The assassin in the courtyard turned ashen-faced and froze on the spot.
The quiet old house was soon filled with gunshots and screams. When Lin Yuan and the special police returned, the assassins were already covered in wounds, their eyes filled with tears as they obediently covered their heads and squatted on the ground.
Si Jin was squatting next to Master Long, having a "friendly" conversation with him.
The special police quickly took the person away. Si Jin waved goodbye to the desperate-looking Master Long, which almost made him faint.
The SWAT officer turned around and looked at the smiling, gentle-looking young man, thinking: Wasn't he quite kind? Why is this Master Long acting like he's seen a ghost?
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After everyone left, Si Jin found Chen Yiwei, who had been tortured and was no longer mentally stable, at the location given by Master Long. She broke his bones bit by bit and then tied him up and brought him to the Chen Family Ancestral Hall.
Such unfilial descendants are best suited to be torn to shreds by their ancestors.
If you're lucky, it might even have a trapping function?
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Late at night, Chen Yiwei was surrounded by many wronged spirits, the most powerful of whom was his own father.
His bones were completely shattered, and he was only kept alive by Si Jin's divine power.
Now, filled with despair and tears, he could only mutter to himself, "Impartial and impartial Heaven, didn't you say I was the chosen one?"
"Didn't you say that as long as I tormented Chen Sijin, I would surely rise to the top and become a superior person?"
"Why did it turn out like this? Why???"
"It's never too late to sacrifice your soul and body if you're willing."
A voice drifted from the void, forcefully dispelling the wronged spirits of Chen Yiwei's ancestors surrounding him, and communicating with Chen Yiwei through consciousness.
He tempted her, saying, "I can avenge you, as long as you are willing to make a sacrifice."
"Alright! I'll sacrifice myself! I'm willing to sacrifice myself!!!" At this moment, the voice laughed twice, and then quickly swallowed Chen Yiwei's soul and took over his body.
He actually managed to stand up, even with his bones completely shattered.
His eyes gradually turned ruthless and resolute: "Si Jin, it's been a long time..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, Si Jin's wind blade pierced his heart: "Yes, old beast, long time no see."
As Si Jin spoke, he immediately expanded the wind blades and began to tear apart the fragments of the Old Heavenly Lord's soul.
During the great battle, he lost some fragments, and so did the Heavenly Emperor.
For every fragment he lost, the Heavenly Emperor lost just as many.
The old beast's exact words were: "Si Jin! You murdered your sovereign and devoured your master, your crimes are heinous! Even if I only have a sliver of my soul left, I will haunt you and make sure you suffer for all eternity!"
Every time Si Jin thought of those words, she hated him to the core.
How can someone who doesn't value the lives of the gods be worthy of being a ruler, worthy of being an emperor?
In this dimension, the soul of the Old Heavenly Lord has always been hiding behind the Heavenly Dao, claiming to be the Mandate of Heaven, and manipulating Chen Yiwei to abuse the amnesiac Si Jin.
It's because he was just a fragment of a soul, and his strength was no match for Si Jin, who possessed a more complete divine soul.
But now, he also has a trump card.
He borrowed the power of Heaven and connected all things in the world with puppetry; he is the most powerful puppeteer here.
The Old Heavenly Lord controlled Chen Yiwei's body, and white lines gradually emerged from his hands.
Their intention was to use the power of Heaven to control all things in this world.
He laughed arrogantly and maliciously: "My poor little marshal, do you believe I can take a single shard and drag you down with me?!"
As he shouted this, cracks appeared in the sky in an instant.
The heavenly lightning and karmic fire, controlled by the white lines, immediately pierced through the dark night sky and struck Si Jin's vital point.
However, at that very moment, Lin Yuan reverted to his true form.
The young immortal was handsome and dashing, his hair flowing in the wind.
His right hand summoned a pure white demon-slaying sword, which gradually gathered divine power.
Facing all the strange white lines in the sky, he unleashed a devastating strike.
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The sword energy was overwhelming, sweeping across the entire night sky in an instant, causing a violent storm to rage and upside down all the plants in the entire plane.
In an instant, all the white threads that the Heavenly Emperor had laid over decades were severed.
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