Chapter 89

"Ah!"

Qian Julong was hurled backward, his hand covering his face, screaming in agony as blood gushed out. His left cheek was a bloody mess, and his left eye had been shattered by Sun Yan's punch, fragments flying everywhere.

"Sun Yan, you scum, how could you not be dead!" Qian Julong shouted in disbelief.

Sun Yan's face was expressionless. He activated the [Dragon Subduing Stance] and stepped with the [Hurricane Step], moving as swiftly as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to Qian Julong, his hands reaching out, the palm wind surging like a tidal wave.

"Hmph! Ha ha ha, you scum, you think you can catch me. Even if your martial arts talent is extraordinary, and you have the combat power of a Level 2 martial artist challenging a Level 4 martial artist, you have no advantage in speed."

A look of satisfaction appeared on Qian Julong's face. He flapped his fleshy wings, doubling his backward speed, surpassing the limits of a Level 4 martial artist. His body began to rise, and he flapped his wings, preparing to soar away.

"Do you think you're fast?"

Sun Yan's palm technique remained unchanged, but the surrounding vortex intensified. At this moment, he was already a Level 3 martial artist, and the power of the perfect [Dragon Subduing Stance] became even more evident. With the [Hurricane Step], his speed also doubled, and he arrived first.

His figure flashed, appearing behind Qian Julong. Sun Yan's hands reached out, grabbing the fleshy wings and yanking them hard.

Sssss!

Two clouds of blood burst from Qian Julong's back. Sun Yan held one fleshy wing in each hand, the broken wings still trembling.

Bang!

Qian Julong fell from the air, rolling on the ground, screaming in agony. Blood gushed from his back, splattering everywhere.

"Sun Yan, you scum, I will kill you!" Qian Julong screamed hoarsely.

Sun Yan casually threw the broken wings to the ground and slowly stepped forward, saying coldly, "Just right, I wasn't planning to let you off either."

"You scum, die!"

Qian Julong suddenly sprang up, two clouds of blood mist rising from his back. In an instant, two new fleshy wings grew, flapping rapidly, his speed increasing sharply. Like an arrow released from a bow, he opened his mouth, revealing a row of sharp, white teeth, and lunged at Sun Yan's neck.

A fist suddenly appeared, glowing with elemental energy, with a metallic sheen, like a large iron hammer, smashing into Qian Julong's teeth.

Puh!

The impact of the fist and teeth sent Qian Julong's head reeling backward, blood gushing from his mouth, and teeth fragments scattering. His body, unable to withstand the force, was hurled backward.

"How... how is this possible... Golden Fist Intent!" Qian Julong stammered, horrified.

Sun Yan, stepping with the [Hurricane Step], moved swiftly, appearing beside Qian Julong. His hands reached out again, grabbing the new fleshy wings and yanking them hard.

"Ah!"

Amidst the piercing screams, Qian Julong fell to the ground, rolling like a mad dog. The new fleshy wings were once again in Sun Yan's hands, still trembling.

"So, you have the ability to regenerate."

Sun Yan casually threw the fleshy wings to the ground, flicking his fingers. Elemental energy flowed from his fingertips, emitting a chill, instantly sealing Qian Julong's back wounds, turning them into a purplish-blue frost spot.

Qian Julong felt a wave of cold, his back losing all sensation, and he screamed in horror, "Extreme Cold True Intent!"

After doing all this, Sun Yan said calmly, "Qian Julong, I intended to leave you a full body. But you dared to have improper intentions toward Lian Qing and Ling Xue. Such lewd thoughts are truly heinous, so I can only let you die without a full body."

Lying on the ground, Qian Julong trembled uncontrollably. He felt an unprecedented fear. The martial arts talent of this young man far exceeded his expectations. Sun Yan had mastered both the Golden Fist Intent and the Extreme Cold True Intent, and he was only 16 years old, a prodigy of unparalleled brilliance.

In the world of martial artists, anyone who grasps a martial arts true intent in their youth is destined to become a powerful figure, even a legend recorded in history.

Qian Julong's eyes were filled with panic. As a member of a thousand-year-old martial arts family, he understood martial arts true intents the most. Martial arts true intents are indescribable, only to be understood intuitively. Once a martial artist grasps any martial arts true intent, their strength will undergo a qualitative leap. Challenging higher levels is as simple as eating and drinking. Such martial artists are rare geniuses, appearing only once every few hundred years, with extraordinary talent, shining brightly. Even with the strength of a low-level martial artist, challenging a mid-level martial artist two levels higher is occasionally recorded in martial arts history.

However, Qian Julong had never heard of any martial artist mastering two martial arts true intents at the age of 16.

Thinking of this, Qian Julong trembled even more. He lifted his head, his eyes filled with hatred, and he stammered, "Sun Yan, you scum, if you kill me today, the Qian family will not let you off."

Approaching, Sun Yan clenched his fists, raised them slowly, and said calmly, "I look forward to it."

Qian Julong suddenly lunged, his arms extending like spears, elemental energy glowing, piercing toward Sun Yan's throat, unstoppable, the [Jade Shattering Spear] of the Qian family.

As his arms extended like spears, a sinister smile crossed Qian Julong's face. He flicked his fingers, his nails extending half a foot, breaking off and shooting out, covering Sun Yan's entire body.

