Chapter 1390: Brutal Slaughter
"..." Lin Qingyu's pupils contracted. He wanted to pull his hand free, but his arm, and indeed his entire body, was pinned motionless in the air by an invisible force. No matter how he struggled, he could not move even a fraction, and even his profound energy could not be mobilized in the slightest.
His mouth trembled open slightly, but no matter what, he could not utter a single sound. The face so close to his in his line of sight brought a sense of familiarity, yet he could not recall who this person was... because he had almost completely lost even the ability to think.
His soul was as if crushed under the claw of a colossal arm, forever unable to escape.
Not only him, but the other three, including his master, were the same.
"Yun... Yun Divine Son... no... not..."
Lin Jun, after all, possessed Divine Spirit Realm profound energy and was the only one who could still think and barely force out a sound. The person who suddenly appeared before him bore a strong resemblance to the legendary Yun Che. However, Yun Che had died in the Star God Realm's Calamity of the Evil Infant—this was a widely known fact across the Divine Realm, personally announced by the Zhou Tian God Realm; it could not be false.
A figure of his Divine Son-level status, even if not dead, would never appear in a low-level plane like this.
Yun Che's eyes were dark and gloomy... Lin Jun had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such terrifying eyes. The gloom and hatred released from them were like a bottomless dark abyss, every glint of their light wanting to slice them into a thousand pieces, to trample them beyond the grave.
"Brother Yun..." Feng Xue'er spoke excitedly, "You... have recovered your power?"
Even though he had recovered his power, she did not feel any of the joy that should have accompanied it from Yun Che. Instead, she sensed a... terrifying darkness and hatred.
It made even her feel afraid.
Hearing Feng Xue'er's voice, the dark gleam in Yun Che's eyes finally shifted slightly. He said in a low voice, "Xue'er, turn around."
"..." Feng Xue'er obeyed, turning around and closing her eyes.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAH————"
The moment her beautiful eyes closed, a blood-curdling scream reached her ears, accompanied by the most horrific sound of bones cracking she had ever heard in her life.
Lin Qingyu's arm, which Yun Che held between his fingers—from skin and flesh, to blood vessels, to meridians, to bones—was all cruelly shattered in an instant...
The arm was completely shattered, yet it did not break off, hanging bloody from the shoulder, every instant erupting with pain beyond ordinary comprehension.
Lin Qingyu's face was as pale as a ghost, and large amounts of blood foam burst from his throat due to the sheer intensity of his scream. At this moment, he clearly understood what true hell was... And before him, Yun Che's expression did not change in the slightest. It remained nothing but endless darkness as his fingers slowly extended, grasping for his other arm.
"AAAAAAHHHH WAAAAAAHHHH——"
This scream tore through Lin Qingyu's own throat... His other arm was ripped off by Yun Che with brute force.
"AAAAHHHH SSSSSAAAAHHHH..."
"WUAAAHHH... WAAAAAHHH..."
Endless agony drowned Lin Qingyu's entire will. He was like a demon thrown into a purgatory furnace to be incinerated, letting out the most miserable screeches in the world... Behind him, Lin Jun, Lin Qingshan, and Lin Qingrou's eyes bulged nearly to bursting. Their faces were drained of all color, every hair and muscle on their bodies trembling in spasm.
PUFF!!
The torn-off arm was viciously driven into Lin Qingyu's chest, exploding into a large cloud of blood mist. Yun Che's finger flicked, and his mutilated body, dripping blood, fell through the air. But the agonized screams, as if from the Yellow Springs of Purgatory, still wrenched at everyone's trembling hearts.
With a flicker of his figure, Yun Che had already appeared before Lin Jun. The moment he met Yun Che's dim gaze, Lin Jun's body convulsed, and his mouth emitted a trembling, indistinct voice that was impossible to understand: "Spare... spare me..."
Fear and despair can make one collapse, or drive one mad. He let out the most humble plea of his life, yet suddenly lunged forward, unleashing his desperate power at Yun Che.
With his Divine Spirit Realm cultivation, he could indeed act with impunity in the lower star realms. In his life, he had rarely encountered anyone he couldn't provoke, let alone a desperate situation.
Yun Che's profound vein had just awakened, and his profound energy had only slightly recovered. The same was true for his body.
But his level was far above Lin Jun's... Even a dying Divine King was still a Divine King!
And his Divine King power was no less than another's Divine Sovereign realm!
Yun Che's hand clutched, and Lin Jun's power, not yet fully released, completely dissipated. At the same time, his head exploded, scattering red and white matter.
BANG!
Another explosive sound, and his headless body also burst apart in midair, raining a large shower of bloody rain down onto the sea below.
Yun Che's gaze turned to Lin Qingshan... In that instant, Lin Qingshan's whole body shook, then collapsed like mud. His eyes were wide open but showed no pupils. His mouth opened and closed, but only a rasping sound like sandpaper could be heard.
A large patch of filthy liquid spread under him, impossible to stop.
RIP!
His body was instantly severed into two pieces...
