Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, the entire barrier shattered in an instant, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground.

The breaking of the barrier allowed the elders outside with ferocious faces and greedy expressions to march straight in.

They were like hungry wolves, with greed flashing in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to pounce on Jiang Yan and others.

"Innate Spirit Body! This is a once-in-a-lifetime treasure, and today I finally found a time when no one is protecting it! Hahahaha, it is destined to be mine!"

The leader's face was distorted, his expression ferocious and terrifying, and he let out a maniacal laugh. He suddenly swung the gleaming sword in his hand and rushed towards Jiang Yan like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Humph, you wish for it!"

Seeing this, the other person following behind had a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his sword without hesitation and stabbed it hard. The sharp tip of the sword instantly pierced into the former's back.

As the sword was pulled out, a stream of blood gushed out and splashed on the ground, but even so, the man in front did not stop, as if the injury was nothing to him.

He continued to walk forward with difficulty, leaving a trail of shocking blood with each step. At this moment, his eyes, which had once been normal, had turned scarlet, filled with endless greed and desire.

"You...elders?" Fu Qing widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

He could never have imagined that these elders, who usually looked amiable and respected, would reveal such ugly faces at this moment.

Such a huge contrast was really hard to accept, and everyone present was shocked.

However, despite the horrifying scene before them, the two medical practitioners quickly came to their senses after a brief moment of panic.

They held the daggers tightly in their hands and stood side by side with Fu Qing without flinching, forming a line of defense to protect Jiang Yan firmly behind them. Although they were filled with fear, they still had to protect Jiang Yan.

Unfortunately, their strength is limited after all. How can they defeat those elders with profound cultivation?

After just a few rounds, they could no longer hold on and were knocked away by the powerful palm force of the elders.

Several people fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from their mouths, their bodies shaking, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Without anyone to stop them, the elders pounced like hungry tigers, fangs and claws bared. Their ferocious faces and greedy eyes seemed to want to tear everything in sight into pieces and devour it.

Jiang Yan had nowhere to hide at this point. He was exhausted and had no strength left to dodge the oncoming attack.

He knew that he was in a desperate situation, but he was worried about his fellow apprentices who were knocked to the ground. He used up the last bit of his spiritual power and struggled to cast a protective shield to cover his fellow apprentices.

After doing all this, Jiang Yan closed his eyes as if relieved, and two lines of blood and tears slid down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother!——"

"Immortal Lord!——"

Those disciples had just crawled up from their knees on the ground and wanted to rush to Jiang Yan, but were blocked by the protective shield.

They pounded against the transparent barrier with all their might, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through. Helplessly, they could only let out desperate and shrill cries, their voices echoing throughout the valley and reverberating between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the swords in the hands of the elders fell mercilessly on Jiang Yan again and again.

Every time the sword fell, it left a shocking wound, and blood flowed out like a fountain.

Jiang Yan could clearly feel his flesh being peeled away inch by inch, the excruciating pain that penetrated his bones nearly causing him to faint. Even so, he still gritted his teeth, refusing to utter a single plea for mercy or groan.

The piercing pain was like a thousand ants gnawing at his bones, leaving Jiang Yan in agony. He wanted to fight back, even if it was just a punch or a kick, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes and stared at the extremely ugly faces in front of him.

He watched helplessly as they devoured his flesh and blood like evil spirits, and witnessed them cruelly peeling his skin and pulling out his tendons...

Jiang Yan's body finally completely lost the last bit of life. His originally bright and determined eyes now became dim, as if the fire of life had been completely extinguished.

The jade pendant that Jiang Yan had originally hung was casually thrown on the couch. With various movements, it finally fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

His head was mercilessly chopped off, blood splattered everywhere, as beautiful as a blooming blood-red flower. His skin was also cruelly peeled off, revealing the bright red flesh and pale bones inside, which was shocking.

What was even more terrifying was that his internal organs were pulled out one by one, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and other organs were exposed to the air, emitting a strong smell of blood.

Some of these internal organs were greedily eaten by the group of crazy people on the spot, with chewing and swallowing sounds coming one after another; others were carefully put into storage bags, as if to be saved for future enjoyment.

They even refused to let go of Jiang Yan's bones, and collected them with tools, as if this body had infinite value to them.

"Brother! Ah——"

Fu Qing, who was standing by, watched all this with his own eyes, feeling grief-stricken.

His eyes widened, his eye sockets were red as blood, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

He clasped the clothes on his legs tightly with both hands, and because he was holding on too tightly, his fingertips dug deeply into the flesh of his legs, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

The horrific scene before his eyes kept attacking his mental defenses, nearly causing him to collapse.

Just then, Uncle Liu hurried over.

It turned out that he was entangled by a sudden and powerful demonic energy at the foot of the mountain. Although he tried his best to break free, he still wasted a lot of time.

When he reached the top of the mountain, it was too late. What he saw was his beloved nephew suffering such inhuman torture and had died on the spot.

Uncle Liu felt as if his heart was being torn apart by a knife.

His hair stood on end with rage, and he swung the whip in his hand violently, like an angry dragon, tightly wrapping around the elders who were dismembering the bodies.

With a roar, he swung his hands hard, throwing these people heavily to the ground.

In an instant, dust flew up from the ground. The elders were scratched by the barbs, leaving wounds so deep that the bones were visible. Blood gushed out, staining a large area of ​​the floor red.

However, the rage in Uncle Liu's heart did not subside. He walked towards the murderers step by step, the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes...

At the same time, at the boundary.

The last wisp of the Demon Lord's soul, which was so faint that it was almost transparent, appeared in front of Yun Gui like a ghost.

