545 Unprecedented Lamen (1/2)

Hong Zhan was flung backwards, spinning in dust and stained with blood, he vomited blood with a splat. With a few staggering steps, he finally stabilized himself with his saber and lifted his head with eyes wide open, taking in the scene before him with disbelief.

There was absolutely no trace left of Venerable Lord Ice at the point he had just been standing on. Additionally, two of his four subordinates with weaker a cultivation base had already turned into dust due to the explosion, no remains were left. The other two were flung away like gunny sacks and were now moaning on the ground, both bearing severe injuries.

Hong Zhan felt like he was dreaming, he rubbed his temples, and murmured, ”This… f*cking hell… what's going on?”

The leader of the Hall of Crimson Blade felt like he was about to lose his sanity, his mind was a complete jumble of thoughts. He had never encountered something so absurd in his whole life!

Had Venerable Lord Ice lost his mind? He had stepped up to provoke them without reason and just went ahead and killed one of their men. Perhaps the Four Seasons Tower was accustomed to being so tyrannical. Yet if he was so renowned, how could he not withstand a single strike and instead suffered a severed arm?

If it were only limited to that, then his reputation may have been proven as false, for Venerable Lord Ice was barely living up to his name, and only seemed to possess the reputation but not the capability that was attached to it. However, what about this self-explosion without hesitation? What was that all about!

Was he sending himself straight to death instead of dying by another's blade or was he so indignant about being humiliated that wanted to kill himself and bring his enemy along with him? It was too dramatic! Moreover, he was resolute to die yet he sounded as if he had been so wronged that he even asked Yun Yang to relay a message so his brothers could avenge his death?

This…

Hong Zhan was absolutely befuddled, rendered unable to think at all. What did Venerable Lord Ice even mean by doing this?

Seeing that reality was indeed set in stone, he remained in disbelief when he turned to look at Yun Yang, only to see the Tiantang City's Young Master Yun keeping a piece of a shiny item in his embrace while speaking with a heavy heart, ”Venerable Lord Ice, rest in peace. Don't worry, I'll deliver your message for sure! I shall fulfill your last wish and I shall never disregard this relationship of ours!”

Hong Zhan, ”…”

”Uh, Young Master Yun…” This was all Hong Zhan managed to say before he heard two moans of pain from the side; it was his two subordinates who were beginning to wake up. Both of their injuries were rather serious, blood was pouring out of their wounds. If they were not saved in time, he would have to bear the responsibility for these two lives as well.

It would make sense to care for the living first. Considering this, he bolted over and picked up both the men to quickly assess the extent of their injuries before letting them consume some medicine.

After some time, they were both stabilized.

As Hong Zhan turned to look, he newfound relief was short lived as he stood frozen on the spot.

Where was Yun Yang?

Where had the guy gone to?

His eyes scanned the spot where Young Master Yun stood quietly, but it no longer contained that recognizable fluttering purple silhouette that spoke of grace and carefreeness!

Hong Zhan howled, ”Young Master Yun? Yun Yang?!”

He then soared up several hundred feet into the high altitude, overlooking their surroundings, which were being steadily covered in falling snow. A purple silhouette flashed far away before it disappeared entirely.

Why did he leave just like this?

Shouldn't he at least talk about it? Express his opinion on the matter? They could discuss their future plans too. What did he mean by fleeing like this?

”What I've encountered today…” Hong Zhan thought to himself. He was an experienced martial person, one whose martial world knowledge and experience was rich and thorough. However, today he was thoroughly bewildered!

He could not even begin to understand the sort of people and things that he had encountered today; neither could he guess the reason nor cause for all that had just transpired.

They had come, they argued, they fought, they killed, and it had ended.