That was his own grandson!

Bound by the sheer distance, he felt his heart shatter, a stabbing agony in his chest! A tide of furious emotion instantly engulfed him in a blazing conflagration! Absolute, maddening fury! At this moment, every single hair on Xiao Buyu’s head stood rigid, as if struck by lightning during a thunderstorm...

But all he could muster was rage, nothing more than empty anger! There was no time to act, nor dared he act! For at this instant, Ying Bokong's overwhelmingly tyrannical offensive had already collided head-on with his own palm strike!

The full-force blow of a Supreme Master—how could that be taken lightly? Even though Xiao Buyu himself stood but a single step shy of the Supreme realm, and even though he commanded seven formidable helpers, the situation remained precarious!

This clash was like the sudden detonation of an atomic bomb at the center!

Eight figures exploded outward like shrapnel, scattering in eight different directions!

Ying Bokong stood rooted in the center, utterly unmoving, his long, unruly hair whipping in the wind like underwater weeds caught in a hurricane, yet his body from the waist down had already completely vanished into the earth!

The Grandmaster of Profound Arts, facing the frenzied assault of eight top experts, had not retreated an inch!

After the impact, blood trickled from the corner of Xiao Buyu’s mouth as he was thrown backward. But he had no time to check his wounds, nor had he fully arrested his retreat before letting out a tragic, piercing howl and lunging toward Xiao Han on the other side!

His face contorted with grief, fury, rage, and savagery!

Jun Wuyi had achieved an overwhelming advantage in his decisive battle with Xiao Han, finally managing to pummel Xiao Han mercilessly, breaking his arms and legs, and smashing his Dantian! Moreover, several of the meridians within Xiao Han’s body were fractured! Xiao Han was now, quite simply, a complete cripple!

Jun Wuyi didn't wish to kill him, but to render him useless! To make him suffer more than death, and only then take his life! Though drawn out, this was retribution!

The extent to which Xiao Han had been crippled surpassed even what Jun Wuyi had suffered in the past!

Xiao Buyu grasped Jun Wuyi's intentions perfectly! Therefore, he did not panic! Even if Xiao Han could never practice Profound Arts again, with the Xiao family's Soul Sustaining Jade, there remained hope for recovery!

And this crucial fact was unknown to Jun Wuyi!

Xiao Buyu even planned to use this event to fully resolve the long-standing enmity between the Jun and Xiao families, since Xiao Han was the root of the entire affair. This wasn't Xiao Buyu conceding weakness or abandoning Xiao Han willingly; it was because the mysterious powerhouse behind the Jun family was simply too terrifying, too unmatched!

If this could serve as a resolution, it would be a relief for both families!

On the other hand, Xiao Buyu was quite reassured, trusting that although Xiao Han might be crippled or subjected to Jun Wuyi’s arbitrary humiliation, his life would ultimately be spared, for he understood the character of the Third Master Jun very well.

Though Jun Wuyi held deep-seated hatred for Xiao Han, he remained a gentleman—a fact no one could deny. Even a righteous gentleman, no matter how much he wished to torment or abuse someone, would not resort to truly vicious means! Unless it was a swift execution.

Thus, seeing Jun Wuyi viciously beating Xiao Han, Xiao Buyu grew even more confident.

At least, Jun Wuyi was not using his sword; Xiao Han would not suffer permanent disfigurement. While the injuries were grievous, his life would surely be preserved.

But the situation in Jun Moxie’s hands was entirely different!

Completely different!

What kind of person was Jun Moxie? He was someone utterly ruthless, cruel, and utterly unrestrained in his brutality! His methods of torment were nowhere comparable to Jun Wuyi’s; they were infinitely more cruel and malicious!

In fact, his actions would make everyone in this world, let alone Jun Wuyi, shudder with horror!

Jun Moxie exerted every fiber of his being to successfully lure Xiao Buyu away, then turned his attention to Xiao Han. His original intent was precisely to use this opportunity to ignite Xiao Buyu's rage, creating an opening for him to strike and slay the elder in one fell swoop!

To use the blood of the number one figure below the Supreme realm to baptize the initial cry of the Yan Huang Blood God Sword—that was the Young Master’s ultimate goal!

But the moment he reached Xiao Han, Jun Moxie felt a sudden surge within his mind, an overwhelming wave of utter grief and righteous indignation suddenly flooding his heart!

An intense, savage craving instantaneously consumed his thoughts! His entire soul!

Before his eyes, a vision appeared: a handsome, dignified middle-aged man in white robes, possessing gentle yet piercing eyes, standing as tall and unyielding as a mountain! With a wave of his hand, thousands of troops engaged in bloody battle, invincible and unstoppable—the world revered him as the White-Robed Marshal!

Such a noble, upright man, the very protector of the billions of citizens of Tianxiang Country, had been cruelly murdered by Xiao Han’s narrow-minded malevolence!

Jun Moxie’s eyes turned blood red!

Complete outrage, blazing fury, and endless killing intent flooded his being!

Rage rising from the depths of his heart brought forth an evil resolve!

Immediately following, another martial and handsome middle-aged man appeared before his eyes—his Second Uncle, Jun Wumeng, whom he had never met!

Images spun like a dizzying carousel in his mind: a gentle and virtuous woman looked at him with infinite doting and affection, radiating a mother's love as vast as the sea! Mother?...

Two handsome young generals, bearing faces almost identical to his own, gazed at him with boundless expectation.

Revenge! Revenge!

Suddenly, these two words thundered like a tidal wave in Jun Moxie’s mind!

Only these two words!

Nothing else!

These scenes, these sights, these sounds—Jun Moxie himself had no idea how they suddenly manifested!

