Killed

"Dad! Xiao Yan!" Chen An screamed hoarsely, overwhelmed by grief, but only he could hear his own voice.

No one else could hear him, nor could they sense his presence.

He was now nothing more than a spectator. He could see and hear, yet he could do nothing.

Ha Luosa and Yun Ming clashed in fierce battle. The Titled Experts who had come with Yun Ming did not dare approach.

"You should put the little girl down. Defeating you like this is no fun."

Yun Ming spoke calmly, but his attacks were ferocious, completely suppressing Ha Luosa.

His strength had already been slightly superior to Ha Luosa's, and now his opponent also had to divide his attention to protect a little girl.

With the battle like this, there was naturally no suspense as to the outcome.

Though he told Ha Luosa to put the girl down, he himself had no intention of sparing her.

He deliberately targeted the girl, not merely to put Ha Luosa at a disadvantage.

He truly wanted to kill her. The reason he had come personally this time was to deal with this possessor of the Netherking Sword Spirit.

Ordinary evil Martial Souls were not enough to draw his attention, but the Netherking Sword absolutely was.

He would never allow a second Evil Soul Master with the Netherking Sword to appear in this world.

Since one had appeared, it had to be strangled in the cradle. It had to be.

As for whether this girl would commit evil after growing up, he did not care, nor did he wish to.

It could only be said that it was better to kill wrongly than let one slip away.

Ha Luosa's expression gradually darkened. He had no intention of prolonging the fight and prepared to flee.

"Ha Luosa, we finally waited for you to show yourself. How could we possibly let you escape so easily?"

A smiling voice rang out as sword light carrying powerful binding force descended.

"Zang Xin." Ha Luosa's heart sank. He had not expected that not only Yun Ming, but Zang Xin had come as well.

They had clearly anticipated that he would take an interest in this possessor of the Netherking Sword Spirit.

Rather than being here for this little girl, this lineup was here for him.

The moment he saw Zang Xin appear, Ha Luosa decisively dropped Chen Yan and left without killing her.

He clung to a faint hope that they would not kill a little girl who had yet to become an Evil Soul Master.

That way, he would still have a chance in the future to wait for her to grow up and devour her origin.

Even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to make a sacrifice now.

"The mighty Nether Emperor has actually become a deserter. How sigh-worthy," Zang Xin mocked.

"Zang Xin, Yun Ming, the mountains may not turn, but the rivers do. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."

Ha Luosa spoke somewhat raggedly, using every method at his disposal to forcibly break through Yun Ming and Zang Xin's encirclement and flee.

"This Ha Luosa really is no simple opponent. Even that failed to kill him." Zang Xin's expression was grim.

Yun Ming's expression was no better. Ha Luosa's escape methods had indeed exceeded his expectations.

The two slowly descended, retracting their respective Martial Souls as they walked toward Chen Yan.

Several Titled Experts watched over Chen Yan. They came respectively from Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect.

The little girl wept without end, grief-stricken and terrified, crying until her consciousness was nearly blurred.

Chen An's soul stood beside the little girl, desperately trying to comfort her. Even as a boy, he had already begun to cry.

Yet his comfort was utterly useless. No one could sense him.

"Don't hurt my sister, please..." Seeing Yun Ming and Zang Xin draw close, Chen An tried to beg them.

The two experts who stood at the pinnacle of the continent likewise failed to notice his existence.

"Do we kill her?" Seeing Chen Yan cry so pitifully, Zang Xin felt a trace of compassion.

A sliver of hope rose within Chen An. He hoped they would give Chen Yan a chance.

Those with evil Martial Souls were not necessarily Evil Soul Masters. Chen Yan still had a chance to become a good person.

She was still so young and had never harmed anyone. She might not harm anyone in the future either.

He hoped these people from Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect would show mercy.

But his hope was quickly shattered. His face filled with despair, and his eyes reddened.

Yun Ming shook his head firmly. "You know what the Netherking Sword Spirit represents."

"If she is allowed to grow up, she may become a second Nether Emperor. That would pose too great a threat to us."

"She must be strangled in the cradle. Do not harbor wishful thinking, nor should you."

"The reason I came personally was not merely to take this chance to eliminate the Nether Emperor."

"It was also to erase her completely. A possessor of the Netherking Sword Spirit is not easy to kill for good."

"I do not want her to revive after death." There was no pity in Yun Ming's eyes as he looked at Chen Yan.

There was only icy killing intent. He had killed many people in his life—villains, and innocent people as well.

Killing a little girl now did not burden him much. He even felt it was the right thing to do.

Zang Xin's gaze also became resolute, agreeing with Yun Ming's words.

The other Titled Experts remained silent throughout. With these two giants speaking, they did not dare interrupt carelessly.

Chen Yan had already cried herself into a tearful mess, utterly unaware that danger was about to strike.

She was frightened, but even more grief-stricken. She had watched her father and brother die with her own eyes.

For a six-year-old little girl, that was the most terrifying thing in the world.

Her tiny, frail figure looked especially thin and weak before these people, utterly helpless.

Yun Ming released his Martial Soul, the Sky Piercer Spear, and thrust it toward Chen Yan's heart like lightning.

"No, don't..." Chen An's eyes nearly split open. He tried to stand in front of Chen Yan.

But his body was illusory, as if he did not exist at all, and the Sky Piercer Spear pierced straight through him.

Chen Yan's crying stopped abruptly as her small body was pierced through by the Sky Piercer Spear.

Her expression was blank, tears still streaking her face. Her lips moved, as though she wanted to say something.

Chen An turned to look at his sister. Seeing blood flow from the corner of her mouth, his heart felt as though it were being torn apart.

He saw her faintly moving lips and seemed to understand what she was saying.

"Big brother, it hurts..." Those words were so familiar.

Whenever this little girl had been bullied before, she would come to him, aggrieved and seeking comfort.

At times like that, she would turn into a little glutton and make him buy all kinds of snacks for her, stuffing them all into her little belly.

Chen An's illusory body trembled. His lips moved as he tried to speak, but he could not say a word.

It was not that others could not hear him. At this very moment, he himself had lost the ability to speak.

Pain—pain beyond measure. Pain so intense that he could neither speak nor breathe.

In that instant, memories of the past flashed rapidly through his mind.

A moment ago, his little sister had still been holding his hand, acting cute as she asked him to buy this and that.

The next moment, her expression froze, frozen forever.

Chen An desperately reached out, wanting to touch his sister. He was almost there.

She was within reach, but with a bang, his adorable little sister exploded right before his eyes.

The blood seemed to splatter onto him. He could feel its warmth. It was scalding.

So scalding that his body could not bear it, piercing through him and melting his heart.

After shattering Chen Yan's body, Yun Ming bound the Netherking Sword origin that was about to depart.

He destroyed it, severing Chen Yan's final hope of revival.

After doing all this, Yun Ming turned and left without looking back.

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