Unexpected Turn

His arms twisted at grotesque angles, clearly shattered beyond repair. Blood gushed from countless ruptured wounds, dyeing him red from head to toe.

He tried to struggle, but every tiny movement brought searing agony. All he could do was watch helplessly as that figure drew ever closer.

Fear—unprecedented fear—seized him, nearly suffocating him.

He had never imagined that he, a direct descendant of the Ye Family, leading dozens of Realm experts, would end up like this—crushed so thoroughly by an apparently ordinary young man.

"No... don't kill me..."

Ye Changling's voice was hoarse and broken, thick with bloody foam.

"I was wrong... I really was... Please... spare my life..."

Gu Sheng stopped several steps before him and looked down at him expressionlessly.

There was no emotional fluctuation in those eyes. Neither the smugness of a victor nor the cruelty of a killer—only bottomless indifference.

That indifference drove Ye Changling to greater despair than any vicious glare could have.

"I gave you a chance."

Gu Sheng spoke steadily, but his voice carried an unquestionable chill.

"You chose the path of death."

"No! I can compensate you! I can give you endless resources! Spirit medicines, cultivation techniques, divine weapons! The Ye Family has them all!"

Ye Changling clutched at this final straw, pleading incoherently.

"As long as you let me go, I can give you anything! I swear I'll never seek revenge! Let's pretend today never happened!"

"The Ye Family's possessions..." Gu Sheng tilted his head slightly, as though considering it, then said blandly.

"If I kill you, they'll still be mine."

Ye Changling's pupils contracted sharply. His final hope was utterly extinguished, and overwhelming fear instantly transformed into hysterical hatred.

"You dare kill me! My father is an elder of the Ye Family! A mighty expert of the Divine Ability Realm!