Wei Tiansheng's smile was gentle but it made him seem even more cruel and callous. He had no sympathy for the old man who had taught his father how to read and breathe.
The father and son were shockingly similar in nature, one colder than the other.
Uncle Ming's hair was white and his eyes were dim. He looked at Wei Tiansheng with a hint of reminiscence in his muddy eyes. He thought of how his father, Wei Heng, had been when he was young. At that time, Wei Heng was very clever and clever, but in the end, he was so cold.
Uncle Ming had once treated him as his own son, but now, he couldn't say a word.
In the distance, Chu Feng's eyes were like knives as he stared ahead. He cooperated with Xi and was looking for the best opportunity. He could feel Uncle Ming's sorrow. There was nothing sadder than a dead heart.
Xi said, "Kill that Red-Haired Yin Sparrow and use the Three-Leaf Lotus to sweep the jar away!"
She couldn't stand it anymore. After knowing the inside story, this scene was indeed heart-wrenching. She wanted to save the old man immediately.
Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Even if we do make a move, we'll attack Yuwen Chengkong first. The Nine Yin Sparrow has been crippled. The only reason he's still standing is because his sworn brother, Yuwen Chengkong, has transferred him origin energy."
Before the altar, the Nine Yin Sparrow was standing with Yuwen Chengkong. They weren't too far apart and could temporarily strengthen themselves. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to survive in the Nine Nether Lands on his own.
Xi said solemnly, "After observation, there's something wrong with that jar. It'll be activated if we take it by force. There are at least hundreds of powerful order runes on it."
Chu Feng nodded. Wei Heng was too sinister. He had tampered with the jar so that if someone were to attack it, the jar would most likely explode into a mushroom cloud and explode.
Chu Feng's expression was gloomy. "When he sends Uncle Ming to the altar and no one is near, we'll attack and kill him decisively. At the same time, we'll save Uncle Ming!"
The two agreed to wait for that moment to appear.
The Nine Yin Sparrow possessed Yuwen Chengkong's cultivation and could still use his divine arts. Add to that the fact that Uncle Ming had long since been sealed, he couldn't kill himself even if he wanted to.
The Nine Yin Sparrow lifted Uncle Ming's head. Immediately, blood dripped down and even his white hair was dyed red. The old man's situation was quite miserable.
"Old fellow, the first half of your life was very glorious. Even when my race's ancestor went to pay an audience with Yaoyao's father, he was extremely respectful to you. The second half of your life was miserable. You lost your family, and almost all of them died tragically. Your home planet was destroyed, and only two or three Tom, Dick, and Harry managed to escape. It's fine if you hide in a hole and endure humiliation. But you dare to come out and cause trouble? Aren't you courting death?! "
The Nine Yin Sparrow was satisfied. He lifted Uncle Ming's head and taunted him mercilessly.
He felt that he would definitely be able to advance to the Saint Realm this time, because he had accumulated enough. His experience and attainments were already there, and what was lacking was only the source of power. After being crippled by others, he might be able to be reborn and rise again, becoming even better than before.
"Little red-haired chicken, you've become even more insolent after success. Back then, when your race was wreaking havoc in the starry seas, I went with a group of old friends to quell the chaos and kill your ancestors until they wailed. When we roasted your saint and ate him, you didn't even know that you were hatching in that egg."
Even though Uncle Ming was very miserable and his current situation was tragic, he didn't even frown. On the contrary, he brought up the past unyieldingly and ridiculed the Nine Yin Sparrow.
"Old fellow, you're courting death!"
The Nine Yin Sparrow's eyes were cold and full of killing intent. He raised his hand and almost slapped down, but he held back because he was afraid of breaking the seal and causing Uncle Ming to commit suicide.
Wei Tiansheng spoke with a faint smile, "Heh, heh, grandmaster, you're still reminiscing about the past even now. You're really old and only have these pitiful memories left. Back then, you guys were indeed glorious. You moved unhindered through the starry domains and quelled the upheavals everywhere. You were high-spirited and invincible. But what did you achieve in the end? What about your group of old friends? Almost all of them are dead and scattered. How many of you are left after the final battle of ancient times? What a pity, your era has passed and you've all been eliminated. "
Apparently, Wei Heng's youngest son understood Uncle Ming's character very well. He knew that the latter was sentimental and nostalgic. As expected, these words caused Uncle Ming to suffer greatly.
Yes, the era that belonged to them had come to an end. This was especially true for his group of old friends from Earth and other galaxies. Those who had lent a hand back then had all been killed and their blood splattered across the starry skies.
At this time, familiar faces appeared before Uncle Ming's eyes. They were all his brothers and friends who had gone through life and death with him. It was as if he had returned to the ancient times, back to that era. He drank and sang with them, trampled the land of evil with them, and suppressed the land of evil with them...
But now, all of them were dead. Uncle Ming's old tears streamed down his cheeks. He was incomparably sad. The glory that belonged to them, their hot-bloodedness, and their youth, had all been buried.
Up until now, how many people still remembered them? Those old brothers and friends were almost all dead. He felt as if a knife was being twisted in his heart and incomparably sad. For a moment, tears blurred his turbid eyes.
"Our ancient times, our time, my old brothers, I … have come to accompany you!" Uncle Ming's lips trembled as he emitted weak spiritual fluctuations.
