Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The sound of something breaking.

Sha suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. Although he had not been attacked at all, he looked as if he had been hit hard. He curled up on the ground, trembling in pain.

At the same time, countless cracks appeared on the blood-red tower from the bottom up. Yun Ping's kick caused the blood tower, which contained hundreds of thousands of vengeful spirits, to become unstable and collapse, crashing heavily to the ground.

This is not finished.

He turned around, glanced at Sha, who was kneeling on the ground in a curled-up position, and coldly grabbed his hair, pulling him up.

Looking at that old and pale face, Yunping's expression remained unchanged.

Sha still struggled madly to escape from Yun Ping's grasp. He desperately circulated his spiritual energy, which was comparable to that of a saint, and blood energy burst forth continuously from his body.

Yunping grabbed him by the neck, lifted him high, and then slammed him to the ground, smashing all of Sha's clothes to shreds and causing half of his orifices to fester and bleed, instantly turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

"what!!"

At this moment, Sha finally realized just how terrifying the man in front of her was.

Even peak Void Realm cultivators are like ants in his hands, and even Saints are no exception!

No one can save him!

Saints won't work, Heaven won't work, even the Way of Slaughter—the Great Dao itself—won't work!

He had no other choice. He frantically burned his own soul, wanting to detonate it and send this man and the capital to hell with him!

The violent spiritual energy swept across the entire area. Jiang Shaoguang and Fang Yan exchanged a glance. They both seemed to realize what Sha wanted to do, and their expressions changed drastically. That was spiritual energy that was enough to contend with a saint. If it really self-destructed like that, the entire capital city would probably be blown to smithereens!

"Shut up! I didn't give you permission to speak!"

Yun Ping lifted Sha up completely and slammed his palm down on the top of Sha's head! The blow shook Sha's soul and blurred his consciousness!

He quickly activated his divine soul technique, completely locking down the about-to-explode divine soul of Sha Na, eliminating the possibility of him self-destructing and perishing together with Sha Na.

Sha knelt before the cloud, and apart from still having a faint breath, he was completely like a dead man.

He finally understood what Yunping had said earlier.

You only have two choices.

Yes, from the very beginning, they only had two choices: death or being crippled.

Before Yun Ping, he didn't even have the ability to detonate his soul and commit suicide, let alone resist. Even the heavenly tribulation that was about to descend from the heavens was rebuked by Yun Ping with a single sentence.

He knelt quietly, while Yun Ping stood calmly.

The surroundings were a desolate, deserted night, the sky was a gloomy black, and Yunping's eyes were as lonely as a dark abyss.

"Speak—"

"Who is the mastermind behind the Yin Sha gang?"

Yunping had lost count of how many times he had asked this question.

His tone was already somewhat impatient.

"..."

Trembling, he tried to lift his head, but his neck had been broken, and his head slumped on his shoulder. He was only holding on by his still relatively strong body; otherwise, he would have already died.

His pale lips twitched slightly, and the owner of the Yin Sha spoke in an extremely weak voice:

"It's too late..."

Yunping frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's too late?"

“That lord’s goal… has been achieved…” He took a difficult breath; for him, even breathing was a difficult feat. “He just wanted us to… create chaos in the capital… so that… he would have the opportunity… to go to that place…”

"where to?"

"Royal family...tombs..."

Upon hearing these four words, Jiang Shaoguang, who was not far away, immediately rushed out.

The shock that hadn't yet faded lingered on his handsome face, and his voice was involuntarily trembling slightly—

"You mean, the mastermind behind this is heading towards the royal tombs right now?!"

"His goal...was always...that place..."

"Who exactly is 'he' referring to?!"

He gave a bitter smile, choosing not to answer Jiang Shaoguang's question directly.

Instead, he said something in a low, deliberate voice.

"It doesn't matter who it is... and he never told me who he really was..."

"He only said that he was... a prince of the royal family."

At that moment, Jiang Shaoguang suddenly realized—

The eldest son of the empire... Chu Aotian!

Could it really be him?!

Yunping pursed his lips, offering no comment.

He slowly came to his senses, a slightly solemn look on his face, and turned to look at Fang Yan in the distance, who was already too frightened to speak.

