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Finally, Yun Gui slowly stopped his movements, the madness in his eyes gradually faded away, and he regained some clarity.

After waking up, Yun Gui stood there like a puppet that had lost its soul, not saying a word.

With trembling hands, he gently picked up the storage bags filled with Jiang Yan's relics. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the cold ground, splashing up sad tears.

With the tacit approval of Sect Master Jin and Uncle Liu, those damned elders were ruthlessly handed over to Yun Gui for disposal like lambs to be slaughtered.

Yun Gui's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes gleaming with a cold and resolute light. He wanted to make these evil guys, in a fully awake state, experience the torture of a life worse than death.

He was seen holding a sharp dagger, slowly and cruelly cutting the elders one by one, each cut accurately slicing off a thin piece of flesh.

Blood splattered everywhere and screams rang out one after another, but Yun Gui remained unmoved and continued to carry out his torture in an orderly manner.

Yun Gui's eyes were heavy as he asked, "Don't you like eating? Why don't you eat anymore?"

After pieces of flesh were cut off, he mercilessly stuffed them into the elders' own mouths, forcing them to swallow the bloody and disgusting "food".

The pain of being tortured by slicing comes in waves like the tide, and the body seems to be torn into countless pieces; and the horror of having one's own flesh and blood eaten alive is even more horrifying.

However, Yun Gui's anger did not subside at all, because he knew very well that the pain was far less than the sins that the elders had committed.

It's a pity that the once vibrant life, Jiang Yan, has left this world forever and will never come back. Thinking of Jiang Yan, Yun Gui's heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and the pain was unbearable.

Meanwhile, Fu Qing stood silently by, watching these elders being tortured to death.

He was originally a man of few words.

The reason why he agreed to join the Taiheng Sect under Sect Master Jin was largely because of the existence of Jiang Yan, an outstanding senior brother in the sect.

Jiang Yan is handsome, elegant, and gifted. He is a highly regarded and outstanding role model among the disciples of his generation.

Fu Qing was full of admiration and yearning for him, and always longed to walk side by side with him and pursue the pinnacle of the path of cultivation together.

However, everything that happened before his eyes completely shattered the beautiful fantasy deep in Fu Qing's heart.

He watched helplessly as his idol, the role model he always wanted to be like, was brutally slaughtered by those vicious elders.

At that moment, Fu Qing felt that the whole world had collapsed, and his soul seemed to have died with it.

From then on, Fu Qing seemed like a completely different person. The gentle and taciturn person he once was was gone, replaced by a cold and silent person.

He no longer stayed close to others, refused to communicate with anyone, and even his bright eyes suddenly became blind for unknown reasons. He curled up alone in a dark corner, enduring endless pain and suffering alone.

It may be difficult for others to understand the depth of the pain in Fu Qing's heart, but we can get a glimpse of it from his current appearance.

If Fu Qing is like this, let alone Uncle Liu and Sect Master Jin who have watched Jiang Yan grow up.

During those years, the entire Taiheng Sect seemed shrouded in a thick haze, plunging into a strange silence. Almost all of the disciples within the sect appeared to be lacking in spirit and were unhappy.

You know, when the Demon Lord attacked, Wen Qiuxianjun turned the tide, performed brilliantly, and nearly sacrificed his own life to save everyone. But who could have imagined that such a brave and chivalrous figure would ultimately die at the hands of his own people!

Yun Gui's hair turned white overnight. He ground Jiang Yan's bones into fine powder bit by bit with a broken heart, and then carefully put them into an exquisite jade bottle. From then on, he carried it with him day and night, never leaving it for a moment.

From that day on, he said goodbye to everyone in the sect and set out on a journey around the world alone, carrying Jiang Yan's ashes.

Jiang Yan rarely left the sect during his lifetime, so Yun Gui wanted to take him to experience the magnificent mountains and rivers of this world first.

In this way, they traveled through countless famous mountains and rivers, and witnessed many local customs and people. Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.

In this bitterly cold winter, Yun Gui found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and decided to build a tomb for Jiang Yan there.

He dug the soil with his own hands, shovel by shovel, until he dug a grave deep enough, then gently placed the jade bottle containing Jiang Yan's ashes into it, and finally carefully buried the soil.

After doing all this, Yun Gui slowly knelt on the ground, stretched out his trembling fingertips and gently stroked Jiang Yan's name engraved on the tombstone, muttering to himself: "Yan Yan, wait a little longer for Brother..."

The Suxue Sword and Guixuan Sword beside them seemed to feel the ups and downs in the heart of their master Yun Gui, and they began to emit low and long buzzing sounds.

The sound was like a mournful cry, and also like a roar of grief and anger, as if these two swords, which were only half a step away from giving birth to sword spirits, already knew the decisive decision that Yun Gui was about to make.

Only two crisp "clang" sounds were heard, and the two long swords that had accompanied Yun Gui Jiang Yan for many years and experienced countless battles broke by themselves without hesitation!

In an instant, fragments flew everywhere, like stars falling to the ground.

Just at this moment, the setting sun slowly sank to the west, and the entire sky was dyed orange-red, with only a trace of red as bright and sad as blood remaining on the horizon.

The afterglow shines through the clouds onto the earth, covering everything around with a hazy golden gauze.

In this dreamlike light and shadow, Yun Gui suddenly felt that an extremely familiar figure appeared in front of him.

That figure had an elegant demeanor. Who else could it be but Jiang Yan, the man he thought about day and night? Although Yun Gui knew it was just an illusion caused by excessive longing, he couldn't help but smile at "Jiang Yan". That smile was filled with endless tenderness and attachment.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Gui took a deep breath, then suddenly raised his right hand and slapped his chest hard.

As his palm landed, an incomparably powerful spiritual power instantly gushed out from his body, like a long-suppressed volcano suddenly erupting.

The spiritual power outage caused by the self-destruction of spiritual power put Yun Gui's body under tremendous pressure. He couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body became shaky.

However, even though he was in such severe pain, the smile on Yun Gui's face did not fade at all, but instead became even brighter.

……

The setting sun was fading in the sky, and Yun Gui finally saw Jiang Yan again.

They are together like this, never to be separated.