A coercion spread over Ye Shaohan, and an invisible wall of energy enveloped the entire Divine Thunder Sect. Even the fleeing Divine Thunder Sect disciples were blocked by this wall of energy.
Screams wafted out, and the people in the inner city looked at the location of the Divine Thunder Sect in horror, and the pungent smell of blood also floated out.
Dressed in white clothes like snow, Ye Shaohan's figure floated like a ghost among the chaotic crowd, easily taking away lives.
White clothes are not stained with blood, and the entire Divine Thunder Sect has claimed more than 500 lives. In Ye Shaohan's eyes, killing one person is also killing, and killing 500 people is also killing, so he never knows mercy.
When night fell quietly, the massacre came to an end.
Putting away the long sword, which was already stained with blood, Ye Shaohan glanced at the corpses on the ground. Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly and floated up.
The wall of energy that enveloped the Divine Thunder Sect also dissipated. Ye Shaohan raised his sword, and the sword shadow filled the sky again, covering the entire void.
With a sword strike, sword shadows filled the sky, and the seemingly majestic building was instantly reduced to ashes.
Its terrifying soul power filled the air. After realizing that the Divine Thunder Sect had no life breath, Ye Shaohan took several palms and his terrifying Suzaku Fire surged out.
Even though the winter is freezing, these broken attics will start to hiss and burn as soon as they are exposed to the fire of Suzaku.
Under the night, in the thunderous city, countless pairs of eyes were paying attention to the situation of the Divine Thunder Sect. When they caught a glimpse of the fire that filled the sky, everyone sighed slightly.
The Divine Thunder Sect was playing tricks. What was quite dramatic was that the Lei Dong Sect was destroyed by Ye Shaohan, and so was the Divine Thunder Sect.
A raging fire broke out, and the continuous buildings of Shen Lei Sect were all shrouded in flames.
Seeing a glimpse of the Divine Thunder Sect below that was in ruins, Ye Shaohan slowly closed his eyes and his soul power spread out.
Ye Shaohan did not know where the Lin family was.
However, with his strong soul power, Ye Shaohan was still extremely easy to detect Lin Zhiyun's aura.
With his feet slightly stepped, Ye Shaohan's figure was like a spring breeze, blowing across the sky and finally dissipating.
Compared with the panic situation of other aristocratic families, the Lin family now seems to be showing a vibrant scene.
After burying the children of the Lin family who died in the battle, Lin Zhiyun and others also returned to the Lin family. Lin Zhiyun just responded lightly to Lin Ba's nagging questions.
After sending Lin Ba away, Lin Zhiyun took Aunt Liu and others to the attic.
There are some jade beads carved on the stones around the exquisite attic. As night falls quietly, these jade beads emit a faint white light.
Standing at the top of the attic, Lin Zhiyun frowned slightly and looked at the sky with a slight worry. That direction was the direction of the Divine Thunder Sect.
The cold wind of late winter was extremely cold, and Lin Zhiyun's thin gauze clothes rustled. Under the reflection of the jade light, Lin Zhiyun's figure looked so weak.
Aunt Liu put on a cloak for Lin Zhiyun and said softly: "Miss, there is no need to worry, Mr. Sui's strength is enough to deal with the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect!"
"Yeah!" She responded softly, but Lin Zhiyun's slightly frowned brows were still furrowed. When she caught a glimpse of the burst of fire on the horizon, Lin Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
The wind and snow stopped at some point, the clouds and mist in the sky were drifting with the wind, and the pale moonlight fell on the snow on the ground.
As night fell quietly, the entire Lei Dong City became quiet, and so did the Lin family.
Standing in the attic, Lin Zhiyun could hear not only the sound of the wind, but also the snoring coming from around her.
With her eyes slightly lowered, when she saw that the lights were still on in the attic where Lin Ba lived, Lin Zhiyun whispered: "Is father still awake?"
"Because the young master has not returned, the head of the family has been waiting!" Aunt Liu whispered.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun sighed slightly and said to another woman: "Aunt Huang, go and tell father to rest early. The injuries he suffered today are not light!"
"Yes, Miss!" The woman smiled politely and was about to turn around, but unexpectedly Lin Zhiyun continued: "Also, tell your father that the master doesn't like to deal with strangers and ask him to put away his thoughts!"
Lin Zhiyun was extremely smart, so how could she not know Lin Ba's plan, which was to use Ye Shaohan to intimidate the other aristocratic families in Lei Dong City.
After the woman surnamed Huang left, Lin Zhiyun sighed slightly.
"Miss, I just want to use the intimidation power generated by Mr. Sui in this battle!" Aunt Liu has followed Lin Zhiyun for several years, how could she not know Lin Zhiyun's thoughts.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun sighed slightly, took a few steps forward, caught a glimpse of the silver moon in the sky, and said lightly: "Master is kind to me, how can I let my father take advantage of me!"
After saying that, a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded from the sky.
Lin Zhiyun and Aunt Liu suddenly raised their heads and looked. In their sights, a thin figure emerged, and it was Ye Shaohan.
Floating in the sky, Ye Shaohan noticed Lin Zhiyun below and smiled at Lin Zhiyun and the two.
