As Yun Yang walked in, he suddenly thought of a strange question and asked, "After seeing you in person today, I realized that my previous judgment of your ability has been greatly mistaken. Based on my judgment of your cultivation base, you can be considered the pinnacle of the world, perhaps not too far off from Ling Xiaozui, if not even close. How did Bai Yixue manage to escape from your sword back then? With his cultivation base, it would have been impossible for him to take a casual strike from you. How did he manage to escape unscathed after being struck? "
This was indeed strange.
Before he had met Jun Moyan, Yun Yang had naturally felt that Lao Bai was a peerless expert.
However, as Yun Yang's cultivation base grew, especially after meeting Jun Moyan in person, he realized that Lao Bai was nothing. What was more, the previous Lao Bai had not even needed to move his sword against Bai Yixue; Jun Moyan could have chopped the latter into pieces.
It was a huge gap between heaven and earth. How could Bai Yixue have been able to fight him for so long and be defeated by a single strike? As for being struck in the chest, that was even more unbelievable!
Jun Moyan said coldly, "Those who fight me, as long as they are not evil, I will spare their lives if they are obsessed with the sword. Bai Yixue did not die from the stab that pierced his chest and even managed to escape. Of course, it is because of the sword energy that I injected into his organs when I stabbed him, protecting them so that his vital energy is not depleted. Naturally, he has a chance to escape!"
Yun Yang was dumbfounded. F * ck, could it be played this way? If you're so capable, why don't you ascend to heaven?
Subconsciously, he asked, "Why? Don't you know that nurturing a tiger will only invite calamity? It's your own fault for being devoured by it! "
"I have to nurture him." Jun Moyan was straightforward. "I'm not afraid of being devoured, but I'm afraid that I won't even have an opponent in the future. Bai Yixue can fight with me for dozens of moves without using his mystical Qi cultivation base. He's an oddity among swordsmen, worth looking forward to."
"F * cking pretentious!" Yun Yang cursed inwardly.
…
"Where is he?" Yun Yang entered the house and looked around. There was no one there, nor was there any bed or luggage.
Jun Moyan said faintly, "I've concealed it with a formation. However, once this formation is opened, it can no longer be restored. "
Yun Yang took a deep breath and said, "Open it!"
The tone of this sentence was almost like an order.
However, Jun Moyan did not say anything more. With a wave of his hand, a ray of clear light flashed past. The space was warped as if a piece of transparent glass had shattered.
Then, a bed appeared out of thin air.
Yun Yang looked over and felt an indescribable pain in his heart. Tears gushed out of his eyes almost immediately. He took a deep breath, but the murderous intent and violence within him rose abruptly and could no longer be suppressed.
Old Dugu!
In Yun Yang's impression, this old man, who had always been hunched and reeking of oil and smoke with an apron tied around his waist, was now lying upright on the bed. His wounds looked like they had been treated, but they were still bloody and scarred.
The old man's right leg was gone, and his left leg had been cut countless times, leaving only flesh and skin. His entire body was covered in wounds, and with a rough look, there were at least a thousand of them.
There were saber and sword marks on his face as well; one of his eyes had turned into a hole.
His right hand had been chopped off at the elbow; his left hand was relatively intact, but there were still dozens of saber and sword marks on it. His chest was caved in; who knew how many heavy blows had landed on this old man's body?
The old man now looked like a broken rag doll; there was not an inch of uninjured flesh on him.
This was the result of Jun Moyan's treatment.
"How could this be? How could this be? "Yun Yang was dazed, his vision darkening as he almost fainted.
Before seeing Old Dugu in person, he had imagined it many times. He knew that Old Dugu must have been severely injured, but he had never imagined that Old Dugu's injuries would be so severe and devastating!
Just looking at the wounds on his body, it was not difficult to imagine how desperately Old Dugu had fought that day.
It was a fighting style that had even burned the strength of the soul to the limit!
Other than that, the enemies Old Dugu had faced had to be at least hundreds of people!
Perhaps even more!
The old man was lying peacefully now; there was no sign of his chest rising or falling; it was like he had passed away.
"He's still alive." Jun Moyan's voice was pained. "But … it's no different from being dead. His deific consciousness, soul, and will are all gone. The only thing left is the half a breath that I've sent in, barely keeping this broken body together. He can't even be considered breathing. How can he be saved in such a state? "
He sighed deeply and turned his head away, unable to bear to look at his brother's broken body.
