Tang San gripped the trident and strode forward, staring at Jiang Chen. "Jiang Chen, nothing you say today will matter. You slaughtered so many people—today, you will definitely die!"
Leaning against a large boulder, Jiang Chen sneered. "My hands are stained with blood, but aren't yours as well? You even killed your own great-grandfather. You're utterly deranged, devoid of all humanity. I wonder, if Tang Hao learned of this, would he beat his unfilial son to death?"
Tang San's expression changed, turning extremely ugly. Jiang Chen had clearly struck a raw nerve.
Having personally killed his own great-grandfather, aside from his guilt, what worried him most was punishment from the sect elders.
His great-grandfather, Tang Chen, had been the spiritual pillar of the entire Clear Sky Sect.
Tang San snorted coldly. "I will naturally return to the Clear Sky Sect to accept punishment. As for you, today you will die here in this wilderness."
With that, he gave Jiang Chen no more chance to stall. Carrying the heavy trident, he advanced step by step.
Jiang Chen lowered his eyelids, concealing the sharp gleam in his eyes. "Heh heh, the ones dying today won't be me—it'll be you!"
As his words fell, just as Tang San and the others were puzzled, two elderly figures suddenly appeared behind Dai Mubai and the others.
Chen Xin thrust the black Seven Kill Sword forward, while Gu Rong's withered hand sprouted black nails, reaching for Ma Hongjun's heart from behind.
Tang San was the first to react. Having cultivated the Purple Demon Eye for years, his spiritual power far surpassed that of Dai Mubai and the others, and he noticed Chen Xin and Gu Rong the moment they appeared.
But it was already too late.
"Watch out!" Tang San spun around sharply and saw Chen