The Net Finally Closes

Jun Shentong finally suffered the backlash from using the secret technique. His strength plummeted, and he became increasingly unable to withstand Lei Zhan's attacks.

"Lei Zhan, I want to know—why exactly are you trying to kill me? Our Jun Family has never offended your Sword Pavilion. What is this all about?" Jun Shentong could not help asking. This had been the doubt gnawing at his heart.

Lei Zhan had attacked his doorstep for no apparent reason, leaving him feeling utterly aggrieved. He had definitely taken the blame for someone else.

If he died at Lei Zhan's hands, he truly would not be able to rest in peace.

"Didn't I tell you? A powerhouse from your Jun Family destroyed our Sword Pavilion. I'm killing you for revenge—isn't that perfectly normal?" Lei Zhan sneered.

He would not reveal the secret to Jun Shentong just because the man was about to perish. He had promised to make Jun Shentong die with his eyes open, so he would certainly keep that promise. Lei Zhan was a man of his word.

"Lei Zhan, our Jun Family never destroyed your Sword Pavilion. This is a misunderstanding. Someone must be sowing discord in the shadows. If you kill me, you will only fall into someone else's trap and be used by them!" Jun Shentong roared furiously.

He felt deeply wronged. This was clearly a false accusation, yet Lei Zhan wanted to kill him without distinguishing black from white. If he died like this, how could he accept it?

"Enough nonsense. I've already given you the chance to leave your last words."

Lei Zhan shook his head and prepared to attack directly. What trap could there be? He had simply made up an excuse at random. Jun Shentong could only be blamed for his bad luck.

Boom!

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