of his body's autonomy.

"Damn it! It's the 'Heart-Locking Love Lock'! How could I forget, she's that old fox Taishi Danqing's daughter!"

Taishi Zhen tilted her head, revealing a captivating smile, but to Jun Tianxie at this moment, it looked like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.

"Why are you men always so self-righteous? So easily fooled?"

Jun Tianxie blinked his innocent big eyes, still managing a smile in this situation, and said, "This question can be discussed properly after Grandma Zhenzhen releases my pressure points.

I just admire your feigned composure. Men who beg for mercy in a few moments are just too boring!

Keep it up, don't get discouraged!"

"Oh no! Why do I always run into these perverted women?"

Jun Tianxie tried his best to maintain a calm smile, saying casually, "I am, after all, your father's guest. If Zhenzhen treats guests like this, it might damage your family's reputation, wouldn't it?"

Taishi Zhen said, half-resentful and half-angry, "Why do you speak to people with such a distant attitude? Do you know how much it hurts them?"

"Damn it! This little bitch really knows how to change the subject. It seems difficult to threaten her. Is my lifelong reputation, Jun Tianxie, going to be ruined by this brat? No! I must think of a way!" "

Uh... Zhenzhen, there might be some misunderstanding between us, Grandma, let me explain..." He

tried to distract the other party with words, then suddenly shouted to attract the attention of the others in the aristocratic family, hoping that Taishi Zhen would hesitate to let him go. Although doing so would make him lose face, it was a necessary choice to protect himself.

However, Taishi Zhen seemed to have anticipated his actions. Her slender fingers changed again, and the power of the Love Lock spread from the "Hand Shaoyang Lung Meridian" to all the meridians in his body, as naturally and unhindered as a flower bud sprouting. In the process of merging and absorbing, it could also seal the original power at just the right time, sealing several major acupoints on Jun Tianxie's body in one go. Of course, this included the mute acupoint.

He patted Jun Tianxie's stiff cheek triumphantly and chuckled, "Oh, I almost forgot that we are childhood sweethearts and have a certain tacit understanding between us, don't you think? Tianxie." "

It's your mother!" For the first time in his life, Jun Tianxie felt the urge to curse at a woman. Although he had considered raping and murdering her before, this was truly the first time he had ever cursed someone.

Taishi Zhen suddenly swept Jun Tianxie up in her arms, his weight seeming effortless to her.

"If we delay any longer, it won't be good if someone sees us. Tianxie, let's find somewhere else to have a proper talk!" Jun

Tianxie's last glimmer of hope vanished. He'd spent his days hunting geese, only to have one peck out his eye. He nearly fainted from anger, silently praying that Taishi Zhen's twisted tendencies wouldn't become too severe, or this time it would be far more horrific.

Taishi Zhen, carrying Jun Tianxie, used his lightning-fast lightness skill to rush towards a bamboo grove. Jun Tianxie recognized it as the place Taishi Zhen loved to visit when he was a guest in the Taishi family. He'd been half-forced, half-invited, reluctantly becoming Taishi Zhen's "playmate" a few times. He never imagined he'd revisit this place in such a way.

"If I'd known that brat would grow up to be this twisted, I should have raped and killed her in this secluded place!" "

With terrifying regret swirling in his mind, Jun Tianxie could only let himself be carried like a sack by Taishi Zhen. The scenery along the way quickly disappeared to both sides. As his frustration and anger gradually subsided, the more calmly he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was not simple. "That little bitch's skill far exceeded my expectations, probably no less than Sister Tianjiao, but she has no reputation in the martial arts world. Is it because Taishi Danqing intentionally concealed the strength of the family, or is there another hidden story..."

Taishi Zhen didn't care what thoughts were running through Jun Tianxie's mind. After a few twists and turns, he arrived deep in the bamboo forest, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the latter to the ground. The latter was dizzy from the fall but couldn't open his mouth to cry out in pain. In his heart, he naturally cursed Taishi Zhen's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Taishi Zhen released Jun Tianxie's speech acupoint and said coquettishly, almost face to face with him, "Alright! Now that no one else is disturbing us, we can finally have a proper 'talk'!"

Jun Tianxie sighed and said, "Seriously, what exactly do you plan to do with me, Grandma?" "Let's get down to business!"

Shi Zhen chuckled and patted Jun Tianxie's cheek, saying, "Don't look so dejected! I'm not going to eat you."

Jun Tianxie sighed, "But I want to drink milk!"

Shi Zhen blushed, revealing her girlish charm, and said, "Oh! How can you say such a thing? It's so embarrassing!"

Jun Tianxie, a seasoned womanizer, knew that when girls said "so embarrassing," they usually meant "so happy," and smiled slightly, saying, "A beautiful lady is sought after by a gentleman, as the ancient saying goes; it's a matter of course, what's so embarrassing about it?"

Shi Zhen pursed her lips shyly and said, "You're still the same as before, unchanged, your mouth is still so mischievous."

Jun Tianxie laughed, "But isn't that what Zhenzhen likes most about me? I remember when we played house together as children, Zhenzhen always insisted on being my bride!"

Shi Zhen beamed with joy, "So you still remember things from when we were little!" "I thought you heartless brat had completely forgotten about her!"

Although it was a pretense of compliance to protect herself, Taishi Zhen's radiant smile did indeed stir Jun Tianxie's heart. Unfortunately, this enchanting scene only lasted a short time. The previously cheerful Taishi Zhen suddenly changed, kicking Jun Tianxie in the stomach while cursing, "So you're just like those stinking men, making up any sweet lie to save your life! Go eat shit!"

"Ouch!"

Unable to protect himself with his luck, Jun Tianxie took a solid kick from the unruly woman, nearly vomiting bile. He rolled several feet away like a gourd, still wondering why she had suddenly turned on him after speaking so politely.

Taishi Zhen slowly walked to Jun Tianxie, squatted down, and said to him in an icy tone, "Do you know? Countless men have deceived and flattered me like you have. Do you know what happened to them?"

Jun Tianxie was still smiling, but his smile was tinged with guilt.

"What happened to them?"

Taishi Zhen suddenly burst into laughter, a sharp and maniacal laugh.

"They're right beside you! Can't you see them?"

Jun Tianxie turned his head in horror, looking around. He saw the green grass covered in dried, sticky blood, and dozens of corpses. The bodies were in varying degrees of decay; some were just bones, others looked like they had only recently died. The stench of blood lingered in the air, as if time itself had frozen there, leaving only a horrifying scene.

"Mama...maybe you killed all these people?"

Taishi Zhen's face shifted with eerie shadows. Although she still wore the same seductive smile, it appeared to Jun Tianxie as the smile of a demon.

"What do you think? All men are the same, treating women only as tools for their lust! I only need to give them a little something, and they all agree to die for me. I'm just fulfilling their wishes."

Jun Tianxie opened his mouth wide but couldn't utter a word, staring at Taishi Zhen's eerie and beautiful body under the moonlight. "Grandma...Grandma's gone mad!"

Tai Shizhen turned to look at Jun Tianxie, her beautiful face revealing an ominous black smile.

"I knew you'd say that. It's so disappointing! Even my childhood sweetheart can't understand me. What man in this world is trustworthy?"

"Damn it! That little bitch is even crazier than I imagined. How did that old turtle raise his daughter?" Jun Tianxie cursed the Taishi father and daughter in his heart, but to improve his miserable situation, he had to give a false answer, forcing a smile: "Zhenzhen, Grandma, listen to me..."

But Taishi Zhen didn't give Jun Tianxie a chance to finish, slapping him across the cheek until it was swollen and red. She roared, "Shut up! You're just like those stinky men, you have no right to talk to me!"

Jun Tianxie cried out that he had some terrible luck today. He had to provoke this incomprehensibly crazy woman, Taishi Zhen. Even worse, this woman enjoyed torturing and killing men. If he didn't think of a solution quickly, he, "Evil Star," would become a missing person lying dead on the roadside!

“I have no choice but to use that move!”

Taishi Zhen suddenly extended a slender, jade-like finger, tracing its shape slowly across Jun Tianxie’s chest, and said softly, “Tianxie! You promised me back then that you would stay by my side for life, do you remember?”

Knowing that this finger could potentially disembowel him at any moment, Jun Tianxie forced back his cold sweat, trying to remain calm as he said, “Of course I remember, but the changing circumstances of time and space often force us to act against our will…”

A hint of sadness flashed in Taishi Zhen’s eyes, but it was quickly filled with an unusual light, replaced by a radiant smile, “It’s alright, I have a good way to make us stay together forever…”

“Oh no! That little bitch is about to strike, I can’t hesitate any longer!”

