"Don't think that just because you have some strange methods and can block a bit of my aura, you can be so arrogant in front of me!"

"Do you really think that killing a good-for-nothing like Sun Wuhui gives you the right to challenge my authority?"

He took a step forward.

It's just one step.

"boom!"

An aura more than ten times more terrifying than before erupted like a tsunami!

This time, it was no longer just a simple intimidating aura, but rather a substantial, chilling killing intent!

The air seemed to be sucked out instantly, and the surrounding space began to distort, groaning under the unbearable pressure.

On the ground, fine cracks spread out like a spider web, centered on Sun Wujun.

The night wind seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, emitting a sharp screech.

This is the true power of a peak Great Saint Realm expert when they are truly enraged!

It is enough to change the color of heaven and earth, and to eclipse the sun and moon!

Sun Wujun's gaze was like two deadly swords, fixed on Qin Yang, his tone as cold as ice.

"I'll say it one last time!"

"Hand over the secret to your breakthrough to the Saint Realm, and all the opportunities you possess!"

"Then, he crippled himself, severing his limbs!"

"In that case, I might spare your life for the sake of your meager 'courage'!"

"otherwise……"

He paused, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"die!"

The word "death" seemed to contain endless laws of death, carrying the meaning of judgment, and crashed heavily into Qin Yang's heart.

Sun Wujun believed that this time, when he was truly enraged and released his killing intent and even stronger pressure, this arrogant brat, no matter how strange his methods were, would definitely not be able to withstand it.

He would be terrified, trembling, regretful, and kneel down, begging for his own forgiveness like a dog.

After all, the reason he personally came out of seclusion instead of sending other powerful members of his family was not simply to avenge that good-for-nothing Sun Wu Hui.

More importantly, he coveted the secrets Qin Yang possessed.

Such a young cultivator has not only entered the Saint Realm, but also possesses the strength to kill Sun Wu Hui, who is also a Great Saint Realm cultivator.

The secret hidden within is bound to be earth-shattering!

Perhaps it's some kind of heaven-defying cultivation technique?

Perhaps it's some kind of powerful inheritance?

Or perhaps they obtained some rare and precious treasure?

Either way, it was enough to make Sun Wujun, a powerful expert at the peak of the Great Saint Realm,'s heart flutter.

If he could obtain this opportunity, he might be able to break through the shackles and glimpse that legendary higher realm!

This is the real reason why he was willing to condescend to come in person and even patiently talk so much nonsense with Qin Yang.

What he wanted was not just Qin Yang's life, but also the secret Qin Yang possessed that was enough to drive him mad!

That's why he gave Qin Yang a "choice".

Of course, in his view, that was not a choice at all, but just a small episode on the road to death.

He was confident that Qin Yang had no chance of resisting him in the face of his absolute power.

However.

Reality once again exceeded Sun Wujun's expectations.

Faced with his terrifying aura and killing intent, which were as tangible as a physical entity and capable of crushing mountains and tearing apart the sky, they were met with a chilling sense of awe.

Qin Yang was still standing there.

His posture remained upright.

His expression remained calm.

Those deep eyes didn't even ripple with emotion.

It was as if the aura and killing intent that Sun Wujun unleashed with all his might were nothing more than a gentle breeze to him, not worth mentioning.

He just stared at Sun Wujun quietly, at his face contorted with rage, at the murderous intent burning in his eyes.

In his eyes, there was even... a hint of... pity?

Yes, compassion.

It was as if watching a clown futilely putting on a ridiculous display of anger.

Then, Qin Yang spoke again.

The voice remained calm, yet carried a resolute and unwavering determination.

"With your abilities,"

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over Sun Wujun as if confirming something.

Then, he gently shook his head and uttered the last three words, like a final judgment.

"You're not worthy!"

"You're not worthy!"

These three words were like three invisible hammers, slamming heavily into Sun Wujun's heart, which was already filled with rage and greed.

Unworthy?

He, Sun Wujun, was a powerful figure at the peak of the Great Sage Realm, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world. He had lived for hundreds of years, revered by countless cultivators, and looked down upon the rise and fall of all living beings.

Now, he was actually being told this to his face by a mere brat, someone he considered an ant—

Unworthy?

How absurd! How laughable! How...arrogant!

An indescribable sense of humiliation erupted like the most violent volcano, instantly consuming the last shred of his remaining sanity.

"Little! Zi!"

Sun Wujun's teeth were grinding together, his eyes were bloodshot, and his once dignified old face was now twisted and deformed by extreme anger, making him look particularly ferocious and terrifying.

His aura was no longer just oppressive and murderous; it had transformed into a tangible raging flame, burning wildly and scorching the surrounding air with crackling sounds. The space itself was distorted even more violently, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment.

You're asking for it!

Each word was spoken slowly and deliberately, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, each word containing a destructive rage.

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