Chapter 1074: Living is Torture

“Ahhhhhh!!!”

"don't want!!!"

“Fei’er!!”

"Zhiqiang!"

Heart-wrenching roars of grief were heard from the Yin family mansion, which was heavily guarded by people.

The people guarding the outer house of Yin's family seemed to have not heard anything. They stood guard with murderous aura and looked indifferent.

As for those Yin family monks who had been subdued by them before, they had already piled up in the corner of the courtyard, becoming corpses.

That piece of ground was already soaked with bright red blood.

The contaminated ground is still expanding.

The bloody scene is unbearable to watch.

…

Hidden city.

The battle between Luosha Sect and Xuanji Sect ended in a miserable defeat.

In this battle, most of the Rakshasa Sect disciples were either killed or injured.

On the huge arena, the Rakshasa sect disciples wearing grey Taoist robes were either lying, sitting or slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

Gu Jin and An Mingji finally took action.

During the battle, five Jindan-stage monks from the Rakshasa Sect appeared.

The two of them fought against five Jindan monks, and this battle can be said to be a narrow victory.

This was also thanks to An Mingji's dark supernatural powers and Gu Jin's endless spiritual energy drawn from space, which continued to maintain the power in his body and won the victory.

The five late Jindan stage cultivators should not be underestimated.

Gu Jin held An Mingji's hand, stood on the arena covered in bright red blood, and drew out the rich spiritual energy from the space, transferring it to An Mingji.

He had consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle and needed to replenish it quickly.

Yu Shuo, Jiang Hanyi, Wanqi Jingyi, Wanqi Heyang, and Alan stood behind them in a supportive manner.

This fight was seen by everyone.

The battle was over and no one spoke a word.

Gu Jin glanced coldly at the Yinyue Sect disciples standing on the high seat, as well as Yin Honglin, who had a look of horror on his face.

The Rakshasa Sect has been dealt with, and next... it’s the Yinyue Sect.

These two sects have been in the Hidden City for many years, relying on sucking other people's blood, stealing the results of other people's years of hard practice, and improving their own cultivation. This cruel method is really despicable.

If they hadn't come to him on their own initiative, Gu Jin would never want to have any contact with these people.

Unfortunately, for those who come to her door to seek abuse, she doesn't mind taking action to let them know that there are always people better than them.

The two old sects have been hiding in the hidden city for many years. I am afraid they are short-sighted and their vision and pattern have long been narrow.

Gu Jin glanced coldly at Yin Honglin and saw the fear on the other's face.

If the Yinyue Sect no longer made things difficult for the Xuanji Sect, she would not bother to take action.

But if the other party doesn't know what's good for them, she certainly doesn't mind making them suffer.

Most of the Rakshasa disciples lying on the ground were seriously injured and their cultivation was destroyed.

Only a few people were killed accidentally in battle.

Gu Jin never liked to get involved in human life, and she often warned her disciples not to kill anyone if they could.

Sometimes death is not torture, but relief.

Living is a torment, or rather, it is a sin to forgive.

Living a life worse than death and being in agony is the highest level of punishment for a person.

Gu Jin raised his eyes and saw that there was a drop of blood from someone unknown on An Mingji's chin.

This drop of blood added a touch of evil to his exquisite and handsome face.

She raised her hand and gently wiped the blood from the young man's chin with her sleeve.

He said, "Why are you so careless?"

When Gu Jin was about to withdraw her hand, An Mingji reached out and held her hand.

The hostility between his brows suddenly turned into gentleness, and his deep eyes seemed to contain infinite affection.

An Mingji lowered his eyes and stared at the bloodstain on Gu Jin's sleeve. His deep eyes darkened and his fingertips lightly touched the bloodstained fabric.

(End of this chapter)