Long Jinyu's eyes swept over the ordinary disciples who were frozen in place, and his voice was calm, but it was more heart-stopping than the pressure just now:
"Today Tang Sect is back. He only wants to settle old scores and kill the culprits without burdening the innocent. You can leave now and make a living on your own."
"If in the future, anyone is resentful and intends to take revenge..."
He paused briefly, and a trace of pure spiritual coercion was like an ice pick, gently piercing the depths of everyone's soul, leaving an eternal cold mark:
"... Thousands of miles away, Tang Sect will definitely arrive. I hope you all will cherish your lives."
After that, he threw a heavy sack casually, and it fell towards a tall disciple who was standing still in the crowd.
"You." Long Jinyu tapped his fingertips, "Gold Soul Coin in this bag, regardless of age or sex, each person has ten pieces. After dividing them, they will be scattered."
The disciple was excited and hurriedly caught the money bag, his voice trembling. "Yes, yes! I obey, thank you Lord Soul Master!"
Not daring to take another look, he picked up the money bag, called to his fellow disciples who were still in fear, and rushed towards the sect's residential area on a rolling crawl.
Within a moment, only the kneeling Tie Li, the unconscious Tie Tang, a few pale-faced core elders, and all the core disciples who participated in the attack on the Tang Sect were left in the field.
Long Jinyu turned around and looked back at them.
"Okay, now..."
"We can continue."
He turned sideways and made a "please" gesture to Tang Ya. "Lord Tang Sect, your enemy is in your hands."
Tang Ya trembled all over. Under Bei Bei's worried and firm eyes, she walked step by step towards Tie Li, who was lying limp on the ground. The flame of hatred made her eyes red, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble with excitement - she took out a poison-quenched dagger from Soul Tool, and the blade glowed with a cold blue light in the night.
"No... don't kill me! We can talk!"
Tie Li struggled to shrink back, with despair and pleading mixed on his face, "I'll give you the land, the land! Let's get out immediately Heaven Dou City! As long as you let me go, I'll give you everything!"
"It's so noisy."
"You give me everything? Okay, then let me tell you, I don't want anything--"
Tang Ya raised the dagger, the tip of the sword swaying slightly due to the trembling of his arm.
"--I only want your lives!"
The suffering and hatred of the past countless days and nights surged crazily, and a dark thought grew in her heart: She cannot let him die happily! She must suffer all the torture and taste the pain!
"Tang Sect Lord."
Long Jinyu's voice sounded at the right time, like a ray of clear spring penetrating into her chaotic heart.
"Revenge is to kill the guilty, not to turn yourself into them. Tang Sect needs a sober leader to rebuild, not another vengeful ghost addicted to killing."
Seeing the way Tang Ya wanted to torture Tie Li, Long Jinyu actually felt a little unsure. He remembered that in the original work, Tang Ya seemed to be led into the abyss by the madness of revenge. He didn't want to see that ending.
Tang Ya's movements suddenly stopped.
She panted violently, looked at Tie Li's face full of fear, and then looked at the poisoned dagger in her hand. The fierce struggle in her eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a cold clarity.
She took a deep breath and stabilized her hand on the sword.
"Tie Li!" Her voice was hoarse, but her words were like nails, "This sword is for my parents, and for the Tang Sect, the thirty-seven wronged souls!"
"Don't--! Wait! I... I still have last words! Let me say something!" Tie Li hissed.
Tang Ya's sword movement stagnated. "... say."
"Tang Ya, and this... sir."
Tie Li seemed to have grasped the last straw, his voice trembling, "The attack on the Tang Sect was my idea alone! It has nothing to do with them! Please, let my elders and those disciples go!"
"Are you dreaming?" Tang Ya laughed out loud in anger, "Back then, were you the only one who made the move? Did you... ever let any of me Tang Sect go?"
"Ahem."
