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Chapter 768: Do You Regret It? 【Extra Chapter by Ah Tu Alliance Leader】
Chapter 768: Do You Regret It? 【Extra Chapter by Ah Tu Alliance Leader】
In Fang Che's mind, the names on the stone wall continued to flow slowly, like a series of majestic and fearless faces, forming a river of time in front of him, with righteous energy soaring to the heavens.
"My predecessors, if it were you, after the battle in the Mystic Realm, returning home with glory, only to witness your wife being brutally murdered at the city gates. My predecessors, what would you do?"
Fang Che muttered to himself.
The majestic faces remained unchanged, and their sharp gazes pierced through the ages, illuminating Fang Che's face.
"Just like you, for the sake of the continent, I do whatever it takes without regret or hesitation. I give my all without a second thought!"
Fang Che's heart spoke, "But if something like this happens, no matter what I do, I won't have any regrets in my heart!"
"Do you agree?"
Of course, Fang Che received no response.
However, regardless of whether he received an answer or not, he had no intention of regretting.
I will do what I must, because I choose to do it.
I will avenge my grudges, because I choose to do so!
There is no conflict!
A sense of killing intent rose clearly from his body.
A feeling of dizziness washed over him.
Sun Wutian had returned.
Fang Che did not resist.
Suddenly, his entire person vanished from the study.
He entered Sun Wutian's realm.
...
The dark fog was boundless.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Wraiths danced wildly.
A river of blood flowed.
Fang Che was startled as soon as he entered.
Before him was a scene straight out of hell.
A person with a weak heart would likely collapse on the spot upon witnessing this.
"Master, this..."
Fang Che grimaced.
"It's just a temporary illusion," Sun Wutian said nonchalantly. "You saw those when you entered earlier. Just penetrate this layer of ghost fog, and you'll be there. But the Murong Clan members are not worthy of seeing my true power. Letting them see hell is already a blessing for them."
"As the Master says," Fang Che replied.
Sun Wutian waved his hand.
The ghost fog parted, revealing a small area.
Inside, fifteen people lay motionless.
"The key figures of the Murong Clan are all here. I've sealed their cultivation!"
Sun Wutian said indifferently, "You can do as you please with them."
"Thank you, Master," Fang Che said. "Please let them wake up, Master."
Sun Wutian let out a sinister laugh and waved his hand casually.
Then, he transformed into black fog and disappeared.
...
Murong Qingyu and the others slowly regained consciousness, immediately realizing that they had no strength in their bodies.
At this moment, everyone was extremely weak, lacking even the strength of an ordinary person.
The person controlling them had infused their tendons and meridians with spirit energy, rendering them limp and powerless.
The fifteen people opened their eyes, struggled to sit up, and their eyes were filled with terror.
Where were they?
The surrounding dark mist rose, and malevolent spirits appeared and disappeared. Beside them was a river, gurgling with blood upon closer inspection.
Along the riverbank were small mountains made of piled-up white bones.
Countless black mists rose from the white bone mountains, condensing in the air, and malevolent spirits continued to materialize.
Whatever face they thought of appeared before them.
Everyone's hair stood on end...
But with their muscles and bones limp, they couldn't move, let alone resist.
The wailing of ghosts and gods echoed, and the dark fog churned as several malevolent spirits with bared teeth and claws pounced upon them.
They pounced directly towards the crowd.
"Ahh!"
A middle-aged man screamed, his eyes bulging, almost popping out of their sockets. He desperately kicked his body backwards with his feet.
"Ahh... Spare me... I didn't do anything... Ahh..."
He had experienced many things and had a stable mind.
First, they needed to determine if they were dead or alive.
Pinching and squeezing himself hard, he could feel the pain.
So he was still alive?
Several people exchanged glances, paying no heed to the malevolent spirits charging towards them.
As expected, the spirits vanished upon reaching their faces.
"Stop!" Murong Qingyu shouted, his voice booming, "Stop screaming! We're still alive! This is an illusion!"
The group roared in anger.
Gradually, everyone calmed down.
