Jiang Donghua held Hong Ling's hand and slowly walked towards the depths of the mine.
When the Xuan Ming Sect prisoners who were chained saw them approaching, especially when they saw Jiang Donghua, their eyes showed extreme fear, and they all shrank back and the chains made a harsh clanking sound.
Finally, the two stopped at the corner of a mine.
There are two people locked here. Compared with other prisoners, the chains on them seem to be a bit thicker.
One of them was an old man with gray hair, a withered face, and cloudy eyes. His clothes were in tatters, and he was covered in mud. He was laboriously tapping the rock wall with an old pickaxe.
The other one was a slightly younger, but equally embarrassed, middle-aged man with resentment and despair in his eyes.
Hong Ling's eyes fell on these two people, and he frowned slightly. He seemed to feel familiar, but he didn't dare to confirm because the other person had changed too much.
Jiang Donghua noticed her doubts, raised a cold arc at the corner of her mouth, and said in a tone as plain as introducing goods.
"Madam, take a closer look. This old guy is the sect leader of the Xuan Ming Sect, Venerable Ming Gu."
"The one next to him is his precious son. What is his name? Oh, it seems to be Ming Feng? It's been so long that I forgot about it."
He paused, with a hint of joking and cruelty in his tone.
"These two are the culprits. Madam, what do you think we should do with them?"
"Should we kill them now, or should we continue to lock them here and let them suffer from the cold iron corroding their bones and mining until they die day and night?"
As soon as Jiang Donghua finished speaking, Venerable Ming Gu and Ming Feng, who were still pretending to mine, suddenly raised their heads like cats whose tails were stepped on. Their faces instantly lost all color, and their eyes were filled with indescribable fear and despair!
"No! Don't kill me! Senior, please spare your life! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
Venerable Ming Gu fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowing as if he were pounding garlic. How could he still have half of the majesty of the leader of the sect back then?
"Dad! It's all you! It's all you who insisted on provoking Hong Family back then! It was you who harmed our entire sect! You old man!"
His son Ming Feng was even more crazy. He even rushed towards his father, strangled Venerable Ming Gu's neck with his chained hands, and roared.
"I'll strangle you to death! I'll strangle you to death! It's all your fault!"
The father and son, at this critical moment of life and death, were so ugly that they wanted to strangle each other immediately to survive. The despicable nature of human nature was fully exposed.
Seeing this disgusting scene of biting each other like bugs, the last trace of hesitation and pity in Hong Ling's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a cold and piercing killing intent!
"Enough!"
Hong Ling gave a cold scolding, and his voice contained anger and grief that had been suppressed for too long!
"Boom--!"
A violent silver thunder Dou Qi suddenly burst out of her body!
Although she only has the strength of Dou Emperor, Lightning Attribute Dou Qi, which embodies endless hatred, looks extremely fierce and decisive at this moment!
She doesn't need to torture them anymore.
Seeing the ugly appearance of her enemies and listening to their wails of blaming each other, she just felt sick.
She just wanted these executioners stained with the blood of her relatives to disappear immediately from her eyes!
Giving them a break is the greatest kindness to them, and it is also a complete settlement of one's past!
"Xuan Ming Sect up and down, leave no one behind!"
Hong Ling's voice was as cold as a knife. She held it with her jade hand, and the powerful Lightning Attribute Dou Qi condensed in her hand, turning into a silver long knife that shone with dazzling lightning!
"Crack!"
The sword flashed!
The father and son Venerable Ming Gu and Ming Feng were kneeling on the ground and tearing each other apart. Before they even had time to scream, their bodies were cut into several pieces by the sharp thunder knife!
Blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor, and he died instantly!
Hong Ling didn't even look at their corpses. He held the thunder knife and turned towards the other Xuan Ming Sect prisoners!
The next hour or so was a bloody moment of massacre for the more than 3,000 Xuan Ming Sect remnants in the valley!
Hong Ling It's like the God of Thunder coming to the world. He raises his sword and drops it. When the lightning flashes, someone's head will fall to the ground or be cut into pieces!
She poured out all the Blood Sea Deep Grudge she had accumulated for several years on these enemies!
Every strike of the knife cut off the shackles wrapped around her heart!
Jiang Donghua stood quietly aside, with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly at his wife venting hatred.
He didn't interfere, he just made sure nothing unexpected happened.
More than an hour later, in the valley, more than 3,000 Xuan Ming Sect remnants, no matter what their identities were, had now been killed by Hong Ling. The ground was covered with stumps and broken arms, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.
Hong Ling stood in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, his chest heaving violently, and the thunder knife in his hand slowly dissipated.
She looked at the corpses of her enemies on the ground. There was no bloodthirsty pleasure in her eyes, only a sense of emptiness and relief after a great revenge was avenged.
Jiang Donghua walked up to her, gently held her shoulders, and said softly, "It's all over."
Hong Ling leaned into his arms and nodded lightly.