"Parallelogram Flame, have your royal family clean up this place. Wujing and I need to leave immediately."

"what……"

Fang Yan was taken aback, and it took him a while to realize that the senior was calling him.

However, Fang Yan was still immersed in the unbelievable and terrifying methods Yun Ping had just used. His face was dazed, and his legs were weak when he walked.

So much so that he forgot to tell Yunping that his actual surname was Fang...

In the end, Fang Yan and other members of the royal family successfully detained Sha, who was now completely unable to resist. The leader of this evil sect, who had been troubling the capital for so long, finally fell into the hands of the royal family.

Looking at the demon being taken away and the blood all around, Fang Yan swallowed hard.

Although he still had many questions to ask Yunping, his senior, he had regained some of his composure and was now thinking about the royal tombs.

Just as Yun Ping and Jiang Shaoguang were about to set off, Fang Yan ran over and asked Yun Ping with some concern, "Senior, that person just now said that the mastermind went to the royal tomb. My master is still there. She should be alright, right?!"

"I'm going there now to confirm this."

Yun Ping's expression hardened. After Yin Sha said those words, he immediately thought of Chu Xin.

Unexpectedly, this girl was right. This attack by Yin Sha was indeed a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

However, Chu Xin's cultivation level is not low. Even if she can't defeat him, she should be able to protect herself without any problems.

Yunping glanced at Fang Yan, whose face was filled with worry, and immediately offered words of comfort.

"It's alright, Chu Xin is very capable, she should be fine."

After speaking, Yunping gave Jiang Shaoguang a wink, signaling him that they could prepare to set off.

Seeing this, Fang Yan was about to ask something when Yun Ping and Jiang Shaoguang immediately disappeared before his eyes, giving him no chance to ask any more questions...

Watching the two disappear into the distance, Fang Yan clenched his fists, but the worry on his lips could not be dispelled.

For some reason, he always felt that Chu Xin might be in danger, and he couldn't put his mind at ease.

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at the same time.

Her vibrant, curly red hair mingled with the thick, scarlet blood. This royal woman, possessing extraordinary strength, lay in a pool of blood. A black spear was now embedded in her slender waist, and blood was continuously oozing from the wound.

A dark cave located beneath the royal palace.

This area is known as the royal tombs, the mausoleum of Chu Lantian, the founding emperor of the Lantian Empire!

Within this tomb lies the endless treasure that Chu Lantian spoke of, treasures that the royal family of the Lantian Empire has coveted for countless years!

The dark figure stood before the entrance to the pitch-black tomb, grinning as he gazed at the hundreds upon hundreds of interlocking, impenetrable barriers at the entrance.

His cold gaze fell on the red-haired woman lying in a pool of blood beside him, her consciousness fading. He shook his head, and a word of regret followed.

"I'm sorry, Third Sister... Who told you to trust that man so much and come to guard the tomb all by yourself?"

"I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately..."

He smiled again, turned around, and saw the petite figure walking slowly down the narrow steps above with puppet-like steps.

That was a figure he knew all too well, with a delicate, doll-like face. However, both her face and figure were too immature. Given time, she would surely become an even more beautiful woman than her sister.

"You've finally arrived."

He sighed, as if expressing his feelings.

Looking at that all-too-familiar little face, he smiled slightly and said softly.

"Dawn, come here, it's time for us to begin."

137. The Black Hand, the Black Hand

As night fell, visibility became increasingly blurry.

Perhaps she was too tired, because the girl did not choose to continue her cultivation tonight, but instead, for the first time in a long time, nestled herself into the soft bed.

only……

The feeling of emptiness in her arms made her feel strangely unfamiliar. She woke up from her light sleep and looked out the window into the pitch blackness where there was no full moon.

……

Her hair, as beautiful as cherry blossoms, fell down as she looked around blankly, only to find that the familiar figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Dawn?"

She softly called out the name of the little guy, who should have been sticking to her all the time, but suddenly disappeared, which made Fan Luo Kui feel a little strange.

Although she is still very afraid of children, she has gradually gotten used to Chenxi over the past few days.

If my memory serves me right, Chu Chenxi should be sleeping while hugging me right now... at least she has been doing so for the past few nights.

But now that little girl is nowhere to be found.

Where did she go?