strictlysupreme Chapter 101 Revenge: Blood Shadows Ignite the Abyss, Grudges and Love Turn to Smoke
Chapter 101 Revenge: Blood Shadows Ignite the Abyss, Grudges and Love Turn to Smoke
"No one-on-one! Either you leave Zhao Lingfeng here and get out of here, or we'll all gang up on you. Don't you dare stand on your moral high ground and condemn me. If you make me unhappy, I'll show you that even death is a luxury."
Han Yi had lost all interest in this kind of nobody; he was too weak and didn't even deserve to die at his hands, except for Zhao Lingfeng.
"What if I don't?" Zhang Qing glared at Han Yi, unable to tolerate a pretty boy threatening him.
"Then stay! But dinner isn't included!"
As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, Tuoba Xun'er and Lu Xuefeng rushed towards Zhang Qing like two startled swans. Tuoba Xun'er's figure was light and graceful, like a fairy descending to earth. She raised her jade hand, forming a claw, and thrust it forward. In an instant, poisonous gas surged from her fingertips, rapidly condensing in mid-air and transforming into a gigantic dragon with bared fangs and claws. The dragon was surrounded by poisonous gas, like a demon from the deepest hell, exuding a chilling aura, and charged towards Zhang Qing with overwhelming force.
Seeing this, Zhang Qing's expression hardened, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He immediately unleashed his signature move—the Netherworld Thrust. His longsword shone brightly, its blade enveloped in a layer of dark light, like a lightning bolt in the night, as he thrust it towards the poisonous dragon. However, upon contact, his incomparably fierce Netherworld Thrust was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, easily shattered by the poisonous dragon. The dragon's momentum undiminished, it crashed into Zhang Qing with overwhelming force.
A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth had collapsed, followed by a powerful impact that shattered several of Zhang Qing's ribs in an instant. But that wasn't all. The deadly poison contained within the venomous dragon gnawed at his skin like a leech, beginning to erode his body the moment it touched him, like a demon's kiss. His skin rapidly festered, and in the blink of an eye, he was reduced to a gruesome skeleton under the onslaught of the poison.
"It was resolved in one move?" Lu Xuefeng was slightly surprised when he saw this. He was about to thrust his spear at Zhang Qing when he saw that the skeletal body indicated that Zhang Qing had already passed away and was beyond dead.
"Zhao Lingfeng stays, the rest can disappear." Han Yi said calmly, leisurely eating his stewed meat, as if his decision was nothing more than a trivial matter. If Xuan Kongzi were here, seeing him act this way, he would surely punish him severely for his cold-blooded and ruthless behavior. Ever since Han Yi stepped into this Netherworld Forest, the desire for killing deep within him had grown wildly like weeds, silently and unnoticed even by himself.
Without further ado, Lu Xuefeng and Li Ming, like two killing gods, moved with ghostly speed towards the Zhang siblings. Their coordinated attack was seamless and swift; in a single exchange, they swiftly and decisively killed the two siblings. The entire process was clean, efficient, and fluid.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Lingfeng was dragged to Han Yi like a little chick.
At this moment, his legs had been cruelly broken and were covered in blood. He looked like a stray dog, completely wretched. His former arrogance had vanished, leaving only fear and despair on his face.
"When you stepped on my face that day, did you think about what would happen today? In my entire life, apart from that old codger Xuan Kongzi, no one has ever dared to treat me like this. I will make you understand what it means to wish you were dead."
Han Yi's expression was cold and stern. He slowly raised one foot and placed it steadily on Zhao Lingfeng's blood-soaked severed hand. In an instant, excruciating pain swept over Zhao Lingfeng's entire body like a surging tide. The intense pain felt like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart, causing his already pale face to twitch repeatedly, almost making him faint.
How could Han Yi let him get rid of the pain so easily? With a wave of his hand, he used a secret technique to forcibly pull Zhao Lingfeng back from the brink of unconsciousness, making him continue to endure this hellish torment.
Whenever Zhao Lingfeng was on the verge of death, Han Yi would calmly cast the Law of Life and the Incantation of Healing. Surrounded by dazzling light, Zhao Lingfeng's life force, like a candle flickering in the wind, would be rekindled, forcing him to continue struggling in this endless abyss of pain, as if being tortured in the deepest hell, with no hope of escape. Han Yi's actions seemed to be intended to make Zhao Lingfeng experience all the pain in the world, to avenge past grievances.
“In my hometown, there are ten cruel punishments, and I feel that slow slicing and combing are particularly suitable for you!”