RIP!
In another instant, it was cut into four... eight... sixteen pieces... until it was reduced to a rain of blood and minced flesh, again showering the sea below with a vast crimson rain.
"Uh... ah..."
Lin Qingrou trembled like duckweed in a gale. Her spirit finally collapsed completely. Suddenly, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from sheer terror.
At this moment, fainting meant relief. But her relief lasted less than half a breath...
BANG!
A cruel explosion sounded in the blood mist. With a flick of Yun Che's finger, her right arm directly burst apart.
"AAAAAAHHHH————"
She woke from the nightmare, letting out another demonic screech, her whole body rolling and convulsing like a madwoman...
Yun Che rarely laid a hand on women and never wished to use cruel methods against them. But at this moment, his eyes held not a trace of reluctance or pity, only bone-deep hatred and darkness.
BANG!
Her left arm burst apart, scattering rotting flesh and shattered bones...
BANG!
Her left leg burst apart...
BANG!
Her right leg burst apart...
Her four limbs vanished from Lin Qingrou's body. The blood-red stumps crazily sprayed horrifying fountains of blood... Feng Xue'er closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling slightly. The sound of flesh exploding, blood gushing, and the too-miserable screams all made her heart and soul tremble uncontrollably.
The Yun Che she knew had always been a merciful person; otherwise, he would not have spared the Huangji Sacred Domain and Supreme Sea Palace back then. She didn't know why Yun Che was so angry...
Lin Qingrou's mutilated body fell, sinking into the sea... The sea remained terrifyingly still, and even the bloodstains spreading on its surface did not disperse.
Feng Xue'er turned around, looking at Yun Che, whose aura was terrifying to the extreme. She walked over slowly and gently embraced him: "Brother Yun, what... is the matter?"
His profound energy had recovered... This should have been a dreamlike, huge surprise, but there was no joy on his body, only such terrible hatred.
"..." Yun Che's chest heaved violently. He had no reaction to Feng Xue'er's voice. His dark eyes were fixed on the bloodstained sea below... Suddenly, his body began to tremble, his eyes became wild, his face gradually twisted, and he let out a beast-like roar from his throat.
"AAAAAAHHHH!!"
Amidst the roar, his palm struck downward fiercely.
BOOM——————
For thousands of miles, the sea simultaneously raised waves ten thousand feet high.
At that moment, the sky and the sea were completely overturned.
The sea covered the heavens, then sank back down, wantonly drenching Yun Che and Feng Xue'er. For a long time... the sea finally settled, but it was no longer still. Surging waves churned in all directions, unceasing for long moments.
Completely drenched, Feng Xue'er held Yun Che even tighter: "Brother Yun, what exactly happened? Tell me..."
Splashed by the cold seawater, Yun Che's mind finally cleared a bit. He turned to look at Feng Xue'er, the corners of his mouth twitching as if to show a comforting smile, but he couldn't force one out: "I'm fine... Xue'er, are you hurt?"
Feng Xue'er gently shook her head, her glistening phoenix eyes filled with worry.
"It's already over... it's over," Yun Che murmured, as if lost. "Let's go back."
Yes, his Evil God Profound Vein had awakened, miraculously awakened—truly a dreamlike miracle, one that Yun Che had no longer dared to hope for.
He should have been ecstatic, so excited that every cell burned... But he couldn't smile, because he understood and personally saw the price of his profound vein's awakening.
The four disciples and master, Lin Jun and the others, were all dead, and they died under his hands, each more miserably than the last. Yet it brought him no sense of relief or satisfaction.
If he had retained any reason, he would have used Arcane Firmament Soul-Seizing on them before killing them, to learn why they had come to this plane... and would thus have known that Mo Li was not dead.
But faced with these four culprits, all his rationality was devoured by devil-like hatred. He only wanted to use the cruelest methods he could think of to make them die! Die!! DIE!!!
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Liu Yun City, Xiao Sect.
This was the small courtyard where Yun Che had lived before he turned sixteen, exceptionally quiet.
The courtyard gate was pushed open, and Su Ling'er and Feng Xue'er walked out. Having learned the whole story, their hearts were full of sorrow. They exchanged silent glances, but neither knew how to comfort Yun Che.
Inside the room, Yun Wuxin lay quietly on the bed. Her milk-white face was covered in a sickly pallor. She slept peacefully, having slept for a long time. The impressive profound energy that had once amazed all who saw her could no longer be sensed on her in the slightest, and even her breathing in sleep was exceptionally faint.
Yun Che sat by the bedside, his hand clutching his forehead, his fingers clenched so tightly they seemed about to crush his own skull.
His profound vein had just awakened. What he should do most was immediately go into seclusion to synchronize and recover his profound energy, divine body, and divine sense... But he felt no joy, no mood, and was even too preoccupied to figure out how his profound vein had awakened from Yun Wuxin's Evil God's divine aura.
For a father, what is the most sorrowful, the most unforgivable thing in this world?
Today, he clearly knew the answer.