Wu Tian’s eyes brimmed with confidence. Anyone who dared to kill in his presence was clearly tired of living. With a flick of his finger, a series of Blood Glows shot out, seeking Beiming Wang relentlessly. They would not rest until he was dead. Wu Tian didn’t bother to pursue him personally; a mere Beiming Wang was hardly worth the chase.

Why... why... why would he do this to me?

Bing Hong’s heart meridian was severed. She could only exhale, unable to draw breath. She could never understand how Beiming Wang, who had professed to love her and not mind her past, could not only leave her behind but kick her to death. She couldn’t fathom it. Why? What was the reason? A silent scream echoed in her heart.

Lin Fa stared at Bing Hong for a long time, at a loss for words. Finally, he just spat, "You’re blind."

"Pfft!" Enraged, Bing Hong coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She had just called Li Rong blind for taking a liking to Lin Fa, and now, those very words were thrown back at her. She knew she didn’t have long to live, but she truly did not want to die. Pleading with Wu Tian would be useless, she knew. So, she set her sights on Lin Fa.

"I was wrong, I was wrong... It was me who was blind. Can you forgive me? I’m willing to be the other woman, to forgo any status to follow you. I’m willing..."

"Stop talking. Have some decency," Lin Fa interrupted, sighing softly. "Go in peace. I will see to your burial."

"You..." Bing Hong never expected Lin Fa to be so heartless. She wanted to speak again, to act coquettishly toward him. With her charming face, who could possibly resist her "coquettish charm"? But before she could speak, the words wouldn’t come. Her breathing stopped. She died.

Lin Fa stood there silently. He remembered Bing Hong mentioning she was from Hu Jiu City, from the port area of Houyuan. Bing Hong was just an alias; her real surname was Weng. In that instant, it was as if Lin Fa had matured a great deal.

「At the same time, in a secluded area outside the hospital.」

A black mist swirled as Beiming Wang gasped for air. Using such a cultivation method drained a tremendous amount of Yuan Energy. He looked toward the distant hospital, his eyes filled with Killing Intent.

I admit you’re stronger than me, but I won’t clash with you head-on. If I want to escape, I can! Hehehe... Beiming Wang had always been confident in his ability to flee.

Suddenly, he spotted a series of Blood Glows breaking the void. They brought with them a chilling, terrifying aura that made one’s heart quiver in fear.

Not good, I have to run!

Beiming Wang hadn’t expected Wu Tian to have such a move. This wasn’t a martial skill; he was certain Wu Tian must have also received some kind of cultivation legacy. He scrambled to escape, but a Blood Glow still managed to slash his right arm, sending blood spraying into the air. He clenched his teeth, holding back a scream, his face contorting in extreme pain.

The Blood Glows pursued him relentlessly, their savagery terrifying. Seeing this, Beiming Wang’s heart pounded with terror. He once again burned through his Yuan Energy to flee frantically, transforming into a black mist to continue his escape.

After much effort, he found another hiding spot and stopped to catch his breath. The mere act of fleeing had left his face pale, his breath short, his limbs weak, and his body exhausted. But before he could even take a few breaths, the Blood Glows were upon him again. It was as if they possessed a Spiritual Nature of their own, chasing him relentlessly and filling him with the fear of impending doom.

How can this be? What in the world are these things?

His face was a mask of disbelief. He had already felt how sharp and horrifying the Blood Glows were. He knew he had to run. He prepared to transform into the black mist again, but one Blood Glow shot ahead, its power overwhelming. Before Beiming Wang could fully transform, it sliced his ear clean off.

"AHHH!"

Beiming Wang let out a piercing scream. He was already covered in blood. Now, terrified to death but daring not to hesitate, he transformed into the black mist and vanished without a trace.

「A while later, in an alley in Yang City.」

Beiming Wang stumbled into view. Weakened from excessive blood loss and the massive drain of Yuan Energy from using the secret technique, he was unable to stay on his feet. His legs gave out, and he collapsed limply to the ground. His face was now paler than a dead man’s. His eyelids were heavy, his eyes drowsy.

Here... I should be safe here! I’ll remember this grudge. I will get my revenge!

Beiming Wang clenched his teeth. In the Heavenly Demon Palace, where his sister was Queen, he had always reigned supreme, completely unchallenged. Even in the wider Underground World, many people showed him respect. He never imagined he would suffer such a disaster upon arriving in the Surface World. He seared the grudge into his memory. It had to be avenged. He would make sure Wu Tian’s family never knew a moment of peace.

But no sooner had the thought formed...

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The sound of the void being torn asunder echoed again as the Blood Glows appeared once more, like bolts of lightning. Gazing at the dense swarm, Beiming Wang was so terrified he lacked even the strength to tremble. One after another, the Blood Glows descended, showing him no mercy.

"No!"

Beiming Wang opened his mouth to scream, but he had no strength left. His voice came out as a pathetic whisper.

The next moment...

An arm was severed.

An eye burst.

Several ribs shattered.

Blood splattered everywhere. Biting down hard, Beiming Wang desperately used the secret technique one last time, transforming into a black mist and vanishing again.

Finally, Beiming Wang reappeared in a filthy, garbage-strewn river. Bleeding profusely, he was swept along by the current.

Hehehe... this time... you’ll definitely never find me! I... I will come back for revenge!

However, he had used the secret technique too many times. His body was exhausted, and he had lost too much blood. The words had barely left his lips when his strength gave out, and he died.

「The Underground World. The Heavenly Demon Palace.」

This was a palace located deep underground next to the Black Water Spring, completely enveloped in Yin Spiritual Energy. The palace had a sinister appearance, a fact reflected in its decor.

Inside a vast chamber, at the very moment of Beiming Wang’s death, a woman’s roar thundered through the halls.

"Little brother! Who... who was so cruel as to harm my little brother?!"

The woman’s voice was far from delicate. It was terrifying—more sinister than a demoness, like the cackle of an old hag. Her cry drew the Immortal Seekers from the vicinity of the Heavenly Demon Palace. They each transformed into black mist and appeared beside her, kneeling on the ground one by one.

"Queen!"

Yin Fengxue had just left for the Surface World to search for his long-lost eldest son, so naturally, Beiming Fenghua held the highest authority in the Heavenly Demon Palace. At this moment, slivers of black qi emanated from her body, chilling all who saw it to the bone. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

If Wu Tian were here, he would have instantly recognized this woman’s cultivation: the Seventh Realm, Nascent Soul!

Before her knelt a dozen Fifth Realm Fasting Immortal Seekers and two Sixth Realm Golden Core Elders. Such a force was ranked among the very top, even in the vast Underground World.

"My brother’s life tablet has shattered. He is dead," she seethed. "Someone dared to kill him. I want to know how he died, and who killed him. Go and investigate now!"