"You... you actually conspired with outsiders to harm your junior brother!"
When Sect Master Ling Yun saw Liu Yunge speak those words "make your move" to that Heavenly Alliance Elder, he instantly flew into a rage. The last trace of reason in his eyes was thoroughly devoured by fanatical obsession!
His figure shot up like lightning, and he slapped Liu Yunge hard across the face!
"PA—!"
The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the great hall!
Liu Yunge was caught completely off guard. The slap, containing the fury of a Longevity Realm cultivator, sent him staggering. His cheek instantly swelled up high, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He painfully turned his head to the side. The last trace of attachment to his sect in his eyes was completely reduced to ashes and cold despair.
"Master! Senior Sister! I'm scared~! Is Senior Brother trying to harm me?"
At that moment, Zhao Yan, who had been hiding behind Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin, let out an affected cry filled with feigned sobs, attempting to once again stir up their protective instincts.
However, before his words could fully leave his lips—
A cold, pitch-black sword light, faster than thought itself, suddenly flashed without any warning!
Like a scythe from the underworld, it passed through with extreme precision!
"Puchi—!"
The dull sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bone was sickeningly clear!
The feigned terror and pitifulness on Zhao Yan's face instantly froze. His body, from the top of his head to his crotch, was precisely split in two by a straight black line!
Blood sprayed out like burst berries! The steaming hot internal organs and intestines spilled out, splattering all over the unprepared Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin!
The two halves of his body, each maintaining their terrified expression, slowly toppled to either side.
The entire great hall fell into a deathly silence.
"Yan... Yan'er?!"
"Junior Brother!!!"
After a brief moment of shock, Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin let out heart-wrenching, beast-like screams! The two rushed forward like madmen.
Each desperately grabbed one of the still-twitching halves of the body, trying to piece them together, as if doing so could reverse everything.
Blood dyed their robes red, soaking their hands. The scene was bloody and terrifying.
"Master! What do we do?! What do we do?! Junior Brother Yan, he... he..." Junior Sister Lin looked up, her face a mix of blood, tears, and madness, crying incoherently.
Ling Yun held that half of the body. His eyes went blank for a moment, then were occupied by an even stranger, more insane "logic"!
He suddenly looked up at Junior Sister Lin. His eyes flashed with a hair-raising "light":
"Don't panic! Yu'er, don't panic! Think carefully!" His voice trembled with excitement, yet carried a twisted elation. "Yan'er... Yan'er is now like this... we... we can... each take half! Yes! One half each! That's fair! We won't have to fight anymore! We can be together forever! Hahahaha!"
He actually started laughing maniacally, as if he had discovered a brilliant solution!
This had completely crossed the bottom line of humanity, reduced to monsters thoroughly twisted by Calamity Force!
Liu Yunge watched this scene, his stomach churning. Endless sorrow and disgust rose in his heart.
Was this the master he had once revered as a god? Was this his childhood sweetheart fiancée?
Elder Li Hanzhou's eyes were as cold as eternal ice, without the slightest ripple. He took a step forward, his figure ghost-like, instantly appearing before the crazed Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin.
Without giving them any chance to react, he pointed his fingers like swords. Two condensed pitch-black finger winds precisely struck their Dantian Qi Seas!
"Pu! Pu!"
Two soft muffled sounds.
Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin's bodies suddenly stiffened. Their crazed laughter and weeping came to an abrupt halt!
They could clearly feel their vast spiritual power, cultivated for hundreds of years, rapidly draining away like a punctured balloon!
Their Dao foundation collapsed, their meridians snapped inch by inch! In the blink of an eye, the two fell from being lofty cultivators to mere mortals, barely able to stand!
"No... my cultivation..."
"How could this be..."
The two collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with disbelief, weakness, and confusion. Yet the crazed obsession in their eyes still hadn't completely faded.
Liu Yunge slowly walked forward, looking down at these two people who had once been closest to him, now so strange, so pathetic, so terrifying.
Uncontrollably, memories from the past flashed through his mind: his master's patient guidance, Junior Sister Lin's shy smile, the warm daily life in the sect...
Those beautiful memories formed a cruel contrast with this bloody, insane, despairing scene before him.
His heart felt as if gripped by an invisible hand, hurting so much he couldn't breathe.
Tears blurred his vision.
He tremblingly picked up a fallen long sword from the ground.
"Mas... ter..."
"Yu... er..."
His voice was hoarse, filled with endless pain and struggle.
Ling Yun struggled to raise his head, his unfocused gaze looking at him, seeming to want to say something.
Junior Sister Lin also weakly reached out her hand, seeming to want to grab something.
Liu Yunge closed his eyes. Two lines of hot tears rolled down.
The next moment, he suddenly opened them. His eyes held only the despair of final resolve!
"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
Two sword lights flashed!
The long sword in his hand precisely and swiftly pierced through Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin's hearts!
Their bodies shuddered violently. The last light in their eyes quickly dimmed, finally freezing completely. Carrying that madness and obsession unresolved even in death, they slowly collapsed into the pool of blood, beside the dismembered body of their beloved "Yan'er."
It was over. Everything was over.
Liu Yunge released the sword hilt, stumbling back two steps. His face was pale as paper as he gasped heavily, as if he had used up every ounce of his strength.
Just then, from the three corpses—especially from Ling Yun and Junior Sister Lin's bodies—wisps of dense black mist, twisting and writhing like ink, slowly seeped out.
It seemed to possess a life of its own, radiating a heart-palpitating aura of evil, malice, and unwillingness!
Li Hanzhou had long been prepared. He flipped his hand and took out a bronze bell of ancient design, covered in sealing runes—the "Calamity-Suppressing Bell"!
He formed hand seals. The bell emitted a low hum, and a clear, hazy light descended like an invisible cage, instantly capturing the black mist that tried to escape or spread!
The black mist struggled and twisted crazily, emitting silent screams, but it could not resist the power of the Calamity-Suppressing Bell. Eventually, it was completely drawn into the bell.
The runes on the bell's surface flashed once, then went completely silent, as if nothing had happened.
Inside the great hall, only the heavy scent of blood and death-like silence remained.
Li Hanzhou put away the bell, his expression still cold. He looked at the soul-lost Liu Yunge and said indifferently, "The Calamity Force is sealed. Matters here are concluded."
Liu Yunge stared blankly at the three cold corpses on the ground, saying nothing for a long time.
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