Supreme Emperor Dan

You must help me kill him!

The situation had already changed.

The last wails of the Yangyan Sect disciples fell into the ears of Yang An, who was still in the air fighting with Mu Lei.

When the remaining disciples of the Yangyan Sect saw this scene, it was as if their hearts had sunk into the profound ice for tens of thousands of years.

Basically... No cards?

And Yang An did this on purpose to motivate them?

But now, all of this was no longer important.

The remaining forty to fifty people, how could they fight against the more than four hundred cultivators of the Thunderfire Manor?

The Yangyan Sect disciple who had originally harbored a faint fantasy that Yang An would be able to pull out his trump card after a while, had finally lost all hope.

Having no hope meant complete despair.

"Yang An, I hate you!"

A Yangyan Sect disciple who knew that she was about to die suddenly said.

His voice was filled with resentment and even more, sorrow.

It was perhaps because he couldn't even tell whether he was resentful that Yang An didn't use his trump card as he had guaranteed, or that he didn't do anything for them even at the final moment.

There was no support, no formation.

Even before the great battle, the Yangyan Sect had not truly been activated.

They had always thought that Yang An had the confidence to win, and thought that Yang An truly had the means to completely annihilate the Thunderfire Manor.

After all, if they all died, it would be an enormous loss to the Yangyan Sect.

The resources that over two hundred Origin of Heaven Realm s needed to nurture them were simply unimaginable!

But from the looks of it, Yang An had never taken them seriously.

Perhaps from the beginning to end, they were still nothing in Yang An's heart.

There was no why, nor was there an explanation!

"Hate me? "Then go die."

While in mid air, Yang An took the opportunity to shoot a ray of spiritual light downwards from his hand.

The Yangyan Sect disciple who was flying towards the Thunderfire Manor cultivator, opened her eyes wide.

He never would have thought that in this kind of life or death situation where the Yangyan Sect was about to be annihilated, Yang An, the Sect Master of the Yangyan Sect, would actually attack him!

More importantly, the one that he was flying towards was a cultivator from the Thunderfire Manor!

But he couldn't say anything.

A ray of light flew out from Yang An's hand and landed on his body. In the blink of an eye, the sturdy body that he was normally so proud of, instantly exploded.

His eyes, which were filled with disbelief, fell to the ground and rolled a few times before completely stopping.

"You … "You …"

The remaining cultivators of the Yangyan Sect looked at the disciple of the Yangyan Sect who was personally killed by Yang An just because she said she hated Yang An, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

That was a disciple of the Yangyan Sect!

After toiling so hard to fight for the Yangyan Sect, he was one of the few tens of people that still existed in the Yangyan Sect!

However, he had only said that he hated Yang An, and was directly killed by Yang An.

It was as if that person was not a disciple of the Yangyan Sect, but a cultivator of the Thunderfire Manor.

"You have always been able to make a move against your own people. Yang An, you beast! "

A disciple of the Yangyan Sect suddenly roared out like a madman. Seeing how her eyeballs had dropped to the ground from Yang An's attack, she roared out and rushed into the sky.

As the spirit energy gathered, it wanted to wave towards Yang An.

"Hmph, useless trash."

Without even looking at it, another ray of spiritual light flew out. That Yangyan Sect disciple didn't even manage to fly halfway, before she was struck by the spiritual light in two.

However, not only did this not cause fear, it actually made him even angrier!

The remaining disciples of the Yangyan Sect all had flushed faces and were breathing rapidly, their eyes blood-red.

Each of them roared as they rushed towards the sky. Even though they knew that it was difficult to injure Yang An's eyes with their own strength, they were like moths to a flame.

Among them, there was boundless hatred and anger.

Below, the remaining Thunderfire Manor cultivators stared fixedly at the remaining Yangyan Sect disciples who were charging upwards.

Before they could say anything, they were already at a loss for words.

That should have been their mortal enemy, an opponent that would not rest until they were dead.