However, three people continued to repent and kowtow incessantly, unmoved by others' attempts to persuade them.
Several people joined forces to grab them, and they knocked their heads together, causing them to pass out.
Finally, some peace was achieved, but everyone was exhausted, panting heavily.
"Where are we? Isn't this where Wutian Blade Demon captured us?"
Murong Qingyu furrowed his brows.
"Where's the demon?"
Everyone shook their heads.
The malevolent spirits continued to materialize, desperately pouncing, one after another, even though they knew it was an illusion, but their hearts still tightened with tension.
Cold sweat dripped from their palms.
Then, at that moment, everyone remembered that their homes had been slaughtered by Sun Wutian. The image of blood-soaked grounds, their relatives' flesh and blood flying, suddenly flooded their minds, resurfacing their memories.
Murong Qingyu's face turned pale.
A mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly trembled as he stood up, "Sun Wutian! What grudge do you hold against my Murong family? Why are you so heartless and cruel, massacring over ten thousand lives of my Murong family?"
"You butcher!"
"Executioner!"
"Heartless devil!"
Knowing that there was no hope for justice, Murong Qingyu mustered the courage to curse freely.
A cold voice rose, "You bear no grudge against Sun Wutian. No amount of cursing will help."
"Who are you?"
Murong Qingyu spun around, "Who's there?"
No one appeared.
Murong Qingyu, enraged, shouted, "You say we bear no grudge against Sun Wutian, then who do we have a grudge against? Why such a massive blood debt?"
"Because you bear a grudge against me."
A black-robed figure emerged from the dark fog, his handsome features and graceful demeanor contrasting with his eyes, cold as ancient ice, as he stared at Murong Qingyu.
"Fang Tu?"
Murong Qingyu was taken aback and blurted out.
The other conscious members of the Murong family were also surprised, wondering why Fang Tu was there.
"It's me. Why is the Murong family head surprised? Isn't this normal?"
Fang Che slowly approached, dragging a chair to sit down.
With a cold gaze, he looked at Murong Qingyu and said, "Murong family head, I really don't understand why you're surprised. Your entire family is dead, and you don't even know it?"
Murong Qingyu's breathing grew heavy, his eyes filled with hatred as he gritted his teeth, "Fang Tu, I knew you were a demon from the sect!"
Fang Che smiled faintly, scratching his ear, "Murong Qingyu, does it matter now? Your entire family is dead, and even you, the last of them, will soon die."
Murong Qingyu's forehead veins bulged.
"Fang Tu, my family is dead, but your concubine is also dead. Are you happy?"
Fang Che replied calmly, "You're right, that's why your family is dead. Do you understand?"
His words were like a thunderclap.
The Murong family members stared in disbelief, "This... is this your revenge?"
Fang Che revealed a toothy smile, "So I specifically came to ask you, now that your family is dead, are you happy? Regretful? Satisfied?"
Bloodlust flashed in his eyes.
Their answer was an acknowledgment of the truth.
The word 'revenge' explained everything.
He breathed a sigh of relief, "So it was you!"
Although Jinjiao Jiao's guidance was infallible, Fang Che needed to confirm it himself.
"It was you! Because of this!"
Murong Qingyu's face contorted, howling, "Fang Tu, you lost just one concubine, and you sent Sun Wutian to annihilate my entire family? Are you still human? Are you still human?!"
"Don't blame others for your own actions."
Fang Che smiled, leaning forward to look at Murong Qingyu's face, "Anyway, I'm glad your family is dead. Murong Qingyu, you can scream and curse more, be more sorrowful. I can listen and enjoy watching. The more you suffer, the happier I am."
This was the Murong family's initial intention towards Fang Che.
To make him grieve, suffer, and be in pain, to the point of not wanting to live! This was the Murong family's revenge, and now, the same revenge had befallen them.
Murong Qingyu and the others truly felt the agony of their hearts burning.
Because their family was truly gone!
Completely eradicated!
Murong Qingyu clenched his teeth and asked, "But before that, how did you know it was us? Fang Tu, I don't believe you have such divine powers!"
(End of Chapter)
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