These sword energies, like ferocious beasts, rampaged through the Iron Monk's body, instantly shattering his meridians and dantian.

Even the nascent soul within his dantian was pulverized by the powerful sword energy.

As a result, the Iron Monk's cultivation was completely destroyed. Although he was still alive, he had become a cripple.

He looked at his body in horror, wanting to say something, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"You...you broke your promise..."

Iron Monk felt a surge of intense pain coursing through his body like a raging tide. His legs gave way, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

The hard ground hurt him all over, but at this moment, the physical pain was nothing compared to the despair and anger in his heart.

His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Fang Han, his lips trembling. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth, his voice filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Over the years, Iron Monk has acted recklessly in the Golden Crow Kingdom, relying on his profound cultivation, and has offended countless people.

Those who had been bullied and schemed against by him all hated him to the bone, but dared not act rashly only because they feared his power.

But now, without his cultivation, he is like a tiger without claws and fangs, at the mercy of others.

Once he returns to Wujin Kingdom, those he has offended will swarm him like sharks smelling blood, and there will be quite a few who want him dead.

However, if they stayed in another country, the situation might not be much better.

Yanlong Kingdom and Wujin Kingdom were originally enemy countries, and the two countries had been at war for a long time.

He, a Wujin Kingdom citizen who has lost his cultivation, will likely die even faster in the Yanlong Kingdom. He might just mysteriously "disappear" from this world one day.

Thinking of this, a deep despair welled up in Tie Heshang's heart, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, unable to see a glimmer of hope.

Looking at Tie Heshang's disheveled appearance, Fang Han's lips curled into a mocking sneer. He coldly said, "I didn't kill you, so how can you say I broke my promise? If you're going to break your promise as you say, then I should send you to hell. Anyway, you're no good. You've committed countless evil deeds over the years, and now you've ended up like this, which is entirely your own fault."

Fang Han wouldn't show any mercy to someone like Tie Heshang.

After all, this person's cultivation level is very high, and his strength should not be underestimated. Apart from him, even Xiang Wantang cannot deal with him.

Keeping such a person around would be a huge hidden danger.

He must completely eliminate this hidden danger before he can feel at ease.

As for whether this Iron Monk will be killed by someone else, that's up to his own fate; he doesn't have time to worry about that.

Although the Iron Monk was filled with resentment after hearing Fang Han's words, he dared not say anything more.

He knew that he was now powerless to resist, and that any further struggle would be futile.

So he slowly stood up, his legs trembling with fear and weakness, and stumbled away into the distance, his back view appearing incredibly lonely and desolate.

"Brother Fang, your combat strength is truly admirable."

After the Iron Monk's figure gradually disappeared from sight, Xiang Wantang stepped forward and said, "It must have been Ouyang Yan who revealed the news about the Yin-Yang Tree to Cao Gaoyu of the Heavenly Demon Sect, right? She must have been desperate to do so."

“That’s right. I will go to the Heavenly Demon Sect soon to find out Ouyang Yan’s whereabouts.”

Fang Han nodded.

Then, without further delay, the group began their descent down the mountain.

Down the mountain, Marquis Champion, Yang Xiao, Wu Yi, Zhuge Yun, Sun Liren, Xiao Yan, and others had already met up with Ye Zhong, the city lord of Yanming City, who had just arrived.