There were numerous patterns of flames on his body, vivid and lifelike, as though they could be seen leaping about.
A head of black hair hung loosely behind his back. While it was jet-black in colour, from afar, it gave off the feeling of flames.
This person also had flame patterns on his face, and the light of fire seemed to flicker within his eyes.
However, the nearby Lan Wenyan could still recognise that this youth with a rather strange appearance was precisely Ye Jing, who had gone missing in the Sealing Dragon Abyss that day.
While his face was covered by flame patterns, his facial features could still be recognised.
Somewhat uncertain, Lan Wenyan probed, "Are you Ye Jing, junior apprentice-brother Ye?"
The other party turned his head, his gaze like fire, moving one's soul. However, he still nodded, "That's right, it's me."
Lan Wenyan asked curiously, "Previously in the Sealing Dragon Abyss, you …"
Hearing the name of the Sealing Dragon Abyss, an obvious fury surfaced within Ye Jing's eyes, his expression also turning cold, "I was lucky; I didn't die."
"No matter what, it's good that you're alright." Lan Wenyan let out a sigh of relief, "Everyone was very worried about you, but senior apprentice-brother Yan said that you are blessed by the heavens, able to turn calamities into blessings. From the looks of it now, senior apprentice-brother Yan was indeed right …"
Before he had finished speaking, he was interrupted by an explosive roar.
"Yan Zhaoge!" Ye Jing's eyes seemed as though they were about to spit fire, "If not for him, how would I have met with such a calamity!"
"From the start, he had no good intentions, wanting to kill me!"
"However, my life is tough, not dying, and even improving my cultivation base. I'm afraid that I will have to disappoint him," Ye Jing ground his teeth, "A man who does not take revenge is not a gentleman. This debt, I will settle with him sooner or later!"
Hearing his words, Lan Wenyan's brows instantly knit together tightly, "Junior apprentice-brother Ye, calm down a little. I also heard about what happened that day afterwards. Senior apprentice-brother Yan's Internal Crystal Furnace fell into the abyss, causing it to explode and injure you. That was an accident."
Ye Jing snorted coldly, "You're a roundworm in his stomach; how do you know what he thinks? Whatever he says, you just believe it. "
"That Martial Grandmaster, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master, originally came to find trouble with him, but was instead diverted by him, making use of the fire seed and having me block the calamity for him. Everything was all part of his plan!"
"It's just a low-grade Precious Weapon, and you're blinded by it, to the point that you're siding with him?"
Hearing his words, Lan Wenyan was also a little enraged, "Back then, it was your own despicable hands that snatched away senior apprentice-brother Yan's true fire seed of your own accord. Otherwise, would a Martial Grandmaster have beaten you? Do you really think you're somebody? "
"You've just escaped death, so it's inevitable that you're agitated. I don't blame you, but that doesn't mean you can spout nonsense."
He appraised Ye Jing for a moment, then shook his head, "I believe in senior apprentice-brother Yan's words! Why would he believe it? Back then, you had already fallen into the deep abyss, barely surviving. Why did senior apprentice-brother Yan throw his Internal Crystal Furnace down? "
"Moreover, just how rare and precious is an Internal Crystal Furnace? For the sake of killing you, senior apprentice-brother Yan destroyed his own Internal Crystal Furnace? The legendary Internal Crystal Furnace or you, a martial practitioner who isn't even a Martial Scholar yet, which is more precious? "
"Whether it's me, you, or anyone else who entered the Sealing Dragon Abyss with him, if senior apprentice-brother Yan really wanted to kill us, let alone a single slap, we might not even be able to take a breath from him. Why would he need to destroy his own Internal Crystal Furnace?"
The other party's words caused Ye Jing to instantly recall Yan Zhaoge's indifferent attitude towards him.
The despair, rage and hatred he had felt in the Sealing Dragon Abyss back then involuntarily surged even further, almost burning away Ye Jing's rationality.
Ye Jing's eyes were crimson like fire, "A low-grade Precious Artifact has raised you all up to be like Yan Zhaoge's dogs?"
"Then I'll first beat the dog, then the master!"
With a furious howl, he soared into the air, lunging towards Lan Wenyan!
Lan Wenyan was shocked, only feeling a wave of heat assaulting his face, almost suffocating him.
Having survived such a calamity, Ye Jing's cultivation had indeed improved greatly?
Lan Wenyan didn't dare to hesitate, hurriedly raising a shield. It was precisely the low-grade Precious Artifact that Yan Zhaoge had gifted him back then.
It was only that, seeing this shield, Ye Jing's eyes turned red like he had met his enemy, his fists smashing downwards like a tempestuous storm.
As though he didn't know what fatigue was, his iron fists struck out consecutively, resembling a tsunami and collapsing mountains.
Lan Wenyan was hard pressed to exert the full power of the low-grade Precious Artifact, actually being unable to withstand the unarmed Ye Jing.
Finally, the Precious Artifact was jolted out of his hands. Ye Jing's fists did not cease, directly sending Lan Wenyan flying.
Looking at his opponent who had landed on the ground, blood flowing unceasingly from his mouth, Ye Jing's gaze was cold, killing intent surging unceasingly within his eyes. Only after a long time did he avert his gaze.
Looking at the shield that had fallen to the side, the flames of fury and hatred within his eyes growing intense once more. Rushing forward, he kicked out, directly sending that shield flying far into the distance.
The shield transformed into a small black dot, disappearing amidst the distant mountain range.
Glancing hatefully at the half-dead Lan Wenyan, Ye Jing turned and left, heading towards the depths of the mountain range.
"Through the ring, I have reconstructed my body. However, because of my martial arts, I am much more irritable and easily angered than before." As he walked, Ye Jing gradually calmed down a little, also vaguely beginning to feel regret, "While Lan Wenyan is biased towards Yan Zhaoge, he has never really helped Yan Zhaoge harm me. I nearly killed him; I was a little too rash."
However, thinking about how he had become like this, the fury within his heart surged once more, "Yan Zhaoge!"
"Hmph, seeing Lan Wenyan's character today, I can imagine that most of the other people in the clan will probably also be wearing the same pants as that Yan Zhaoge."
"His father is even an Elder of the clan; he will definitely protect him. If I want to seek justice, it will be even more difficult."
"But so what? If I don't expose that Yan Zhaoge's ugly face, not seeking justice, wouldn't all the pain I have suffered have been for naught?"
"Power. If I want to seek justice, I need sufficient power. If I am stronger than Yan Zhaoge, even stronger than his father, how would they dare to harm me, even distorting the truth?"
Ye Jing raised his head to look at the undulating mountain range before him, his gaze cold and hard as iron, blazing like fire, "I must possess great power before I can seek justice for myself, and I must be even stronger than that father and son pair, Yan Zhaoge."
"Yan Zhaoge, just you wait. What you owe me, I will make you repay it one by one!"
… …
"Ye Jing heavily injured a fellow disciple?" Yan Zhaoge looked at the Ah Hu before him rather surprisedly.
Ye Jing was still alive; Yan Zhaoge was not surprised in the slightest.
Someone had seen him, and the news had spread back to the clan. To Yan Zhaoge, it could only be a good thing. This completely proved Yan Zhaoge's answer when he had been questioned that day.
Yan Zhaoge was not worried about confronting Ye Jing in the slightest, performing the Blood Soul Recollection ceremony and reliving the scene from back then.
However, after Ye Jing had appeared, he had nearly beaten Lan Wenyan to death. This left Yan Zhaoge a little at a loss.
"This kid, falling into the deep abyss, did he damage his head?" Yan Zhaoge could only feel that this was rather incomprehensible, "Why did he beat someone?"
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