I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

“If you want to fight, then fight. Stop chattering.” Fan Zhiyi replied with eight words.

Murong Xiao roared, "Attack!" and then retreated to the back.

Fan Zhiyi truly despised his behavior. If his son were like that, Fan Zhiyi wouldn't even dare to let him go out and embarrass himself. It can only be said that the sect leader is also a shameless scoundrel. Like father, like son.

Fan Zhiyi formed a protective barrier around the cave entrance and said to Cen Jun, "Don't fight head-on, just guard the entrance."

Fan Zhiyi's original intention was not to fight. He didn't know how many people from Tianyun Sect had come. After this batch was defeated, another batch might come. He couldn't knock them all out, so he decided to lie low for now and wait until he reached Bing Nandong. Then he would fight hard to create an escape route and retreat safely with Bing Nandong and Cen Jun.

Fan Zhiyi was now adept at creating barriers, and the barriers he created were exceptionally sturdy. Watching the person struggling to break the barrier, Fan Zhiyi put his hands behind his back, his face calm and composed, displaying a masterly demeanor, and began to devise an escape route in his mind.

At this moment, Murong Xiao roared, "Cen Jun, why aren't you making a move? Have you forgotten how your brother died?"

Cen Jun? Fan Zhiyi looked at Cen Jun, whose lips were tightly pursed, and whose eyes, which were always clear and full of optimism, were now filled with intense hatred.

He stared at Fan Zhiyi, pushed with his thumb, and the sword was halfway out of its sheath. However, because Fan Zhiyi was completely unprepared and the two were extremely close, the hilt of the sword was already pressed against Fan Zhiyi's side.

What is the protagonist going to do? Will they turn against each other, or have he been brainwashed by the Tianyun Sect these past few days?

No way, no way, is this some kind of dramatic plot twist that's common in novels? He's not going to fight the protagonist, is he? Can he even beat the protagonist? No matter how powerful a supporting character is, they'll definitely be defeated by the protagonist. Even if they win once, the protagonist will always get revenge later!

Fan Zhiyi didn't want to win, nor did he want to lose. His mind raced, and in those few silent seconds, his thoughts had already leaped several levels.

No, if Cen Jun really intended to kill them, he had such a good opportunity just now, and he wasn't on guard against him. Cen Jun could have hit him in one strike, but he didn't.

Fan Zhiyi turned his head and looked directly into Cen Jun's eyes. For the first time, he felt that he could not see through Cen Jun. In just three days, Cen Jun's eyes had become somewhat similar to Bing Nandong's.

Sure enough, the next second, Cen Jun's dark pupils shifted half an inch to the side, and his sword was completely drawn. However, it was not aimed at Fan Zhiyi, but rather it rushed out of the barrier and slashed at Murong Xiao with the force of thunder.

All the changes happened in an instant. Lu Changfu quickly drew his sword and blocked Cen Jun's sword. Cen Jun leaped up without dodging. The moment he caught the sword, he used the momentum to flip in the air. Then he kicked Lu Changfu's sword and swung his sword. The tip of the sword was only an inch away from Murong Xiao's neck.

Lu Changfu, however, saw through Cen Jun's attack. While defending against Cen Jun's sword strikes, he also kicked Murong Xiao away, sending him rolling several times on the ground out of Cen Jun's attack range. With a relaxed smile on his face, he said, "Young master, I apologize."

"You... Lu Changfu... how can you do this? You can't even control a mere disciple? Didn't you say he completely believed you?"

Lu Changfu didn't look at Murong Xiao, who was being helped up and coaxed by his followers behind him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Human hearts are the most fickle thing. Maybe you believed it at the time, but then you can't understand it later, right, Junior Brother Cen?"

"I have never trusted you. I will make my own judgment about my brother's affairs. It is not for you to use as a bargaining chip!" Cen Jun gritted his teeth. Seeing that Murong Xiao was about to run away, he immediately wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Lu Changfu.

Besides, there are many other Tianyun Sect disciples to deal with. Cen Jun's creation of a barrier has made him the target of everyone's anger. Although he won't be captured, he won't gain anything either. Cen Jun's actions are reckless and purely for venting his anger.

He was still young and impulsive. Fan Zhiyi saw that Cen Jun was getting more and more injured, but he seemed to be in a bloodthirsty state and refused to hide back in the barrier. He had no choice but to leave the barrier and bring him back. But as soon as he left, the ground beneath his feet began to form a flowing array. All the Tianyun Sect cultivators, as if they had planned it all, jumped onto their swords and left the ground.

Fan Zhiyi tried to move his leg, but found that it was as if it was glued to the ground and he couldn't lift it.

They fell into the trap again, but it was expected. From the moment Fan Zhiyi met Cen Jun in the ice room, he knew that leaving this place wouldn't be easy, but it wouldn't be too difficult either. Nothing was more troublesome than the evil creature that was almost godlike at the time.

***

Bing Nandong wiped the blood from his mouth. The restrictions placed on him by the sect leader were starting to malfunction as they sensed his attempt to break free. It wasn't that he couldn't break through the restrictions, but now was not the time; he had to hold on until he left the Tianyun Sect.

He walked to the ice coffin, gazing at the person lying there with an inscrutable expression. He used to love talking, able to chatter on and on for a long time, no matter the time or who was paying attention to him. But now, the person with this face was just quiet, unable to utter a sound anymore.

This man must have suffered terribly when he died; his facial expression conveyed that pain. His skin was covered in bruises and bloodstains of varying degrees, indicating that he had endured extraordinary beatings and torture before his death. In addition, there were countless needle marks covering his exposed skin.

Bing Nandong dared not look at the skin hidden by his clothes to see if there were also needle marks. His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty rage. He wanted to kill, to kill everyone in Tianyun Sect who had killed him, and he would not let them die so easily.

A sinister ghostly aura emanated from Bing Nandong's body. While calming his emotions, Bing Nandong quickly controlled the ghostly aura, as his master had told him not to let others discover that he possessed ghostly energy.

Once things had calmed down a bit, Bing Nandong reached out and picked the person up in his arms.

He didn't know what methods Tianyun Sect had used, but even now, the skin of the person in his arms, though cool, was soft. The Fan Zhiyi he had seen in the dungeon back then was definitely also Tianyun Sect's doing, but in any case, Bing Nandong would never easily know the whole truth again, and the person in his arms would never open their eyes and smile at him again. Even if they came back to life, they wouldn't be his Fan Zhiyi.

Thankfully, he's back.

When they carried Fan Zhiyi's body out of the ice chamber, there was no place left unscathed. The ground was full of potholes, all bearing the aftershocks of the spiritual energy attack. Many swords lay scattered about, and the Tianyun Sect disciples were either lying or unconscious. Very few could stand. This made Fan Zhiyi stand out among them, his cinnabar between his brows shining brightly, impossible to ignore.