Yun Yang placed his hand on Old Dugu's neck. It was only here that he could feel the old man's body still warm, and he could also feel the signs of a heartbeat after a long time.
"I've used countless spiritual medicines during this period of time, but the only effect was to keep him alive for this half a breath. That's all."
Jun Moyan said dejectedly, "Sometimes, I really want to kill him with a swing of my sword. I want him to die a quick death and leave this cruel world … But he clearly has an unfulfilled wish. His will to live is still there, he's been holding on. Instead of saying that I've helped him fight for that last breath, it's more like he's not giving up and persevering …"
"Otherwise, even if Old Dugu had fallen into the enemy's hands, he would still have the ability to end his own life. He wouldn't have waited until now. His dignity wouldn't allow him to live so pathetically …"
"Therefore, I've used a formation to seal off this space completely. Only by doing so can Old Dugu's soul not completely dissipate."
Jun Moyan murmured.
Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath. At this moment, he really had the urge to kill all of the Empire of Ziyou's citizens!
It was too cruel!
Too cruel!
"Old Dugu's cultivation base can be considered a top-notch expert in the Tianxuan Continent. At the very least, he should be in the heaven realm …" Yun Yang heard his own voice speaking, it was monotonous and emotionless. "How could he be ganged up and beaten up like this with such strength? There must be some other reason behind this. "
Jun Moyan kept quiet for a bit and said, "When I saw him earlier, I felt the medicinal power of the Immortals' Odium on him. It should be the drug's doing."
"Poisoned!"
Yun Yang pressed his lips together, his gaze chilling. "With Old Dugu's martial world experience and cautiousness, it can't be a coincidence that he was poisoned this time. An experienced martial artist like him, one who's here for assassination and revenge, should be cautious at every step. How could he be poisoned so easily? I believe that Senior Jun is also aware of this. "
Jun Moyan kept quiet for a long time and said, "I do know. It's said that he was poisoned by Ouyang Xiaoshe. His whereabouts were also leaked by Ouyang Xiaoshe. "
Yun Yang clenched his fists and asked quietly, "Ouyang Xiaoshe? Why would he do such a thing? "
"Dugu Jimo and Ouyang Xiaoshe were renowned assassins back in the day. This time, after Dugu Jimo arrived at Zilong City, I don't know what happened, but both of them got in touch and agreed to work together … Then, this is what happened," Jun Moyan said.
"Then, what about Ouyang Xiaoshe?" A ball of fire burned in Yun Yang's eyes.
"I don't know his whereabouts and I don't know the whole story." Jun Moyan said, "What I know is that he betrayed Old Dugu and poisoned him. After that, this person disappeared without a trace!"
"I had planned to look for Ouyang Xiaoshe at the ends of the earth after the matter here is settled! I'd like to end this grudge for Old Dugu! "Jun Moyan said.
"No need! Please spare Ouyang Xiaoshe's life! " Yun Yang said coldly, "Old Dugu still has his kin in this world. There's no need for an outsider to avenge this grudge!"
Jun Moyan was silent for a moment before he said, "Very well!"
He looked at Yun Yang in slight shock. The murderous aura that Yun Yang was exuding now was enough to terrify even an expert like Jun Moyan!
"I'm going to start healing Old Dugu. I need absolute peace and quiet during this period of time."
Yun Yang closed his eyes and said quietly, "No matter what, Jun Moyan, I still have to thank you for saving Old Dugu's last breath. Otherwise, it would've been a hopeless situation!"
Jun Moyan sighed. Just as he was about to speak, he realized that Yun Yang had already closed his eyes and was beginning to pour out his spiritual energy to heal Old Dugu's body.
Jun Moyan stood speechlessly for a moment before he turned to the door. His gaze was weak and bleak as he looked at the bleak winter scenery outside.
Yun Yang's words of thanks and acknowledgment had returned to his sword heart.
He had done his part after all.
However, for some reason, he felt waves of coldness assaulting his heart. It was a bone-piercing chill, a coldness that could freeze one's heart!
He knew that from this moment onwards, the last tie he had in this world had disappeared.
From this moment onwards, his life was only his sword!
However, he did not know why he felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness when he had finally reached this realm, despite always pursuing this realm.
Loneliness.
"How lonely …"
Jun Moyan heaved a sigh dejectedly.
He could feel that his last friend was also leaving him.
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