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Chapter 692 - Chapter 692 Meiyun Won’t Die So Easily

Accompanied by the clear sound of the bracelet falling to the ground.

Tang Yu flew out of the Arena, and looking at Xiao Juele, he laughed.

"Congratulations, senior, on reaching a new realm. From now on, your practice will flow as easily as drinking water, and ascending to the heavenly world is just around the corner."

"Maybe."

Xiao Juele was still holding Fang Meiyun's heart in his hand, but the heart had already begun to wither slowly, until, finally, with a gentle breeze, it faded away between heaven and earth.

With his face half bright and half dark, tilted at a 45-degree angle upwards, he murmured, "The demon in my heart has been eliminated, but why does my heart hurt so much?"

"Because the senior has not yet let go of that feeling. Killing the wife to reach the Dao is real, but the pain is also real."

Tang Yu said with a smile from the side.

Hearing this, Xiao Juele nodded slightly, touched his chest with his hand, and said firmly:

"I will live well for Meiyun, and I will see the highest landscape of the heavenly world."

As they conversed, they finally noticed the commotion at the foot of the mountain.

After discovering that the soul plate of the sect leader had suddenly broken.

The disciples and elders who had followed Fang Meiyun when leaving the Maiden Sect flew up one by one.

"Senior, what happened to our sect master? Why is her soul plate...?"

One of the elders from the Golden Core realm was about to ask.

Xiao Juele raised his hand and cast a technique, and in an instant, dozens of people turned into a cloud of blood.

After exterminating that group, Xiao Juele felt a little more relieved.

These days, he had to endure that group of ugly women saying disgusting things.

That when their sect became strong, they would expel all male cultivators from the Nine Heavens Continent, that they would exterminate all the men in the world to reach the Dao, as if all men were the murderers of their mothers.

This left Xiao Juele somewhat confused.

If they hate male cultivators so much, why do they talk about them every single day?

As for expelling and exterminating all the men from the continent, that made no sense.

The higher the level, the fewer female cultivators there are, and at the top, most are men.

What will these useless women use to exterminate male cultivators?

"Senior, do you want these storage rings and other things? If you don't want them, I'll take them, eh?"

Since he was there, Tang Yu pointed to the items scattered on the ground and asked with a smile.

"Keep them, I've fulfilled my wish, I bid you farewell."

Xiao Juele had no interest in those things, he waved briefly and left at an astonishing speed.

Tang Yu, without the slightest courtesy, began to clean the battlefield, taking everything of value.

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, in a small village, a farmer was feeding the pigs in the pen.

"Damn useless beast, you eat so much every day and don't give birth properly."

"The sow from the Liu family gave birth to thirteen at once, you not even half, I'm raising you to…"

As he was feeding, the farmer cursed, and gradually became angrier, until he grabbed a stick and hit the sow.

The old sow squealed in pain, and after a couple of screams, suddenly fell to the ground.

This startled the farmer, who quickly went into the pen to check what had happened to the sow.

In the sow's previously murky eyes, a hint of confusion appeared.

Moments later, that confusion transformed into a cold hatred. Taking advantage of the farmer being bent down, she charged and knocked him to the ground.

The farmer, already old, hit his head against the stone wall when he fell, losing consciousness instantly.

But the sow didn't intend to leave him alive and charged at him brutally again.

After several charges, the farmer, still unconscious, was beaten to death.

After killing him, the old sow ran toward the thick forest near the village.

Upon reaching a stream, the sow stopped by the water, looked at her reflection, and her porcine face became even more twisted and filled with resentment.

It was Fang Meiyun, murdered by Xiao Juele!

She had cultivated several divine survival techniques, and this was one of them: she needed to fuse a thread of her soul with a vital treasure for one hundred years.

Once dead, that thread of soul could successfully escape, ensuring one last chance of survival.

After being killed by Xiao Juele, her residual soul appeared there.

In that state of extreme weakness, she used her last strength to possess that old sow.

"Xiao Juele, if I don't kill you, I, Fang Meiyun, will not be worthy of being human!"

