On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

"How is that possible!"

Ye Fan stared wide-eyed at the glowing stone tablet.

Ye Shitian, the God of Slaughter of Zhongzhou!

The person he had been impersonating was now existing in his chaotic space as a remnant soul.

The glowing light above the stone tablet slowly coalesced, transforming into a phantom human figure.

He was tall and imposing, with long, flowing hair and an air of arrogance that seemed to look down on the world. Even as a wisp of a remnant soul, he still exuded an oppressive aura that was impossible to look down upon.

Ye Shitian's remnant soul stared at Ye Fan, sizing him up a few times, and sneered, "A first-tier Grand Martial Master? That's all?"

"Back when I was a first-level Grand Martial Master, I already dared to wield my sword and storm into the Heavenly Sword Sect's mountain gate."

Ye Fan didn't reply, but simply observed the remnant soul.

Illusory, transparent, and capable of disappearing at any moment.

Ye Shitian completely ignored Ye Fan's silence and continued speaking to himself, "Do you know how strong I was back then?"

"Of the seven holy lands, I single-handedly charged into four of them with my sword! I came and went freely, unstoppable!"

"The ten major sects of Zhongzhou joined forces to besiege me, but I killed seven of their sect leaders with a single sword strike!"

"Even if an old monster at the Martial Emperor realm were to emerge from seclusion, I could still escape unscathed!"

As Ye Shitian spoke, a slight smile appeared on his lips, his inherent pride almost overflowing.

Ye Fan finally spoke.

"So damn tough, how did he die?"

Five words.

The fluorescent light on the stone tablet trembled violently.

Ye Shitian's face froze instantly.

The arrogance that permeated the space seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water.

silence.

A silence that lasted for more than a dozen breaths.

Ye Fan didn't urge him, and just watched.

"I was deceived by...a woman."

Ye Shitian's voice lowered, carrying a hint of bitterness that even he himself didn't realize.

"Luo Qingyi, the Holy Maiden of the Star Moon Holy Land."

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow.

Ye Shitian's remnant soul turned his back, as if unwilling to let anyone see his expression at this moment.

"Throughout my life, I have been ruthless and decisive, never showing mercy to anyone. Except for that woman..."

"She said she had broken with the Holy Land of Star and Moon, and I believed her."

"She said she was willing to wander the world with me, and I believed her."

"And then?" Ye Fan asked.

"And then?" Ye Shitian sneered, his voice sounding like it was squeezed out from between his teeth, "She lured me into the Eternal God Sealing Formation of the Star Moon Holy Land. The seven holy lands joined forces to set up this scheme, a five-hundred-year plan, all for the sake of killing me alone."

"When I fought my way out of the encirclement, I was covered in wounds. Before I died, I saw that woman standing next to the Holy Lord of the Star Moon Holy Land, smiling at me."

"That smile... I've been dead for five hundred years, but I still remember it."

Ye Fan remained silent for a moment.

A man who was invincible in the world eventually fell victim to a woman.

It's not that I lack the ability, it's that someone has torn a hole in my defenses.

"You want me to kill her?" Ye Fan asked directly.

Ye Shitian turned around, his remnant soul's eyes fixed on Ye Fan: "Clever."

"My remnant soul resides here, and will dissipate sooner or later. Before that, I need someone to settle this grudge for me."

"The Holy Maiden of the Holy Land is at least a Martial Emperor level being; five hundred years later, she might be even stronger." Ye Fan frowned. "Do you think I can handle it?"

"You have no choice but to comply." Ye Shitian's tone was calm. "I can teach you a sword technique—the Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment!"

"Back then, I used this sword technique to annihilate the seven holy lands. If you can master it, what is a Martial Emperor?"

Ye Fan's heart stirred.

Nine Heavenly Punishments!

The Yanhuang Sword in his hand is indeed powerful, but its use is too demanding. Each time he uses it, he has to exhaust all his internal energy, and his first-level Grand Martial Master level can only sustain it for a few breaths.

If one could obtain a genuine sword technique, combined with the Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique...

"Okay," Ye Fan nodded, "but I have one condition."

"You, a mere first-tier Grand Martial Master, dare to negotiate with me?" Ye Shitian sneered.

"You're just a wisp of a soul that could vanish at any moment, yet you're being so picky?" Ye Fan retorted.

Another silence followed.

Ye Shitian stared at Ye Fan for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

"Interesting. I've lived for so long, and no one has ever dared to speak to me like that."

"Speak, what are your conditions?"

Ye Fan said, "If after investigation it is found that the woman had no other choice, I will not kill her."

Ye Shitian's smile faded: "A helpless predicament?"

"Yes." Ye Fan said calmly, "What if she was also coerced? Since you loved her, you should give her a chance to find out the truth."

Ye Shitian's remnant soul trembled slightly.

"what ever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shitian's remnant soul suddenly transformed into a beam of light and directly entered Ye Fan's brow!

In an instant!

Countless sword shadows exploded in Ye Fan's mind!

First move – Heavenly Punishment!

The second move – Exterminate Evil!

The third move—World Destruction!

……

The nine sword techniques, each containing a world-destroying intent! Ye Fan felt as if his soul was being pierced by countless swords at the same time, the pain excruciating!

But he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

A moment later, the light withdrew from between his brows and reformed into the phantom of Ye Shitian.

But this time, the remnant soul was much fainter than before, almost transparent.

"The Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment have been etched into your soul. With your current level, you can barely execute the first move."

Ye Shitian's voice weakened.

"I need to sleep for a while to recover... Remember your promise."

"besides……"

Before its remnant soul dissipated, it left behind its last words.

"Stop using my name to swindle and deceive people. It's shameful."

The fluorescence dissipated.

The stone tablet has fallen silent once again.

Ye Fan's lips twitched.

So you saw everything?

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the first move of the Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment in his mind.

Sword intent poured forth like a waterfall!

Ye Fan made a fist and drew a sword mark in the air!

A crack tens of feet long was torn open in the ground of the chaotic space!

"So strong!"

Ye Fan opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming.

This sword strike was even more ferocious than when he used the Yanhuang Sword!

Moreover! There's no need to drain your internal energy!

With his first-level Grand Martial Master realm, his first move was already enough to kill a seventh-level Martial Grandmaster!

If one breaks through to the Martial Grandmaster realm, the power of this sword strike will be...

Ye Fan stopped thinking about it, calmed his mind, and withdrew from the chaotic space.

Inside the room, the daylight outside the window was already bright.

Hua Nongyu and Hua Nongyue, who were guarding outside the door, heard the noise and quickly asked, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

Ye Fan pushed open the door and stretched his limbs.

The realm of a first-level Grand Martial Master, plus the first move of the Nine Heavenly Punishments Swords!

From this day forward, he no longer needs to rely entirely on Ye Shitian's name!