Devour His Master! Ye Xuan Fell into the Demonic Path, His Strength Soared Against Heaven!
At the same time.
In some unknown, dark underground Secret Room.
A thick stench of blood mingled with the smell of medicinal herbs, filling the air and making one sick.
On two cold stone beds.
Ye Xuan and Li Xuan'er lay side by side.
Their faces were pale as paper, their breaths feeble to the extreme, and their entire bodies were wrapped in thick bandages like two mummies.
Their bodies had been torn to pieces by Lin Yuan's Sword Intent.
Their souls had nearly been shattered outright by the aftershock of Lin Zhan's World Annihilation Palm Strike!
In their current state, forget moving—even breathing came with heart-rending agony!
"Lin... Yuan..."
Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and forced those two words from his throat.
His eyes brimmed with endless venom and... despair.
He had lost.
Lost in utter shambles!
Lost without even the slightest shred of luck to cling to!
That man was like an insurmountable divine mountain soaring into the clouds, pressing heavily upon his heart!
Making even the act of breathing feel like a luxury!
Revenge?
Defeat him?
Keep dreaming!
Right now, he was a complete and utter piece of trash!
A pitiful wretch who could not even move!
Beside him, Li Xuan'er was trembling all over. On that once alluring, enchanting face, nothing remained but fear etched into her bones.
She did not even dare to hate anymore.
Just Then.
A cold, shadowy figure appeared like a ghost, silently standing beside the stone beds.
It was Ye Canglan!
He looked at his son, who was like a dead dog.
Under his hood, towering rage blazed in his eyes!
Not only toward the Lin Family father and son!
But even more toward this disappointing son of his!
Trash!
What utter trash!
The gap in cultivation could be made up