When a fifth-tier peerless master goes berserk, he truly has the power to destroy the world. The vast and unparalleled energy flow is like the rolling Yangtze River, like a mighty river, rising against the sky. The raging energy, like a tidal wave, startled the mages in the air, who quickly took cover and rushed into the sky.
After the terrifying energy storm subsided, a dozen or so young powerhouses unleashed spells and sword energy, launching a fierce attack on Ling Zixu. There was only one way to kill this peerless expert: he was severely blood-deficient at the moment. If they could drive him into a berserk state, completely boiling his blood, then his death would be imminent.
At this moment, Chen Nan and Long Wu withdrew from the battlefield and slowly approached Ling Yun. With other experts restraining Ling Zixu, who was no longer fully conscious, the two of them were not worried about being suddenly attacked by a fifth-level expert.
The exquisite dragon dance now exuded boundless killing intent. Her peerless jade-like face was as cold as frost, carrying a trace of sorrow and a hint of anger. She coldly swept her gaze over Ling Yun, advancing step by step, and said in a chilling voice, "Ling Yun, you wouldn't deserve to die ten thousand times. Seven great masters all died tragically because of your selfish desires..."
At this point, tears streamed down Long Wu's jade-like cheeks, her face filled with sorrow. She stammered, "Qianlong... Waaah... Brother..."
The once radiant and confident young woman has been spending her days in tears, seemingly depressed and overwhelmed by grief. She is now a completely different person from the cheerful and sunny girl she once was.
Chen Nan remained silent, standing beside Long Wu, unsure how to offer any advice. He simply stared coldly at Ling Yun to prevent him from launching a sneak attack.
By now, Ling Yun seemed to know he couldn't escape death, and he appeared to have no intention of resisting. He said thoughtfully, "So it was Qianlong. A genius of his generation is trapped in a death trap. What a pity, what a tragedy!"
Long Wu gently wiped away the tears on her face and said coldly, "If it weren't for you, how could he have died? You despicable and shameless scoundrel..."
Ling Yun sighed and said, "I did do some heinous things in the Death Abyss, but I did not harm Qianlong. Do you think my cultivation level is enough to pose a threat to him?"
A few tears clung to Long Wu's exquisite face, making her look exceptionally pitiful. She said coldly, "Is there some other hidden story?"
Ling Yun sighed, "You should know that none of us can kill him. There are rumors that Meng Ke'er came to my rescue when I attacked Qianlong. Don't you find that suspicious? Given Qianlong's cultivation level, would he need anyone's help?"
Long Wu turned to look at Chen Nan, her gaze somewhat cold. She had suspected something before, and now she was even more certain that there was more to the story behind the Deathly Abyss.
Ling Yun sneered, "He was indeed lying, but he was forced into it. He wanted to clear his name of the infamy I framed him, so he had no choice but to do it. However, Qianlong's death has nothing to do with him. He can't blame anyone but himself for running into a monster like the Nameless Demon God."
Chen Nan smiled and said, "I was really surprised that you didn't take the opportunity to frame me."
Ling Yun said coldly, "I've already confessed everything in the City of Sin. Who would believe me if I went back on my word now? What can I change now? I might as well tell the truth."
Long Wu composed herself, her spirits lifted, and coldly said, "Tell me the truth you know!"
Ling Yun shook his head and said, "The inside story is complicated and troublesome to explain. You just need to know that Qianlong's death has nothing to do with anyone else. The truth is that it only involves a struggle between me, Chen Nan, and Meng Ke'er." As he spoke, he looked at Chen Nan and said, "In the end, Meng Ke'er is the real winner. Do you know why she joined forces with so many young experts to hunt me down? Heh, do you really think she did it to silence me and cover up her secret? Heh heh..."
Chen Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Why?"
Ling Yun sneered, "Killing me this time is secondary; the person she truly wants to kill is my uncle, Ling Zixu. Have you ever heard of the Six Great Evil Paths of the Primordial Era?"
Chen Nan nodded and said, "Of course I've heard of the evil sect's holy land that has been passed down for thousands of years."
