"Father, mother!" After a while, two sorrowful voices rang out from Jianchen's mouth. Jianchen slowly made his way towards the crowd with trembling legs.
"It's the fourth young master's voice. The fourth young master has returned!"
"The fourth young master has returned!"
The gathered guards discovered Jianchen as well. They all called out, but their voices were not filled with joy like before. Instead, they were filled with sorrow and bitterness.
A path immediately formed in front of Jianchen. He made his way in with trembling legs. Finally, he arrived before Bi Yuntian and Changyang Ba. Looking at his parents on the ground with their eyes closed, Jianchen's heart was filled with sorrow.
"Father, mother!" Jianchen cried out sorrowfully. He was heartbroken, and his eyes became scarlet. Two streaks of blood-red tears flowed from his eyes, slowly flowing down his cheeks. With his current ability, he could naturally sense that his parents were already dead. Even if he had a high-grade Radiant Spirit Pill, he would not be able to save their lives.
"Fourth young master, I'm sorry. I'm useless. I failed to protect the patriarch and madam," Chang Bo was pale as he tottered over to Jianchen. He blamed himself.
Jianchen said nothing. He stared blankly at his parents' bodies as tears of blood flowed from his eyes. A while later, Jianchen's blank eyes finally glowed a little. Afterwards, his gaze immediately became filled with shock. He growled, "What happened? Who killed my parents?" Jianchen's voice was not loud, but it was filled with iciness. Even the surrounding temperature plummeted with his words, becoming chilly.
As for the guards and elders around them, they suddenly felt a chill enveloping their bodies, causing them to shiver uncontrollably. Although Jianchen did not give off any presence right now, his voice sounded like the god of death to the surrounding people. It was extremely terrifying.
"Fourth young master, just then, a few Saint Rulers came to the Changyang clan to look for you. They were the ones who killed the patriarch and the fourth madam," uncle Chang said with a heavy voice and a sorrowful expression.
Jianchen clenched his fists tightly. A powerful killing intent radiated from his body, causing the surrounding space to become sticky.
At this moment, Jianchen suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw four blood-red figures quickly fly over. A powerful killing intent condensed around the four of them, slowly revolving around them. The Baleful Yin Force could only be condensed from slaughtering countless lives and using special anti-heat methods.
Jianchen immediately sensed that the four of them were Saint Rulers and immediately treated them as the murderers of his parents. Hatred immediately filled his eyes and his gaze became filled with shock.
The chaotic neidan in Jianchen's dantian began to violently tremble. Strands of Chaotic Force surged out from the neidan, surging through Jianchen's body like a wild horse. It filled every corner of his body. At the same time, a surging presence radiated from Jianchen, shooting into the sky. It was accompanied by a powerful killing intent, actually condensing into a dark cloud in the sky.
"Argh!" Jianchen roared at the sky. His long hair danced wildly without any wind. His Ruler Armament, the Dragon-slaying sword, immediately appeared in his right hand, shining with a dark light.
Suddenly, Jianchen shot into the sky. With the Dragon-slaying sword in hand, he shot toward the four red figures with lightning-like speed.
The four figures came to a sudden halt when they saw Jianchen charge over like a madman. They hovered in the air as they frowned.
"Pay with your life for my parents!" Jianchen roared at the sky as he swung the Dragon-slaying sword at the four people. A powerful sword Qi shot toward the four people with a devastating presence. Wherever the sword Qi passed, space would be sliced open. A thin, pitch-black crack would appear, but it would close up in the blink of an eye.
"What kind of energy is this? It's so powerful!" A man in blood-red clothes cried out in surprise. A red spike appeared in his hand. At the same time, the same red spike appeared in the hands of the other three people. The four spikes stabbed out at the same time, flying toward Jianchen's sword Qi with a dense Baleful Yin Force.
Boom! The sword Qi from Chaotic Force collided with the four spikes, immediately producing a great boom. The powerful ripples of energy turned into wild gales that wreaked havoc in the surroundings.
The sword Qi condensed from Chaotic Force was dispersed by the four red thorns. However, the Baleful Yin Force on the four red thorns had become much dimmer as a result. Afterwards, the four red thorns flew into the hands of the four men at the same time.
Jianchen knew that the four people were powerful, but he showed no fear at all. He coldly stared at the four of them as a powerful and pure sword Qi radiated from his body. Along with it was a heavy killing intent.
"Stop! Fourth young master! Stop!" At this moment, an old and weak voice rang out from behind. The pale-faced Chang Bo controlled the energy of the world as he flew out of Changyang Prefecture. Even though it was just a casual attack from a Saint Ruler, he was still extremely heavily injured from the attack. After flying for a short distance, the energy of the world that supported him rapidly dispersed and Chang Bo fell from the sky.
The coldness in Jianchen's eyes faded slightly. His face immediately changed when he saw Chang Bo fall from the sky. His childhood memories immediately surfaced in his head, and he no longer cared about the four blood-red men. He fused with the surrounding space and arrived before Chang Bo with lightning speed to catch him.
A mouthful of blood spurted from Chang Bo's mouth, dyeing his old face red. With a thought from Jianchen, a few Radiant Spirit Pills immediately flew out of his Space Ring and entered Chang Bo's mouth.
With the help of the Radiant Spirit Pills, Chang Bo's worsening wounds gradually stabilized. He stared at Jianchen dully and said weakly, "Fourth young master, it's not them. They're not the ones who killed the patriarch and the fourth madam. If they hadn't suddenly arrived and chased away the culprits, there probably wouldn't be a single person left alive in Changyang Prefecture right now."
Jianchen raised his head and glanced at the four blood-red men in the distance. The cold killing intent in his eyes gradually dispersed, and even his presence slowly vanished. Without saying anything else, he carried Chang Bo back to Changyang Prefecture.
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