"When all the men in the world are dead, then I, Fang Meiyun, will ascend to the heavenly world!"

After roaring several times in her heart, the hatred in Fang Meiyun's heart grew even stronger.

Now she had lost all her cultivation! She would even have to cultivate this pig body until she achieved a human form!

Sitting by the stream, she had no choice but to activate her cultivation technique, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to the maximum, to start the cultivation path anew.

At the moment Fang Meiyun swore by the Great Dao.

All the men of the Nine Heavens Continent felt an inexplicable chill.

Even Tang Yu, who had already returned to the Hehuan Sect, was no exception.

At that moment, he was discussing a matter with Liu Yanan.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you shuddering?"

Seeing this guy suddenly shiver while they were talking, Liu Yanan asked in confusion.

"I don't know, maybe someone is cursing me?"

Tang Yu rubbed his nose and said, "That doesn't make sense, I'm kind to everyone and never make enemies, who would be so evil as to curse me behind my back?"

"The ones who made enemies with you, you already killed, right?"

Liu Yanan let out a cold laugh. This guy went out and killed Fang Meiyun, and still manages to act like nothing happened.

"That has nothing to do with me, it was their own emotional problems."

Tang Yu quickly denied such slander; he only collaborated a little. At most, his responsibility in her death was one percent.

"Enough, enough, stop changing the subject. Give me that mask, I want to take a look."

Liu Yanan waved her hand, interrupting his nonsense, and asked for the mask.

Tang Yu handed her the mask. He had been studying it quite a bit on the way, and found that, although it didn't seem like a magical treasure, inside there was something similar to a forbidden restriction.

After examining it for a while, Liu Yanan frowned and said:

"The restrictions inside this resemble those from ancient times, but they are more complex. To be honest, I've never seen anything like this. It's unclear what it's for, but it might have to do with space. Why don't you ask the ancestor?"

He had quite a bit of knowledge about restrictions, but this was beyond his understanding.

"No, if I go again, he'll give me a beating. He already said not to bother him over any nonsense."

Tang Yu immediately shook his head. The ancestor, focused on his seclusion, was already somewhat irritated after several of his interruptions.

"So what are you going to do about this?"

"I'll try it myself."

Tang Yu thought for a moment and decided to give it a try. He even suspected that this mask might be the main body of the system.

"I'll cover for you in the meantime."

Liu Yanan was also very curious about the mask, so she told Tang Yu not to worry.

Nodding, Tang Yu put on the mask.

As soon as he activated the mask with his true energy.

The next second, Tang Yu discovered that the environment had transformed into a strange space.

Under his feet was a dark void, and in the sky, a sun and moon spun endlessly. Countless meteors fell and exploded, faintly lighting up the space.

In the center, where Tang Yu was, there were twelve thrones arranged around.

The thrones were of different shapes, and one of them gave Tang Yu a strange sense of familiarity.

With a simple thought, his body instantly appeared in that throne.

"Eh? Another newbie?"

Just as Tang Yu sat on the throne, a figure appeared on the throne closest to him: a Taoist in a blue robe carrying a sword on his back.

The Taoist's face was also covered by the same mask.

However, his throne was quite strange, made of white skulls.

But those skulls weren't dead, every so often...

They opened their mouths and moved, with white flames burning in their eye sockets.

Tang Yu watched closely and saw that the flames contained the souls of cultivators.

Burned by those flames, the souls writhed in pain, their faces completely distorted by suffering, yet unable to make any sound.

"What a problem."

That was his internal assessment. Then, smiling, he asked, "Senior, is there any explanation for this? It's my first time, I don't understand anything."

"Did you kill the previous owner of the mask?"

The Taoist asked, smiling.

"I didn't kill him, but the mask is mine now."

Tang Yu answered honestly.

"It doesn't matter, we actually don't care who the next owner of the mask is. All the owners of these masks have changed."

The Taoist laughed and pointed to his own mask: "I've worn this mask for over three thousand years without it changing owners, don't you think that's impressive?"

"Impressive, impressive, very impressive."

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