Chapter 299: Goodbye To Life (2/2)

“Boom!” Sanchuan’s cultivation showed its worth. Feiyun’s saber shattered and fell to the ground. It cracked from being frozen by the chilling iceberg.

“That’s all you can do, haha!” Sanchuan assumed that he was stronger after breaking Feiyun’s weapon.

Feiyun didn’t respond. Sanchuan was indeed powerful, but he wasn’t unbeatable. This saber was a random blade from the martial army, it wasn’t a divine weapon at all. It was understandable that it couldn’t withstand Sanchuan’s Hell-Ice Technique.

It would be a different story with his own stone saber.

Zhao Tian gratefully bowed his head towards Feng Feiyun: “Thank you, Sir Thousand-man Commander, for lending a hand. These heretics are ruthless with monstrous backings. If you offend them, it will bring about endless trouble, so you should just join our pagoda…”

Zhao Tian noticed that this Thousand-man Commander’s cultivation was incredible on top of being extraordinarily courageous, so he wanted to draw him into the pagoda in order to contend with the heretical schools.

“Haha! The pagoda are mere fish on the chopping board. We can ravage and trample on them whenever we want.” Sanchuan’s laughter became even more grating. Although he was quite handsome and tall, he sounded just like a eunuch from the palace.

With the broken saber still in his hand, Feiyun snorted: “I hate dogs who bully the weak and quiver before the strong like you!”

Sanchuan’s eyes turned cold. His whole body was covered with icy crystals while nine huge icebergs emerged behind him. In just a split second, the air turned bleak. Even the six heretical disciples had to run back in order to withstand this chilling atmosphere.

This was his qi image, “Nine Glaciers Heaven.”

Feng Feiyun heroically stood there and used his body to resist the cold. A plume of fire came out of his armor and glazed the bluestone on the ground.

“When I left here, willow shed tears. I come back now, snow bends the bough…” Suddenly, a song came from the Apricot Mansion. The tune was clear as if a musical goddess had descended from the heavens.

The melody drifted with the wind across all of Radiance that was engulfed in winter. The falling flakes became even prettier, just like scattering flowers. It wasn’t because the snow itself was beautiful, the song made them so.

The voice was also melodious. One would be hard-pressed to find another beautiful voice of this level.

Feng Feiyun and Lu Sanchuan were ready to fight, but after hearing the song from the mansion, they were both distracted and lost the will to fight. Feng Feiyun was moved. He grabbed the apricot blossoms in the air and smelled them. There was a faint scene of that person.

There were only two people in the world who could play a tune to this level that Feng Feiyun knew of, Nangong Hongyan with her zither and Dongfang Jingyue with her jade pipa.

A sadness that made people shed tears uncontrollably, a softness that made people sleep with sweet dreams.

This was played with the zither…

As long as our fates are still connected, we may meet again…

It must be her! She was inside the mansion right now. Who was she singing and playing the tune for?

“Let us go.” A sweet fragrance came from above. One could vaguely see a peerless figure flying into the Apricot Mansion. Even Zhao Tian was stunned to see this figure, but Feng Feiyun had no interest in her at this moment. His mind was completely occupied by another woman.

In front of that woman, every other woman in the world was unimportant and not worth mentioning.

The six disciples and Lu Sanchuan all followed her into the mansion.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!” Feng Feiyun slashed down four times in order to release the chained female disciples. The chains fell to the ground, but the four women remained there motionlessly as if petrified.

After a long while, shameful expressions appeared on their faces. They felt that their bodies had been dirtied. This stain has completely shattered their past honor and pride. They all slammed their palms into their forehead, no longer wanting to live while carrying this shame.

Luckily, Feng Feiyun had detected their abnormal eyes earlier and quickly took action. He used his spirit arts to seal their hands.

Feng Feiyun said: “The most precious thing to any living being is their life. There is only one chance; after dying, everything will disappear.”

“Sir, thank you for delivering us from the abyss of misery, but we beg you, don’t interfere. Only death will end this degradation done by the heretics.” Yaren was full of tears after saying this. Her eyes were begging him; they no longer wanted to live after this experience.

Just what kind of experience could make cultivators with powerful wills no longer want to live?