[Fingernail Shattering Metal Kill]!

The distance between them was only two meters. Qian Julong's sudden attack, after his beast transformation, was his trump card. The [Fingernail Shattering Metal Kill] could even penetrate a 5-meter D-grade alloy plate, incredibly sharp.

"Die!" Qian Julong laughed maniacally.

Sun Yan's expression was indifferent. He stood with his palm, striking swiftly, creating a series of palm shadows, his palms glowing red, striking the sharp nails.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

The explosions continued, a burnt smell filling the air. The ten nails turned to powder, scattering on the ground. The intense heat scorched Qian Julong's clothes, destroying them.

The [Sea Swallowing Palm] continued, striking four times, shattering the bones in Qian Julong's limbs.

"Flaming Sun True Intent!"

Qian Julong was now truly terrified, his limbs powerless, kneeling on the ground, completely losing the will to resist. He stared at the young man with his right eye, filled with hatred and fear.

The Golden Fist, Flaming Sun, and Extreme Cold True Intents, all gathered in one person, were unheard of and extremely rare.

Sun Yan retracted his palms, not continuing his attack. His gaze shifted to the naked Qian Julong, his eyes moving downward, a strange look on his face.

"Sorry, I apologize for my previous words." Sun Yan smirked, pitying, "A man without function is bound to be discriminated against by women and mocked by men, leading to a twisted mind. Your lewd thoughts are somewhat understandable. However, although I sympathize with you, Qian Julong, I cannot let you off. I will leave you a full body."

"You're full of it!"

Qian Julong's speech was slurred, screaming hysterically. He had always been confident in the size and endurance of his private parts. But when he saw the size of Sun Yan's, he was stunned. Compared to Sun Yan, Qian Julong was like a child compared to an adult. If Sun Yan's was the normal size, Qian Julong's should be classified as dysfunctional.

"You, you, you..." Qian Julong, consumed by anger, spat a mouthful of blood, blood splattering five steps away.

Seeing Qian Julong spitting blood, Sun Yan ignored him, picking up the backpack and inspecting the loot, whistling in admiration.

"E-grade nutrient solution, D-grade alloy war knife... Not bad for a core member of a thousand-year-old martial arts family, quite a wealthy background!"

Putting on a set of protective clothing, Sun Yan took all the items without hesitation, then said, "These are just material possessions, not brought into life or taken out of death. Since we were classmates, and you're about to enter the underworld, I'll accept these items with gratitude. Thank you, Qian Julong, for giving me such a great gift before you die."

Hearing this, Qian Julong spat more blood, staring at the young man with intense hatred. If looks could kill, Sun Yan would have died a thousand times over.

"Oh, right." Sun Yan suddenly remembered something, taking out an object. "Qian Julong, you must have been thinking about this all the time."

In Sun Yan's palm was a strange bead, red and white, glowing beautifully, the Ice Fire Silkworm Heart.

"Cough... cough..."

Qian Julong's mouth kept spitting blood, his throat making a desperate sound. His eyes were fixed on the Ice Fire Silkworm Heart, filled with greed and desire. This was his main purpose for coming to White Prison Star. If he could swallow this treasure now, he might immediately evolve, his strength skyrocketing, and he could tear apart this scum.

Sun Yan closed his hand, putting away the Ice Fire Silkworm Heart, and said slowly, "If you hadn't had evil intentions and wanted to kill me, this Ice Fire Silkworm Heart would already be yours, not in my hands. Why did it come to this?"

"However, Qian Julong, rest assured, I will use this Ice Fire Silkworm Heart well. I heard that Level 1 Pig Beasts are very greedy. I wonder what kind of surprising evolution will occur if this strange beast swallows the Ice Fire Silkworm Heart. It's really exciting!"

Puh! Puh! Puh! Puh! Puh!...

Hearing this, Qian Julong felt a surge of anger, spitting five streams of blood, collapsing on the ground, barely alive, only able to lift his head, his eyes burning with hatred, wishing to tear Sun Yan to pieces.

After tidying up, Sun Yan smiled slightly and said calmly, "Qian Julong, rest in peace. I will take care of your afterlife. Without your help, I couldn't have broken through to Level 3 martial realm and grasped the Flaming Sun and Extreme Cold True Intents. To repay you, I will make the Qian family bleed, sending them to the underworld early, so your family can reunite."

"Finally, I sincerely thank you for making such a perfect gift for me."

The mocking tone in the young man's voice was like a sharp sword, piercing Qian Julong's heart. He roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood, mixed with large chunks of internal organs.

Following this, Qian Julong's head tilted, falling to the ground, and he was dead, literally killed by anger.

"Ah, such a fragile mind."

Seeing this, Sun Yan shook his head and sighed. He didn't want to leave any traces, so he burned Qian Julong's body. Then, carrying the bodies of John and Bell, he left the cemetery.

In the early morning, hundreds of kilometers away from the cemetery, two new graves were erected, with the names John and Bell inscribed on them.

Standing in front of the graves, Sun Yan was lost in thought for a long time, then sighed, "I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. Uncle John, Big Brother Bell, I have avenged you."

After a long silence, Sun Yan turned and left. He didn't plan to stay in the Orange Alert Zone. His next destination was the Red Alert Zone of White Prison Star.

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