With Jun Tianxie’s intelligence, he could naturally deduce what Taishi Zhen meant by “being able to stay together forever.” Knowing that the other party was about to strike at any moment, Jun Tianxie had no choice but to use the killer move he had originally been reluctant to use. "

Nirvana Body Protection Eight Methods - Seventh Technique - Overlord's Armor Removal!"

Jun Tianxie's face suddenly turned blood-red, and his chest caved in deeply as he inhaled, startling Taishi Zhen, who was standing close by. As the latter involuntarily took a step back, Jun Tianxie, who should have been incapacitated, suddenly moved! "You little bitch! You think killing me is so easy!"

Because this acupoint-opening technique was extremely damaging, Jun Tianxie was reluctant to use it unless absolutely necessary. However, Taishi Zhen's acupoint-sealing technique was extremely skillful, and with his life at stake, he was forced to use his trump card.

The sudden change caught Taishi Zhen off guard; lacking combat experience, he froze, unsure how to react, missing the crucial moment to respond. Jun Tianxie, who had fought until he coughed up blood and suffered internal injuries to break free of the seal, naturally wouldn't let this golden opportunity pass. His "Liberation Sword Qi" erupted like a venting of pent-up resentment, thankfully remembering to hold back; the sword qi pierced through his body, leaving only a seal without causing harm.

"Ah! " Taishi

Zhen let out a low cry and collapsed to the ground, while Jun Tianxie struggled to suppress the surging blood and qi within him caused by the opening of his acupoints. For a moment, neither of them could move, and only heavy breathing filled the air.

Jun Tianxie had never imagined that he would be so humiliated by a woman. As his strength recovered, his anger gradually intensified. He raised his head, thinking about how to take revenge on this psychopathic little bitch, when he saw Taishi Zhen with her hem half open, her two long, beautiful legs, as white as jade, lying limply sideways. Her alluring and seductive private parts seemed vaguely visible. His forehead exploded with a "boom!" and he could no longer look away.

"Damn it! This little bitch almost ruined my life. If I don't take my revenge on her before I indulge in playing with this beautiful body, I'll really be letting myself down! But I promised that old man Taishi Danqing... Whatever! His daughter attacked me first, I was just forced to defend myself... The important thing is, I haven't had soup in a long time!" "

Ultimately, his lust overwhelmed his reason. Jun Tianxie got up from the ground and walked towards Taishi Zhen, his eyes flashing with lewd light, leaving no doubt that he would 'take him down on the spot.'

Just as Jun Tianxie's hand was about to remove Taishi Zhen's clothes, a sigh suddenly came from behind. Jun Tianxie's body trembled, his lustful expression replaced by a sharp, unsheathed edge. He slowly turned around to face the newcomer.

'You still can't let go of your daughter after all! Old bookworm.'

The newcomer was dressed in a scholar's robe, with a dignified and otherworldly air, yet his eyes were filled with melancholy. He was none other than the current head of the Taishi family, Taishi Zhen's father—Taishi Danqing.

Chapter Eight: Unbearable Past

Taishi Danqing remained silent, his once bright eyes now somewhat dim. Suddenly, he sighed, 'I remember you promised me that you would never harm a hair on my daughter's head. And now?'" "

Jun Tianxie isn't one to be easily intimidated. He sneered, pointing to the corpses scattered on the ground, and said, 'Did these people also agree to the same conditions? If so, I'm truly glad I'm not a man of my word!'

Taishi Danqing's expression changed, his body trembled slightly, he sighed, and shook his head, saying, 'Those people were blinded by lust, they brought it upon themselves, they deserve to die.'

Jun Tianxie laughed heartily, 'What a high-sounding statement! It could be recorded in history books and passed down through the ages: 'Taishi Danqing and his daughter eradicated lecherous villains and scoundrels of the martial world, preventing such a thing from happening in the first place!' What do you think of such a title?"

Taishi Danqing's face grew even more ashen: "Don't jump to conclusions before you understand the truth."

"Then let me understand," Jun Tianxie said calmly, "Or you have a second option, the oldest but also the most effective one."

Jun Tianxie didn't utter the words "murder to silence," but he knew Taishi Danqing would understand. The latter's refined face slowly shifted away, his expression aging as if he had aged several years in an instant. "

You understand?"

Hearing that Taishi Danqing seemed unwilling to take action, Jun Tianxie's tone softened as well.

"After all, we're childhood sweethearts. Why did Zhenzhen become like this?"

"I think I have the right to know."

Taishi Danqing didn't answer immediately, his empty eyes seeming lost in thought. After a long while, he said, "Of course... you should know..."

"Just a year after you left the Taishi family..." Taishi Danqing said slowly in a dreamy tone, as if he had fallen into a time tunnel, "Zhen'er was really heartbroken for a long time after losing a playmate of similar age. During that time, the thing she did most often was to run to this bamboo forest alone and reminisce about the beautiful time she spent with you."

Even Jun Tianxie, whose heart was as hard as iron, couldn't help but feel a pang of pity after hearing Taishi Danqing's words. His entanglement with the Taishi family was just a stop on his life's journey, but he never expected that Taishi Zhen would take this false "feeling" so seriously.

Taishi Danqing continued, "It's just that Zhen'er's mother passed away early, and I was usually busy compiling historical records and neglected to discipline her. Zhen'er is also a child who keeps everything to herself. All these flawed factors finally led to an irreparable mistake."

“Talking to historians is exhausting. They always have such long and tedious introductions before they get to the point.” Trying

not to show his impatience, Jun Tianxie asked, “What exactly happened to Zhenzhen? Why does she hate men so much?”

Taishi Danqing’s body trembled slightly, his eyes flashing with profound sorrow and self-reproach. He lowered his head and said sadly, “She was raped.”

“What?!”

Jun Tianxie’s body jolted, his eyes widening in disbelief, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

“That day, she returned from the bamboo forest as usual, then locked herself in her room, refusing to see anyone or eat the food brought in. After two days of this stalemate, I finally couldn’t resist breaking down the door and barging in. The moment I saw Zhen’er’s face, I understood the horrific ordeal she had endured. The scene of her screaming for me to leave has gnawed at my heart like a venomous snake for years, causing me immense pain every time I recall it!” "

Every word Taishi Danqing spoke was filled with immense pain and self-reproach. As a father, he was powerless to protect his loved ones; the helplessness and regret he felt were no less than that of the victim himself." "Who raped her?" Jun Tianxie asked.

Taishi Danqing shook his head. "I don't know. She never says."

Jun Tianxie asked in surprise, "Can't you find out?"

Taishi Danqing gritted his teeth, each word seemingly spoken with all his might, "Over the years, only two thoughts have lingered in my mind. One is how to find that beast who raped Zhen'er! And after finding him, what methods should I use to torture him until he begs for death?" Seeing Taishi

Danqing's gritted teeth, Jun Tianxie had no doubt about the seriousness of his words. If the murderer who raped Taishi Zhen really appeared before Taishi Danqing, the old scholar would surely abandon his historian's dignity without hesitation and deal with his enemy in the most barbaric and cruel way!

"Six months passed like this. Zhen'er and I never mentioned what happened that day. Just when I naively thought that she had healed her wounds, I found that she had started to wander around that bamboo forest again. Because I was worried, I secretly followed her and observed her whereabouts. When I found her almost half-naked, covered in blood, with the corpse of a strange man lying at her feet, can you understand the feelings of a father who sees such a scene?"

Jun Tianxie was speechless. The ordeal that had befallen Taishi Zhen reminded him of his own and Jun Tianjiao's childhood experiences—so similar, so equally unbearable to recall. "

I've summoned countless renowned doctors to treat Zhen'er, but none of them could offer a reasonable explanation for her abnormal behavior. She doesn't even remember what she did in the bamboo forest, nor does she remember killing anyone. The only thing I, her derelict father, could do for her was to secretly protect her and cover up all this darkness!"

If Jun Tianxie were a righteous man, he would surely condemn Taishi Danqing for his selfish actions, disregarding the lives of others to protect his daughter. Unfortunately, Jun Tianxie's life had always been contrary to the concept of "righteousness." He wouldn't, and couldn't be bothered to, interfere in the actions of others as long as they didn't infringe upon his interests.

Stroking his hair, Jun Tianxie said, "You're telling me all this hoping I'll keep your secret out of sympathy for Zhenzhen's plight?" Taishi

Danqing gave a self-deprecating laugh: "What in this world can keep a secret better than the dead? Especially someone like you, where promises are just a joke. If I want to keep a secret, the only way is to kill you!"

This was also the question in Jun Tianxie's mind at this moment. Knowing himself as he did, if Taishi Danqing wanted him and his daughter to live a worry-free life and for Taishi Zhen to continue her revenge through her dual personality, then silencing him here was probably the only option. Although he was not afraid of anyone, the old bookworm's martial arts skills were deeply hidden, and he was not confident that he could escape unscathed.

