Yan Hanqing's true body perished, but his other primordial spirits remained. One by one, they soared into the air, intersecting as they launched an attack on Chen Tang.

Chen Tang wielded his sword like an unparalleled swordsman, maneuvering and leaping with grace. The Xuanwei Sword pierced from various angles, a slight movement of the tip unleashing a blinding array of sword light.

His sword moves were exquisitely refined, each strike and style as if measured out with meticulous precision by heavenly craftsmen, without the slightest deviation, precise to the point of being terrifying. Even the finest masters of swordsmanship could, at most, match his level, not surpass his precision.

This was the source of his strength, yet it was also why Chen Yindou disliked him, believing that despite his youth, he was full of craft but lacked the ability to integrate and become a grandmaster.

However, Chen Tang was precisely not of the same free-spirited character as Chen Yindou and Chen Shi.

His childhood was suffocating, as he was talented but overshadowed by the even more brilliant Chen Wu at home, yearning for his father's affection, yet his father favored Chen Wu. Despite striving for success in his studies, he could not rival Chen Wu.

Even his father's friends considered him dull and inflexible, incapable of adaptation.

In such an environment, he developed a cautious and meticulous personality, particularly toward his cultivation, seeking perfection.

In just a brief moment, all eleven primordial spirits fell to his sword.

Chen Tang sheathed his sword, but with a crack, the scabbard exploded.

He frowned slightly; this scabbard was meticulously crafted from Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures extracted during his time as Vice Minister at the Ministry of Revenue, one of a kind.

This scabbard could restrain his Void Great Realm, allowing him to conceal his edge and remain unnoticed by others.

But now, the scabbard could not withstand his Void Great Realm, shattered directly by the Sword Qi. He lacked the resources to craft a second scabbard.

"But now, do I still need to conceal my edge?" he murmured softly.

With this thought, Chen Tang smiled, tossing the Xuanwei Sword into the air. The divine sword hovered, forming a Void Great Realm suspended in the sky.

He hurried toward the direction where the carriage had departed.

Chen Shi had ordered the eradication of everyone in the Yan Family, without mercy.

He was also carrying out this decision of Chen Shi.

Soon, he caught up with the carriage, only to find it empty.

Yan Shaomian and Fang Zhenxiu were nowhere to be seen.

Chen Tang stood in the air, gazing into the distance, scanning in all directions, yet still unable to find the siblings.

Just then, the distant fluctuations of a spell battle among experts reached him, as if a God Refining Realm master were fighting desperately. Chen Tang immediately flew over to offer support, to prevent a significant loss of life at Red Mountain Hall.

Yan Shaomian and Fang Zhenxiu had been fleeing, having long changed their original clothes and appearance to disguise themselves simply, and continued to escape beyond the province.

Over ten days later, the siblings arrived in Lingzhou Province, the territory of the Xu Family, one of the Thirteen Families. Yan Shaomian, heeding Sect Master Yan Shihai's instructions, dared not contact the Xu Family nor reveal her identity, hoping only to pass through Lingzhou quietly.

She deliberately avoided the temples, as they housed Huaxia Gods resurrected by Chen Shi, with Red Mountain Hall personnel nearby. If detected, the siblings' lives would be in grave danger.

Days passed unnoticed until they arrived at a deserted town, resting when Yan Shaomian suddenly noticed a group of Heaven Listeners surrounding a large mansion, causing her heart to stir.

"Why are these Heaven Listeners here in such a desolate and remote place?"

She scrutinized the Heaven Listeners closely, observing ear-shaped shadows faintly manifesting around the foliage and sky with one Heaven Listener's breathing.

"These Heaven Listeners are very powerful! They're either Venerable Kings or Venerable Lords! Oddly, these Heaven Listener Venerable Kings and Lords are not monitoring the mansion."

Her heart trembled slightly, scrutinizing further, realizing that the Heaven Listeners seemed to be guarding the mansion!

"The people inside this mansion must be from Despair Slope!"

A thought suddenly sprang to her mind. Unconsciously, she held Fang Zhenxiu's hand and walked toward the mansion.

As if driven by a higher power, she found herself at the mansion's entrance, hesitant to speak. At this moment, one Heaven Listener Venerable Lord bowed and asked, "Is it Miss Yan Shaomian from the Yan Family?"

Yan Shaomian's heart raced wildly; she steadied herself and replied, "I am Yan Shaomian."

The Heaven Listener Venerable Lord said, "By my master's command, I await Miss Yan here. Please, follow me."

Yan Shaomian, tightly holding Fang Zhenxiu's hand, cautiously followed him into the mansion. Newly built, the estate was complete with pavilions and halls, the scent of fresh lacquer lingering in the air. At its center stood a rustic grass hut, starkly contrasting its surroundings.

The Heaven Listener Venerable Lord, as if hearing her silent curiosity, said, "This is my master's ancestral home. My master cherished the past and could not bear to dismantle it."

Yan Shaomian, tightly grasping Fang Zhenxiu's hand without a moment of slack or negligence, asked, "May I know who the master of this place is?"

That day, the Venerable Lord of Heaven Listeners said, "My master is surnamed Zhong, named Wuwang, originally from Qinghe Town in Shenmu County, Lingzhou, and is currently learning skills at Despair Slope."

He arranged for the brother and sister to settle down, saying, "Three meals a day, clothes, food, and daily necessities, just give your orders."

Yan Shaomian thanked him, thinking to herself, "Indeed, they are cultivators of Despair Slope! If I could join Despair Slope, Perhaps I could avenge my Yan Family's blood feud!"

Thinking of the deep vendetta of the Yan Family, her heart ached with intense pain.

