Chapter 532: Sir, You've Broken Your Word

Chapter 532: Sir, You've Broken Your Word

In the vast expanse of the azure sky, a middle-aged man with a commanding presence stood tall, his hands casually by his sides.

His hair was meticulously combed, displaying a mix of dark and white hues, and he wore a thick fur cloak with a variegated pattern of black and white.

His back was straight as a rod, and his gaze was as tranquil as still water.

Only when he took each step, his silhouette moved with a terrifying speed that seemed to cross thousands of rivers and mountains, revealing a hint of pursuit and killing intent.

The Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan, a top-tier force in West Hong, second only to the Dragon Palace.

Their clan leader was a renowned figure in the boundless waters and lands.

There were few things in the world that could make An Tingfeng feel flustered, and this current situation was one of them.

Even though this matter was indeed strange.

Using his authority as the clan leader, he had forcefully exhausted nearly seventy percent of the clan's power, sought help from North Hong, and finally managed to create the Treasure Moon Great Tomb, only to have it easily breached by someone.

Even if another Unification Realm cultivator had intervened, the Treasure Moon Soul Tranquilizing Array should have been able to hold out until he arrived, but it seemed to have inexplicably failed.

What was even more bizarre was that when he arrived, the tomb was still intact.

Of course, these matters were not important; even if the eighteen middle pillars of the clan had all perished, it didn't matter. He had never intended to let these tomb-guarding tiger demons leave the Treasure Moon Great Tomb.

This was the debt the Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan owed him.

The only thing he cared about was getting his little girl back.

Whether there was an insider or some other situation, for everyone except An Tingfeng, the most valuable thing in that tomb was the Treasure Moon Great Tomb itself.

The price to offend the Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan was not worth the gain from breaching the tomb.

They probably just wanted to negotiate.

At this thought, a trace of coldness flashed in An Tingfeng's eyes. Whatever they wanted, as long as he could provide it, he could give it to them... as long as they had the life to enjoy it.

He closed his eyes and began to trace the aura of that treasure.

He wondered what method the person who took his little girl had used to extract the incantation to control the treasure from her, and they had been constantly concealing their aura and resisting his pursuit.

Hmph, bullying a young and inexperienced junior.

An Tingfeng took another step forward, and his voice carried a growing chill, "Filthy scum, you deserve to be executed."

In the azure sky and blue sea, the variegated cloak fluttered in the wind, like a tiger descending from the mountain, its killing intent shook the heavens, and its carnivorous intent was unconcealed!

And at that moment—

The variegated cloak suddenly fell silent, and all traces of its previous dominance were gone.

An Tingfeng abruptly lifted his head and looked forward, his tranquil pupils gradually trembling and turning into a thin line.

The treasure that could withstand the attacks of a Unification Realm cultivator had inexplicably been unlocked... it was unlocked, not broken!

He knew that this final incantation, even his little girl had never taught it to the other party.

After all, to continue retaining the remnant soul, and for him to find a way to save his little girl, it might take a very long time, and this act of tampering with fate would inevitably cause some pain.

The other party was still young and had a naive personality; they might not be able to bear this pain and do something extreme that would break their clan's hearts.

These filthy scoundrels had come prepared! "How dare you!"

An Tingfeng finally lost his composure, and his roar shattered the air, quickly reverberating and shaking the sky, scattering the clouds, and raising thousand-foot waves! It contained an unmistakable intent to fight to the death.

Like a tiger's roar in the mountains, it intimidated all directions!

Nearby cultivators and demons from various factions looked towards the sky in shock.

They wondered what had happened to provoke the wrath of a Unification Realm colossus.

Underwater, Dragon Palace demon soldiers turned and dove into the deep, their faces grave as they reported back to their respective masters.

"Hmph!"

An Tingfeng panted heavily, if they only wanted to negotiate, then they had succeeded.

The uneasiness in his eyes intensified, turning into a faint, imperceptible fear.

It seemed like they weren't planning to stop...

What did these lunatics want? Speak up! Why weren't they responding to him?

...

Boom!

