Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

"Guigu, prepare to die!"

The Blood Seal Calamity, carrying an aura that seemed to tear everything apart, slammed into the seemingly defenseless Ghost Valley!

However, at this critical moment...

A figure as dazzling as the sun suddenly plunged into the battlefield with a speed beyond comprehension!

He brought with him unparalleled luminous energy and instantly stood in front of Guigu. He threw a punch, and the powerful energy collided precisely with Fengying's Blood Seal Calamity!

The shockwave from the energy explosion sent all the surrounding debris flying.

The light faded, revealing Feng Yao's resolute face, now filled with shock and anger.

"Sister! You actually..."

Feng Yao looked at Feng Ying, his eyes filled with disbelief and pain:

"Why did you betray the Snow Queen! Why did you join the evil ranks of the Underworld King!"

"Brother! That's not how it is!"

Upon seeing Feng Yao's sudden appearance, Feng Ying was initially startled, but then hurriedly explained:

"Listen to me, Hades is not as cruel and bloodthirsty as the rumors say. Only he can truly bring lasting peace to the seven parallel universes! It's Guigu! It's all his conspiracy! He harmed the Baboo family, forged the Xuanming Coffin, and even tried to frame me and Hades!"

Guiguzi struggled to his feet at the opportune moment, his face filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great injustice:

"Feng Yao, you saw it! Not only did she collude with the Underworld, but now she's trying to turn around and bite me! I have a clear conscience; all of this is clearly a frame-up by Feng Ying!"

Feng Ying had never seen such a person who twisted the truth and was so despicable and shameless. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood. In her rage, she stopped talking and gathered her alien energy again, charging towards Guigu!

She just wanted to tear his hypocritical mouth apart!

"Stubborn to the end!"

Feng Yao roared angrily, his figure flashed again, and he struck first despite being behind, once again fiercely knocking Feng Ying back!

This time, he struck much harder, and even the armor on Feng Ying's body developed fine cracks, causing his blood and qi to surge.

Feng Yao looked at his sister, who was staggering backward, his eyes filled with complex emotions—pain, anger at being misled.

"Fortunately, Elder Guigu had the foresight to notice your strange expression and sent someone to tell me to come quickly! Otherwise, you would have almost ruined everything and made a terrible mistake!"

He stared intently at Fengying and issued his final ultimatum: "Fengying! Tell me, which side do you choose to stand on? Will you turn back from the wrong path, or will you insist on colluding with the Underworld King and becoming an enemy of me and the Snow Queen!"

Seeing that her older brother, who had loved her the most since childhood, was now completely on Guigu's side and had no trust in her whatsoever, Fengying felt utterly hopeless. Her sorrow turned into cold tears that welled up in her eyes.

Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs:

“Choice? Brother, I’ve had black spots all over my body since I was little. I’m an anomaly in the White Tiger Clan! Everyone looks at me with strange eyes and rejects me! I don’t belong to the White Tiger Clan at all! How can I have the right to choose!”

Seeing his tearful sister, Feng Yao's hardened heart softened, and his tone became gentler:

"Sister, as long as you're willing to come back with me and apologize to the Snow Queen, I believe you..."

“There’s no going back…” Fengying interrupted him with a self-deprecating smile, her smile desolate and filled with a despair that seemed to have seen through everything. “Heaven and hell, I have no right to choose, only the fate of being chosen… Brother, I am destined to be a messenger from the dark hell.”

"Feng Yao... stop worrying about me... quick, take the Xuanming Coffin and leave! If we delay any longer, and the King of the Underworld arrives in person, it will truly be too late!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased somewhat, Guigu immediately resumed his performance, coughing weakly as if he might die at any moment:

"As for Fengying... she is, after all, your own sister. It's understandable that you can't bring yourself to kill her... Let this old man give his last bit of loyalty to the Holy Realm and hold her back... and these Netherworld villains..."

This performance, which demonstrated "profound understanding of righteousness," completely solidified Feng Yao's judgment.

