Jiang Ping An had not sensed anyone approaching, yet a hand landed on his shoulder. Startled, he whirled around and swung Unyielding.
This was the strongest punch he could currently throw. Blood-red energy flowed around his fist, and his Invincible Belief erupted alongside it.
Yet his punch was effortlessly caught by a metallic palm.
Only then did Jiang Ping An notice that there was a puppet behind him.
The puppet had a graceful figure, and through it he could vaguely make out a flawless face.
"Senior."
So it was that woman Yun Yao. She had given him quite a fright; he had thought it was some enemy.
She had been gone for several years. He had thought she had left.
"Stop slaughtering. You've strayed onto the wrong path."
Yun Yao stared gravely at the aura emanating from Jiang Ping An and warned him.
"Rest assured, Senior. I can control it. I'm very calm right now," Jiang Ping An said evenly.
"No, you're far from calm right now. Stop. Leave and rest for a while. You cannot keep killing people for the time being."
Although Yun Yao's realm had fallen, her perception remained extremely sharp. She could sense that something was wrong with Jiang Ping An.
"Senior, I'm very calm right now. There are so many opponents here who can help me improve my strength. As long as I keep killing for another few hundred years, no Divine Punishment Heavenly Tribulation will be able to stop me."
Jiang Ping An ignored Yun Yao and turned to continue fighting.
Yun Yao grabbed Jiang Ping An's arm and said, "Go back."
"I told you! There's nothing wrong with me! Why are you stopping me? Do you not want me to grow stronger?!" Blocked again and again, Jiang Ping An roared.
Smack!
Yun Yao's