Shen Yi descended onto a floating island, and after the aura from the binding stone's enhancement dissipated, he could no longer sense that piercing gaze.

A powerful demon comparable to a Unification Realm cultivator could appear at any moment, and this thrilling feeling inevitably quickened his heartbeat.

He adjusted his breathing and looked at the little tiger demon in his hand.

Just now, the feeling of aura flowing through his palm had suddenly vanished.

"It's done," said the little tiger demon, still looking calm and indifferent.

In the tomb, she had nothing else to do but endure the torment of life and death. During the time when she almost fully regained her consciousness, she had been doing the same meaningless thing over and over.

That was to use the incantations to figure out how to break free from the treasure's restraints.

Of course, she never thought that this effort would ever be useful.

After all, she couldn't offer anything too valuable to make someone risk being hunted down by a Unification Realm-level demon to end her life.

"Thank you, sir."

The little tiger demon extended her dirty and smelly paw, and in it lay a small golden ring.

Shen Yi didn't hesitate to take it and put it on his wrist.

Such a precious treasure was probably rare even among the Southern Hong Seven Sons.

Yu Lan and You Chang stood silently by his side, and for the first time, they saw a glimmer of expectation and tension in the little tiger demon's eyes, something other than indifference.

"Of course."

Shen Yi squatted down and placed the little tiger demon on the ground, her palm suddenly landing on its neck.

Compared to the robust bodies of the tomb-guarding tiger demons, this young tiger demon's body was as fragile as a mortal's after losing the protection of the golden ring treasure.

But throughout Western Hong, there was probably no one daring enough to snap this neck.

"Huff..."

The little tiger demon's face finally showed a change, but its slightly labored breathing seemed more like fear of death than concern that Shen Yi might change her mind.

She stared at the white face, and as she felt the surging force from the slender fingers without hesitation, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The little tiger demon closed her eyes contentedly, and a sound like a young, hoarse mosquito buzz filled the air.

"Forgive me for causing you trouble, sir."

The next moment, a crisp sound of breaking bones echoed.

To ensure a fatal blow, Shen Yi even used the sharpness of her immortal sword body, directly shattering the tiger demon's limbs and bones, and shattering all its internal organs.

You Chang raised his eyebrows, feeling that the master was perhaps being too cautious. Was it necessary to be so meticulous in killing this tiger?

"..."

Yu Lan stared at Shen Yi's seemingly calm face, but she detected a hint of strangeness.

The master rarely showed signs of guilt, including now. If not for her keen observation, she wouldn't have caught the fleeting strangeness on that handsome face.

At this moment, it seemed like she was using this focused method to make up for something.

Indeed, there was a similarity between the two.

They both preferred to show a calm expression, hiding their subtle emotions.

Yu Lan had some guesses about this.

If one couldn't force themselves to become an unfeeling object, it would be difficult to endure the terrifying time span of tens of thousands of years during cultivation.

With such intense emotional fluctuations, it was easier to fall into madness.

"..."

Shen Yi stood up, extracted the demon soul from the binding stone, and began to gather demonic origin energy, infusing it into the young tiger demon's soul.

When one origin energy was absorbed—

A hint of surprise flashed through Shen Yi's eyes.

【Bright Moon Frost Tiger (Immortal): An Yi】

This was the first time he had seen this new suffix, and it seemed unrelated to his demonic origin energy. Perhaps it was because this soul had absorbed too much of the soul-continuing treasure?

Of course, this wasn't particularly surprising.

Although there was the 'Immortal' suffix, there was no realm mentioned before it.

As for only consuming one origin energy, it might be because this tiger demon didn't have much memorable past.

It seemed to have survived for ten thousand years, but in reality, there was little difference from when it was born.

Named 'An Yi', but it didn't seem to live up to its name.

But what truly caused Shen Yi's face to change slightly was that only one origin energy was consumed, indicating that the tiger demon hadn't endured a long period of origin energy torment.

This meant...

Shen Yi reached out and merged the demon soul into the binding stone.

The originally tall and majestic tiger demon binding stone quickly began to shrink, eventually becoming four feet tall.