He hardened his heart and rebuked Feng Ying, "Did you hear that! Elder Guigu is still thinking of you! Feng Ying, how long will you continue to be so obsessed! Stop committing these sins!"

These words were like the last pinch of salt, ruthlessly rubbed into Feng Ying's bleeding heart.

She looked at her brother, the last glimmer of light in her eyes completely extinguished, leaving only a deathly grayness.

She gritted her teeth, used all her strength, and once again assumed the starting stance of the Blood Seal Calamity.

Dark red destructive energy began to gather between her hands, but this time, what emanated from that energy was not killing intent, but an overwhelming sense of despair and death.

Upon seeing this, Feng Yao's eyes narrowed, realizing that his sister was about to kill Guigu again, and he absolutely could not allow it!

His body erupted with an even more dazzling light than before, and the energy of the Flash Spirit Technique was boosted to its limit!

His original intention was simply to defeat Fengying's Blood Seal Calamity, subdue her, and take her back.

"Flash Spirit Technique!"

"bloodstain……"

However, at the very last moment before the Blood Seal Calamity was about to be unleashed, Feng Ying, whose heart was ashen, looked at his brother's resolute and righteous face, and suddenly dissipated all the energy in his hands, completely giving up resistance.

She closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

Rather than live to endure this unjust betrayal and stigma, it would be better to die at my brother's hands, to prove my innocence with my blood, or at least to gain eternal peace.

"Sister! No—!!!"

Feng Yao's pupils shrank drastically, utterly horrified!

He wanted to retract the Flash Spirit Technique, but that all-out attack was like an arrow released from a bow; how could he possibly retract it just like that?

He could only watch helplessly as his Flash Spirit Technique, powerful enough to destroy stars, hurtled towards his younger sister, who had abandoned all defenses and was offering her neck for slaughter, with dazzling yet deadly light!

Behind Feng Yao's back, where he couldn't see, Gui Gu, leaning against the Xuanming Coffin, watched the tragedy of fratricide that he had personally orchestrated and meticulously planned. The weak and painful expression on his face had long since disappeared.

Instead, there was an almost uncontrollable burst of maniacal laughter, a laughter that signified the complete success of their scheme!

His heart was screaming wildly:

"Success! Hahahaha! Die! Feng Ying! The disciple of the Underworld King, you troublesome bastard! You're all dead! And Feng Yao, you, the number one war god of the Holy Realm, will henceforth become my sharpest blade against the Underworld King! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

Chapter 46 Catching a Turtle in a Jar

Just as Feng Ying closed his eyes to await death, Feng Yao roared in despair, Gui Gu laughed wildly in his heart, and Huo Linfei and Miao Tiaojun in the shadows had already gathered their strange energy and were preparing to rush out to rescue him at the critical moment!

Time seemed to be quietly held back by an invisible hand, frozen for a moment.

A more profound and vast figure, as if emerging from the eternal silence and nothingness, appeared silently before the wind and shadow.

He didn't unleash any earth-shattering aura, nor was he surrounded by dazzling radiance. He simply stood there calmly, yet he seemed to instantly become the undisputed absolute core of the entire Tiantan Volcano, and even the vast sixth universe.

Space was slightly distorted by his presence, and the light flowing past him seemed to slow down and become awe-inspiring.

The Flash Spirit Technique, powerful enough to shatter stars, transformed into a destructive torrent of energy, roaring and tearing at the air, crashing with overwhelming force against the figure's merely raised hand.

The earth-shattering explosion that was expected did not occur as anticipated.

That violent and unparalleled energy of the Flash Spirit Technique was like a raging torrent crashing into an ancient and immovable chaotic reef, or like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, plunging into the unfathomable abyss of the universe.

The surge of energy in front of that slender palm merely stirred up a tiny, almost imperceptible ripple of energy before it was easily and effortlessly vanished into nothingness by an invisible, immense force, just like a tamed wild horse.

The whole process was handled casually and effortlessly.

As the energy dissipated and the waves subsided, the true form of that figure was fully revealed.

