CHAPTER 27: THE RAVAGER OF SILENCE
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HAZE VILLAGE — MIST BORDER ZONE
(ZAIRE PLANET)
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Morning light stretched across Haze Village like a soft golden veil.
The wind was calm.
The skies were clear.
Everything felt… normal.
Almost suspiciously normal.
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Inside a small wooden house at the edge of the village, life was quietly moving.
Xun Yu stood by the simple wooden counter, carefully preparing warm food. Steam rose gently from the bowls, filling the room with a faint comforting scent.
Wang Zhong leaned against the doorway, his eyes looking far beyond the village roads, as if watching something invisible in the distance.
Wang Shuang sat on the wooden steps outside, stretching lazily while yawning.
Wang Gao stood nearby, quietly sensing the surroundings out of habit, his expression calm but sharp.
And Wang Zhongyu—
the youngest among them—
sat at the table, eating peacefully without distraction.
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"…It's peaceful here," Wang Zhong said slowly.
His voice carried a faint relief that was rare for him.
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"Too peaceful," Wang Shuang replied with a lazy grin.
"…That kind of peace always comes before something annoying happens."
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Xun Yu gave a soft smile without turning.
"…After everything we've been through… maybe this is finally our break."
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For a moment, no one replied.
The house was warm.
The air was soft.
Even the tension in their hearts seemed to loosen slightly.
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Then—
A sudden voice shattered everything.
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"HELP!! PLEASE—LET ME IN!!"
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The voice was desperate.
Hoarse.
Panicked.
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Everyone in the house froze instantly.
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Wang Zhong's eyes narrowed.
"…Outside."
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One of the Wang clan members immediately moved toward the gate.
Step by step.
Cautious.
Prepared.
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He slowly opened the wooden fence.
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A figure collapsed inside instantly.
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An old man.
Covered in blood.
His breathing ragged.
His body trembling violently.
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He fell to his knees immediately.
"…Young masters… please…"
"…Save me…"
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Wang Zhong stepped forward slowly, his expression unreadable.
"…Leave."
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The elder shook violently.
His hands reached forward.
"…Please… I beg you…"
"…They will kill me…"
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Xun Yu stepped closer.
And the moment she saw his eyes—
she stopped.
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There was no deception.
No trick.
Only pure desperation and fear.
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"…Zhong," she said softly.
"…Let him in."
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Wang Zhong frowned deeply.
"…This could attract trouble."
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"I know," Xun Yu replied calmly.
"…But if we turn him away and he dies, what are we then?"
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Silence.
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Wang Zhong exhaled slowly.
"…Fine."
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The elder was quickly taken inside and hidden beneath the house.
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Minutes later—
Knock.
Knock.
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The atmosphere changed instantly.
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Wang Gao walked to the door.
Opened it calmly.
"…Good day, dao friends. What do you need?"
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Outside stood three men.
All wearing dark green armor etched with strange patterns.
Their presence felt wrong.
Heavy.
Like predators standing outside a fragile cage.
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One of them spoke coldly.
"…Have you seen an injured elder pass through here?"
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Wang Gao shook his head calmly.
"…No. I just woke up not long ago."
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The three men narrowed their eyes.
They scanned him.
The house.
The surroundings.
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"…He's not lying," one of them said.
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The others nodded slowly.
"…Let's go."
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They turned and left without another word.
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Wang Gao closed the door slowly.
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Inside—
silence returned.
But it felt heavier now.
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The elder was brought back out.
Xun Cheng treated his injuries carefully.
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Everyone gathered around the wooden table.
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Wang Shuang crossed his arms.
"…Start talking. Why are they hunting you?"
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The elder took a long breath.
His hands trembled as he raised them.
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A purple-silver pill appeared.
Radiating faint, strange energy.
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"…This is a Heaven Restoration Pill."
"…It can heal almost any injury… even cure soul poisoning…"
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His voice broke slightly.
"…I won it at an auction…"
"…For my wife…"
"…She was poisoned by a high-tier poison cultivator…"
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Silence filled the room.
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Wang Gao spoke calmly.
"…Then why are you still here?"
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The elder lowered his head.
"…My daughters…"
"…We were escaping together…"
"…But during the chase, we were separated…"
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His fists clenched tightly.
"…I cannot leave without them."
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Xun Cheng nodded slowly.
"…We will help you find them."
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The elder looked up in shock.
"…You will?"
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"…In exchange," Xun Cheng said, "you will assist us when we need you."
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The elder nodded immediately.
"…I agree."
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A contract was formed.
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THAT NIGHT
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Far away from the village—
in a cold void-like battlefield—
three armored men knelt.
Blood dripping from their mouths.
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Above them stood a man.
Fanli.
General of the Emerald Ravager Race.
A True Immortal at Boundless Foundation Stage.
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His eyes were cold.
Disappointed.
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"…Useless."
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He raised his hand slightly.
Gravity collapsed instantly.
The three men coughed violently.
Bones cracking.
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"…You couldn't even kill a fleeing elder."
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His voice was calm.
But it carried absolute judgment.
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"…Watch that village."
"…I will go myself."
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THE NEXT MORNING
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Wang Zhongyu stood outside the house.
Facing his parents.
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"I'm heading back to the sect."
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Xun Yu smiled gently.
"…Focus on your training."
"…And don't chase girls like your father."
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Wang Zhong laughed.
"…Our son won't become like me."
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They all smiled softly.
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Wang Zhongyu stepped forward and hugged them both tightly.
"…Don't worry."
"…I'll become strong."
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He stepped onto the chariot.
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"…Take care!" Xun Yu called.
"…You too!" he shouted back.
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The chariot moved away.
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He looked back one last time.
Smiling.
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Until they vanished into the distance.
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LATER THAT DAY
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Tea was served again.
Calm returned briefly.
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"…We leave soon," Xun Cheng said.
"…We will find the daughters."
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The elder nodded.
"…Thank you…"
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Then—
Everything stopped.
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Time froze.
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The steam above the tea halted mid-air.
Wind disappeared.
Sound vanished.
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A voice echoed.
Cold.
Heavy.
Absolute.
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"…Found you."
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Space tore open.
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A man stepped through the fence.
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Fanli.
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The pressure dropped instantly.
Everyone collapsed.
Blood spilled.
Bones trembled.
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"…So this is where you're hiding."
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His gaze swept across them.
Indifferent.
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One Wang clan member—
just thinking of resistance—
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Erased instantly.
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No body.
No trace.
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Gone.
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Fear exploded across the room.
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Wang Shuang clenched his fists.
"…What kind of monster…"
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Fanli looked at him calmly.
"…You are not even irrelevant."
"…You are absence pretending to exist."
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His voice was soft.
But suffocating.
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"…Tell me…"
"…Should I erase you slowly…"
"…or all at once?"
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No one could answer.
No one could move.
No one could even breathe properly.
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Fanli raised his hand slightly.
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Reality began to bend.
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"…Let's begin."