The grayish-white stone surface gradually gained color, and the small white horse-faced skirt swayed gently. Two white, round wrists hung casually.

On the red-lipped, white-toothed face, a pair of watery eyes slowly opened.

She stared at Shen Yi in a daze, pondering for a long time before finally asking in a youthful voice, "Sir... What about the death you promised me?"

You Chang stared in surprise.

This was the first time he had seen a binding stone come out and not address the master, but instead call him 'sir'.

He, as the binding stone, understood better than anyone the life-and-death power Shen Yi held over them. With just a thought, even the most powerful demon soul would instantly dissipate.

Even if this little tiger demon had possibly surpassed the level of White Jade Capital, there would be no exceptions.

"..."

Yu Lan coughed twice and quickly averted her gaze.

She never questioned the master's decisiveness, but this was the first time she saw the master being unreasonable.

Although it was a pinnacle of cultivation for cultivators and demons to reason with each other, this young tiger demon was slightly different.

After all, in essence, it hadn't truly been born into this world yet. As for enjoying the resources obtained by the Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan through killing and seizing, tsk, anyone with a sound mind wouldn't consider being confined in a cold tomb, enduring daily torture, as 'enjoyment'.

Shen Yi stood up, closed her eyes, and placed her fingertips on her forehead.

A

She opened her eyes, lifted her palm in silence, and gestured to the girl in front of her.

"So that's how it is. I misunderstood you, sir." An Yi bowed slightly with a hint of apology, then turned and stepped onto the purple aura rainbow.

The other party had not broken their promise; it just wasn't over yet.

S

Watching the city gates open slightly, with purple aura swirling, soon turning into thick golden light, An Yi remained unmoved.

Perhaps she didn't understand, or perhaps she didn't care, but the changes that made the other demon binding stones tremble with fear didn't affect her at all.

She just wanted to finish this journey as soon as possible and end everything.

When the golden light filled her vision, with no trace of purple remaining, An Yi walked straight into the city.

A steep hill came into view.

She stood at the edge of the cliff, looking around in confusion.

Then, she felt a will emanating from the sky.

She said, "Are you willing to die?"

As creatures of the world, the instinct to survive is innate.

To sever the desire for life, one needs other experiences to support it, and there must be a reason to sincerely and wholeheartedly embrace death.

This hurdle might be an insurmountable threshold for Shen Yi, as what had driven him all the way from Boyun County to Western Hong was his strong instinct for survival!

But after listening, An Yi pursed her lips, making her youthful face appear both shy and well-behaved.

She looked up at the sky, and in a soft voice, she said, "Thank you."

The sky: "..."

The little girl's vibrant colors gradually faded, and her petite figure stood atop a mountain cliff, quickly turning into a stone statue.

From start to finish, her body didn't show any signs of resistance, even though it contained power comparable to that of a Fusion Dao expert.

She merely hung her arms by her sides until her watery eyes lost their luster.

...

Shen Yi was about to mobilize the demon spirit's lifespan, but his movement suddenly halted.

【Western Palace Lord: Bright Moon Frost Tiger, An Yi】

This was probably the most worry and life-saving moment out of the four tribulations he had experienced.

"My lord."

You Chang suddenly stepped forward, rolled up his sleeve, and revealed his arm covered in scales. The muscles on his arm were twitching uncontrollably.

"You should leave now."

Yu Lan reacted a little slower, but soon she also turned around abruptly and looked towards the empty sky.

The azure feathered silk gown began to flutter without any wind, and the movement became more exaggerated, making her seem as if she were in the midst of a storm, struggling to even maintain her stance.

At this moment, an invisible ripple rapidly expanded.

Then, a deafening tiger's roar echoed through the sky!

"ROAR!!!"

The colorful tiger, resembling a mountain range, finally revealed its form. Its solid muscles contained unimaginable power, and it crossed the sky, its ferocious face quickly transforming into that of a middle-aged man.

By the time it stood above the floating island, it had transformed back into its original form, wearing a large cloak.

"Give her back! Return her to me!"