With black armor and black hair, his ink-black cloak fluttering slightly, his face as calm as an ancient well, and his deep eyes as if containing the ancient starry sky, it was Qin Chuan who had arrived just in time!

"Master...Master?!"

Feng Yao's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and he almost instinctively exclaimed in surprise, his face filled with disbelief, shock, and a deep-seated bewilderment.

Master... how could he appear here at this moment? And... how could he have saved... my sister?

Fengying, who had been heartbroken and ready to face the end of her life, felt the majestic aura that could shield her from all storms, and the broad back that truly stood between her and death.

The string in her heart, which had been stretched taut for too long and was called strength and despair, snapped suddenly.

All the grievances she had suppressed, the sorrow she had nowhere to confide in, and the immense fear of surviving the ordeal, surged forth like a cosmic torrent bursting its banks, utterly overwhelming all her defenses.

She could no longer hold back, and scalding tears instantly streamed down her face.

Like a wounded young animal that had been lost in a storm for a long time and finally found its nest, it let out a whimper mixed with crying, and rushed over, throwing itself tightly into Qin Chuan's arms with all its might.

She buried her tear-streaked face deep into his strong chest, her shoulders trembling violently as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"Master... Waaah... They don't believe me... My brother... He really wants to kill me..."

Her intermittent sobs, each word dripping with grief, were filled with heartbreaking grievances and helplessness.

Qin Chuan sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to contain helplessness, pity, and even a hint of cold understanding.

He held his little apprentice's petite body, which trembled from sobbing, firmly in one arm, while gently stroking her slightly disheveled hair with the other: "Alright, Fengying, it's alright now. Master is here."

His gaze then slowly rose, passing over Feng Ying's shoulders, which were trembling slightly from crying, and landed on Feng Yao, who was staring in disbelief and seemingly petrified, and on Gui Gu, whose face had changed drastically and whose eyes were filled with a mixture of horror and resentment.

Faced with Qin Chuan's calm and unwavering gaze, Feng Yao instinctively felt a surge of guilt and panic. Almost subconsciously, he bowed, performing a standard disciple's salute, his voice hoarse and unusually strained.

"Master...you, how did you suddenly arrive in this sixth parallel universe?"

Qin Chuan did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in a calm tone, which struck Feng Yao's heart heavily: "Should I not be here?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yao was taken aback, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Could it be that Master sensed that Feng Ying was in mortal danger, and therefore specially tore through space to come and save her?"

His lips moved as he was about to explain the situation, but Qin Chuan's next words exploded in the deepest part of his mind like thunder from the heavens mixed with a destructive storm!

Qin Chuan gazed at him intently, his eyes deep, and spoke each word as if it were an inscription:

“Feng Yao, I am the bloodthirsty and cruel King of the Underworld you speak of, who intends to seize the Coffin of the Underworld.”

Hades!

These two words seemed to transform into two majestic divine mountains carrying endless power from the underworld, crashing down on Feng Yao's heart and soul with irresistible force.

He felt an indescribable chill surge from the soles of his feet to the top of his head in an instant. The world spun around him, his vision blurred and went black, and his blood and qi surged and reversed within his body, almost causing him to faint on the spot. He staggered and could barely stand up.

His own mentor... the one who taught him combat skills and guided him to understand his beliefs... was actually Hades?!

The Lord of the Underworld, regarded by everyone in the Holy Realm as the embodiment of evil, whom he himself has made his lifelong target of annihilation, and who represents darkness and chaos?!

Countless overlooked details and previously perplexing images flashed and connected wildly in his mind like an out-of-control tide:

The familiar yet slightly unfamiliar fighting style and energy usage he displayed when fighting the Lion King; why did his master always avoid him when teaching Feng Ying over the years; and Feng Ying's unusual admiration and unreserved recognition of the Underworld King...

All the mysteries that were previously incomprehensible seemed to have found the most incredible, yet only reasonable, answer at this moment.

But...why?!

Since Master is Hades, why did he intervene to save their village from destruction?

Why should we teach him and his sister?