Ling Yun said, "For thousands of years, several ancient holy lands and the Six Ancient Evil Paths have been constantly fighting. My cousin, Uncle Ling Zixu's son, was taken in as a disciple by the Dao Master of the Destruction Path among the Six Paths from a young age. Meng Ke'er is a successor of the Tantai Ancient Holy Land, and is irreconcilably opposed to the Six Evil Paths. Since her debut, she has been secretly sabotaging the alliance of the Six Evil Paths. Our Ling family is one of the ten great cultivation families of the Eastern Continent. If we were to unite with the Destruction Path, it would definitely make several ancient holy lands uneasy. My cousin is a successor of the Destruction Path, and my uncle naturally tries his best to promote an alliance between the Destruction Path and the Ling family. Therefore, he has become a thorn in Meng Ke'er's side, and she is determined to get rid of my uncle. So, this time, Meng Ke'er has used everyone. The person she really wants to get rid of is my uncle. She is the big winner of this operation."
Long Wu's face was streaked with tears. She was an intelligent woman, and she had deduced the general situation from various clues. But none of that mattered. Qianlong's death had dealt her a heavy blow, and her face was filled with sorrow, making her look exceptionally pitiful.
Chen Nan sneered. Meng Ke'er was indeed cunning. There was such a hidden story behind it. She actually used everyone's grief and indignation to eliminate the hostile forces.
Ling Yun sneered, "Sometimes, there are things we simply can't choose. I don't regret what I did in that death trap. If God gave me another chance, I would still do it."
If Ling Yun hadn't killed his companions, he would never have been able to activate the spatial magic scroll, and without doing so, he would have had no chance of escaping the perilous situation.
Ling Yun would stop at nothing to survive; it was his only way to live. If it were Chen Nan, he would never be able to kill his companion, but that would also mean he couldn't escape the perilous situation. In a sense, people like Ling Yun are more likely to live longer.
Chen Nan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "The grudges between us should now be settled. You must know that blood debts must be repaid in blood!"
Ling Yun didn't care at all and said, "Go ahead and take my life. It's come to this point, and even if I resist, I can't escape death. I'll save you some trouble."
Chen Nan walked forward, but when he was only half a zhang away from Ling Yun, a sword light rose up like a venomous snake, aiming straight for his heart.
A blade of light shot up and collided with the sword energy, like two bolts of lightning meeting in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and creating a deafening sound.
The long sword in Chen Nan's hand emitted a dazzling light as he pointed it at Ling Yun, who was half a zhang away, and said, "I knew you were lying. How could someone like you, who would do anything to survive, so easily hand over your life to someone else?"
Ling Yun's face twisted into a ferocious expression as he said, "You turned the tables in the City of Sin overnight, which is truly unexpected and infuriating! However, if all five of us are killed by you today, from this day forward you can expect the Ling family and the powerful figures of the Path of Destruction to annihilate you!"
"Haha..." Chen Nan laughed loudly, "This reminds me of what kids often say when they're bullied: 'I'll go home and tell my dad, and he'll beat you up.' Haha... How ridiculous! The heir of the Ling family is so despicable! Heh! Do you think the Ling family would dare to defy the world and attack me for a notorious executioner like you? You're too naive! Even if the people of the Destruction Path make some underhanded moves, I have nothing to fear."
Ling Yun was filled with shame and indignation, his face turned ashen, and his body trembled. He pointed at Chen Nan and said, "Fine... then we'll see how you laugh."
"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I won't let you see it, because you must die today!" Chen Nan swung his sword forward, the blazing blade light shining like divine light, slashing diagonally towards Ling Yun's waist and abdomen. The fierce energy surged and rippled, as if an energy hurricane had been unleashed in the arena.
Ling Yun raised his sword to meet the attack, but his cultivation was ultimately inferior to Chen Nan's. Under Chen Nan's all-out attack, he was blasted away.
At this moment, the fourth-tier mage from the Illusionary Demon Academy also left the battlefield and flew directly above Ling Yun's head. He shouted in grief and anger, "I will avenge Alice! Lightning! Wind Blade! Ice Lance! Fire Dragon..."
The fourth-tier mage went into a frenzy, and streams of magical energy rained down from the sky, creating a curtain of light that blinded everyone.
Chen Nan clicked his tongue in amazement. This magician was really too crazy. His posture really gave off the feeling of a daredevil.
