146: Cursed to death

No one expected the battle at Tianji Mountain to end in such a manner.

Shen Lian held Song Xiangyun, who resembled a dead dog, and slowly walked before the heroes, saying coldly, “Who else intends to continue fighting me? Shen Lian will accompany you to the end.”

The scene was silent, with only suppressed gasps and the violent pounding of hearts echoing among the crowd.

No one dared to step forward and exchange blows with this madman, nor did anyone have the courage to continue fighting to the death.

“The reason trash is trash is that ignorance and arrogance are the main causes. Is that true, including for you, this bitch?”

After Shen Lian finished speaking, he threw Song Xiangyun directly onto the ground.

“Ah~”

With a cry of pain, Song Xiangyun desperately and laboriously squirmed forward.

She dared not look back to see what expression Shen Lian wore, much less witness his gaze that looked down upon an ant.

Now, she had only one thought in her mind: crawl, quickly crawl away from this madman. As long as she crawled to the feet of the heroes, she could definitely make a comeback.

However, the next moment, Shen Lian’s sole stepped directly onto the back of her head.

“Still trying to escape? Where can you run to? Even now, you still hope this group of trash will step in to save you, huh?”

With a cold snort, Shen Lian’s foot increased its pressure, directly grinding Song Xiangyun's face into the mud.

“Hahaha, Song Xiangyun, where is your arrogance? Where is your dignity?”

“Don’t you want to see how pathetic you look right now!”

“Why aren’t you speaking? Weren’t you quite eloquent?”

Shen Lian was arrogant and overbearing, his expression maniacal, as he continuously stepped back and forth on Song Xiangyun's body.

Song Xiangyun had lost all her cultivation and, after repeated torment from Shen Lian, was already wishing for death.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she shouted loudly, “Shen Lian! As the saying goes, the winner is king and the loser is outlaw. You have already won, so why be so aggressive?

What sense of accomplishment do you get from humiliating a weak person? Why don’t you just give me a swift death!”

“Of course you must die, but letting you die just like this is truly unsatisfying!”

Shen Lian sneered and snapped her spine with a single stomp.

Song Xiangyun immediately let out a silent wail, her facial expression twisted and ferocious, making it immediately clear what kind of pain she was enduring.

“Painful? Desperate? Regretful?”

“This is the price a loser should pay!”

“This is the unique privilege of the victor!”

“In Shen Lian’s mind, the victor should ruthlessly humiliate the loser until she can never rise again.”

“Now that you have become the defeated, you don’t even qualify for death, hahaha!”

Having said this, the merciless iron foot kicked Song Xiangyun's delicate body blow after blow, completely ignoring her feelings.

Every time the foot landed, Song Xiangyun was in such pain that her face was unrecognizable.

Did she regret it?

Perhaps she did!

But what she felt more was resentment—resentment that one day she would be forced into this predicament by a bootlicker she once viewed as an ant and trash.

Ling Mofeng, who was standing nearby, couldn't bear to watch and immediately spoke up to persuade him, “Fellow Daoist Shen, you have already avenged your centuries of enmity, so why humiliate her in such a way? Why not grant her a swift death?”

Hearing the sound, Shen Lian stopped his brutality, turning his head to meet Ling Mofeng’s anxious face with cold eyes.

The worry in Ling Mofeng's eyes was that Shen Lian might truly fall into the Demonic Path because of this.

If that were the case, how heartbroken would Shen Chuyun, who had always deeply loved him, be?

“Are you pitying her?”

Facing Shen Lian’s skepticism, Ling Mofeng merely shook his head in denial.

“Fellow Daoist Shen, her current predicament is purely self-inflicted, and your way of venting your dissatisfaction is understandable. But, enough is enough, truly enough. I fear that if you continue like this, you will truly lose yourself.”

“Nonsense!”

Shen Lian let out a low shout, interrupting what he was about to say next.

“Ling Mofeng, you have never experienced what I have felt in the past, so naturally, you can speak so grandly.

Today, I only heed your advice. If it were anyone else, they would already be a cold corpse!”

Ling Mofeng sighed softly, knowing that anything else he said would be ignored, so he stepped back two paces and stopped persuading him.

Shen Lian turned back and continued to step on Song Xiangyun’s slender waist.

“bitch, didn’t you dream of climbing to the peak of power?”

“But did you ever consider what it feels like to fall from a great height? Want to experience it?”

Song Xiangyun’s blood-soaked face twitched, and immediately her pupils contracted as she struggled to utter a few words: “What exactly do you want to do?”

Shen Lian sneered, then looked at the crowd before him.

Just that cold glance caused all the Cultivators to involuntarily step back two paces.

That gaze revealed contemptuous madness, completely disregarding everyone present.

“I want to ask you a question: how do you intend to resolve today’s matter peacefully?”

“Will you listen to my commands and talk, or continue to challenge me? Choose one yourself!”

The crowd exchanged glances, finding it difficult to decide on Shen Lian's proposal for a moment.

Boom—

With a roar, Shen Lian directly shattered the body of a Void Refining Realm Sect Master with one palm.

“Are you testing my patience?”

Facing his terrifying power, the Cultivators finally felt fear and made the correct response in an instant.

“Fellow Daoist Shen, please calm your anger. Today’s incident was purely a misunderstanding, purely a misunderstanding.”

“Since Fellow Daoist Shen is willing to negotiate peace, we are naturally happy to see it happen.”

“Tell us, Fellow Daoist Shen, what you want us to do. No matter how difficult, we will certainly do our best.”

Seeing the opportunistic attitude of these ants, Shen Lian merely curled his lips slightly and did not expose them.

“Since you are willing to listen to me, Shen Lian, I shall issue only one command: three days from now, I will parade Song Xiangyun, this bitch, through the streets. You must publicize the crimes she has committed throughout the entire Northern Region within these three days!”

Hearing that she was going to be paraded, Song Xiangyun immediately panicked: “Shen Lian, you are so malicious. I am already a dying person, can’t you just let me die quickly?”

“Hahahaha, Song Xiangyun, I remember that when I was injured back then, you were the one who beat me until I was covered in wounds and paraded me through the streets.

Now, I am merely returning everything you did to me, exactly as it was. And you can’t handle it?”

Song Xiangyun shook her head violently, her eyes filled with terror: “No, Shen Lian, you can’t do this to me, absolutely not! Kill me now, I am willing to atone for my sins with death.”

As she spoke, she suddenly tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide.

But before she could act, Shen Lian stopped her one step ahead.

“Want to die? I can grant your wish, but you must die amidst a torrent of curses!”

“And before you die, I’ll let you witness firsthand what a scene of collusion and corruption the Northern Region under your rule truly is, hahahaha!”

Upon hearing this, Song Xiangyun immediately trembled, looking at Shen Lian with venomous hatred in her eyes: “Shen Lian, you are so malicious. If you dare do this, I won’t forgive you even if I die!”

“Hahaha, the last person who said that, Lu Qinghuan, was already disemboweled by me and strangled herself with her own intestines. Compared to her, I am already very merciful to you, hahahaha.”

That single sentence instantly plunged Song Xiangyun into a daze.

“Lu Qinghuan is dead too?”

“Don’t worry. After the seven of you bitches die, I will gather your souls and then let you experience the pain of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, never to reincarnate, hahahaha.”

The maniacal laughter tore apart the last shred of hope in Song Xiangyun’s heart.