Putting away his self-deprecating smile, Taishi Danqing said calmly: "You don't need to be surprised. I'm telling you this because I hope you can do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Find the person who raped Zhen'er back then."

Jun Tianxie asked in surprise: "Back then, you laid a net of heaven and earth but still couldn't find that person. Now, many years have passed, and even if there were clues, they have been lost with time. How could I possibly make a breakthrough?"

"Just because others can't doesn't mean you can't. " "Tai Shi Danqing said heavily but firmly, "I believe in your abilities as the 'Evil Star.' If there's anyone in the world who can find that wicked beast, that person will definitely be you!"

"Such high praise is too much for me to bear!" Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly.

"You also bear some responsibility for Zhen'er becoming like this. Even for the sake of our childhood friendship, don't you hope that Zhen'er can be freed from the shackles of nightmares?"

"I knew you would say that." Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I will do my best! But I'm not very confident about success. After all, so many years have passed, and it's questionable whether the murderer is still alive."

Tai Shi Danqing gritted his teeth and said, "I hope he lives to be a hundred years old, so that after I catch him, I can personally cut off pieces of his flesh until he breathes his last breath!"

Jun Tianxie shook his head and said, "If I can really catch him, of course you can do whatever you want with him, but..."

"But what?"

Jun Tianxie revealed a sly smile and said, "What benefit do I get if we catch the criminal?" After

all, it was his nature as a wicked star; he would never forget to prioritize his own interests under any circumstances.

"You…" Taishi Danqing raised an eyebrow, seemingly about to erupt in anger, but ultimately held back: "Fine! You wouldn't be yourself if you didn't say it this way. Since you've already spoken, you must have already thought of your terms. Tell me!

But I warn you, don't try to take advantage of the situation. Making exorbitant demands often leads to a complete breakdown in the deal."

"Don't worry! I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me." Jun Tianxie shrugged. "My request is only five simple words—'Imperial Ultimate World-Shaking Classic.'"

Taishi Danqing's expression changed drastically upon hearing this: "You want to see the records in the 'Imperial Ultimate World-Shaking Classic'?! What's your purpose?"

Jun Tianxie smiled calmly: "Don't worry!" "I have no interest in martial arts secrets written for those in power. I only want to see records about the 'Mingyue Sect.'"

Taishi Danqing's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You want to use the records in the 'Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Scripture' to find the weaknesses in Jun Yanhuang's martial arts?"

Jun Tianxie gave a thumbs up and said, "It seems the phrase 'rigid and inflexible' definitely doesn't apply to you, old bookworm. Enough nonsense! The conditions have been stated; we're just waiting for your golden words. Do you agree or not?"

Taishi Danqing pondered for a long time before slowly nodding and saying, "I can agree to your request, but only after you complete your mission."

"Agreed. Business always requires a contract of exchange," Jun Tianxie laughed. "Now that everything is clear, can I leave?"

"No, there's still one thing I haven't finished explaining."

Jun Tianxie asked in surprise, "What is it?"

Taishi Danqing suddenly stopped talking and struck Jun Tianxie with his palm. Hidden true energy spread outwards from the center, blocking any possible escape route. The concentrated pillar of true energy slammed into Jun Tianxie's chest like an iron hammer; if it landed, it would surely shatter his internal organs.

Jun Tianxie was greatly startled. In haste, he condensed his evil Nirvana protective energy, pushing out two streams of true energy with his palms, using a gentle force to dissipate the vanguard's strength. Then, his arms swirled and crossed, forming an iron wall of energy to resist. However, Taishi Danqing's follow-up force contained an air of absolute dominance, easily crushing everything in its path and inflicting substantial damage on Jun Tianxie's meridians.

"Ugh!"

Jun Tianxie spat out a mouthful of blood, flying through the air and crashing through several bamboo stalks before finally stopping. When he regained his footing, his eyes were filled with barely contained rage.

"Damn it! You old bookworm, what do you mean by this?"

Taishi Danqing said coldly, "You just had some indecent thoughts about my daughter, didn't you?!

This slap is just a small punishment to deter others. If this happens again, it won't be so easy!" "

I only wanted to molest her, and I almost got killed by your daughter!" Jun Tianxie suppressed the urge to curse Taishi Danqing, because reasoning with such an overindulgent father was pointless.

Taishi Danqing had already turned his back to Jun Tianxie, examining the unconscious Taishi Zhen's condition. Without turning his head

, he said, "Go! Come back to me if you have any further news." Jun Tianxie closed his eyes, rubbing his nose with one finger as he sighed, "Considering how well you and your daughter treated me back then, I'll give you a piece of advice, old bookworm: a flawed personality cannot be corrected through indulgence."

Taishi Danqing was about to pick up his daughter when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Is this alarmist talk? Or is it based on experience?"

Jun Tianxie spread his hands and said, "The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener may have taken it to heart. Interpret it however you like."

Taishi Danqing said coldly, "I've remembered your words." Without making any further comment, he carried Taishi Zhen and strode out of the bamboo forest.

Jun Tianxie watched Taishi Danqing's retreating figure, a complex expression in his eyes. He murmured, "The trauma of my formative years caused a personality shift... but it's fundamentally different from my split personality. Is it because of the difference in paternal love...?"

No one but himself could hear the profound sorrow hidden beneath the surface meaning of his words.

A hurried man in black, completely ignoring the astonished gazes of passersby, sped past them like a swift arrow. By the time they realized what was happening and turned to look for him, he had already vanished.

If anyone could see the expression on his face, they would see not only extreme anxiety but also a deathly pallor.

The man in black was indeed in a great hurry; he was essentially racing against the sands of life.

Such relentless running would exhaust even a horse, yet the man in black showed no signs of stopping. In his mind, only one thought remained: to see the person he needed to see and say a few words to her.

Death is no object as long as the goal is achieved.

As the long road came to an end, divine favor appeared before the man in black. A pair of celestial beings, seemingly straight out of a painting, stared at him with astonishment. The dashing young man frowned, and before he could react to his sudden attack, the other woman, graceful and beautiful, blurted out,

"Brother Long, wait! They're one of us!"

Before the young man could speak, the man in black had already knelt down, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Your subordinate greets the Prison Master."

The woman addressed as "Prison Master"? Then the identities of this young couple were obvious.

Seeing the rising steam emanating from the man in black, his clothes seemingly soaked, the woman couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly. She asked with concern, "No need for formalities, Black Dove. What's the matter so urgent? You seem injured. Let me take a look!"

The man called "Black Dove" suppressed a mouthful of blood choking him and said anxiously, "It's too late! Lord Prison, there's only one thing I must report to you personally… There's an unexpected situation at the 'Mingyue Sect'…" Xiao

Shiqing, a woman who had taken on the responsibility of leading the anti-demon cause—the vanguard organization—sounded a glint in her eyes upon hearing this and asked urgently, "What situation?"

"Black Dove" is the top secret scout in "Prison Break," and the fact that these two would meet again proves that the situation is far from ordinary.

Black Dove was about to answer when a sharp pain shot through his chest. The injuries he had suppressed earlier could no longer be contained. He realized that the "Chi You Spear Technique" was indeed as formidable as its reputation suggested. He had thought he had narrowly escaped death, but now it seemed his opponent already knew he wouldn't last more than a hundred miles, hence the waste of energy chasing after a survivor.

The handsome man beside Xiao Shiqing was none other than his "natural enemy," Long Bufei! Seeing Black Dove's predicament, he quickly stepped forward, striking Black Dove's back with both palms simultaneously, attempting to heal him with his own inner energy.

Unexpectedly, the intervention of external inner energy caused the latent spear force to go out of control, and a tragic flower of blood bloomed on Black Dove's chest. As the blood mist thinned, it symbolized the passing of a life. "White Snow... White Snow is born!" "With his last strength, he left these words as his final testament to the world: 'Snow White... Snow White is born!'"

Black Dove, with his last breath, left these words as his final words to the world.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shiqing was struck dumb, her face drained of color, and she clutched her heart, whispering as if in a dream: "What a beautiful Snow White! Jun Nitian, this time your death is truly near!"

Chapter Nine: The Birth of Snow. A

thick white mist blankets the Duonao River, the ethereal sound of water mingling with the hazy sunset, adorning the river with a dreamlike beauty.

In this hazy white world, a colossal black vessel, seemingly a prehistoric monster, suddenly emerges from the fog. Its hull is at least twice the size of a typical river ferry, at first glance appearing as a rocky outcrop rising from the riverbank.

At the bow, a woman of indescribable beauty stands silently. Her figure is slender, her waist graceful, her elegance flawless. Her eyes are clear and endless, yet seem to hold a sorrow that even the three rivers and five lakes cannot wash away.