He let out a terrifying laugh: "Hahahaha - what a Su Xuan Immortal Venerable..."

Before the laughter died down, the Demon Lord's soul continued, "Do you know that your beloved Taoist companion is facing a life-or-death catastrophe right now? He's going to die soon!"

"Watching helplessly as I was being devoured alive by those hypocritical elders, and then dying a miserable death. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, that kind of death was truly horrible..."

Although Yun Gui could no longer remember who his Taoist partner was, he could not tolerate such vicious words that sounded like a curse.

His eyes instantly burned with rage, and he tightly grasped the Guixuan Sword in his hands, slashing at the soul without hesitation.

There was only a loud bang, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. The soul was instantly broken into countless pieces, which scattered and gathered again in the air.

However, the Demon Lord's arrogant laughter seemed unaffected, still resounding through the sky: "Hahahaha... You can't help but believe this!"

The last seal has been repaired, and the Demon Lord only has this one fragment of his spirit left to cause trouble outside.

The anger in Yun Gui's heart grew more and more violent. He raised the Guixuan Sword again, ready to launch a new round of attack on the Demon Lord.

At this moment, his movements suddenly froze.

He saw that the jade pendant he had worn around his waist, which matched the one he had given to his Taoist partner, had suddenly shattered. The fragments of the jade pendant scattered on the ground, gleaming faintly.

An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, and Yun Gui subconsciously thought that the shattering of the jade pendant must be related to his Taoist partner.

Perhaps it was some kind of intuition that came from his fellow Daoist brothers when they were in danger, or perhaps it was just his intuition deep down. But no matter what, at this moment, Yun Gui's heart was filled with fear and worry.

The Demon Lord took advantage of Yun Gui's perfect opportunity of being stunned, and rushed towards Yun Gui as fast as a burning meteor with a determination to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of his own.

At the critical moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed from Yun Gui's chest, as dazzling as a meteor across the night sky.

Everyone looked in astonishment, only to see that the light concealed a shocking secret.

It turned out that Jiang Yan had already attached a faint trace of spiritual consciousness to the drop of blood he gave to Yun Gui.

Although this wisp of spiritual consciousness contained very little cultivation, it stood up at the critical moment and resolutely blocked the Demon Lord's terrifying and fatal blow.

However, due to the huge disparity in power, this wisp of spiritual consciousness, after completing its mission, slowly went out like a candle in the wind, and began to gradually dissipate between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Yun Gui seemed to be struck by lightning, and he stood there in a daze.

Then, his eyes turned red, as if they were about to spit out fire, and his face showed an almost crazy expression.

He desperately stretched out his hands, trying desperately to grab the fading consciousness in front of him, muttering to himself: "Yanyan, don't go! Don't leave me!"

However, no matter how hard he tried, that wisp of spiritual consciousness still slipped away from his fingertips like smoke and could not be retained at all.

At this moment, Yun Gui's mind was flooded with fragments of long-forgotten memories. All those wonderful times he had spent with Jiang Yan suddenly appeared clearly before his eyes.

"what--"

"I remember it! I remember everything!" Yun Gui shouted at the top of his lungs. Tears welled up in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

The wisp of consciousness that was about to dissipate smiled and gently called out Yun Gui's name: "Yun...Gui..."

Although the voice was soft, it was filled with endless attachment and reluctance.

However, just a moment later, that wisp of spiritual consciousness completely disappeared without a trace, leaving Yun Gui standing there alone, his arms still in a hugging position, as if the person he loved deeply was still in his arms.

But at this moment, his arms were empty and he kept nothing.

Yun Gui's heart was broken into countless pieces at this moment. He looked up to the sky and howled in pain. His voice echoed throughout the valley for a long time.

He finally regained his lost memory and finally remembered who the lover he had been thinking about was.

But sadly, when he realized all this, he had already lost the other person forever.

From then on, they were separated by Yin and Yang, and would never meet again.

****

Yun Gui rushed back to the sect's gate like a mad beast. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was rapid and disordered, and he had only one thought in his mind:

——Jiang Yan!

When he stepped into the room, the sight before him was horrifying. The once neatly-made bed was now stained a vibrant crimson of blood, a horrifying sight. Yun Gui's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and endless grief and indignation surged within him.

He turned his head suddenly, his gaze falling on the group of frenzied elders who were engaged in a fierce struggle with Master Liu. Their faces were ferocious, and their moves were ruthless, as if they wanted to kill Master Liu.

"Ah—give it back to me!"

Yun Gui roared, his eyes were bloodshot, the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he stabbed at the enemy with full anger.

Each of his moves contained endless hatred, as if such a crazy attack could dispel the pain deep in his heart and bring the deceased Jiang Yan back to his side.

However, no matter how hard he tried, even if all those who deserved to die died, Jiang Yan, who had already left, would never be able to return.

This cruel fact was like a sharp dagger, mercilessly piercing Yun Gui's heart.

Gradually, Yun Gui's aura became increasingly chaotic, and a terrifying dark aura emanated from his body. His sanity was gradually being devoured by hatred, and he was even beginning to feel the urge to fall into the devil's path.

Uncle Liu, who had been fighting fiercely nearby, was shocked when he saw this.

Although he also hated these evil elders, he knew the seriousness of the matter when he saw Yun Gui was about to go crazy.

So, Uncle Liu used all his strength without hesitation, and swung the long whip in his hand, which turned into a sharp light and instantly tied up the group of elders who were almost unable to fight back.

Then, he flashed and rushed towards Yun Gui, trying to stop him from sinking further.

After some difficult efforts, Uncle Liu finally succeeded in stopping Yun Gui and kept calling his name, hoping to awaken his lost sanity.