Lin Zhiyun suddenly found that the figure in the sky had disappeared. With just a blink of an eye, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared above the attic. His white clothes were still like snow, without a drop of blood.
Standing next to Lin Zhiyun, Ye Shaohan and Lin Zhiyun stood side by side.
Seeing this, Aunt Liu bowed slightly to Ye Shaohan, quietly stepped aside and entered the attic.
Above the attic, the two figures stood in the wind, their martial robes making a hunting sound. After a long time, Ye Shaohan said: "Why don't you ask about the situation of the Divine Thunder Sect?"
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled politely, looked at the dancing lights in the distance, and said softly: "Since master is here, then the Divine Thunder Sect will naturally no longer exist!"
With a slight smile, the long sword in Ye Shaohan's hand slipped off and was stuck on the stone slab. Under the pale moonlight, the long sword stained red with blood looked so shocking.
With her eyes slightly lowered, Lin Zhiyun glanced at the bloody sword, and her body trembled. The killing intent contained in this sharp sword made her heart beat with fear.
How many people's blood has this sword stained with? How many lives has this sword taken away?
Moving her eyes slightly, Lin Zhiyun once again looked at the lights in the distance, her mood was peaceful.
Taking off the wine flask from his waist, Ye Shaohan took a casual sip and murmured softly: "Zhiyun, are you saying that destroying the Divine Thunder Sect is too much?"
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled politely, her eyes still falling on the lights in the distance, and said softly: "Master, there used to be an ancient bridge between the inner city and the outer city of Lei Dong City. That ancient bridge has been in danger for hundreds of years.
It looked as if it could collapse at any time, and a city citizen happened to pass by the ancient bridge one day. However, when he walked to the middle of the ancient bridge, he found that the ancient bridge under his feet was shaking and was about to collapse!"
Having said this, Lin Zhiyun glanced at Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan did not interrupt Lin Zhiyun and stood quietly aside to listen. "Master, if that person was you, what would you do? Go back or go forward?" Shuiling eyes said.
Lin Zhiyun asked as she blinked lightly.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan took a casual sip and said with a chuckle: "Naturally, go forward. We've already walked halfway, so why go back!"
"Yes! If we have already walked halfway, wouldn't it be stupid to give up halfway?" Lin Zhiyun chuckled: "The Divine Thunder Sect has been destroyed, and there is no point in going too far, isn't it?"
With a faint smile, Ye Shaohan glanced at Lin Zhiyun thoughtfully. Under the pale moonlight, Ye Shaohan seemed to see some of his own shadow in Lin Zhiyun.
"Zhiyun, some people use swords to save people, some people use swords to kill people, and some people use swords because of power. Why do you use swords?" After taking a few sips, Ye Shaohan threw the empty wine bottle aside.
"Why the sword?" Raising her head, Lin Zhiyun glanced at Ye Shaohan and asked the same question: "Then what sword does the master have?"
"To kill people, for myself, that's all!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, with his hands behind his back, his martial robe making a hunting sound in the cold wind.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled politely, her eyes still falling on the dancing lights in the distance. Under the cover of night, the moths flew crazily towards the burning candles, and were finally swallowed up by the dancing flames and turned into ashes.
Spread out.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled and said: "For the sake of fate, because I don't want to succumb to the arrangement of fate, because I am unwilling to accept it, I use the sword!"
Under the pale moonlight, Lin Zhiyun's figure looked so thin, but within this thin figure was an unwilling heart, unwilling to succumb to fate.
"Zhiyun, Xuanbing bloodline is the weirdest bloodline. In this world, people with Xuanbing bloodline cannot survive the age of twenty-one!" Looking at this disciple who has been tortured by Xuanbing bloodline since childhood, Ye Ye
Shaohan felt helpless.
Why is fate so ruthless? Li Zishan is like this and Zhi Yun is like this.
"Master, the reason why a meteor is so bright and beautiful is because it blooms the light of a lifetime at the moment of its fall! Sometimes, a person's life is just like the falling meteor, while some people's life is like those stars, exuding a lifetime of light.
The same light was destroyed silently in the end, so mediocre. But master, I wanted to be such a star, but reality ruthlessly shattered my hope. Since I cannot become such a star, then I must become the most dazzling star.
Meteors streak across the sky!" Raising her head, Lin Zhiyun looked directly at Ye Shaohan's face for the first time. She wanted to remember this face deeply in her mind and never forget it.
Ye Shaohan also looked at Lin Zhiyun. In Lin Zhiyun's clear eyes, Ye Shaohan saw indifference, indifference in the face of death, and no fear of death.
Decades of inhuman torture day and night had made Lin Zhiyun's mind as good as those of those warriors who were hovering on the edge of death.
Lin Zhiyun turned around and continued to look at the lights in the distance. Countless moths still flew toward the lights fearlessly. However, what was surprising was that after one moth was swallowed by the flames, after a few breaths, the moth
Breaking through the flames, it flew up again. Seeing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled gently and said softly: "The path of the predecessors is not my path. I believe that on this road, I will take a different path from those predecessors, just like
That moth!"
Having said this, Lin Zhiyun raised her jade finger slightly, pointing in the direction where the moth was.
In pursuit of light and heat, moths bravely fly into the fire.
This is true even if a moth flies into the flame, let alone Lin Zhiyun.