Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe was, after all, a semi-sophisticated alchemy master; how could he not know that the wine had been laced with the Qi-Transforming Powder? He was deeply disheartened by his elder brother's actions, and since that was the case, he felt no need to continue pretending. So, he straightened up and shouted, "Everyone, I've already taken the Spirit-Transforming Powder. If you don't take action now, when will you? Brother, you've greatly disappointed me!"

Before he could finish his words, the situation suddenly changed! Zhao Shanjiang suddenly made a move, grabbing the Daliang Emperor with lightning speed and shouting, "Brother, they've captured Mu Yao to threaten me and force me to poison you. Run away! If you meet our parents, tell them that I may not be able to serve them again in this lifetime!" His words were filled with determination and grief.

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe felt a pang of pain in his heart. He strode towards Zhao Shanjiang with great determination in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Brother, if we're going to die, let's die together! Today, the two of us brothers will work together to fight our way out!"

However, just as the two were preparing to fight side by side, an unexpected scene happened - Zhao Shanjiang suddenly loosened his grip on the Daliang Emperor's hand, and at the same time, wielding an extremely sharp dagger, stabbed straight at Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe seemed to have anticipated this. His eyes narrowed, and with a flash of his body, he struck out swiftly, snatching the sharp dagger from Zhao Shanjiang's hand like a gust of wind. He simply flung it away, leaving him unharmed. He stared at his brother, his face filled with pain and confusion. His voice was low and trembling, as he asked, "Brother! We are brothers from the same father and mother! Why would you do this? This knife may not have hurt me, but it's piercing my heart!"

Zhao Shanjiang steadied himself, his eyes cold and filled with resentment as he responded, "Zhao Shanhe, stop pretending to be kind and righteous! My parents, my aunt, even my sister—they all favor you! And I'm just a dispensable person in this family! I wish I could take your life with my own hands!"

Zhao Shanhe's heart ached upon hearing this, his face filled with sorrow. Tears streaming down his face, he retorted bitterly, "Brother, how could you say such absurd things? These are certainly not your true words. It must be that despicable Ouyang family that has blinded your mind and turned you into this state! How dare you harm my beloved brother to such an extent? Your crimes are truly heinous, and you all deserve to die!"

Suddenly, a mixture of grief and indignation washed over Zhao Shanhe. He could no longer suppress his inner turmoil, and he completely let go. In an instant, his aura erupted, and his previously hidden true cultivation realm was revealed to everyone without reservation.

Upon seeing this, Qingyun Sect's headmaster, Ouyang Fei, was so distraught that he cried out in shock, "He's actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator! How is this possible? Run!"

Zhao Shanhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile of disdain and mockery. He sneered and said, "It's too late to think about escaping now. Everyone in the Ouyang family will die."

The Emperor of Daliang said, "Zhao Shanhe, my two sons are both direct disciples of the Qingniu Sect. You cannot kill me."

Zhao Shanhe said disdainfully: "Don't worry, I will send Ouyang Bufan and Ouyang Shaogong to reunite with you."

Ouyang Fei said, "Zhao Shanhe, today's situation is all just a misunderstanding. How about we just let it go?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled bitterly and said, "It's a misunderstanding. My eldest brother has been transformed into a blood corpse, and you asked me to let it go. Let's all be buried with him."

The Shanhe Sword turned into a white light, leaving corpses everywhere where it passed. Even if all the members of the Ouyang family turned into zombies, they could not withstand Zhao Shanhe's sword.

The Five Elements Spiritual Root was inherently invincible at its level, not to mention Zhao Shanhe had also grasped the Perfect Sword Intent, and the Shanhe Sword was a treasure-level weapon. How could the Ouyang family's minions possibly have the power to resist? Soon, only Ouyang Muyao and Zhao Shanjiang were left at the scene.

The stimulation of the blood had completely transformed Zhao Shanjiang into a monster, with a green face, fangs, a black aura emanating from his body, and bloodshot eyes, resembling the legendary zombie. Zhao Shanhe was torn, unsure how to deal with the situation. He should have freed him, but he simply couldn't bring himself to do it.

Ouyang Muyao stood still, secretly speculating about Zhao Shanhe's intention in keeping her. Could it be that he was attracted by her beauty? A subtle blush crept onto her face at the thought. She took a deep breath and decided to take the initiative. She gently unbuttoned her clothes, which fluttered to the ground like petals. In an instant, she was naked. She walked up to Zhao Shanhe, her eyes dazed as she spoke, "Master Zhao, do you find me beautiful? Come, whip me and ravage me to your heart's content! I believe I will surely bring you unprecedented pleasure." As she spoke, her body trembled slightly, emitting a charming aura.

However, facing this scene, Zhao Shanhe just glanced at Ouyang Muyao lightly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "I didn't expect you to be so shameless. In this case, I will do as you wish." After that, he let go of Zhao Shanjiang who was restrained.

Ouyang Muyao had been eagerly awaiting Zhao Shanhe's favor, but she had never expected things to turn out this way. When she saw Zhao Shanjiang break free and walk toward her, she was horrified and screamed in terror, "No! Zhao Shanjiang, go away! Don't come near me!"

Zhao Shanjiang had become a mindless zombie, completely devoid of compassion. He approached with stiff steps, step by step. Ouyang Muyao tried to flee, but Zhao Shanhe restrained her, preventing her from escaping the zombie's clutches. With a series of agonizing screams, she died beneath Zhao Shanjiang's body. With her death, Zhao Shanjiang found complete relief.

Zhao Shanhe stood silently by, witnessing the entire process. His heart ached like a knife, his eyes blurry with tears. After the two men died, he went to the back garden of Prince Zhao's mansion, found a secluded spot, and began digging. He didn't use any magic, but chose to do it himself, using his hoe to dig at the soil again and again. Each swing of the hoe seemed to strike at his shattered heart, bringing back memories of his life with his elder brother.

After the big pit was dug, Zhao Shanhe put the bodies of Zhao Shanjiang and Ouyang Muyao into the pit, and cremated them after thinking for a while. He did not want people with evil intentions to desecrate his elder brother's body.

Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are heartbroken. Zhao Shanhe sat in front of Zhao Shanjiang's grave, stroking the tombstone and crying bitterly. This was the second time he cried since he started practicing Taoism. The last time was when he learned that his parents had left with his aunt. This time he cried even more sadly.