But they had appeared so abruptly and inexplicably in his memory! The merged memories still retained these beautiful past moments; yet, recalling them now transformed them into an immeasurable hatred!

A peerless hero, a peerless beauty, both had died unjustly due to the sinister schemes of a wretch like Xiao Han!

In that single instant, Jun Moxie felt his very blood vessels were about to burst! An indescribable, colossal sorrow and anger surged into his heart! Rushing into his mind, it scattered his once clear consciousness!

Revenge!

How could heroes die in vain? How could the loyal be wrongfully condemned?!

Jun Moxie roared, his eyes burning crimson, and raised his long sword!

The glance Xiao Buyu cast back revealed Jun Moxie's sword tip plucking out two of Xiao Han’s eyeballs! Accompanying this, a sentence delivered with extreme malice: "Xiao Buyu, I will make sure your puppet has eyes that cannot see! This destruction is dedicated to the countless soldiers you caused to perish!"

Xiao Han, previously unconscious, was jolted awake by the agonizing theft of his eyes, emitting a scream so tragic it was almost beyond human capacity. With a sharp crack, he bit down so hard he shattered a tooth. Blood streaked his face as he screamed in agony and pure hatred: "Jun Wuyi! Xiao Han swears vengeance! I will make every male and female of the Jun family into harlots!"

Killing intent surged in Jun Moxie’s eyes, his aura growing denser!

Xiao Buyu bellowed and accelerated his flight!

"My grandson! Jun Moxie, stop, or I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

But Jun Moxie was directly in front of Xiao Han, an unparalleled advantage. The sword light flashed again, slicing through Xiao Han’s two Achilles tendons. Blood sprayed as they were severed! Xiao Buyu’s flying body convulsed violently, and a mouthful of blood erupted from his lips, his gaze filled with despair!

"Xiao Han! I will leave you with hands that cannot move! Xiao Han, you want revenge? I'll accompany you to the ends of the earth! This slice washes away the shame of our clan!"

Jun Moxie grinned savagely through gritted teeth, laughing maniacally: "Xiao Buyu! Aren't you a Divine Profound expert? Aren't you the greatest beneath the Supreme? Hurry and save your puppet! Hurry up! Don't you dare?!"

"Your legs shall be crippled too! This strike is for my Third Uncle! Return the ten years of hardship my Third Uncle endured!" The sword light flashed twice, and Xiao Han’s two leg tendons were severed. Jun Moxie’s gaze was strangely clear as he smiled cruelly, looking sideways at the rapidly approaching Xiao Buyu, sneering, and then roaring: "This strike is for my father! From now on, Xiao Han will have ears that cannot hear!"

"No!" shouted the people of Silver City in unison!

But Jun Moxie’s sword flashed again. Xiao Han’s two ears separated from his head, followed by a few more swift strokes; Xiao Han’s nose flew into the air, while his mouth was stripped bare, his tongue cut in half as it followed!

"A mouth that cannot speak! This debt is for my Second Uncle!" Jun Moxie laughed wildly, with a hint of frenzy mixed with desolate triumph!

A tide of blood and Qi surged within Xiao Buyu. He had already been injured by the backlash from Ying Bokong; though not severe, it was an internal wound. Seeing his own grandson in such a wretched state, even with his Divine Profound cultivation, the ties of blood were undeniable. He finally lost control of his internal energies, which began to race chaotically through his meridians!

He landed about ten paces from Jun Moxie, stumbled twice, managed to stand steady, threw his head back, and spewed a mist of blood. Dazzling golden lights flashed before his eyes! He looked powerlessly at Jun Moxie, grinding his teeth with hatred, and whispered: "Jun Moxie, how cruel you are! Are you not afraid of karmic retribution?"

Jun Moxie looked at him cruelly and chuckled darkly: "Xiao Buyu, you still have the gall to speak of karma and retribution? When your Xiao clan plotted against our Jun clan, you never anticipated this day, did you? When hundreds of thousands of soldiers became piles of white bone for the selfish desires of this beast, did you feel any cruelty? When countless happy families were broken apart and ruined because of him, were you overjoyed? Did you take pleasure in it?"

"What right do you have to call me cruel? Because of your selfish evil, the world gained hundreds of thousands of orphans and widows, how many died from oppression? And these are the descendants of loyal and valiant soldiers!"

"Countless heroes in this world died full of grievance because of you! Because you have power?! Power my ass! Damn it! You are all scum! A pack of bastards! A nest of living turtles and green-shelled cuckolds!"

"Now, watching your puppet become something neither human nor ghost under my hand, doesn't that feel satisfying! Hah? Doesn't it feel satisfying, old dog?! I tell you, one puppet isn't enough! Far from enough! You wait! After trying this a few more times, watching your own flesh and blood stripped bare will be even more satisfying for you!"

Jun Moxie laughed loudly, the sound piercing and desolate.

Fierce light flickered in Xiao Buyu’s eyes; a resolution, a mad determination, had settled within him! "For my two elder brothers in heaven, who watch over me! Against this chief culprit, I will not only render him blind, mute, deaf, and crippled in all four limbs, but I will also see him rendered sterile, becoming a perpetual laughingstock of history!"

Jun Moxie cried out to the heavens, raising his long sword skyward. The blood on the blade swiftly flowed backward, then with a flash of light, a spurt of crimson sprayed from Xiao Han’s groin! A large piece of flesh flew upward, which Jun Moxie kicked mid-air, shattering it instantly into a cloud of blood dust!

Xiao Han no longer had the strength to move, yet he still refused to submit! But in his current state, even utter disintegration might have been preferable to this torment!

Illuminated by the torchlight, everyone present stood frozen in fear, trembling, their gazes vacant, their faces pale!

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