Long Jinyu interrupted gently, "Master Tie, we are not murderous people. You have also seen that I have allowed innocent people to leave and given them money to stay. Those who are left here at this moment are all people who deserve their punishment. In today's situation, no one can escape, and there is no need to ask for it anymore."
Tie Li's eyes were completely gray. He wriggled his lips and used the last bit of strength to plead, "Then... what about my son? Sir, please... spare Tie Tang's life! He is still young and ignorant, and it was me who taught him bad things! Everything is my fault!"
Long Jinyu looked at him and said in a calm tone, "Sect Master Tie, how noble is your son this year?"
"Four... More than forty."
"If you are over forty, you are not a child." Long Jinyu shook his head, "Now that you are an adult, you should bear the consequences of your actions. I cannot agree to this request."
Tie Li seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and said hoarsely, "Sir... then... can you let me say a few more words to him before I die? Otherwise... I will not be able to feel at ease."
Long Jinyu was silent for a moment and nodded. People are often like this. They can't see their own mistakes until the last moment. But when they really understand, it's too late.
He flicked his fingertips, and a wave of Soul Power entered. The unconscious Tie Tang groaned and woke up leisurely.
When the father and son met, they immediately hugged each other and cried. Tie Li burst into tears, crying out that he had failed to teach his son, which had ruined his life. Tie Tang burst into tears, regretting his unfilial piety. The scene seemed touching, but in the end it was just a cry of fear and regret at the end of the road.
"Dad...!" Tie Tang burst into tears.
"Son, don't say anything, don't say anything..." Tie Li just repeated, tremblingly stroking his son's head.
Long Jinyu looked at it quietly and said, "If I had known today, why would I have to pay it back if I came out to fool around? When you raised the butcher knife against the Tang Sect, did you ever think that this day would also happen?"
Tie Li's eyes were completely gray, and the last trace of luck was extinguished. He no longer begged for conditions, but used his last strength to turn all his fear and unwillingness into the most primitive question, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows:
"Sir... who are you?! Why... are you standing up for the Tang Sect?!"
He must know what kind of existence he has fallen into.
Long Jinyu did not answer.
Under his feet, four Soul Ring quietly emerged - as red as blood, with a restrained brilliance that did not release any pressure, but made the air in the entire barrier seem to solidify.
That pure and breathtaking color says it all.
"Ten... hundred thousand years... four..."
Tie Li's pupils exploded, and every wrinkle on his face was filled with horror and absurdity. The power he had been pursuing all his life was like a joke in front of such beings.
His lips trembled and his face was full of horror, which finally turned into a bitter smile, "Ha... hehe... I see... that's it! Tang Sect... there are such powerful people... our deaths are not unjust... not unjust... Thank you, sir... for your support!"
He glanced at his son for the last time, with old muddy tears rolling down his face, and finally closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate:
"I just want... to give you a good time."
"As you wish."
As Long Jinyu finished speaking, Tang Ya's sword moved.
A cold light flashed.
Pfft.
The dagger plunged into Tie Li's heart with precision, cleanly and neatly. Then Tie Tang's throat was sealed with the same sword. There was no hesitation, no torture.
The fruit of revenge tastes so bitter and peaceful.
A trace of approval flashed across Long Jinyu's eyes. If you can restrain the urge to kill, give your enemies a happy ending, and keep your heart amidst the hatred Lie Yan - Tang Ya, you will indeed have a promising future.
The great revenge was avenged, but Tang Ya seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. A feeling of exhaustion came over him, and tears rolled silently down his cheeks. Bei Bei immediately stepped forward, gently embraced her in his arms, and patted her back wordlessly.
The remaining Ironblood Sect cores present will be dealt with by the Soul Saint who followed them secretly. Revenge is necessary, but the bloodshed does not have to be solely borne by Tang Ya alone.
The night wind blew through the empty courtyard, carrying a faint smell of rust. The era belonging to the Ironblood Sect, at this moment, completely ended.
And the future of the Tang Sect will be difficult to pull out a new sprout from the blood and tears poured tonight.