Chapter 4 — Grand Master Sister Returns: Tru Di Entire Sect Alone

The Wind Master screamed miserably, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground, black blood pouring out from the corner of his lips: "My Golden Dan... is being corroded... Lang Suong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have followed So Mac Uyen to slander you! Please take back your evil spirit! I will kowtow to you!" He cried and put his head on the blue stone, blood soaked his forehead, and the sound of thud thud rang out continuously. But the black energy did not recede, on the contrary, it became even tighter, gnawing at the Kim Dan in his stomach little by little. I slowly walked forward, standing in front of his convulsing and struggling body, my hand gently shaking Nhan Hoang Phien: "Just now you said you wanted to 'act on behalf of heaven', now why don't you pray for heaven to save you instead of kneeling and worshiping an 'evil cultivator' like me?" Bang —— Black energy swept straight up into his sea of consciousness like a blade, and his mournful screams were immediately interrupted. His eyes disintegrated, his soul left his body—a pale white soul flew up from the top of his head, and before it could form, it was sucked straight into it by Nhan Hoang Phien. So Mac Uyen, standing not far away, was completely dumbfounded. When I turned my head to look at him, he trembled and stammered: "Lang...Lang Suong, I...I am your master...you...can't treat me like that..." Before the words finished, a black aura from Nhan Hoang Phien immediately wrapped around So Mac Uyen's wrist. He panicked as he used his spiritual energy, and as soon as his body's golden light lit up, it was torn to pieces by the corrosive black gas. "You changed my mind, making me stuck in Mahayana for ten years, unable to move even half a step further; Lam Thu Dao falsely accused me of disaster, without even bothering to investigate, you forced me to kneel down and confess— Is that your face as a master?!" Black energy follows the meridians straight into the dantian. So Mac Uyen screamed in agony: "My Kim Dan! No! I was wrong! I was deceived! Please spare my life!" I didn't stop, Nhan Hoang Phien trembled, the black aura immediately tightened. “Crack ——” Kim Dan shattered. So Mac Uyen's hair immediately turned white, and her whole body collapsed to the ground as if she had aged hundreds of years in the blink of an eye. He still tried to crawl a few steps, his voice weakly trembling: "I have been cultivating for three hundred years..." Before the words were finished, the black gas engulfed the sea of consciousness, pulling his soul out of his body. His soul struggled and cried in the black air, but after only a few breaths it was sucked inside by Nhan Hoang Phien. On the flag's surface, the black aura became thicker and thicker, seemingly radiating a dark, crazy joy. So Mac Uyen's body quickly became cold and stiff, with no vitality left. The entire main hall was as quiet as paper. No one dared to speak, even breathing was filled with fear and trembling. The candlelight in the temple was suppressed by the murderous aura and was only as flickering as a pea. Everyone was completely panicked. The disciples who joined in the condemnation, some sat down on the ground, their arms and legs weak; Some people cover their mouths tightly, afraid that if they breathe too hard, they will hurt my heart. Tu Van Chan Nhan snuggled deep into the dragon's bed, his golden spore outfit embroidered with dragon patterns was already wet with cold sweat. His face, which once had a bit of a bourgeois demeanor, was now wrinkled and pale as if blood had been drained, his eyes not daring to look straight at me. “Sect Master Tu Van.” I turned my head and looked at him, my cold voice carrying some mockery: "What did you say just now? The evidence is clear? Look again now—is it still clear?" Tu Van Chan Nhan's whole body trembled, his lips moved, but he could not utter a word. I don't Without wasting any more words, he lifted his hand and released a stream of black gas, wrapping around his wrist like a poisonous snake. The protective energy of Nguyen Anh Ky, in Nhan Hoang Phien's eyes, was like a thin piece of paper, torn apart in the blink of an eye. Tu Van Chan Nhan's face turned pale, panicked and tried to counterattack, but it was too late, the black energy followed the meridians and went straight into the dantian. "Lang Suong! Stop! I am the head of the Van Tieu Sect! You cannot touch me!" “As long as you forgive me, what just happened… I can pretend it never happened!” “What about Sect Master?” The black gas suddenly tightened, Tu Van Chan Nhan's Nguyen Anh in the dan dien struggled violently, but was tightly entangled by the black gas and could not escape. “You are blindly biased, tolerate false accusations from your disciples, make fun of ‘justice’ in front of others— are you also worthy of being a sect master?” The black gas gnawed away at Nguyen Anh little by little, Tu Van Chan Nhan's cultivation level plummeted, from Nguyen Anh to Kim Dan, then Truc Co, until the spiritual power completely disappeared, leaving no remaining cultivation. He lowered his head to look at the empty dantian, his eyes gradually disintegrated, his whole body fell to the ground, sitting like a soulless body. Hopeless. I did not leave him a way to live. Nhan Hoang Phien swung slightly, the black gas entangled his soul, tearing his soul out of his body. Tu Van Chan Nhan's soul screamed and struggled in the dark air, but in the end it was still pulled into the flag. On the flag's surface, the faint star map flashed a strange red light, as if it was passionately enjoying a soulful feast. At this moment, in the main hall, only Lam Thu Dao and Co Nhu Phong remained cowering in the corner, not daring to move. Lam Thu Dao was so scared that her clothes were wet, her whole body was shaking like fallen leaves in winter, her tears and nose mixed into a pile, her appearance was extremely miserable. "Big sister... I was wrong! I was really wrong! It was Co Nhu Phong who told me to slander you! He said that as long as you admit your crime, I will get more resources! You should not listen to him... I beg you to spare my life! I am willing to be your buffalo and horse!" “Being a buffalo or a horse?” I stepped in front of her, the black energy on Nhan Hoang Phien gathered into a thin sword, placed it directly on her lower abdomen - the exact place where that year, that person had disemboweled himself to prove his innocence. “When you see others being forced to be disemboweled and bloodied, humiliated in front of so many eyes— why don't you think about today?” The tip of the sword gently stabbed down. Lam Thu Dao's scream echoed throughout the main hall, fresh blood spurted out along the blade, dyeing the entire hem of his shirt red. She could clearly feel the sword energy tearing apart every organ in her stomach, the pain was so much that each breath felt like swallowing a knife blade. But the most terrible thing was not death, but—in that sword energy, there was also a trace of vitality, forcing the crushed organs to slowly regenerate, and then be crushed again. "No... Don't... It hurts so much... kill me..." Lam Thu Dao's voice became weaker and weaker. An hour later, her eyes completely lost consciousness, her soul left her body. Before he could fly far, he was caught by the black gas, pulled straight into Nhan Hoang Phien, struggled in the thick black gas for a few times, and then disappeared without a sound. Although the Soul Refinement is weak, up to now, I - Lang Suong - have never been picky about eating. Co Nhu Phong witnessed everything with her own eyes, after all completely collapsed. He crawled forward and tried to grab the hem of my shirt, but a black gas immediately blocked it. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't touch me. "Big sister! I was wrong! I shouldn't have followed Thu Dao to harm you! I shouldn't have said you're trash! I beg you to spare my life! My father is the head of the Co family! He has a lot of top-grade spirit stones, and even high-level martial arts! I'll give you anything you want! I beg you to let me go just this once!"