She is like a perfect work of art, born from the very essence of heaven and earth; even the Creator, with all his might, could not replicate her. She is absolutely unique!

Her skin, as smooth as snow, is... Her features were flawless, exuding a mature and elegant beauty, yet everyone who looked at her was immediately struck by an endless sorrow, like the vast ocean.

The woman stood on the ship's bow, gazing into the distance. The river wind billowed her palace dress, accentuating her exquisite figure, giving her an indescribable delicate fragility, yet also a breathtaking allure.

Her long, flowing black hair danced in the breeze, and the deep sorrow in her eyes, like the white mist on the river, seemed impenetrable.

Suddenly, a man in a silver outfit, with long ponytail, a tall and straight figure like a spear shaft, and a flawlessly handsome face, his eyes shining like the brightest black gems, walked slowly behind the woman in palace attire, and said in the gentlest tone, "It's windy outside, Madam, you should go back and rest!"

The palace-clad beauty slowly shook her head, whispering as if in a dream, "I still want to see more of the beautiful scenery on the 'Duonao River'."

The silver-clad man came to stand shoulder to shoulder with the palace-clad beauty, gazing at her incomparably beautiful profile. A surge of emotion welled up within him. Such a peerless beauty, intelligent inside and out, why did Heaven bestow such a tragic and heavy fate upon her?

Was it truly a case of Heaven being jealous of beauty?

"I'm sorry."

"Ah?" The silver-clad man was lost in thought and only reacted to the palace-clad beauty's words after a moment, then felt a wave of embarrassment.

"Why are you apologizing to me?" "You

also have to travel with me; I truly feel bad."

The silver-clad man laughed heartily, "Being with you, Madam, is like facing mountains of knives and seas of swords; even I, Zilong, would gladly endure it!

Why should you feel bad, Madam?" There was something he wanted to say, but he couldn't bring himself to say it—"Besides, Madam should have left 'his' side long ago." "

When did it begin? He, a master among the world's top experts, willingly became a shadow, hoping only to be by the side of the most beautiful woman in the world, without complaint or regret.

Even knowing she never loved him, it didn't matter.

With his looks, status, and martial arts, he could choose any beauty in the world, but after seeing the beauty of the most beautiful woman in the world—Yu Baixue—all other beauties were merely ordinary faces in his eyes, beneath his notice.

Yes, the true identity of the palace-dressed beauty was the woman who, twenty years ago, was known as the most beautiful woman in the world, but was robbed after her family was wiped out by the 'Yanhuang' Jun Nitian." Returning to the legendary, tragic beauty who bore him a son and a daughter—Yu Baixue!

The man in silver was no ordinary person either; he was none other than Tan Zilong, one of the Nine Extraordinary Men, known as "Double-Gun"

Tan Zilong, whose "double guns are invincible"!

Twenty years ago, when Tan Zilong was already a renowned martial arts master, he had a chance encounter with Yu Baixue and was immediately captivated by her beauty. This woman made Tan Zilong forget everything else around him, and even his fervent pursuit of martial arts became insignificant. As long as he could be by her side at any time, and see her every day, he would be willing to die for her. It's a pity.

If it weren't for the unexpected intervention of "Yanhuang" Jun Nitian, this seemingly perfect match in appearance might have truly had a chance to develop a relationship.

Unfortunately, fate intervened. First, the "Jade Dynasty" was mercilessly crushed by the "Mingyue Sect," and Yu Baixue was captured. When Tan Zilong arrived after receiving the news, it was too late. In his desperation, he immediately attacked the "Mingyue Sect" headquarters, revealing his hidden true strength, the "Chiyou Spear Technique." Not a single person in the entire headquarters could match his level five!

At that time, the third-ranked "Hellwalker" had not yet reached its full potential, and even he couldn't withstand more than thirty moves from him! Finally, the matter alarmed... Jun Nitian, with "Yanhuang" personally taking action, engaged Tan Zilong in a fierce battle. After a hundred moves, the "Peerless Demon Blade" decisively defeated the "Chiyou Overlord Spear," solidifying his position as the world's number one martial arts master.

Although Tan Zilong was defeated, his low-key style, which had always ranked him among the top nine masters, was remarkable. He fought Jun Yanhuang for a hundred moves without being defeated, revealing the hidden strength of the "Double Spears." In terms of true strength, he was probably no less than Di Shitian or Mo Tuofo. His defeat in a fair duel was purely due to Jun Nitian's overwhelming power! Jun Nitian also showed respect for this rare opponent and did not hold back against Tan Zilong. Zilong, however, went to great lengths to eliminate Tan Zilong, even granting him his wish by keeping him as Yu Baixue's bodyguard at the Mingyue Sect. He also ordered that no one within the sect, including Jun Nitian himself, could interfere with Yu Baixue and Tan Zilong's actions or whereabouts.

For anyone else, such an order would undoubtedly be seen as a reckless act of cuckolding, but for Jun Nitian, who possessed "absolute wisdom," this arrangement gave him an air of profound mystery. Moreover, purely in terms of the outcome, Jun Nitian's arrangement could even be seen as a clear understanding of Tan Zilong's character, because "Double Guns" was an absolute gentleman. For ten years, he had never stepped into Yu Baixue's courtyard, nor uttered a single private word to her, let alone made any possible transgressions.

Twenty years of abstinence from women, willingly and silently guarding her—what profound affection underlies this?

Yu Baixue, however, was only human; how could she remain unmoved by Tan Zilong's sacrifice?

Yet Tan Zilong also knew that Yu Baixue's heart had died twenty years ago; she was now alive only for one reason. Perhaps

Jun Nitian had known all along, which was why he had spared his life back then—because he had long known this day would come?

(Jun Nitian...) Under orders, no one in the "Mingyue Sect" was allowed to interfere with the actions of this "Sect Leader's Wife." In other words, Yu Baixue could leave Mingyue at any time if she wished. However, not only had Yu Baixue not stepped out of the main altar for the past twenty years, but she had also given birth to two children for her father's killer, completely disregarding the suspicious and malicious comments from the outside world. What her motives were, even now, Tan Zilong still couldn't understand.

He only knew that whatever her wish was, as long as it came from Yu Baixue's mouth, he would fulfill it for her without regret.

The relentless passage of time did not affect this former most beautiful woman. No trace of her body or appearance betrayed that she was the mother of two siblings. Her flawless, beautiful face seemed like the last miracle created by God, possessing an intangible charm that could attract both men and women. Perhaps this was the reason why Tan Zilong had been willingly and unconditionally infatuated with her for twenty years?

Tan Zilong looked down at Yu Baixue's long, graceful neck, which resembled a swan's, and a deep affection welled up in his heart. Suddenly, a sense of foreboding rose to his senses like a bubble. He gave a cold snort and, under the bewildered gaze of Yu Baixue, said calmly, "Madam, please return to your cabin. I will handle things here!"

Yu Baixue seemed accustomed to such matters. After a slight surprise, her expression quickly returned to calm and composed. She said softly, "I can stay here and help Brother Tan." Tan Zilong

shook his head and said, "My marksmanship is very powerful. It is most dangerous to have a companion nearby when I fight, as it prevents me from unleashing my full potential. If I accidentally injure Madam, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." "

With Yu Baixue's keen insight, she understood the implication in the other person's words almost effortlessly." "Is the enemy that came this time... very powerful?"

Tan Zilong deliberately laughed and said, "Madam, please rest assured, unless it is Sect Master Jun or 'Xuanzong' Xiao Wentian who comes in person, Zilong has no intention of taking any invading clowns seriously. I just fear that these scenes of fighting and killing would pollute your vision, so I would like to ask you to leave for a while."

Yu Baixue turned her stunningly beautiful profile, her eyes seeming to see into the depths of Tan Zilong's heart.

"You... be careful yourself..."

Although it was a suppressed, extremely low voice, it was like a thunderbolt to Tan Zilong's ears, his head buzzing, like a young boy who had just fallen in love, confused and at a loss.

"She told me... to be careful yourself... she told me to be careful... what does that mean? Does it mean that she actually cares about me... has she finally accepted my feelings for her?" Tan

Zilong stood there, lost in thought, completely unaware that Yu Baixue had already entered the cabin.

The sound of the small boat cutting through the water jolted him from his reverie. His handsome, imposing face regained its icy coldness, and his eyes flashed with a chilling light as he arrogantly declared, "Come on! As long as I'm here, no one can touch a hair on Madam Yu's head!"

"Many years have passed, Brother Zilong, you are still as dashing as ever, I truly envy you!"

Upon hearing this, Tan Zilong's brows furrowed. He recognized that repulsive voice! Since the owner of the voice was here, the other evil person who was inseparable from him must also be nearby! He couldn't let his guard down.