An Tingfeng didn't waste any words, his cold eyes fixed on the few figures below, quickly locking onto the tall and handsome youth among them.

As the leader of his clan, he only needed a glance to understand who was in charge.

"What do you want, sir? Just say it directly."

An Tingfeng forced himself to suppress his emotions, but his trembling fingertips betrayed his excitement.

As a demon comparable to a Fusion Dao expert, being so polite to a few White Jade Capital experts was astonishing and almost unbelievable, even making him seem somewhat humble.

But just a hint of killing intent...

...caused even the most heartless You Chang to shudder instinctively. His subtle movement didn't attract An Tingfeng's attention, but the small tiger corpse revealed behind him made the Fusion Dao expert freeze in his tracks.

"..."

An Tingfeng suddenly stopped talking.

He turned his gaze back to Shen Yi.

He carefully scanned Shen Yi's pale face, then his ink robe, and finally stopped at the beautifully patterned golden ring on his wrist.

"Actually... we can discuss anything... for something like this... I can find you another one..."

An Tingfeng took a deep breath. He didn't quite understand why this young cultivator could remain so calm in his presence.

The other party might indeed have a powerful background and meticulous plans, as it was absurd for them to break into his Treasure Moon Great Tomb with such a ragtag group.

But this scoundrel might have underestimated his love for his daughter.

A complex smile appeared on An Tingfeng's face. Even if the Western Dragon King himself came, he would never let this person leave today.

"I'm not asking for mercy."

"Since you like that tomb so much, I'll take you back there and let you experience what it means to be unable to escape death."

An Tingfeng had clearly lost his rationality, baring his white teeth and laughing with a strange sound.

Yu Lan and You Chang exchanged a glance and took a step forward.

Even if they could only withstand one palm each, as guardians of the spirit stone, this was something they had to do.

However, their actions, as seen by An Tingfeng, only made his laughter more grating.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly bent down and, in front of this Fusion Dao expert, placed the tiger corpse into his ring.

Then, he lifted his head and spoke calmly, "So you also know that it's impossible to escape death."

Shen Yi didn't really like people who sought death easily, as he himself was an extreme existence in the opposite direction.

But everything has its context.

After all, one cannot understand the suffering of others.

To be able to face death calmly during a heavenly tribulation, even he, with his thick-skinned nature, would find it difficult to persuade the other party.

Of course, he also didn't have the heart to criticize this Fusion Dao expert, as he himself had just done something equally shameless. It was just a passing remark.

As his words fell, the laughter in the sky abruptly stopped.

An Tingfeng clenched his fingers tightly, and his originally dignified eyes were now bloodshot, his voice hoarse, "You foul-mouthed brat, if you like talking, then talk slowly. Rest assured, we have all the time in the world. You can keep repeating yourself in that tomb."

Hearing this, Shen Yi withdrew his gaze and gently rubbed the golden ring on his wrist.

Then, he turned around and said indifferently, "Keep it for yourself."

As An Tingfeng clenched his palm, the entire floating island rolled up, transforming into a hundred-meter-tall wall. With the reinforcement of his aura, even with You Chang's formidable demonic body, it would be difficult to move the wall even with all his might.

But Shen Yi merely watched quietly.

She watched as the floating islands in the surroundings slowly descended, once again covering the waters.

"..."

She took in the arrogant figure of the youth, who was at the peak of his arrogance.

Even the disciples of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, those Daozi, would probably not dare to act so boldly, displaying such arrogance before her when they were alone.

An Tingfeng's eyebrows twitched, and he instinctively turned his head to look back.

Then, his pupils instantly froze.

He saw that above the clouds, the snow-white horse-faced skirt gently swayed.

The delicate girl in white looked down at the land and water below, first looking at Shen Yi with confusion. She didn't know why, but ever since her master had cut off his own neck, he rarely looked directly at her, and even seemed more accustomed to showing her his back.

But soon, her gaze fell upon the middle-aged man in the variegated cloak.

An Yi's eyes filled with emotions that even she herself wasn't entirely clear about.

In her mind, she seemed to hear the shrill cries that had echoed in the dark tomb many years ago.