But now, at the very last moment, those people had rushed towards the people he was fighting for and the people he was bleeding for.

It was a silent roar, the roar of a weakling!

A rain of blood suddenly fell from the sky.

Along with the blood was the minced meat.

Numerous rays of light shot out, and the Yangyan Sect disciples that had shot into the sky exploded one after another.

There was no struggle, no roar.

Everything was done in silence.

They did not even have the ability to fight back against the sea realm cultivators.

A rain of blood fell down, dyeing the entire sky red.

Countless drops of blood dripped onto the ground that was carved with complex patterns, as if painting a picture scroll that was difficult to see with the eyes of a normal person.

Mu Lei did not make a move, even he himself was dumbfounded.

He had thought of all the results of this battle, but he never thought that the last remaining Yangyan Sect disciple who didn't have much strength left would actually launch a suicide attack at Yang An.

It hadn't even touched the hem of Yang An's clothes yet, but it was enough to move one's heart.

Even the enemy.

One by one, their bodies exploded as the number of disciples of the Yangyan Sect s that were flying in the sky rapidly decreased.

When he truly arrived at Yang An's side, there was only one person left in Yangyan Sect.

Furthermore, one of his arms had been broken.

It was a light beam that Yang An had swung over, and it had been forcefully thrown away by a disciple of another Yangyan Sect.

As for the Yangyan Sect disciple, she forcibly exploded within Yang An's spirit light.

He did not know the man.

They didn't even look familiar. Aside from today, the two of them didn't have any interaction at all.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that they had never met.

However, in the end, when it was just the two of them left, that person used his life to give him a chance.

A chance to approach Yang An.

At the last moment, that person's eyes were still filled with killing intent towards Yang An.

However, that person actually showed him a trace of a smile. In the midst of his relief, there was also a trace of a smile of hope.

Emancipation finally left this world full of filth, hoping that he would be able to avenge him.

Available... But he no longer had the strength!

He was only an ordinary disciple of the Yangyan Sect, how could he possibly be able to harm Yang An?

Originally, he should have been the one to die!

But now, someone had used their own life in exchange for a moment of survival.

The last remaining Yangyan Sect disciple raised her cheek which was drenched in blood. Her gaze, however, was not looking at Yang An, but at the Qin Ming who was quietly standing on the ground amidst the rain of blood.

"Qin Ming, you must help me kill him! We don't hate you, really. "

The last Yangyan Sect disciple stared fixedly at Qin Ming, her eyes contained a kind of emotion that could not be described with words.

The voice was weak, but it also had a hint of hoarseness to it.

His body had already been dyed red with fresh blood.

The explosions of the Yangyan Sect disciples all happened beside him.

He didn't know most of the people, but he did know one or two.

But now, all of their blood had been gathered on his body.

"Thank you."

In the end, the last disciple of the Yangyan Sect suddenly laughed, revealing her pure white teeth.

That was the only part of his body that wasn't dyed red with blood.

It was exceptionally dazzling.

At the same time, another ray of spiritual light shot out from Yang An's hand.

He was only a few meters away from Yang An, but to him, this distance of a few meters was like the ends of the earth and the corners of the seas.

He really did his best.

However, there was still a trace of energy left.

"Boom!"

When that beam of light was about to touch the last disciple of Yangyan Sect, the last disciple of Yangyan Sect suddenly exploded.

Incomparable terrifying sonic booms and sharp sounds rang in the air. Half of Yang An's body, who was only a few meters away from him, was drenched in blood as it rained down from the sky.

At the last moment, the last disciple of Yangyan Sect chose to self-destruct.

An eyeball fell from the sky.

As he was flipping in the air, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion on Qin Ming's part, but he had actually felt the trace of a cheerful smile on that previous person's face.

After that, the eyeball was completely lifeless and it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

In the last moment, what appeared in the eyeball was the scene of Yang An's body being drenched in half of the blood after he self-detonated.