Her mental strength was so powerful that she could perform soul-searching techniques at will...

Soul-Searching Technique requires extremely strong mental power; the slightest mistake can turn someone into an idiot… This brat! Just what kind of monster is she!

Boom! Before Jun Feize could react, Jun Feiran punched him right in the chest.

New and old grudges, the anger accumulated over years of deception and misleading all erupted at this moment.

Fists rained down on Jun Fize, turning him into a bloody pulp.

He couldn't even let out a scream.

"Ah! Jun Feize, you heartless bastard, why, why! Why did you do this! The Jun family has treated you well, why are you so heartless! You dog! You are not even human, you are a beast!"

Calling Jun Feize a beast is an insult to the word; he's even worse than a beast!

"Why...why...because Heaven is unfair! Why is it that we are all of the Jun family bloodline, yet my talent is mediocre while you are the chosen ones of Heaven? I am not reconciled! I will fight! I will seize! If I hadn't done this, I would have disappeared long ago!"

"The bloodline of the Jun family? You dare to claim it!"

Another punch landed on Jun Feize's face. "You're not of the Jun family bloodline at all! Your biological father isn't the Emperor!"

Jun Feiran said angrily, finally letting out the secret he had intended to keep in his heart for a lifetime.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yue looked at Jun Feiran in surprise.

The people below also looked at Jun Feiran.

"No, this is impossible!" Jun Feize screamed. How could he not be of the Jun family bloodline?

"How could my Jun family have such a useless piece of trash as you?!"

"Back then, your mother took advantage of Father Emperor's drunkenness to climb into his bed. Before that, she was already pregnant! Father Emperor originally intended to make your mother a concubine, but this matter was exposed..."

"It was the Empress Dowager who was kind-hearted! Seeing how miserable you were living in the Cold Palace, she brought you out!!"

"I treated you like my own son! But what about you? Jun Feize, you heartless bastard! You're rotten to the core, utterly rotten!"

"No, this is impossible," Jun Feizhe murmured, refusing to believe it. "I...I am of the Jun family bloodline, the Jun family blood flows in my veins! No, Jun Feiran, you're lying to me, you're lying to me!!!"

He doesn't believe it! He just doesn't believe it!

This can't be real! This can't be real!

Boom! The barrier behind them was violently struck by the gushing miasma.

The barrier began to crack, and the cracks grew rapidly to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Xiao Luo leaped into the air, his dark aura enveloping the barrier and forcibly closing the crack, but miasma still seeped out.

"Hahaha." Seeing this, Jun Feize burst into laughter. "You're all doomed too!"

So what if he's disgraced? Anyone who knows what he's done will be dead soon!

"This formation won't hold for much longer. Once the miasma erupts, the entire Ghost Realm will be finished! You will all be buried with me!"

Death is terrible, but so many people are dying with you.

Thinking about it this way, Jun Feize instantly felt much better.

not to mention……

Jun Feize's gaze fell on Jun Liuyue, this brat who looked extremely similar to Jun Feiyan!

Such talent, just like that, died. It's so satisfying!

"Jun Feize, you heartless bastard!"

The people below, upon hearing Jun Feize's words, spoke angrily.

Many cultivators have already gathered here to resist the outbreak of miasma.

Seeing Jun Feize lying on the ground, he couldn't help but kick him.

"How dare you! How dare you!" Jun Feize screamed in agony, his body riddled with stabs from that vixen!

He was kicked hard again, and blood flowed out as if it were free.

But these cultivators were still not satisfied, and they would beat him up whenever they brought it up.

Jun Feiran drew his sword, intending to kill Jun Feize.

Even if he were to die a hundred times, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his crimes!

As soon as he moved, he was blocked by an invisible force.

Jun Feiran turned her head and looked at Jun Liuyue with a puzzled expression.

The latter shook his head.

Jun Feiran was completely baffled. What use was there in keeping this bastard around?

However, since the niece objected, there must be a reason.

Jun Feiran circulated his profound energy to resist the miasma.

Jun Feize, his face bruised and swollen from the beating, couldn't take it anymore. He didn't want to die! Having enjoyed the pinnacle of power for over three hundred years, how could he be willing to die like this...?

"You're all dead!"

Jun Feize took out a talisman and activated it with his spiritual power.

In an instant, crash!

A tremendous power erupted from Jun Feize's body.

Several cultivators who were close to Jun Feize were blasted away and forced to retreat.

They stared in shock at the vortex that appeared in mid-air.

What... what's going on?!

"Big, my lord."

Upon seeing the figure emerging from the vortex, Jun Feize clung to it like a lifeline and crawled forward.

His palms dug deeply into the ground.

His eyes were filled with hope as he looked at that illusory figure.

"A piece of trash."

Mo Que emerged from the vortex, stood in mid-air, and looked down at the crowd with disdain.

Clang! Before Mo Que could react, a rock smashed towards his head.

Mo Que's expression changed, and he raised his hand to shatter the stone.

"Ha, a trivial skill."

Before he could finish speaking, tens of thousands of stones were thrown at him as if they were free.

Inkstone; ...

Crackle, crackle.

Mo Que hastily dodged, unable to maintain his initial composure.

His face looked ashen, like soot from the bottom of a pot.

He was in a terrible state; he had never been so disheveled before.

"Trying to hide it, is it because you're ashamed to be seen, that you're wearing a mask?" A cold, mocking voice rang out from above.

Mo Que looked up and saw that Jun Liuyue had appeared directly in front of him at some point.

He looked down at her with disdain, as if she were trash.

He only ever looked at others with that expression; no one had ever looked at him like that before.

Even the previous generation of gods wouldn't dare look at him like that.

That little blonde girl, she's got some nerve!

"Jun Liuyue".

The image of Liuyue was reflected in Mo Que's eyes.

"The person who killed you."

With a thought, Liu Yue conjured the Phoenix Sword in her palm.

The Mo Que that has appeared in the Ghost Realm is just an avatar, but if this avatar can be destroyed, it will also severely damage his main body's vital energy.

After all these years, it's time to collect some interest.

Liu Yue's moves were fierce, and Mo Que dodged her attack. A red afterimage flashed past his eyes.

Clang! An invisible force swiftly enveloped Mo Que.

"Heh." Mo Que sneered and raised his hand to block Liu Yue's attack.

When Jun Feize saw this, his eyes lit up. No matter how powerful this brat was, she was no match for Lord Mo Que!

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