Father—

I feel so terrible!

Father! Please spare me!

She didn't know when, but those cries had never been heard again.

"..."

An Tingfeng seemed to not notice the nearly tangible resentment in his daughter's eyes.

Instead, the madness on his face quickly faded, replaced by deep affection as he murmured, "So similar... almost exactly the same."

Just as he had imagined.

There were indeed two people in the world who looked so alike.

He had kept the other's remains precisely to revive her one day and see her transform.

He had thought today was a moment of despair, but fortunately, Heaven took pity and directly fulfilled his heart's desire.

"Considering all the years your father has spent on you, I don't ask for your gratitude, but please listen to me and come back with me, stay by my side, okay?"

An Tingfeng's voice suddenly softened.

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on An Yi's face.

In the midst of his deep affection, there was not a trace of it directed at her.

"Okay."

An Yi nodded lightly, and the horse-faced skirt on her body gradually turned pitch-black, like a drop of ink on a blue sky.

The next moment, she suddenly disappeared from her original spot.

When she reappeared, her delicate palm fiercely struck An Tingfeng's chest!

The overflowing aura swirled wildly, the howling sound nearly shattering everything around, creating an extremely rare terrifying scene in the entire Western Flood Domain.

Even though one of the auras was still somewhat immature.

But this was indeed two giants comparable to the Unification Realm fighting!

Caught off guard, An Tingfeng was blasted away. He forcefully stabilized his body and looked down at the torn wound on his chest, then raised his head in a daze, a sinister smile curling on his lips.

"If a child is not taught, it is the father's fault."

"Yi'er, you're too unruly."

Looking at the approaching shadow, a terrifying tiger face illusion suddenly appeared on An Tingfeng's face.

He casually blasted out a palm strike, needing no special techniques; with just his thick demonic power, he had already reached a level that shocked the world.

Facing the palm wind that tore through the Western Flood waters, the black-gowned maiden did not dodge or evade. Her eyes were only on An Tingfeng's chest wound, and her sole thought was to completely tear open that gash and crush the heart within.

In the surging palm wind, her skin cracked, revealing a stone-like appearance.

But the hand she extended was incredibly steady.

However, even between Unification Realm experts, the disparity was extremely obvious.

An Tingfeng's eyelids twitched, as if afraid of harming this familiar body, and he forcefully retracted his palm wind while simultaneously reaching for the delicate neck of his opponent!

He was prepared to capture this girl, even at the cost of his own injuries.

As for An Yi, she didn't seem to care about these things; whether it was her stone body shattering or losing her life, nothing was as important as the bloody scent from the middle-aged man's chest.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the qualifications to control this Spirit Stone.

In an instant, her entire delicate body turned into flowing light and swept away.

"Huh!"

An Tingfeng stared blankly ahead, instinctively waving his palm. He saw that the mountains and rivers across the waters were all grabbed and brought over to block the flowing light.

Unfortunately, in just the blink of an eye, the flowing light completely disappeared from sight.

He abruptly looked down, and in that moment, they had already disappeared without a trace.

"Come back! Come back to me!"

The sharp roar echoed again.

Having used the technique to move mountains and seas, he had already alarmed the owner of this area.

As black-backed dragon servants appeared, their cluster revealed a plump figure stepping out of the waves.

"An Tingfeng, what are you doing?"

Jade Mountain Dragon Consort's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked in the direction of the roar.

However, the Bright Moon Frost Tiger Clan leader completely ignored her, his benefactor, and stared fixedly ahead: "I will find you! I will kill you!"

"You filthy scum, just wait for me!!"

"..."

Jade Mountain Dragon Consort had no interest in arguing with a clearly insane Unification Realm beast.

As long as he didn't continue causing trouble, that was fine.

She merely frowned slightly, wondering what had happened to make this tiger beast so furious.

That boy with the excessive killing intent should restrain himself and listen to advice; no matter what grudges he had, he shouldn't provoke the Frost Tiger Clan at this time.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She couldn't afford to get involved right now.

(End of Chapter)

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