However, He Hanqing's corpse was a little too tragic.
His head was gone, one of his arms was gone, his lower abdomen was pierced, both his legs were broken, and his chest was pierced by a sword. There were no less than a hundred other wounds on his body …
The Ten Yama Kings were dumbfounded.
The Concourse of the Underworld had already sent out all its forces, yet they could not kill this ruthless character. How could he die here, and even his head was cut off?
They did not even know who did it.
Venerable Lord Saber was nowhere to be found.
The Ten Yama Kings were stunned.
The nine brothers were panting heavily, staring at each other. They all looked at their eldest brother, Emperor Song.
"It's good that it's He Hanqing. With his corpse here, it's enough to complete the mission. Go back immediately!"
Emperor Song's face was solemn as he said, "This matter has come to an end, but the enmity between the Concourse of the Underworld and the Four Seasons Tower has also been formed … Everyone, go back and prepare yourselves! From this moment on, we will be the prey instead of the hunter. Be careful, be cautious! "
The other nine brothers and the two Gold-ranked assassins, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, were silent. Looking at He Hanqing's corpse on the ground, everyone's eyes seemed to see the storm that was about to be set off.
As for the Concourse of the Underworld, they would definitely be at the heart of the struggle!
"The martial world has not had such a big turmoil for many years … I'm afraid this time …" King Chujiang frowned and smiled bitterly, "Let's just take today as a warm-up prelude to the martial world's turmoil. The livelier time will start tomorrow, brothers."
No matter what, the brothers felt like they had just eaten a fly. There was no need to mention the nauseating taste.
However, now that things had come to this, they could only pinch their noses and admit it.
What else could they do but not admit it? Could they let He Hanqing come back to life and let the brothers kill him again? That was impossible even if they used their buttocks to think.
The wraith fog dissipated, and the world regained its clarity.
…
Venerable Lord Saber rode the wind, his heart filled with unspeakable grievance and unspeakable anger.
A mere Concourse of the Underworld, a mere School of Spring and Autumn, had actually dared to lay their hands on the Four Seasons Tower, and had even killed one of the four Supreme Lords, Supreme Lord Spring Frost.
Ever since the Four Seasons Tower existed in this world, they had never suffered such a huge loss.
If this grudge was not avenged, how could the Four Seasons Tower speak of intimidating the martial world?
Go back and report to Boss. We can't let this matter rest!
The wounds on his body were burning with pain. It was a serious injury that had almost taken away half of his life, but it was not as painful as the pain in Venerable Lord Saber's heart.
How many years had it been since he had run for his life in such a pathetic manner?
This was simply unimaginable!
It was something he had never even dreamed of.
This enmity must be avenged!
Venerable Lord Saber's body disappeared into the sky like a stream of light.
Venerable Lord Saber was still brooding over the sudden ambush. He swore revenge, hurried back to the Four Seasons Tower to report the news, and even planned his revenge.
After all, they were going up against two powerful forces, the Concourse of the Underworld and the School of Spring and Autumn. The Four Seasons Tower was confident that they could handle any one of them with ease and victory in their grasp. However, facing two forces at the same time, even the Four Seasons Tower would feel troubled.
Despite facing Yun Yang head-on and being shocked by Yun Yang's stunning saber skills, Venerable Lord Saber still did not treat Yun Yang as a third force. On one hand, it was because of Fang Mofei. Although Fang Mofei's ability was weak, his assassin's skills and tenacity were all indicative of his identity as the Concourse of the Underworld's Gold Ranked Assassin.
He instinctively thought that the saber-wielding man who appeared at the end was also from the Concourse of the Underworld.
On the other hand, it was also because of Bai Yixue. Bai Yixue's official identity was Han Sanhe's guard, and he had even attacked directly to assassinate He Hanqing. His comeback was not something unexpected. At least, from Venerable Lord Saber's point of view, even if Bai Yixue did not belong to the Empire of Dongxuan, he should at least be related to the School of Spring and Autumn.
…
Yun Yang and the other two waited until they returned to the Residence of Yun. They still felt that everything that had happened today was like a dream.
Supreme Lord Spring Frost.
This prominent figure in the martial world, the backbone of the Four Seasons Tower, a ruthless character who could survive when faced with Ling Xiaozui, had died just like that under Yun Yang's plot!
Killing He Hanqing had been Yun Yang's dream for a long time.
From the very beginning, when he knew He Hanqing's identity, Yun Yang had been planning; from plotting against Han Sanhe, he had put it on the agenda.
First, it was Bai Yixue who was unintentionally targeted by Yun Yang. Then, it was the Concourse of the Underworld's First Court King Qinguang who had snuck in and accepted the mission. Then, Yun Yang had spent a lot of effort to trap Wei Xinglu.
At that time, he did not think too much about it. He just wanted to solve his own crisis first.
However, by coincidence, the Concourse of the Underworld had made their move at this time.
Yun Yang noticed it immediately and informed Wei Xinglu to send the sound over with a blast.
It seemed to be a coincidence in every aspect, but without Yun Yang's careful planning, such a coincidence would never have happened.
The moment the Divine Edge chopped off He Hanqing's head, Yun Yang clearly felt that his brothers were looking at him with a smile.