"Cang Gou, you perverted old bastard, you're still alive?" A strange sound drifted through the mist on the river, like a giant axe chopping down a tree, evoking images of death.

"How can you expect Brother Zilong and I to be old acquaintances? Why curse me with a shortened lifespan the moment we meet?"

Tan Zilong sneered. "If we were to list all the bad things you two brothers have done, even dying a thousand times wouldn't be enough to atone for them! I, Zilong, am a fine man, yet I'm to be associated with you evil demons and heretics. The thought is shameful!"

"Easy, easy! Considering Brother Zilong's record of only being defeated by Jun Yanhuang in his entire life, we brothers are indeed not qualified to be compared to Brother Zilong."

Tan Zilong's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly sneered. If Cang Gou thought that mentioning Jun Nitian could shake his will, then he was seriously underestimating "Double-Gun" Tan Zilong!

Although the battle with Jun Nitian ended in defeat, it actually propelled his cultivation to a whole new level.

For someone whose skill has reached his level, progress no longer relies on arduous training, but on the ability to grasp that fleeting "insight" and apply it to actual martial arts.

With Tan Zilong's true strength today, he could be considered one of the top five in the world. Even if Jun Nitian wanted to defeat him again, he would have to exert considerable effort. With an

arrogant wave of his hand, Tan Zilong said, "Enough nonsense! You brothers should tuck your tails between your legs and get out of here now, or I might consider sparing your lives!" Cang Gou chuckled strangely, "Brother Zilong, you don't think so little of me, do you? My brothers and I have come from afar; how could we be dismissed with just a few words from you?"

A sharp glint flashed in Tan Zilong's eyes, and killing intent shot from his mouth like arrows.

"So, you really did come for the person inside the cabin?"

Cang Gou's laughter was like the barking of a dog and the howling of an owl: "Hehe! Brother Zilong, to be able to share a boat with the most beautiful woman in the world, what a blessing! Plus, being able to cuckold the number one man of the Demonic Sect, Yan Huang, is also a way of indirectly avenging your defeat back then!"

Tan Zilong's eyes flashed with a murderous intent like a blade, and he sneered: "These words are tantamount to successfully tolling your own death knell!"

"Brother Zilong, do you really want to kill this old man? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!" In the thick fog, Cang Gou's triumphant laughter became even more elusive and hard to find, like a ghost.

"The 'Mustard Seed Concealment Technique' of 'containing Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed'... It is indeed a good skill, but you old dog have not grasped the true essence at all. Let me pull your tail out!"

Tan Zilong suddenly shook his shoulders, and the backpack fixed to his back immediately tore open inch by inch. Amidst the flying cloth, two short spears shot into the sky, merging into one in mid-air, as if drawn by an invisible thread, and landed steadily in Tan Zilong's right palm.

With a spear in hand, Tan Zilong's domineering aura immediately increased tenfold. As if he had become a different person, he took a deep breath and then shouted, "Take this!"

He thrust out with one hand, the straight momentum bringing with it a spiraling whirlwind of storm, as if a small tornado was generated at the tip of the spear, easily turning everything in its path into nothingness, or like snow meeting the spring sun, melting and disintegrating in an instant. The thick fog on the river surface vanished under the power of this spear, revealing the original clear sky. As the fog dissipated, the rats that had been hiding in the darkness were exposed. Not far to the left of the bow

of the "Yanluo Boat," a small boat was bobbing up and down, and standing on it was Cang Gou, his face filled with terror. Tan Zilong laughed loudly, "Baiyun! If you continue to hide and refuse to come out, I will take your junior brother's dog life within ten spear thrusts!"

With that, he charged forward, streaking across the sky like a meteor on the river. The distance of several dozen feet was only a step away from him. The famous spear "Chiyou" in his hand burst forth with a thousand spear shadows, sweeping towards Cang Gou in an overwhelming manner.

Cang Gou was nearly scared out of his wits, but he was, after all, a top-tier expert on par with his opponent. In the nick of time, he raised his hands, which trembled as if they were dead objects coming back to life. His palms faintly emitted a dark, obscure light, and as they swirled, they seemed to have the power to swallow the starlight. When Tan Zilong's spear shadow pierced the black wall of energy, it was as if it had entered another dimension. He lost both distance and sense of weight, and could not maintain his original offensive momentum.

"Black Floating Pagoda Palm?!" Tan Zilong roared, "You despicable Cang Gou! You can't atone for your sins even if you die a hundred times!"

It was no wonder that Tan Zilong was so angry, because the "Black Floating Pagoda Palm" used by Cang Gou required the placenta of a pregnant woman to be fully mastered. The deeper the skill, the more lives he would kill.

Tan Zilong's eyes shone brightly, instantly recognizing that Cang Gou's "Black Floating Palm"

had reached the seventh level. This meant that at least forty-nine unborn children had been used as sacrificial lambs for his training. Only a heartless and wicked villain like Cang Gou could commit such an inhumane method.

Enraged, Tan Zilong, coupled with his inability to track Bai Yun's movements and his worry for Yu Baixue's safety in the cabin, resolved to act swiftly. With a long roar, his already handsome face, which could only be described as "perfect," suddenly became incredibly solemn. His hair billowed without wind, his eyes were calm to the point of being cold, and he gripped his gun, ready to unleash his signature move

—the Mad Heaven Reincarnation!

In Chapter Ten

, the battle between the masters of Mad Heaven Reincarnation was underway. Cang Gou clearly sensed the changes in Tan Zilong's aura. Although he was inwardly seething with bitterness, he had to be fully focused to counter the attack. Under the former's overwhelming aura, even Jun Nitian had no chance to be distracted, let alone him.

Tan Zilong's skill far exceeded his and Bai Yun's expectations, or perhaps everyone except Jun Nitian underestimated the true strength of the "Dual Spears."

Tan Zilong roared, and without any leverage in mid-air, he actually changed his trajectory, flying back and twisting his waist. The other spear tip seemed to magically emerge from under his armpit, striking the semi-circular wall of energy that Cang Gou had gathered between his palms like lightning.

"Boom!"

Cang Gou's body trembled, and the plank of the boat beneath his feet suddenly shattered inch by inch. This meant that he couldn't completely deflect the force of Chi You's spear in the previous attack, so he had to transfer it to the boat beneath his feet, causing the small boat to suffer collateral damage.

Tan Zilong didn't let up, thrusting out a second spear almost without pause, aiming for Cang Gou's exposed neck opening. Swift as lightning, powerful as thunder, a strike would ensure Cang Gou could never commit evil again.

Cang Gou was shocked, completely bewildered as to why his opponent seemed to have no time to recover. But he had no time to think; only a full-force counterattack could offer him a chance of survival against Tan Zilong's unpredictable spear technique.

"Dual spears" were truly terrifying!

Cang Gou shifted sideways, his "Black Floating Pagoda Palm" switching from defense to offense. An ominous black column of energy shot towards Tan Zilong like a runaway horse. What appeared to be a single-pronged attack actually contained seven layers of undulating latent energy. If any one of these latent forces struck, the yin energy, a mixture of illusion and reality, would transform into yang energy, overwhelming the enemy like a flood.

Tan Zilong snorted coldly, his spear stance shifting again, turning half a circle like a dragon stealing the wind, the spear tip carrying the power of thunder shaking the sky, thrusting out a strike that gathered the essence of his spirit and energy at its peak.

Cang Gou chuckled strangely: "Don't think I'll just take all the beatings!"

The edge of his "Black Floating Pagoda Blade" palm sliced across, severing the continuous spear force, while his other hand, with a gesture that resembled both a peck and a fist, after a series of sudden and unpredictable changes, finally attacked sharply from an unexpected angle. It seemed gentle and weak, but if the black palm edge grazed the edge, internal organs would be shattered on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Tan Zilong swept his spear horizontally, his powerful internal energy forcefully suppressing the weakness, diluting and dissipating all the malevolent energy of the "Black Floating Pagoda Palm." If Cang Gou hadn't reacted quickly, both of his hands would have been crippled!

"How could the force of his spear increase with each strike! Could it be..."

Cang Gou's face turned ashen, and he roared hoarsely, "'Raging Heaven Reincarnation'?! You actually mastered 'Raging Heaven Reincarnation'!!"

Tan Zilong sneered, "You've got some skill. Now let's see how many of my attacks you can withstand!"

"Raging Heaven Reincarnation" is a rather special technique. This martial art allows the practitioner to unleash 120% of their power in every strike. Moreover, after each strike, 10% of the power flows back into the body, acting as a boost for the next strike. Thus, the second strike has 130% of the practitioner's power, the third 140%, the fourth 150%, and so on. Theoretically, the boost is almost endless, but in reality, it's not like that.