As Han Yi spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He slowly crouched down, and a dagger that gleamed with a chilling light appeared in his hand. A layer of eerie blue light seemed to flow around the blade of the dagger, as if it could sense the chill in its owner's heart, making it appear particularly sinister in the dim environment.
He gently sliced Zhao Lingfeng's cheek with the dagger, leaving a shallow bloodstain. Zhao Lingfeng's eyes, wide with fear and pain, were filled with despair.
"Lingchi is the process of using this sharp blade to cut off your flesh piece by piece, each cut precise and accurate, making you feel the pain that goes deep into your bones, but without making you die easily."
Han Yi's voice was low and hoarse, like a judgment from hell, each word striking Zhao Lingfeng's heart like a heavy hammer.
He paused for a moment, then spoke.
"The washing process involves using an iron brush to scrub your skin clean. It feels like countless steel needles piercing every inch of your skin until you are completely covered in wounds."
Han Yi stood up, the dagger in his hand nimbly twirling between his fingers. His gaze toward Zhao Lingfeng held no pity, only endless hatred and indifference.
The people around watched this scene in silence. Some frowned slightly, seemingly uncomfortable with such cruel methods, but none of them uttered a sound.
In this cruel world of cultivation, hatred and revenge are often accompanied by bloodshed and violence; they are unaware of Han Yi's past experiences, and of course, they do not understand his anger at this moment.
Han Yi crouched down again, and suddenly plunged the dagger in his hand into Zhao Lingfeng's other palm. Zhao Lingfeng let out a shrill scream, which echoed through the forest and startled a flock of birds.
"This is just the beginning. You will have to pay back the debt you owe me with a thousand times more pain." Han Yi said coldly, slowly pulling out the dagger. Blood splattered on his clothes, but he didn't care at all.
He began to use incantation magic, and the bleeding from the wound gradually stopped. Zhao Lingfeng's consciousness, which had been gradually blurred due to excessive blood loss, was pulled back. His lips trembled, as if he wanted to beg for mercy, but he was unable to make a complete sound due to the intense pain.
"No... Please..." Zhao Lingfeng used his last bit of strength to squeeze out these words, his eyes filled with pleading. He was truly afraid; the young man in front of him seemed like a demon from hell.
However, Han Yi's expression remained unchanged. He raised the dagger again and slashed at Zhao Lingfeng's leg. This time, his movements were even slower. Every cut was accompanied by Zhao Lingfeng's screams and pleas for mercy, but these sounds were like nothing to Han Yi. All he felt was the boundless joy of revenge.
Even the cold-hearted Lu Xuefeng and Tuoba Xun'er found the scene hard to bear, let alone the kind-hearted Wang Weiwei.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Lingfeng was no longer recognizable as human; his body was covered in wounds and dripping with blood. Han Yi stood up, slightly out of breath, and looked at Tuoba Xun'er and the others.
"Do you think I'm cruel?" His voice was extremely cold, and everyone couldn't help but shiver when their eyes met his.
Only Wang Weiwei dared to step forward. She walked up to him and silently took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains from Han Yi's face and hands.
“I also understand that in this world, being merciful to your enemy is being cruel to yourself. He deserved it, and you did the right thing to take revenge.”
But now you've become increasingly bloodthirsty, and I fear that if you continue like this, you'll fall into evil ways and never find salvation.
Her eyes shone with determination. She had accompanied Han Yi through the Netherworld Forest, witnessing his arduous journey to his current strength. Watching him transform from his initial indifference to his current bloodthirsty ruthlessness, she saw that while Han Yi was powerful, he had lost some of his humanity.
"Young master, the revenge has been taken. Give him a quick death!" Wang Weiwei's eyes softened with tenderness, and her genuine emotions were evident as her eyes became slightly moist.
Han Yi nodded slightly. He looked at Zhao Lingfeng again. This once arrogant guy was now lying on the ground like a pile of rotten flesh, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
"Our feud ends here!" True fire had already appeared in Han Yi's hand. Just as he was about to turn Zhao Lingfeng to ashes, a jade lock around the latter's neck flashed with light, and a phantom image was projected.
Then an old man with white hair appeared. "Young man, if you dare to kill my grandson, the Flying Cloud Sect will fight you to the death!"
As the old man uttered his harsh words, Han Yi had already grabbed Zhao Lingfeng by the neck and lifted him up.
"What a fight to the death! Old man, I'm waiting for you!"
As Han Yi finished speaking, Zhao Lingfeng was instantly reduced to nothingness by the true fire. After doing all this, he turned and left, his figure appearing exceptionally lonely in the afterglow of the moonlight.