"Ol 'Ninth, well done!"
Whether the feeling at that moment was real or imaginary, Yun Yang treated the feeling as real. However, there was not much relief in Yun Yang's heart at this moment. Instead, it was filled with an indescribable bitterness and discomfort.
Brothers, I have finally gotten rid of a great enemy!
He's our common enemy!
However, what happened today is only a beginning, a prelude. Next, I will find out all the people who had a hand in dealing with us that day and carefully settle the debts they owe us!
The debt of human lives must be paid with human lives!
Although Yun Yang and the other two had successfully killed He Hanqing in this battle, Fang Mofei and Bai Yixue had also suffered injuries of varying degrees, but they were not serious. Returning to the Residence of Yun, each of them went into closed-door cultivation to recuperate and would recover after a few days.
Yun Yang tossed He Hanqing's head and all the items he had found on him into the secret chamber before he hurried out of it.
The clear moonlight hung diagonally in the sky.
There was already a faint glimmer of light in the east. The entire heaven and earth had become a little misty.
It was already dawn.
Yun Yang sat under the flowering tree, quietly boiling a pot of water.
The steam rose in spirals.
Beside his hand was a cup of leftover tea from last night.
Yun Yang was dressed in a spotless purple robe. There seemed to be a hint of melancholy shrouding his handsome brows. He sat quietly, not making a single sound.
The boiling water splashed against the lid of the teapot, but he did not seem to hear it.
All in all, he looked like he was burdened with worries.
Of course, such an act was done for some people. It had to be said that if Yun Yang were to transmigrate to reality, he would definitely be an international actor!
After a while, the wind suddenly changed.
In the sky, a huge shadow swooped down towards the Residence of Yun.
Yun Yang did not get up, but turned his head to look at the source of the sound.
The black eagle was surrounded by a strong gust of wind as it landed in the yard, stirring up the dust on the ground.
Wei Xinglu and Gugu leaped down from the back of the black eagle.
Yun Yang saw that it was them but did not make any further moves. He turned back to the bubbling teapot in a daze, as if he did not notice their arrival. It was just that his gaze seemed to have stiffened a little...
With a sweep of his deific consciousness, Wei Xinglu realized that Yun Yang had not slept at all. It seemed that he had been sitting under the flowering tree.
Could it be that he had been sitting for the whole night?
Looking from afar, one could see that the youth under the flowering tree was filled with worry. It was difficult to hide the heaviness in his heart. It was as if he was isolated from the world, causing people to involuntarily have a subtle feeling of wanting to protect him …
Even Gugu, who had always been at odds with Yun Yang, could not help but feel a slight shock in her heart.
He was actually still awake at this time and was still waiting here.
What was he waiting for?
Everyone else was at home except for the two of them. Could it be that he was waiting for them?
Wei Xinglu naturally thought so too. Seeing such deep feelings right in front of him, he could not help but sigh softly.
His body floated slowly as he walked in.
Yun Yang still had no reaction. His eyes were still fixed on the teapot, as if the bubbling boiling water had attracted all his attention.
"Brother Yun." Wei Xinglu said with a sigh, "Looking at you, you didn't sleep for the whole night? Could it be that something happened that made you stay up all night? "
Yun Yang's body trembled, as if he was shocked. He turned his head abruptly, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Eldest senior brother, you are back."
It was a strange feeling of relief.
This feeling was exceptionally clear.
Yun Yang's face was full of dew and frost from the night.
Even his sideburns had long been wet with dew. No matter how one looked at him, there was an indescribable sense of exhaustion.
"What important matter made you stay up all night?" Wei Xinglu frowned. At this moment, the eldest senior brother was full of heartache.
Although Yun Yang was smart, had a tough personality, and was shrewd, he was still a child who was not even twenty years old. In terms of the ways of the world, there was always a hint of childishness, whether intentionally or unintentionally. However, it was this childishness that made Wei Xinglu feel comforted. A cultivator who had not lost the innocence of a child was rare, extremely rare!
Yun Yang smiled. "Eldest senior brother, you must be joking. I have had a good sleep, and my spirit is exceptionally good. Hmm, I just woke up, and since I have nothing to do, I planned to boil a pot of tea to drink..."
Gugu took advantage of Yun Yang's precarious situation. How could she not step on Yun Yang when there was such a rare opportunity? She sneered, "Just woke up? Such a big pot of water has already been boiled dry. Could it be that you boiled the water while sleepwalking? Boiled the tea? "
"Uh..." Yun Yang was stunned for a moment. He picked up the teapot and said with some embarrassment, "Maybe I poured myself too quickly just now, and drank half of the pot unknowingly. I like to drink hot tea..."
Wei Xinglu smiled. He looked more carefully than Gugu. How could he not see that the tea leaves in Yun Yang's cup had obviously been boiled until there was no color at all? To be in such a state, the tea must have been boiled at least ten times. Otherwise, how could it be so colorless and fragrant? Moreover, the pot of water was obviously boiled dry...
Inferring from such a time, this Young Master Yun must have been sitting here since last night.
Drinking tea while waiting.
Drinking tea until it was colorless, waiting until the sky brightened.
The night dew and frost, the dawn breeze and waning moon.
Sitting alone, both body and mind were silent.
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