This kind of extremely domineering technique inevitably leads to massive physical and mental exhaustion. To unleash full power in every strike within a short period, and to do so continuously, exceeds the limits of what a normal person can withstand. In fact, within three moves, one might die from exhaustion!

Therefore, nine and a half out of ten practitioners of "Raging Heaven Reincarnation" throughout history have met with tragic ends.

After his defeat in the battle against Jun Nitian, Tan Zilong, deeply pained, finally realized that "Yanhuang's" skill had surpassed all worldly techniques, reaching a realm of pure "intention" and "power." During that encounter, Tan Zilong sensed that behind Jun Nitian's steely will lay some unfathomable factor. To overwhelm his opponent, he could only focus on the realm of pure power.

If we disregard the "Manas consciousness," Tan Zilong's cultivation in the six senses had reached its pinnacle, just one step away from breaking through to the seventh sense. However, his obsession with Yu Baixue prevented him from taking that crucial step towards enlightenment.

Despite this, Tan Zilong was not discouraged. Relying on his innate talent and perseverance in martial arts, he finally mastered the "Raging Heaven Reincarnation" technique, pushing it to an unprecedented level. When he unleashed the Raging Heaven Spear, he could thrust twelve times in one go without stopping. Although the final thrust symbolized the extinguishing of his life force, with the combined power of the "Chi You's Overlord Spear" and the "Raging Heaven Reincarnation" at their peak, Tan Zilong did not believe that anyone in the world could withstand all twelve of his thrusts without dying.

The fifth thrust.

Tan Zilong thrust out with one hand. The spear trembled in his hand like a crouching dragon. The initial sound was audible, but it quickly spread and filled the air, becoming a long, melodious roar. The true energy within the spear surged like endless waves. It was a simple, unassuming thrust, yet it seemed to contain a thousand variations. The spear's momentum completely enveloped Cang Gou's body, making it impossible for him to escape by jumping into the river.

Cold sweat poured down Cang Gou's forehead. Suddenly, he roared; one palm was placed behind his waist, the other held upright in front of his chest. The black aura around his body surged suddenly, like a harbinger of a resurrected ghost. His mind and body entered the chilling realm of "Black Floating Buddha Zen," still as if dead, moving as if a corpse. His hands, like two black bullets, struck the tip of Chi You's spear in quick succession.

"Crack!"

The powerful force of the spear surged into Cang Gou's meridians like a flood breaking through a dam. His chest felt like it had been struck by lightning, his blood and qi churning. He could no longer use his lightness skill to lift objects out of the water; his lower body had already sunk into the water.

Unexpectedly, the duel between two masters ranked among the Nine Extraordinary People would end in such a one-sided battle.

If Jun Nitian were here, he wouldn't be surprised by such a result. It was similar to his battle against the combined forces of God Shitian and Demon Buddha; he had dominated the battle from the start with overwhelming power, while his opponents, for various reasons, couldn't fight at their best. This widened the already insurmountable gap and accelerated the tilt of the scales of victory.

"Whoosh!"

The Chi You spear spun in mid-air above Tan Zilong's head, its simple trajectory filled with an aura of unparalleled dominance and boundless power. At this moment, it seemed more like a death warrant for Cang Gou.

Tan Zilong said in a deep voice, "Being able to withstand five of my 'Mad Heaven Reincarnation' strikes is quite an achievement. For that reason, I'll let you depart without pain with the sixth strike!"

"Help!"

The cang gou's eyes finally revealed undisguised fear as he cried out for help, disregarding his image.

"How ugly! You think you can be considered one of the Nine Eccentrics?"

Just as he was about to finish off this hideous and perverted old man with a single shot, a sudden exclamation reached his ears, causing his usually statue-like, cold face to change drastically. Tan Zilong abruptly withdrew his gun, disregarding the risk of injury from such a sudden action. He lightly touched the water's surface with the butt of the gun, and like a flying immortal, he floated back towards the "Yanluo Boat" without touching the water. His handsome features were now filled with panic.

"Damn it! How could I be so careless!"

As soon as Tan Zilong landed back on the deck, he saw the person he cared about most in the world, those beautiful eyes that seemed otherworldly, looking at him clearly. Behind the graceful curves of her body was a gentle yet dangerous smile, her eyes narrowed like two needles. Tan Zilong took a deep breath.

"Baiyun!"

The white-robed youth behind Yu Baixue simply smiled upon hearing this, his gentle face showing a warm smile.

"Indeed, Brother Zilong, how have you been?"

Tan Zilong hadn't been unaware of this situation, so even during the battle, he still kept a portion of his attention on the ship's movements, ready to return to its aid at any moment. Yet Baiyun had managed to infiltrate the "Yanluo Boat" without a sound, and subdue the formidable Yu Baixue in a single move. Baiyun's skill was likely even greater than Canggou's. Yu

Baixue's eyes showed no panic; her captivating figure appeared even more frail and helpless in the river wind, making one want to embrace her and cherish her.

"Madam Yu, is your grandmother alright?"

Although he knew he shouldn't ask, Tan Zilong couldn't help but ask.

Yu Baixue remained silent, only staring at him with her beautiful eyes. Baiyun, standing behind her, answered the question for her.

"Brother Zilong, please rest assured, Madam Jun is perfectly fine. I've just sealed her vital points, preventing her from speaking for the time being. I'm a man who cherishes beauty, and I simply can't bring myself to harm the most beautiful woman in the world."

Tan Zilong coldly said, "Baiyun, if you dare lay a finger on Madam Yu, I swear I'll tear you to pieces!"

Baiyun chuckled, "Brother Zilong, you seem to have forgotten that I'm the one in charge now, aren't I?"

Tan Zilong snorted, "Enough nonsense! What conditions do you want to agree?" "Should we release him?"

Bai Yun smiled and said, "Brother Zilong is indeed a man of few words. Then I'll get straight to the point. Brother Zilong's Chiyou Spear is really too much of an eyesore. Please throw it away!"

Without saying a word, Tan Zilong threw his double-headed spear, which had been with him for over thirty years, accompanying him in countless battles since he mastered martial arts, and which had written countless bloody and sweaty feats, into the river. There was a splash! A peerless weapon became a thing of the past.

"Is that alright?"

Tan Zilong asked calmly without raising an eyebrow.

Bai Yun was moved. Tan Zilong's decisiveness and resoluteness in discarding the spear far exceeded his expectations. Without the Chiyou Spear, Tan Zilong was just a toothless tiger; no matter how fierce he was, he couldn't be that evil!

Unexpectedly, Tan Zilong was so infatuated with Yu Baixue… However, Baiyun didn't forget that this meant he and Tan Zilong had formed an irreconcilable feud; only the death of one of them could end the hatred.

Seeing Tan Zilong discard his weapon, Yu Baixue's face showed heartbroken sorrow. Only she knew the significance of the Chiyou Spear to Tan Zilong's life, yet he had unhesitatingly abandoned it for her own safety. If this didn't move her, she would be lying!

"Brother Zilong! Baixue is truly unworthy of this!"

Unable to speak, Yu Baixue could only cry out in her heart.

"Release Madam Yu!"

Even without weapons, Tan Zilong's words were still so authoritative and decisive that they were irresistible.

Bai Yun chuckled a few times and said, "What a great lover! Brother Zilong's devotion has even moved me, an outsider. However, Brother Zilong's skills are simply too high, and I am a coward. Even if Brother Zilong loses his weapon, I'm afraid I'm still no match for you. I need another guarantee."

Tan Zilong snorted, "Don't push your luck, Bai Yun! If this drags on any longer, not only will I lose patience, but your seriously injured junior brother might not be able to hold on either!"

At this moment, Tan Zilong brought up Cang Gou, who was still struggling to survive in the river, hoping to put psychological pressure on Bai Yun. However, he clearly underestimated the latter's ruthlessness. Bai Yun smiled without being moved at all and said, "If my useless junior brother really does perish, then it is his fate. However, his life or death has nothing to do with what we are talking about now. What has Brother Zilong decided? If this drags on any longer, I'm afraid even my original pity for him will be completely worn away." "!"

Bai Yun had barely finished speaking when Yu Baixue's face contorted in pain, cold sweat beading on her forehead. Clearly, Bai Yun had tampered with her from behind. However, Tan Zilong's expression was more pained than if he himself had been ripped from his heart by a thousand blades. He roared, "Stop!"

Bai Yun smiled gently, "Brother Zilong, what have you decided?"

Tan Zilong trembled with rage, "You, Bai Yun, are supposed to be a grandmaster, yet you treat a weak woman like this?"

Bai Yun sighed, "Brother Zilong, why resort to such pointless provocation? You should know I'm not a patient person."

