80: Don't let me see you again, okay, I saw you

"Self-termination..."

Han Feng looked at Jiang Siyu lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes were wide open, filled with regret. She must have deeply regretted stepping forward to defend Han Feng, only to doom her Family.

Even if the Realm of powerhouses who could cross the Void Realm was suppressed, were they weak?

Apparently, they were not weak.

It was just that Jun Lingxiao and his group were too strong.

The Venerable Realm... the peak of this world, yet in Jun Lingxiao's hands, it seemed like nothing, killing them was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

The stench in the air, everyone's gazes, the lingering pressure left by the fallen powerhouses—all reminded Han Feng of what had transpired here.

He watched as the foundation of a Supreme Family vanished before his eyes, and for some reason, the promise he had made to the fatty earlier came to mind.

What of the Upper Realm... didn't they also kneel? "Why... why are you doing this to me? Is it just because I challenged and questioned you on the arena that day?"

Han Feng's eyes were vacant; he didn't believe he had done anything to provoke Jun Lingxiao.

He didn't even know the other party's name at this moment!

Upon careful thought, their first meeting seemed to be then, but to kill him just for that, wasn't it too ridiculous?

"Why do this to you?"

Jun Lingxiao sneered.

Han Feng was the typical Xuanhuan male protagonist: resolute, detesting evil, compassionate, and also... very capable of enduring hardship.

But unfortunately.

"You ask an evil person why they commit evil?"

"Naturally, it's because it's fun; I want to, I'm willing, I'm happy."

"Otherwise, what else could it be? You wouldn't think I'm after the small cauldron inside you, Han Feng?"

"Do you really think I'd care for such a thing?"

Jun Lingxiao's words were cutting, utterly unreasonable.

With each word, Han Feng's face grew paler. He had still hoped to trade the small cauldron within him with Jun Lingxiao, but he hadn't expected his greatest trump card to have already been exposed to him, and for Jun Lingxiao to speak of it with utter disdain.

It was as if the Supreme treasure within him was mere trash, not worth mentioning.

After speaking, Jun Lingxiao suddenly looked at Han Feng's parents.

"Ah, it seems there is indeed a reason."

"Shen Family."

As Jun Lingxiao uttered these two words, everyone, led by Han Tian, immediately knelt down.

"This esteemed adult! The Shen Family did indeed have friction with my Family before, but that was an old generation's affair, unrelated to us, and even those who knew are few..."

Han Tian glanced at his son and then hastily explained.

His panicked demeanor didn't seem feigned. Which prominent Family didn't rise by stepping on others? That Shen Family was merely a small pebble, forgotten by all!

"Family Head Han, I haven't spoken yet. Who permitted you to start explaining?"

Jun Lingxiao interrupted him indifferently.

If I don't speak, you are not even allowed to explain.

With that single sentence, he was utterly domineering, awe-inspiring without anger, and instantly no one dared to speak.

"Moreover, Family Head Han, I think you've misunderstood me. I'm not interested in the underlying reasons."

"I am not a bloodthirsty person, but someone must bear the consequences."

"You may leave, but as for Han Feng..."

Ever since he saw the Han Family members, a strange feeling had arisen in his heart, as if a weight had been added to his shoulders.

Investigate? Explain?

No, no, why bother with so much effort? He only needed to know that the Han Family was involved. That was enough.

The rest, no need to investigate, no need to explain.

"Han Feng, I have already shown my sincerity, now it's your turn."

As Jun Lingxiao spoke, he unfastened the iron sword hanging from his waist and threw it before Han Feng.

Then, seeing that the Han Family members hadn't moved, he urged:

"What? Don't want to leave?"

"I'm sparing you this time. If I see you again next time, there will be no mercy."

The Han Family members, who had been thinking, 'How can we leave if you don't release these iron cuffs?', immediately pushed and shoved each other, scrambling towards the exit of the hall upon hearing his murderous words.

Even Han Feng's parents, who were very reluctant to leave, were dragged along, sniffling and crying, due to being chained by the iron cuffs. Suddenly, only Han Feng remained on the scene, along with the Disciples of Guan Xue Holy Land.

"Commit suicide..."

Han Feng watched his Family members safely depart, and sighed mournfully in his heart.

But in the end, he still yielded. He slowly picked up the unsheathed iron sword from the ground and gripped it, then stared intently at Jun Lingxiao:

"You better keep your word!"

"Otherwise, I won't let you off even as a ghost!"

He said, gritting his teeth, eager to see Jun Lingxiao nod.

Although Han Feng was very unwilling to accept such an outcome, there was nothing he could do at this point. If his death could save his Family, it wouldn't be too bad.

Thinking this, he sighed again, filled with extreme regret.

'If I hadn't come back... No, if I hadn't come back, my Family would have suffered, but if I came back, Jiang Siyu...'

Han Feng thought left and right, only to find that this was a dead end, with no way out.

As he was thinking, he still hadn't heard Jun Lingxiao speak.

He looked up, only to see Jun Lingxiao's face full of smiles... "No way?"

Han Feng had a bad premonition.

Then he saw Jun Lingxiao ignore him and walk towards the exit of the hall.

"You, Jun! You can't go back on your word! You have to keep your promise!"

Han Feng stumbled along, following him. But fortunately, his fears were unnecessary.

Jun Lingxiao stopped at the hall entrance, as if waiting for Han Feng.

"Han Feng, look at them, don't they look like grasshoppers strung on a line?"

Jun Lingxiao looked at the fleeing Han Family members below and said to Han Feng without turning his head.

Outside the hall was a long stone staircase, a full six thousand eight hundred steps. Han Feng had scanned it countless times.

Standing here, one could see everything below clearly. Looking at the people chained together and fleeing for their lives, one pulling the other, they indeed looked a bit like grasshoppers strung together.

But Han Feng's attention wasn't there. He urgently needed Jun Lingxiao's agreement before he could die in peace.

However, Jun Lingxiao spoke first.

"This is the second time we've met."

A cryptic remark that left Han Feng utterly confused, not knowing what Jun Lingxiao meant.

But he saw Jun Lingxiao suddenly raise his hand, and remembering how he had struck down the giant boat not long ago with the same gesture, he immediately understood what he meant.

Next time we meet, there will be no mercy.

But now... it was already the next time they met.

"No, no, no! You can't do this! You're going back on your word!"

"You, Jun!!!"

Han Feng immediately wanted to rush forward to stop Jun Lingxiao, but unfortunately, with An Luoxin on one side and Jun Zizhuo on the other, either of them could simply move a finger and Han Feng would be frozen in place, only able to watch as Jun Lingxiao raised his hand.

Then... he uttered the words that completely plunged him into despair.

"Supreme Dao Art: Heavenly Sword."