TSFLIP Chapter 423

Mu Ning stared at the dismembered body on the ground. The white robes, once symbolic of the Xuan Sect, were now so stained that their original color was indistinguishable. She felt lost and wondered if the Senior Brother wanted her to kill herself with her own hands. At least, if she did that, she’d still have a whole body—she’d remain herself, unlike the torn pieces of flesh on the floor that couldn’t even be told apart.

So… why didn’t she just do it herself?

With a dazed expression, Mu Ning pulled out a dagger. She gazed at the cold gleam on the blade, somehow not feeling fear. “Master…”

Yimu, hearing her voice, froze. Could she really be…

“Disciple will leave first. I’ll wait for Master with my senior brothers.” Mu Ning smiled, just as innocent and charming as always, and then, without hesitation, drove the dagger into her chest, straight to her heart.

Mu Ning fell to the ground, staring at the pool of blood. Suddenly, she realized that death… wasn’t as painful as she’d imagined. The blood was simply too glaring, and she didn’t like it. So… she closed her eyes, never to open them again.

“Now, it’s just you left.” Fang Yue’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at Yimu and gave a soft smile. He raised his hand, and with a shriek of agony from Yimu, who had been forcibly deprived of something in the spiritual realm, the Han Yuan Sword materialized from Yimu’s body, floating in midair.

Fang Yue grasped the Han Yuan Sword, removed the red tassel from the sword’s hilt, and casually tossed it. The sword landed steadily on the ground. He watched the tassel in his palm for a long time before slowly tightening his grip, his expression softening.

“This was a gift from Feng Guang. I’m taking it back. You wouldn’t mind, would you?” His tone was asking as if he were seeking Yimu’s opinion.

By now, Yimu was too weak to resist. Realizing there was no escape, he saw no point in fearing anymore. He laughed bitterly and said, “You hate me, so you want to kill me and destroy the Xuan Sect. But even if you succeed, what then? Even if you kill me, the woman you love will never come back… Ah!”

A flash of cold light revealed that his left leg had been severed, and blood splattered everywhere. Yet, Yimu didn’t die immediately. He endured the unbearable pain and continued to sneer, “What? Did I hit a nerve? Looks like you didn’t find her in the Underworld. Maybe… she’s reincarnated and left you behind? Chu Yu… or should I call you Fang Yue? No matter how many years pass, your fate is always the same—abandoned. Twenty years ago, it was your parents. Twenty years later, it’s the woman you loved. See? You never had a choice. You killed your father, and now the woman you love will leave before you. This is the greatest revenge the heavens have on you!”

Fang Yue’s smile remained, but the coldness in his eyes slowly began to surface. He spoke, as casually as ever, “Perhaps Master was right.”

Soon after, Yimu’s other leg was severed as well.

Yimu’s face turned pale, and he couldn’t even let out a cry of pain.

“But I believe… I will find Feng Guang, and she will return to me,” Fang Yue said, raising the Han Yuan Sword and striking Yimu’s waist. The blood that erupted didn’t stain his white robes. He spoke softly, “I’ve given myself a deadline. Seven hundred years from now, if I haven’t found her… I will make this world return to chaos.”

“You… are insane…”

Before Pangu separated Heaven and Earth, the world was a blur of chaos, where neither humans nor demons existed. Now, for the sake of one woman, he planned to destroy the entire world!