Seeing that Bai Yun seemed about to attack Yu Baixue again, Tan Zilong immediately shouted anxiously, "Wait! What you want, I can give you right now!"

Yu Baixue, perceptive enough to "read" Tan Zilong's next move from his eyes, looked anxious and fearful. But she was powerless to stop him, and could only watch helplessly as Tan Zilong, with a fearless smile, clasped his hands together.

"Crack!"

The clear sound of bones breaking rang out.

Tan Zilong's hands were twisted unnaturally, hanging limply at his sides. Although his handsome face showed no sign of pain, cold sweat still seeped from his forehead.

"You..."

Even Bai Yun was surprised that Tan Zilong would go to such lengths. A look of emotion appeared on his face, but it quickly turned into a look of delight.

—If Tan Zilong without his weapon was a toothless tiger, then in Bai Yun's eyes, with both hands severed, he was less than a cat!

"Bai Yun! Are you satisfied now?"

Bai Yun chuckled, then suddenly clapped his hands together, pushing Yu Baixue towards Tan Zilong. The latter knew this was still a trap set for him, but he had no choice but to jump into the fire.

"Madam Yu, be careful!"

His severely fractured hands, used as a cushion, inflicted pain far beyond what most could imagine. Yet, Tan Zilong endured it without even flinching. A delicate fragrance wafted into his nostrils—the intimate contact he had dreamed of all his life—but it brought him no romantic feeling whatsoever. Just as Tan Zilong caught Yu Baixue, Baiyun launched his attack simultaneously.

—Little Flower-Folding Palm!

Tan Zilong's body shuddered, seven tragically vivid blood blossoms blooming on his back.

"Brother Zilong!"

A mournful cry escaped Yu Baixue's lips; she could finally speak again. But Tan Zilong knew this was merely another trick Baiyun used to distract him. This guy was truly a monster in human form! "With the most beautiful woman in the world in your arms before you go to the Yellow Springs, Brother Zilong, you can leave without regrets!"

Bai Yun's smug laughter came from behind Yu Baixue. He certainly had reason to be proud. Tan Zilong, the "Double-Spear" whose martial arts ranked among the top five in the world, had become Bai Yun's toy today! At his mercy! It was laughable to even say it.

But he was far too proud.

Bai Yun suddenly caught a glimpse of Tan Zilong's eyes, eyes that never gave up. His sixth sense as a martial artist alerted him, and he was about to react, but how could Tan Zilong, who had been waiting for this opportunity, let go of this fleeting opening?

With a roar like a thunderclap, he used his foot as a spear, unleashing the sixth strike of "Raging Heaven Reincarnation"! It struck Bai Yun's body!

Chapter Eleven: The Fall of a Star

"Bang!"

Bai Yun had seriously underestimated Tan Zilong's iron will and

the domineering aura of "Raging Heaven Reincarnation"! He never dreamed that someone could withstand his "Seven Strikes to Shatter Dreams" and still have the strength to counterattack, and with such swiftness and power! The overwhelming force seemed to pierce through Bai Yun's body; Tan Zilong's "kick-spear" was definitely no less powerful than wielding a real spear !

Pain ... "Eliminate evil completely! " Tan Zilong released the jade-like woman in his arms and turned to chase after Bai Yunfei in the direction he had fled. He couldn't give him any breathing room; he had to take this treacherous villain's life before his inner energy was completely burned out! Bai Yun's biggest miscalculation was that he thought without his hands and the Chi You Spear, he was just a paper tiger, incapable of being truly evil. He didn't know the way of man and spear as one. He had realized this five years ago; having a spear or not made little difference to him. However, the fact that he was now poisoned by the "Seven Strikes of Dream Breaking" was undeniable. Tan Zilong felt his inner energy flowing out of his body with his blood, and he felt dizzy. This was a characteristic of being hit by Bai Yun's unique technique. The moment his blood and energy were completely drained from his body would be his death. But before that, he would also take Bai Yun and Cang Gou with him. Tan Zilong fired another spear in the air, still using his foot as a spear, but its power was no less than that of a real spear in hand, and even surpassed it! This proves that his "Raging Cycle" has reached its limit, meaning that after the most brilliant fireworks explosion, there is only empty silence. The seventh shot. The roaring, domineering force tore through the void, shooting towards Baiyun like a beam of light, seemingly faster than thought itself. Before you could even feel the existence of this "shot," it had already struck you. Baiyun let out an ambiguous shriek. His face, bleeding profusely, made him look like a wronged soul who had escaped from hell. His previous composure and refinement were completely gone. Suddenly, his entire body became like a shadow cast on the water, fading from reality to ethereal, almost disappearing. "Even if you can disperse your energy across the earth, it won't save your dog's life!" Tan Zilong's simple and direct kick was aimed at the center of Baiyun's body, which was dispersing like mist. In that mysterious and ethereal white quadrant, which seemed like another world, streaks of lightning suddenly burst forth, followed by Baiyun's screams of pain ten times greater than before. "Whoa—!" As if struck head-on by a monstrous wave, Baiyun emerged from the concealment mist with a violent jolt, then crashed heavily onto the deck like a landslide. "Despicable scoundrel! Die!"

The thunderous kick, imbued with twenty percent of Tan Zilong's power, was so powerful that even Jun Nitian's "Hellwalk" protective energy wouldn't withstand it if it landed directly!

It would be more than enough to shatter Bai Yun's despicable head.

Just then, with a "splash!" a figure rose rapidly from beneath the ship, a mystical silhouette resembling a dark wave, suddenly appearing behind Tan Zilong. The white, flowing hair revealed the newcomer's identity.

"Diao, the president of the 'Hunter's Society,' has come to learn from 'Double-Gun' Tan Zilong's skills!"

The words were grand and righteous, but the timing of the attack revealed Diao's ruthless intent. Moreover, the fact that the "Hunter's Society" was actually allied with Bai Yun Canggou, one of the Nine Eccentrics, was a shocking secret capable of shaking the entire martial arts world! Diao's willingness to expose this secret to plan this operation showed his determination to kill Tan Zilong.

With a flick of his right wrist, a black light, seemingly capable of extinguishing all life, appeared in his palm. A flash of black light seemed to corrode even space itself.

"Kijuta Rahu? Dark Sword Kill!"

The black light fangs tore through Tan Zilong's back. This sword strike caused Tan Zilong's already taut body to snap open like a severed rope!

The eerie black sword energy scraped through bone and flesh; although the wound was small, the amount of blood flowing out was astonishing. From a distance, it looked as if a blood-red wing had grown on his back.

Ignoring the churning pain within him, Tan Zilong coughed up a mouthful of black blood, using it to dispel the raging, eerie sword energy within him. He spun around and plummeted downwards, trying to escape the enemy's attack range and also to understand how his opponent had so severely injured him, that even with his full power, he couldn't suppress the bleeding.

"Diao" sneered, "Defeat is inevitable, Brother Zilong, you might as well accept your fate and go your way! That way you'll suffer less." His jet-black short sword danced, several black sword energies bursting forth like tentacles, tightly enveloping Tan Zilong's figure, leaving him trapped with no way to escape.

Tan Zilong's eyes shone with an unwavering determination. He twisted his body, forcefully taking the brunt of "Diao's" black sword energy with his shoulder. Simultaneously, he channeled his inner energy, creating an incomparably strong defensive barrier in front of him, violently colliding with the enemy's attacking sword energy. Blood trickled from Tan Zilong's handsome face, but he seemed oblivious, launching a powerful kick into the sky, unleashing his ninth spear strike, which he had been preparing for a long time.

"A desperate struggle!"

"Diao's" short sword, like a merciless shadow of death, struck down. With a "bang," the two exchanged a solid blow. Although "Diao's" wrist was numb from the overwhelming power of Tan Zilong's "Raging Heaven Reincarnation," and he almost lost his grip on his sword, Tan Zilong paid a far greater price. A deep gash opened in his right leg, flesh and blood gushing out, almost exposing the bone.

"Diao" felt a sharp pain in his wrist, realizing he could no longer muster the strength to attack. He was horrified; he hadn't expected Tan Zilong, who should have been at his limit, to still possess such formidable power. Only the combined strength of the three top experts of the "Hunter's Society" had barely given him the upper hand.

"Diao's" eyes burned with murderous intent; the more intense the killing intent, the more certain Tan Zilong's death seemed!

Tan Zilong, pale-faced, landed back on the deck. As soon as he staggered to the ground, he coughed up a mouthful of blood mist, clearly indicating a severe depletion of his true energy. The aftereffects of the "Raging Heaven Reincarnation" were beginning to ravage his wounded and exhausted body.

"Lie down!"