The Nine Yin Sparrow was astonished. He felt that the Xilin clan understood Changming well and understood human nature. Just a few words were enough to make Uncle Ming cry.
The corners of Wei Tiansheng's mouth curled up into a faint smile. "Grandmaster, it's not that I'm looking down on you, but this is indeed the case. Back then, my father had already seen through you people. Those who place too much emphasis on emotions are bound to fail. How can you survive in this world if you're not ruthless enough? At that time, my father was still young, yet he saw the general situation clearly. He turned around resolutely and left with the Xilin army. This was foresight and boldness. Then, he went on an expedition along the way. If he hadn't been ambushed by the remnants of Earth in the following years and suffered an internal injury, I think my father would've long since become a heaven-illuminator. This kind of talent isn't necessarily inferior to Princess Yaoyao. "
"Obliterating conscience and humanity. If you and your father think it's good, then so be it. That's your choice," Uncle Ming replied woodenly.
Wei Tiansheng said, "Grandmaster, you won't be lonely down there. Yes, I'll dig out the corpses of your old brothers and burn them. I'll have them accompany you down there, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
"Animal, what exactly do you want?!" Uncle Ming was furious. His old brothers' fates were all so miserable. Couldn't they even rest in peace after death? Wei Tiansheng was even crueler than his father. He actually wanted to do such a thing.
"Grandmaster, don't you know what I want? Where on Earth is the Robbery Induction Breathing Technique kept?" Wei Tiansheng asked.
Uncle Ming's voice was weak, but it was also filled with determination. "Just give up. The breathing technique has long since been taken away. If you really want it, you can go to the broken universe in the depths of the primal chaos to find Yaoyao and the sagemaster. Do you dare to ask them for it?"
Wei Tiansheng said disdainfully, "Taken away? It's just a few nobodies on Earth. They can't run away. There's someone called Chu Feng, right? I'll crush him to death later! I'll let him jump around for a while. When the mother planet's seal loosens, a magnificent army will charge into Earth. At that time, what heaven's chosen one? He's just an ant! "
Afterward, he said with a gentle smile, "Alright, you can go on your way, Grandmaster. I'm a man of my word. I guarantee I'll dig out the corpses of your old brothers, grind them to ashes one by one, and throw them on the Nine Nether Planet. They'll accompany you. After all, some of them were personally killed by my father. It's clear where they're buried. "
Uncle Ming was both shocked and furious. "You animal, you're worse than a pig or a dog. Your cultivation isn't as high as your father's, but your evil heart surpasses his!"
His emotions were fluctuating intensely. When he thought about the pitiful end of his old brothers, and then how they were going to be humiliated even after death, he immediately felt sorrow. Back then, they were also all-powerful and heavenly warping heroes. How did they end up in this state, their later years so miserable?
Could it be that good people don't live long and evil people live the longest? Uncle Ming was filled with grief and indignation.
In the distance, Chu Feng saw and heard everything clearly. He felt as though his chest was about to explode. He had never seen anyone he wanted to kill more than Wei Heng and Wei Tiansheng. They were sinister and ruthless, and most importantly, their way of doing things filled one's chest with anger. He couldn't calm his anger without killing them!
In front of the altar, the Nine Yin Sparrow was shaken. He had discovered that Wei Tiansheng was indeed terrifying. In just a short moment, he had made Chang Ming cry uncontrollably and howl in grief. The Wei father and son were truly terrifying.
"Grandmaster, have a safe journey. I'll send you off in my father's place. Go in peace. But don't think about reincarnation. Regardless of whether there's such a thing as rebirth, you won't have the chance. I guarantee you'll be destroyed in both body and soul. "
Wei Tiansheng said this indifferently and said no more. He stood to one side with his hands behind his back.
The Nine Yin Sparrow laughed loudly. "Old fart, I'm so happy to see you so sad. And now, you're going to help me ascend to the saint realm. Just thinking about it makes me happy. Old fart, it's time for you to ascend the altar and offer your sacrifice!"
He was satisfied and began to look forward to the scene of becoming a saint.
At this time, he lifted Uncle Ming's head and personally delivered it to the altar in front of him. He then jumped up and sat down on the other altar.
"I, the Nine Yin Sparrow, will become a saint today!" The Nine Yin Sparrow shouted loudly as though he was announcing to the world. His voice rumbled and shook the black earth.
At this time, Chu Feng's eyes were red. Everything he had seen just now, including Uncle Ming's grievance and pain, almost caused his tears to fall. He could be cruel to his enemies, but he also had feelings. He couldn't bear to see a good person like Uncle Ming being wronged.
"Attack!"
Chu Feng gritted his teeth. He had long since been stifled.
Chi!
A green leaf flew out and transformed into a beam of light. It pierced through the void soundlessly and arrived before the altar. It then wrapped around Uncle Ming's head and fled into the distance.
"How dare you!"
"Who!?"
"Kill!"
Several voices rang out in front of the altar, shaking the heaven and earth. Everyone was shaken and furious at the same time. They were either saints or quasi-saints. How could they tolerate someone daring to rob them in front of their faces?!
Boom!
In fact, Lady Xi had already attacked Yuwen Chengkong when the green leaf released hundreds of runes and wrapped around Uncle Ming's head.
The Nine Yin Sparrow was just an empty shell. If Yuwen Chengkong was killed or gravely injured, the Nine Yin Sparrow would be crippled on the spot!
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