Not long after, the Venerable Lord of Heaven Listeners brought new clothes, all made of brocade and silk, along with various accessories. Each of the siblings received several sets of luxurious clothing that they could wear interchangeably.

The food provided by the Heaven Listeners was also excellent, even better than what she ate at the Yan Family, cooked with various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, not only satisfying their appetite but also enhancing their cultivation.

After waiting this way for two or three days, Yan Shaomian felt a bit uneasy, "Despair Slope destroyed the Upper Realm, and now they invited us siblings to stay here. What is their real intention?"

Suddenly, voices came from outside the door.

"Young Master, the people have arrived, waiting for two days."

"I was delayed. There were some matters in Liuzhou."

The voice approached, and Yan Shaomian quickly called her brother, holding Fang Zhenxiu's hand, and they walked out of the room.

Opposite them stood a handsome young nobleman, dressed in a red robe reaching the ground, with a black python belt around his waist, adorned with a fragrance pouch and a jade pendant, his eyes gentle, meeting her gaze.

Yan Shaomian's heart throbbed violently twice, "His attire is somewhat similar to Chen Shi's."

Zhong Wuwang said, "I apologize for the long wait. I am Zhong Wuwang, a disciple of Despair Slope. Nice to meet you, Miss Yan. I am aware of the Yan Family's situation and have gone to see it. I deeply sympathize with the Yan Family's misfortune."

Yan Shaomian gracefully saluted, saying, "Shaomian is grateful for your hospitality, Young Master. Since you came from Liuzhou, do you know the current situation of the Yan Family?"

Zhong Wuwang said, "The Yan Family has been completely destroyed, no longer in existence. Of the Yan Family members, only thirty to forty percent managed to escape alive from Liuzhou. They often change their names or even disfigure themselves to survive."

Yan Shaomian's face turned solemn.

"I have gathered all the information from each of the Fifty Provinces and forwarded it here. The Yan Family across different regions has also suffered heavy casualties. Within three days, the Yan Family, one of the Thirteen Families, was uprooted."

Zhong Wuwang continued, "In the underworld, the Yan Family's Yama Hall and Eighteen Layers of Hell, as well as their forces in the Immortal City, have all been eradicated. Only a few lucky ghost gods are left, fleeing in fear. Miss Yan, your family is finished."

Yan Shaomian felt the world spinning around her, her body swayed, biting her lip hard to stabilize herself. After a moment, she asked, "Dare I ask Brother Wuwang, what about my grandfather Yan Hanqing's life and death?"

Zhong Wuwang said, "Yan Hanqing fell at the hands of Chen Tang."

Yan Shaomian struggled to stand firm. After a while, she bowed deeply to Zhong Wuwang, saying, "I beg Brother Wuwang to have mercy, introduce me to a renowned master. If I can become a disciple of Despair Slope, learn some skills, and avenge my Yan Family, I am willing to serve as a slave for life!"

Zhong Wuwang helped her up, smiling, "Miss, you overstate. To be honest, the reason I kept you two is indeed to take on disciples. I am about to graduate, attain the Immortal Realm, harmonize with Heaven and Earth, and become an Immortal True. Despair Slope has a rule of one master, one disciple. I may take one disciple. You have already learned the Yan Family's skills and are not suitable for Despair Slope."

Yan Shaomian gritted her teeth, pulled Fang Zhenxiu to Zhong Wuwang, and said, "Then I beg Brother Wuwang to accept my brother. He is good at everything and can endure any hardship!"

Zhong Wuwang carefully examined Fang Zhenxiu. After a moment, he smiled, "His aptitude is indeed not bad. He can stay, but I need to assess him before accepting him as my disciple. If he passes, he will be my disciple."

Yan Shaomian thanked him.

Zhong Wuwang's gaze fell on her, saying slowly, "Miss Yan, do you know why I stayed a few more days in Liuzhou?"

Yan Shaomian stood up, slowly shaking her head, "I don't know."

"I was observing Chen Shi's cultivation techniques."

Zhong Wuwang said, "He once defeated my techniques, took an earring from my left ear, tore off my earlobe. This matter bothers me deeply, but my realm is high, and I don't bother using my realm to suppress him. This time, I watched him from afar, finding flaws in his cultivation techniques. This time, I found twelve fatal flaws in him. I will pass them on to you, and you go see him on my behalf."

He smiled slightly, "Whether you can kill him depends on how much you can learn."

Yan Shaomian's eyes lit up, and she immediately bowed again, bowing her head, saying, "Shaomian thanks Brother Wuwang!"

Zhong Wuwang laughed heartily, helping her up, and passed all the twelve techniques he had comprehended to Yan Shaomian.

These twelve techniques were extremely diverse, including spells, swordsmanship, arrays, and even needle techniques, as well as some close combat techniques!

Ordinary cultivators often only specialized in one spell in their lifetime, and even then, they might not fully master it. But Yan Shaomian, being the appointed future head of the Yan Family, was extraordinarily intelligent. She mastered these twelve techniques in three days.

Zhong Wuwang instructed, "Chen Shi is full of demonic nature. If you go to see him, before you even approach, he will chop you down. You have to loudly say that Zhong Wuwang sent you to see him, Zhong Wuwang broke his cultivation techniques and passed nine techniques to you, intending for you to kill him! If you say this, he will be intrigued."

His eyes flashed, he continued, "He holds himself in extremely high regard, believing that even without the Innate Dao Embryo, he would not be inferior to me. So, he will certainly allow you to perform. He will likely evade your first nine moves, but the key lies in the last three."

"These three moves are the trump cards. I have already calculated the methods he will use to counter the first nine moves. The last three moves, each more lethal than the last, will completely sever all his life force!"

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