Under the combined attack of two fourth-level experts, Ling Yun was severely injured in a short time. He coughed up blood and fell to the ground with a thud.
Chen Nan used his longsword to lift Ling Yun's longsword, then swung it violently. The longsword transformed into a rainbow of light, instantly plunging into Ling Yun's dantian and pinning him to the ground. Without even looking back, he turned and strode away.
Ling Yun let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Ah..."
The fourth-tier mage descended to the ground, drew his longsword, and roared as he slashed repeatedly at Ling Yun, whose screams filled the air...
Long Wu did not make a move from beginning to end. She composed herself and turned her head to the side.
As Chen Nan walked towards the battlefield where Ling Zixu was being besieged, he recalled Ling Yun's words from earlier. The fact that Ling Zixu's own son was actually a successor of the Dao of Destruction truly astonished him.
Ten thousand years ago, the Destruction Path and the Chen family had an irreconcilable feud. Chen Zhan killed the evil demon Dongfang Yunfei, which provoked the peerless old demon king Dongfang Xiaotian to emerge and engage in a life-or-death battle with Chen Zhan at the top of Yue Mountain.
Afterwards, the defeated Demon King lost his mind and broke into Chen's mansion in the middle of the night, causing Yu Xin's meridians to sag. Yu Xin had no choice but to go into Hundred Flowers Valley for secluded cultivation, parting ways with Chen Nan in a life-or-death situation.
At that time, Chen Nan's martial arts were half-crippled, and his confidante was in dire straits. His life was shrouded in darkness. In despair, he secretly engaged in a deadly duel with the successor of the Path of Destruction, ending his life...
Chen Nan smiled helplessly. He hadn't expected to be entangled with the Path of Destruction again after ten thousand years. It seemed that he was destined to settle things with this evil holy land in this life.
"Ugh..." Ling Zixu's eyes were bloodshot as he roared like an enraged lion. His blood was almost dried up, and at this moment, he lost his mind and fell into a state of madness. He roared repeatedly, and the fierce and violent palm strikes he unleashed were like a vast ocean, surging and towering, and no one dared to approach him.
Leng Feng and the others on the ground were all lifted into the sky by the mage and placed on the back of the only sub-dragon. They stared in terror at the berserk fifth-tier expert. In a direct confrontation, all of them combined would struggle to contend with Ling Zixu; such a peerless expert was truly terrifying!
However, Ling Zixu was already at his limit. The little blood left in his body had boiled, and he could not hold on for much longer.
Chen Nan and Long Wu were also taken to the back of the dragon by the magicians. The ground was too dangerous. Ling Zixu, who had fallen into a state of madness, no longer had the ability to think and only knew how to destroy.
Ling Zixu's powerful internal energy surged out of his body like a tidal wave, and the blazing white light illuminated the entire world. The unparalleled energy swept in all directions, causing the earth to tremble and the sky to shake.
The terrifying destructive power of a peerless master going berserk was truly earth-shattering. Wild beasts within a radius of dozens of miles felt an immense pressure and fled in terror.
The severely injured and unconscious fourth-tier old man in blue robes, as well as the young servant of the Ling family, were both pulverized by this vast and raging power.
Leng Feng said, "His blood is burning, and all the potential of a fifth-level expert has been unleashed. He may explode and die in a moment."
Ling Zixu punched the ground, and the entire land trembled violently. The desert-like ground was instantly engulfed in sand and dust. Under the sweep of a hurricane, all the fine sand disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The ground rumbled continuously, and a bottomless hole appeared in front of Ling Zixu, with huge cracks several feet wide spreading into the distance.
"Ah..." Ling Zixu screamed as one of his arms exploded with a "bang." A dazzling light, like a sun, shot out, and a violent energy flow surged upwards. Yalong hurriedly rushed into the sky, where a vast energy storm raged.
Only a few drops of blood seeped from Ling Zixu's severed arm. At this moment, the blood in his body was almost boiling and burned away, and there was no fresh blood left to flow. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have died long ago.
He lost his mind and frantically unleashed wave after wave of palm strikes. There was no need for the young experts in the sky to intervene; it wouldn't be long before he exploded and died.
However, at that moment, a clear and melodious female voice came from the eastern horizon.
"Oh no, the old monster is coming..."