"Diao" sword flashed in his left hand, black sword shadows unleashing layers of killing intent, shifting between reality and illusion, as cold and inflexible as the laws of nature. Within a radius of several feet, the entire space was filled with this ruthless and merciless sword intent. Anyone with weaker skills would likely suffocate on the spot. Clearly, "Diao" was unleashing his true power!

"Confusion! Karma! Suffering! Severance! Four Symbols Absolute Kill!"

Even at this critical moment, Tan Zilong, who should have been completely exhausted, still managed to glance at Yu Baixue. He saw boundless concern on her beautiful face, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. "This unworthy body of mine can finally receive the mercy of my mother. Even if I die here today, it will be worth it!"

"Even if I die, I'll drag you all down with me!"

Tan Zilong took a deep breath, unleashing unimaginable latent power from his battered body. At the same time, "Diao" suddenly felt an unparalleled, powerful spear force strike his face. It was Tan Zilong using his head as a spear, unleashing the tenth strike of the "Raging Heaven Reincarnation" technique, a final strike that would take his opponent down with him!

"Damn it!"

"Diao" knew this strike was the culmination of Tan Zilong's life's work, not to be trifled with. But he had no choice. The black sword rainbow changed from its overwhelming radiance to four intertwined "" shapes, simplifying the complex attack to prepare to honestly meet this blow head-on, a strike that even Jun Nitian had to temporarily avoid.

"Boom!"

"Diao" let out a shrill scream, blasted out of the boat like a cannonball, splashing high into the river and disappearing from sight for a long time, his fate unknown.

Tan Zilong's condition was no better than his opponent's. His whole body trembled violently, blood seeping from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, before he collapsed limply onto the deck.

"Brother Zilong!"

Yu Baixue cried out in anguish and rushed towards where Tan Zilong had fallen. She owed this devoted man far too much; she couldn't let him sacrifice himself for her again!

A long laugh reached Yu Baixue's ears. Just as she realized something was wrong, a strange energy from behind locked her in place. Though her mind was clear, she felt as if she were trapped in a nightmare from which she couldn't wake up. She had lost all power to fight back, and couldn't even escape.

"Illusory Dream Evil Knot!"

Yu Baixue didn't need to look to know who the attacker behind her was. Inside the cabin, she had been caught off guard by this very attack, which was why she had been subdued in the first exchange. Tan Zilong, who possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, had died a bloody death because he was afraid to act rashly. Now, the same situation had occurred again. Yu Baixue only hated her own powerlessness, for dragging down the person who only wanted to protect her.

"Hahaha! In the end, the only victor who can laugh is me!"

Bai Yun, his face now grotesque and terrifying, appeared behind Yu Baixue with a sinister grin. His breathing was unusually rapid, clearly indicating he too was injured. But at this crucial moment, the one with the most remaining strength was the one who could control the lives of everyone.

Bai Yun looked at Tan Zilong, who lay motionless on the deck, and laughed loudly, "After all this effort, I finally got rid of you! Tan Zilong! You're a hero of our time, yet in the end, you're just like Jun Yanhuang, unable to overcome the hurdle of 'love'!"

"Please...please! Let him go! You only want me, I'll go with you! Just don't hurt him anymore!"

The pleading, combined with his stunning beauty, would be hard for even the most hard-hearted man to refuse. Unfortunately, Bai Yun was no longer a complete "person" psychologically!

In his broken and twisted mind, what he hated most was a peerless beauty like Yu Baixue. If it weren't for the urgency of the mission, he would have already slashed several wounds on her unparalleled face!

Baiyun's face showed a cruel and triumphant smile as he leisurely said, "Heh! If Emperor Yan were here and heard these words from you, I wonder what he would think? His own woman is pleading for another man and shedding tears. As the number one person in the world, I wonder if he could bear the humiliation of being cuckolded!"

Yu Baixue's delicate face turned ashen as she said, "I have no interest in your shameless delusions! Unless you can kill me and Brother Zilong together, you will have to be wary of my revenge for the rest of your life!"

Bai Yun sneered, "As expected of a descendant of the 'Jade Dynasty'! Indeed, you possess the air of a great general. Unfortunately, boasting requires corresponding strength, and right now, the most powerful person here is me. Therefore, the one who keeps their word should be me, Bai Yun, not Madam Jun. I told myself I absolutely cannot let Tan Zilong, that adulterer, go. Actually, I'm doing this for Madam Jun's reputation!" Unable to

bear Bai Yun's increasingly shameless words, and unwilling to be controlled and become a burden any longer, Yu Baixue was about to end her life to avoid humiliation when suddenly her almond-shaped eyes snapped open, staring in disbelief at what lay before her.

"And what about what I said? Does it stand?"

A very deep and cold voice, subtly revealing an aura of absolute dominance, caused Bai Yun's body to tremble violently. His face contorted in the most terrifying nightmare, and he let out a scream of disbelief.

"How could it be you?!"

A towering figure descended from the void like a demon god, seemingly nonexistent in his presence. From his appearance to his imposing figure before Bai Yun, time seemed to stand still, making one wonder if this man of supreme power also possessed the ability to manipulate time and space.

"It is indeed me. Your death knell has arrived. Surprised?"

"Jun Nitian!!"

Bai Yun let out another earth-shattering scream, filled with undisguised terror. "

Anyone who dares to offend my woman shall die!"

The demon god-like figure uttered a cold declaration of death, and his right fist, carrying the force of destruction, struck the terrified Bai Yun squarely in the abdomen. Before he could even utter a death cry, the sound of bones cracking echoed throughout his body. Like a broken doll, he fell into the river, leaving a trail of blood.

"Splash!" "

Bai Yun, one of the nine extraordinary figures, who once roamed the world and whose evil deeds were unmatched, died in a single move under the fist of 'Yan Huang' Jun Nitian. His body, with probably no intact bones left, became the best food for fish and shrimp at the bottom of the river, marking a tragic end to his wicked life.

Jun Nitian slowly withdrew what was probably the most powerful fist in the world, his gaze slowly falling on Yu Baixue, his eyes shining with an unprecedented tenderness and affection, and he said softly, 'I've come to take you home, Madam.'

Yu Baixue's delicate body trembled, her pale jade container displaying an indescribable complex expression. Facing this man who killed her father, who was also her husband and the father of her two children, she said coldly, 'You finally showed up!'

Jun Nitian looked at Yu Baixue, his gaze so deep it seemed to see into her heart, and said in a low voice, 'Isn't this exactly what you hoped for, Madam? From the moment you asked me to freely borrow the 'Yanluo Boat,' I knew you had been waiting for this day.'" "..." Yu Baixue's delicate body trembled, as if in disbelief, "You...you knew my intentions all along! Then why did you let me..."

Jun Nitian said softly, "Because I will fulfill any wish you have."

"My wish? Do you even know what my real wish is?"

Jun Nitian didn't answer the question. He turned and walked to Tan Zilong, bent down to help him up, and placed his palm on the other's chest. A continuous stream of powerful true energy flowed into his meridians. Although it wouldn't bring him back to life, it could temporarily prolong his life and postpone his death.

"Sigh..."

Tan Zilong let out a low groan and slowly woke up, but Jun Nitian and Yu Baixue both knew that his injuries were too severe and beyond human power to save him.

"It...it's you..."

Tan Zilong's gradually focusing gaze fell on an overly cold and desolate face, and he showed a moment of surprise, but then his attention was drawn to another incomparably beautiful face.

"Brother Zilong, you are seriously injured. Don't speak for now. I will definitely find a way to heal you!" Tan

Zilong gave a bitter smile and said, "No need to comfort me... I know my injuries... I'm beyond saving... Death means nothing to me, it's just that I failed to keep my promise to protect Madam and Grandma... I feel very sorry..."

Jun Nitian shook his head and said, "No need to apologize, you did well, friend."

Tan Zilong was shocked and said, "You... what did you say? What did you call me!?"

Jun Nitian said calmly, "I said you did well, friend, leave the rest to me!"

Tan Zilong barely opened his weak eyelids and said with difficulty, "You called me friend? That arrogant and aloof Jun Nitian calls his enemy a friend? And after I took your Madam away?"

Jun Nitian's face remained calm and said, "I know you didn't do anything to wrong me, and you were keeping your promise until the very last moment, weren't you? Madam wasn't harmed at all, that's enough. No matter what others say, I consider you my friend."

"Everything I did wasn't for you."

"I know." “

Don’t blame Bai Xue, she didn’t mean it.”

Jun Nitian didn’t look at the complex expression on Yu Bai Xue’s face when she heard this. He simply gazed at Tan Zilong’s dying face and said calmly, “I won’t blame her, no matter what happens.”

“Then I’m relieved…” A relieved smile appeared on Tan Zilong’s face: “Everything from now on is in your hands, my friend.”

With his eyes closed, the legendary gun master passed away.

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[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Heavenly Evil (Complete) - 22

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