"Then why don't you use the sword to consecrate it?" Fan Yang flicked the white sword. He could feel his power being absorbed by the white sword little by little. He had to finish the battle quickly.
“You can’t beat me, Fan Yang. I taught you every move. Besides, you must have been cut by the white sword.” Lu Daoming narrowed his eyes as he looked at him. He was absolutely confident that he could take the white sword.
"That's not necessarily true." Pan Yang twisted his wrist and charged forward again with his sword drawn.
Unsurprisingly, neither of them could gain the upper hand in terms of skill, and they remained locked in a stalemate. Pan Yang frowned; he absolutely could not stop here.
Since that's the case, Pan Yang took a deep breath and let the white sword devour him, the fierce energy on the white sword surging into Pan Yang's body.
"Giving up so soon?" Lu Daoming was somewhat surprised. He originally thought that Pan Yang would fight back fiercely, but he didn't expect him to give up on himself.
Pan Yang didn't reply. He could feel the chill, which seemed to strike right at his soul. "Revenge, is that it? But now you are just my sword, to take my revenge. You want to kill people? Then kill them now."
The white sword seemed to sense a danger and began to tremble violently. Pan Yang gripped the hilt tightly. "You are a sword for killing, and I happen to need to kill. If I'm going to consecrate the sword, then I will!"
In just a moment, Pan Yang swung his sword and slashed down, not dodging any of Lu Daoming's attacks at all. Lu Daoming panicked. This guy really doesn't care about his life!
He was only distracted for a moment, and his sleeve was torn, followed by a bloody mark on his face.
Pan Yang noticed that the corners of his mouth were turned up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Pan Yang!" Lu Daoming shouted, dodging Pan Yang's attacks: "Pan Yang, I am your master, and I have taught you so much. Without me, you would know nothing at all. Are you sure you want to kill me?"
"Tsk." Pan Yang looked at him with some impatience: "I can also do moral blackmail. Since you are my master, why not go all the way? Besides, you helped me so that I could use you as a sacrifice for the sword. Do I need to thank you, master?"
Half an hour later, Pan Yang looked at Lu Daoming, who was now just a skeleton, glanced at Bai Jian, casually tossed Bai Jian into his spatial storage, and walked out past Lu Daoming's corpse.
After all these years, it's time for him to fight back.
The Shi family.
Shi Qing did not become the head of the family because of Shi Huanyang's matter. Shi Minglian frantically pounded the ground with his scepter, making a series of loud noises: "We should have taken Huanyang away when Fang Xiaoyue wasn't paying attention back then. Now it's been so many years, and we have no idea where he has gone."
"If only he were really dead!" Shi Minglian looked at Shi Qing, feeling a surge of anger: "You're still too soft-hearted. The director has given orders that we must find Fan Yang within a month! Shi Qing, this is your good son!"
"Father, it's all Fang Xiaoyue's fault. If it weren't for her, I would have sent Shi Huanyang over there long ago," Shi Qing said, trying to justify himself.
"Master! Something terrible has happened! Someone has broken in!" A servant rushed in, and before he could finish speaking, a white sword pierced through his chest.
The man fell straight to the ground. Pan Yang slowly walked in, with the guards following behind him at a certain distance. Pan Yang walked to the body, pulled out his white sword, and the blood was absorbed by the sword and disappeared.
Pan Yang flicked the white sword with a hint of disgust: "Don't just suck any kind of blood, it's dirty."
"Who are you?" Shi Qing looked at Fan Yang warily. "Do you know where you are?"
"The Shi family, I killed the Shi family." Fan Yang said indifferently, not taking Shi Qing and Shi Minglian seriously at all, as if the two were already dead objects: "My good father, so many years have passed, it's been a long time."
Shi Qing looked closely at Pan Yang and immediately realized that this person was Pan Yang. He sneered, "You dare to come back! Shi Pan Yang! I advise you to surrender quickly and go see Director Jiang obediently!"
Shi Minglian was more composed than Shi Qing. He stood up from his chair and sighed, "Pan Yang, you were young and ignorant back then. Your mother's death can only be considered as her own doing."
"Stop." Pan Yang interrupted them directly: "My goal is simple, to kill you all." You should know that he was young at that time, but he was not stupid. How could he be easily fooled by Shi Minglian?
Shi Minglian sighed: "In that case, men, seize Shi Panyang!"
The guards opened fire immediately upon hearing the noise. Fan Yang seemed somewhat impatient and brandished his white sword.
Shi Minglian didn't even have time to react when the guard fell to the ground, but the next second the sword appeared at his neck. Without hesitation, Pan Yang swung the sword down and then looked at Shi Qing, who was stunned to the side.
Pan Yang raised his sword and pointed it at Shi Qing. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Shi Qing, the person you have wronged the most is my mother. You are not even worthy of being her husband."
Shi Qing's expression changed, and she sneered, "I'm not worthy. What do you know, Shi Panyang! She doesn't understand me at all. I must become the head of the family; I must have the power! She used to support me in everything, so why is she hesitating on your matter?"
"She's just too soft-hearted, she's just too soft-hearted!" Shi Qing seemed to have thought of something and burst into laughter: "Shi Panyang, I should have just shot you dead back then!"
After a moment of silence, Pan Yang raised his eyes to look into Shi Qing's eyes, which inexplicably made Shi Qing feel a chill down her spine. The man's voice was indifferent: "I am not surnamed Shi, I am just called Pan Yang."
After saying that, he swung his sword down again. The guards who arrived late saw this and panicked. What should they do now?
Pan Yang simply sheathed his white sword, sat down in a chair, propped his head up, and glanced around: "I'll give you two choices: pledge allegiance to me, or die."
Upon hearing this, the guard immediately knelt down: "What are the new master's instructions?"
"Clean this place up, spread the word truthfully that I'm back, and tell them to get ready."
"yes!"
The guards immediately spoke up, but Pan Yang felt that something important was missing. He couldn't think of anything, it seemed to be only the Time and Space Administration and other people from the Interstellar Alliance.
However, he now needs to maintain order. The Shi family has changed its appearance in a single day, so other families certainly won't dare to start rashly. He can take his time, although he would prefer to directly storm into the Time and Space Administration Bureau.
Pan Yang took a walk around the Shi family's house. His own room, which used to be abandoned, had been turned into a storage room. The servants quickly cleaned it up and made a new room for him.
Looking at the chaotic news online, Pan Yang suddenly found it quite interesting. He even received an invitation from Jiang Qingyan, but it was more like a trap than an invitation. He didn't even look at it and had no intention of replying.
Jiang Qingyan took a deep breath. Huan Yang's return seemed to appear out of thin air, and this person was clearly very strong. However… he was confident…
Jiang Qingyan looked at the glass dome in the center of the room. The person inside had their eyes closed and their brows furrowed slightly, as if they had sensed Jiang Qingyan's ill intentions.
Pan Yang also felt something was wrong. He seemed to have forgotten something very important, and as he looked at the information online, he felt a little dizzy.
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