"Then what do you think we should do now? Go kneel before Jiang Buping, admit our mistake, and beg for mercy?"
Yun Yan'er had also begun to look deranged.
"If you hadn't bewitched me back then, how would I have attacked Jiang Buping? In the end, you were afraid the Great Elder would blame you for being too ruthless toward your own clan and obstruct your succession to the position of Jiang Clan Patriarch, so you didn't kill Jiang Buping outright. And now look—he's coming to kill both you and me!"
Yun Yan'er shouted with red-rimmed eyes.
Jiang Tianming's breathing grew heavy, and a chilling glint surfaced in his eyes. After a long while, however, he drew a deep breath and said, "This divine realm isn't home to only Jiang Buping. The Immortal Realm isn't the end either. There will always be a way. Calm yourself and wait for my news.
"That bastard Jiang Buping wants to kill me? He's still far too green!"
In Taicang Realm, a figure walked slowly through the wilderness.
The sky had begun to darken. The silent wilderness was a mass of blackness. Walking through that desolate, deathly quiet land gave one an oppressive feeling, while fear and tension constantly rippled up from the depths of the heart.
In the wilderness stood a pile of stones, resembling a solitary grave.
Jiang Tianming stopped before the stone pile, drew a deep breath, and clenched his teeth. A look of resolve and viciousness surfaced in his eyes.
He stepped forward and moved aside a large stone atop the pile. The mottled boulder had weathered the erosion of time, yet it still retained a strange aura.
Stone after stone was moved away, finally revealing an opening.
Jiang Tianming entered the opening, then turned back and blocked it with