An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

I'll kill you! So what!

Lin Ye's gaze finally fell on Zhao Zhijing, who was on the verge of death in his hands.

Those eyes, bulging out from lack of oxygen, were filled with pleading and fear.

"Master...Junior Brother...Spare...Spare my life..."

With his last ounce of strength, Zhao Zhijing managed to squeeze out a few broken syllables from his throat.

Lin Ye looked at him.

"Now, you know to call me junior brother?"

"It's too late."

"You wicked creature! How dare you!!!"

Qiu Chuji's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a grief-stricken roar!

Although he and Zhao Zhijing were not officially master and disciple, they were in fact master and disciple, and Zhao Zhijing was always the junior he valued the most!

"What wouldn't I dare to do!"

"What wouldn't I dare to do!"

Lin Ye's roar was no longer a human voice.

That beast, driven to the brink of despair, finally broke free of all its shackles, unleashing a roar of blood and fire from the depths of its soul!

The sound tore through the cold air of Zhongnan Mountain, making people's eardrums buzz, and even the branches and leaves of the old pine trees in front of the ancient tomb trembled.

Time was frozen at this moment.

All eyes were fixed on Lin Ye's hand that was gripping Zhao Zhijing's neck.

That hand, once thin and with distinct joints due to malnutrition.

But at this moment, in everyone's eyes, it swelled into an irresistible iron claw, a judgment, a divine punishment, and the embodiment of all suppressed anger and injustice.

Qiu Chuji's roar still echoed in the valley. His expression of grief and indignation was frozen on his face, his eyes were wide open like copper bells, and blood vessels were spreading wildly from the corners of his eyes.

He tried to rush over, but his body was firmly suppressed by that earth-shattering aura, and he couldn't move an inch.

He could only watch helplessly.

Looking at Lin Ye's lips, after that roar, a strange yet radiant smile appeared.

That smile held no joy whatsoever, only endless coldness and...

A near-manic pleasure.

"Senior brother."

Lin Ye's voice suddenly became very soft and gentle, like the most intimate whisper between lovers, but this whisper sent a chill down everyone's spine.

"Do you remember? When you stepped on my head, pushed me into the snow, and asked me, 'Does this piece of trash deserve to live?'"

"Do you remember when you stole my only dry food and laughed, saying, 'Dogs should eat dirt'?"

"Do you remember? You... time and time again..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

Because he saw two streams of murky tears flowing from Zhao Zhijing's eyes, which bulged out of extreme fear.

Those were tears of pleading.

Those were tears of regret.

Oh.

remorse?

Lin Ye's smile grew even more intense and sinister.

Is it too extravagant to regret it now?

Those days and nights of humiliation, those lonely nights spent licking their wounds in the darkness, that dignity trampled upon like ants…

Whom should we turn to for remorse?

"Go to hell."

Lin Ye softly pronounced the verdict.

next second.

"Crack... snap..."

A sound so faint it was almost imperceptible, yet so clear it was enough to make everyone's heart stop.

That was the sound of bones being crushed.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Lin Ye's five fingers, those five seemingly slender fingers, suddenly exerted force, using power beyond the limits of the human body, and violently pulled inward!

Zhao Zhijing's head looked like a watermelon being clamped in iron pincers.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

"Pfft—!"

Red and white liquid, mixed with bone fragments and brain matter, shot out from between Lin Ye's fingers!

Warm blood splattered on half of Lin Ye's cheek, adding a touch of eerie and bloody beauty to his already handsome yet cold face.

He slowly released his grip.

Zhao Zhijing's body, or rather, his body that could no longer be called "human," slid down softly.

His head was no longer recognizable, just a blurry mass of flesh hanging from his twisted neck, swaying as his body fell.

Dead silence.

The whole world was silent except for the sound of the wind.

Everyone was utterly shocked and terrified by this bloody, brutal, and utterly ruthless scene.

This is murder.

Even more so...

Slaughter!

In front of all the heroes of the world, in front of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, and in front of the great hero Guo Jing, an elite disciple of the Quanzhen Sect was crushed into a pile of minced meat in such a tragic way!

This is no longer a provocation.

This is to completely tear off the face of the Quanzhen Sect, the so-called prestigious sect, throw it on the ground, and then crush it into the mud with your feet!

Lin Ye stood there, letting the warm blood slide down his cheeks and drip onto his clothes, spreading out in dark red patterns.

He slowly raised his hand, which was covered in blood and brain matter, and placed it in front of his eyes.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort spread through my limbs and bones like an electric current.

All the resentment, humiliation, and hatred that had been building up in my heart for years were completely wiped out by that crisp sound.

So this is what revenge tastes like.

So this is what it feels like to have your destiny in your own hands.

That's fucking...

cool!

He slowly turned his head, his eyes, made even darker by the blood, calmly sweeping over everyone present.

Guo Jing's confusion.

The fear and anger of the Quanzhen sect members.

The fear and retreat of martial arts practitioners.

He took in everyone's expressions.

He felt no guilt or unease whatsoever; his heart was filled with a vast, cold calm, and an absolute sense of control that placed him above everyone else.

Then, he moved.

He casually tossed aside some dirty piece of trash.

Zhao Zhijing's headless, still convulsing corpse traced a tragic parabola through the air before crashing heavily in front of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen with a loud bang.

The body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, which also shook up the last line of defense in the hearts of all Quanzhen disciples.

The twisted, incomplete human form lay sprawled on the ground, facing Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and the others.

A silent mockery, a bloody slap.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Qiu Chuji finally broke free from his extreme shock. He let out a long, mournful howl that was not human, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman!

"You beast! You beast!! I'll kill you!!!"

His beard and hair stood on end, and he no longer possessed the demeanor of a Taoist master. Like a mad lion, he suddenly drew his long sword from his waist, and a dazzling sword light tore through the air like a bolt of lightning, piercing straight for Lin Ye's heart!

Wang Chuyi, Tan Chuduan, and the others behind him reacted instantly. Grief and humiliation made them lose their minds, and they all drew their swords, their murderous aura soaring to the sky.

The entire Quanzhen Sect camp was completely ignited at this moment.

"Kill him! Avenge Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Clean house! Slay this scoundrel!"

"kill!!"

The shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth. Dozens of Quanzhen disciples, their eyes red, brandished their longswords and formed a sword formation, surging towards Lin Ye like a tidal wave.

However, faced with this siege that would terrify any martial artist, Lin Ye simply stood quietly.

He didn't even look at Qiu Chuji, who was moving with the force of thunder, nor at the murderous sword formation.

He simply stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The rusty, sweet, and fishy taste explodes on the taste buds.

He raised his eyes, his gaze passing over all the hysterical faces, and finally landing on Guo Jing, who was still frozen in place, his face full of struggle and pain.

Then he smiled.

It was a pure smile, without any impurities.

"Kill him!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's hearts and silencing all the shouts of battle.

"So what?!"