"Hehe! Jun Ye, do you still recognize me?" Ying Yao's eyes widened. He remembered how this man had skinned and dismembered him, cruelly trying to get information about the ancient Blue Star from him.
Ying Yao clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his bones cracked. His muscles were tense, as if he were about to rush up and tear Jun Ye to shreds at any moment.
"Who are you?" Jun Ye swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat, looking bewildered with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Ying Yao gritted his teeth and asked, "Ha! Is the Dragon Spine Sword in your hand any good?"
Upon hearing this, Jun Ye carefully examined the handsome young man in front of him. It turned out to be the little dragon from before.
"I didn't expect you to still be alive?"
"Of course I must live! How can I die with my great revenge unfulfilled!"
After saying that, Ying Yao gripped Jun Ye's neck tightly with both hands, tightening his grip continuously. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot. He wished he could tear Jun Ye to pieces.
Jun Ye's face gradually turned bluish-purple, and he struggled to breathe, his hands futilely trying to pry Ying Yao's fingers apart. A gurgling sound came from his throat as he tried to say something, but could only utter indistinct syllables.
Jun Ye's body convulsed incessantly, his limbs flailing wildly, yet he could not break free from Ying Yao's deadly restraint.
Gradually, his movements became weaker and weaker, the light in his eyes faded, and finally, his hands fell to his sides and his body became limp.
Ying Yao only slowly released his hands after confirming that Jun Ye had stopped breathing.
Jun Ye's body lay sprawled on the ground like a tattered rag, devoid of any life. His eyes remained wide open, as if telling of his resentment and regret in life.
"You think death is the end of everything? This is just the beginning..."
After Ying Yao finished speaking, he placed Jun Ye's soul into a small tower. Moments later, a heart-wrenching scream echoed from within. The sound was utterly tragic, as if the person was enduring the cruelest torture imaginable, sending chills down one's spine.
Ying Yao's expression was cold and devoid of pity. Hearing the painful roar, the hatred in his heart seemed to be calmed down a little.
"Elder Yingyao, are you alright?" Jiang Wanwan stepped forward and asked with concern.
"Now that our great revenge has been achieved, Xiao Wan wants to go out and travel. Her return date is uncertain." Ying Yao tilted his head slightly, looking into the distance, his eyes filled with both relief and anticipation for the unknown.
Jiang Wanwan nodded gently and said, "Alright, go out for a walk to clear your head. I hope you have a safe journey."
Ying Yao smiled slightly at her, turned around and flew towards the horizon, his figure gradually disappearing into the vast sea of clouds.
"Wanwan! Let's go back too!"
Yan Ziyan held Jiang Wanwan's hand tenderly.
Three months later, at Yunwu Pavilion.
"Wanwan! Something terrible has happened! That brat Ying Yao has blew up the sky again!"
Xiao Guang's voice came from Jiang Wanwan's jade pendant, urgent and filled with gritted teeth.
"What's going on?" Jiang Wanwan frowned, her face showing confusion and worry.
"That kid has gained too much faith lately, and he can't control his cultivation anymore. He's running around like a husky, venting his frustrations, and he even punctured the sky!"
The summit of Antarctica.
Guided by Xiao Guang, Jiang Wanwan and Yan Ziyan found the hole in the sky that Ying Yao had pierced—a pitch-black opening.
"Fortunately, nothing serious has happened yet. We just need to seal it up with the sky-mending stone that Xiao Guang gave us." After saying that, Jiang Wanwan took out a colorful stone and prepared to mend the sky.
However, an accident occurred.
The once calm sky suddenly changed color as a huge tornado appeared without warning.
The tornado's thick, dark column of wind swirled, whipping up snow and ice, creating a chaotic scene. The wind roared like thunder, deafening, as if it were a raging storm from hell.
Jiang Wanwan and Yan Ziyan watched in horror at the terrifying scene. Before they could react, the tornado swept in with overwhelming force.
The powerful wind instantly ripped their bodies off the ground. Yan Ziyan quickly grabbed Jiang Wanwan's wrist with one hand and tried to steady himself, but it was all in vain.
Jiang Wanwan's hair flew wildly in the gale, and her clothes fluttered in the wind. Yan Ziyan held Jiang Wanwan's hand tightly and called out her name, but his voice was instantly swallowed by the wind.
As the tornado's power intensified, its terrifying suction became irresistible. Like two fragile fallen leaves, they were mercilessly pulled into the black hole.
After the two were swept into the black hole, the raging wind gradually subsided, and even the dark entrance to the hole disappeared.
"Huh? The sky was repaired so quickly? But the sky-mending stone is still with me. What did Xiao Wan use to repair it?"
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