2: You're crying and begging for forgiveness now? It's too late!

Chapter 2: Crying for forgiveness now? Too late!

"Whoosh—!"

The moment Ye Han’s red spirit ring appeared.

A terrifying aura swept in all directions.

All the disdain from everyone present instantly vanished at this moment.

It was replaced by shock, immense shock, absolute shock!

"A hundred! A 100,000 Year Spirit Ring!"

Ning Rongrong shrieked, her voice trembling.

She stared at the red spirit ring in disbelief.

The surrounding Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Disciples were also greatly shocked.

One must know that throughout the entire continent, those who possessed a 100,000 Year Spirit Ring were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Ye Han looked at their expressions, a cruel arc forming on his lips:

"Ning Rongrong, today I will slaughter the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and make them buried with you!"

With that, he suddenly tightened his grip on the Vengeance Evil Sword.

Two fingers quickly ran across the sword body, and his lips slightly moved:

"First Spirit Ability, My Body as a Sword, Shaking All Directions!"

In an instant, the first yellow hundred-year spirit ring encircling him lit up.

The Vengeance Evil Sword immediately hummed and vibrated, then bloomed with brilliant black light.

A terrifyingly evil Sword Intent surged, sweeping in all directions.

The Disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School felt as if Death had descended.

They wanted to escape now, but with their strength, how could they possibly do it?

"Ah... ahhh...!"

In a flash, countless Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Disciples were cut down by the Sword Intent, dying tragically on the spot.

Afterward, Ye Han wasted no words, gripping his sword and directly lunging towards Ning Rongrong.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong's face filled with terror, and she shrieked in horror.

Her delicate body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, with nowhere to run!

"Die!"

Just as Ye Han was about to succeed, three terrifying auras rapidly approached.

"Clang—!"

A Seven Kill Sword struck first, blocking in front of Ning Rongrong.

Following it were countless huge dark purple bones, shielding her within.

"Rumble—!"

Ye Han's attack shattered the Seven Kill Sword.

It fiercely struck those huge dark purple bones.

The bones bore the blow, developing countless cracks.

Yet, they were not broken, and Ning Rongrong miraculously survived!

Seeing this, Ye Han retreated rapidly, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The next second, three figures appeared in front of Ning Rongrong.

Leading them was a middle-aged man with a face like jade and a prominent nose.

The figure on the left wore a snow-white robe, with white hair and beard.

The figure on the right wore a dark purple robe, with a gaunt face.

It was Ning Fengzhi, along with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who had jointly crippled him.

When they saw that the crippled Ye Han had recovered.

And had obtained a 100,000 Year Spirit Ring, they were all greatly astonished.

"Father! Grandpa Sword! Grandpa Bone!"

The moment they appeared, Ning Rongrong became excited as if she had found a life-saving straw.

At the same time, she recovered from her horror, a wicked arc forming on her lips.

She immediately threw her delicate body into Ning Fengzhi's arms, fake-crying and feigning sincerity:

"Wuwu, Father..."

"Now you believe Rongrong wasn't lying to you then, right...?"

"This beast Ye Han, after I rejected him, forced himself upon me and defiled me..."

"Now he's here to kill me, clearly because he couldn't have me and wants to destroy me... wuwu..."

As she spoke, she secretly raised her proud head towards Ye Han, a look of disdain on her face.

The meaning on her face was clear, she was mocking Ye Han, for daring to reject her back then.

Ning Fengzhi heard her words, and combined with seeing Ye Han's vicious attack on Ning Rongrong, he angrily roared:

"Hmph! Ye Han! It seems I truly didn't wrong you back then!"

"I thought Rongrong was making things up at the time, but I never expected you to be such a beast!"

Chen Xin and Gu Rong also glared fiercely at Ye Han, roaring with majesty:

"Ye Han, no matter how you recovered your strength, today you shall leave your life here!"

The words of the Sword and Bone Douluo were filled with confidence and anger.

It seemed they could easily slay Ye Han here.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Ye Han burst into laughter upon hearing their words:

"You thought Ning Rongrong was making things up back then?"

"Then why didn't you investigate thoroughly before acting against me?"

"Never mind, at this point, your entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School shall be buried with her!"

As the angry roar fell, Ye Han's inner aura completely erupted.

"Revenge Domain, activate!"

The moment he spoke, a terrifying Domain.

With Ye Han at its center, instantly spread throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

This Domain was precisely the Domain Ye Han obtained from his Spirit mutation.

Within the Domain's range.

His own strength increased by one hundred percent.

While enemy strength was weakened by fifty percent.

And the speed of Soul Power circulation within their bodies was also suppressed by one level!

Everyone within the entire range immediately felt a surge of pressure, greatly shocked.

"This... this is a Domain!"

"How can he possess such a terrifying Domain!"

The Sword and Bone Douluo were instantly dumbfounded, their pupils contracting violently.

If they were to fight in this state, they probably wouldn't gain any advantage!

Ning Fengzhi also showed a solemn expression, immediately activating his Spirit:

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, I'll help you, quickly subdue this beast!"

Seeing this, Ye Han's lips once again curved into a cruel arc:

"Do you think I'll let you succeed?"

With a cold laugh, Ye Han's seventh spirit ring instantly lit up:

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Surging Grievance, Vengeance True Body!"

A huge illusory image of the Vengeance Evil Sword instantly appeared.

Directly boosting the power of all Ye Han's Spirit Abilities by three hundred percent.

Immediately after, Ye Han's second Spirit Ability lit up, his lips moving rapidly:

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Gather Grievance into Sword, Myriad Swords Return to One!"

As his words fell, countless brilliant sword lights instantly shot out into the sky.

Under the dual enhancements of the Revenge Domain and the Seventh Spirit Ability.

The power of this attack from Ye Han was directly increased by four hundred percent.

These sword lights were extremely fast, imbued with endless vengeful resentment.

"What! This terrifying evil aura!!!"

The Sword and Bone Douluo's faces were filled with terror; they wanted to use Spirit Abilities to block.

But due to the Revenge Domain, the speed of their Soul Power circulation decreased, making it too late.

They exchanged glances, then immediately turned to protect Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi with their Physical Bodies.

"Pfft... pfft...!"

Countless sword lights struck their bodies, eliciting tragic screams.

Amidst the spreading blood mist, the Sword and Bone Douluo actually perished right there!

"Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone!"

Feeling their auras vanish, Ning Fengzhi cried out in despair.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned pale, and her whole body trembled, unable to believe it.

Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone were Titled Douluo, how could this be possible!

"Whoosh—!"

At this moment, Ye Han's figure swayed, suddenly flashing in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Ah!"

Ning Rongrong screamed, her face drained of color.

She collapsed to the ground, quickly scooting backward.

Ye Han was not in a hurry to kill her; he kicked Ning Fengzhi down.

He stepped heavily on his head, his longsword pointing directly at Ning Fengzhi's neck.

"Little! Little Han!"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke kindly at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Ye Han stomped down, forcefully knocking him unconscious.

Ning Rongrong witnessed this scene, her beautiful eyes instantly widened, and her delicate body trembled violently.

She scrambled and crawled to kneel before Ye Han, tears streaming down like rain, desperately begging for mercy:

"Wuwu, Brother Ye Han..."

"I beg you, don't kill my father..."

"I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have slandered you..."

"I'll do anything you want, please don't kill my father... wuwu..."

Ye Han watched her cry coldly, a cruel arc suddenly forming on his lips:

"Crying for forgiveness now? Too late!"

With that, Ye Han suddenly exerted force, and his longsword instantly pierced Ning Fengzhi's neck.