Specks of cold light suddenly appeared in his black pupils, and it was bone-chilling.
They were like two knives, extremely sharp, causing one's eyeballs to hurt just by looking at them.
"Your master has been plotting to kill me. Am I supposed to extend my head and let him chop it off?"
With that, Wang Yan tapped his forehead and a strand of Soul energy shot towards Su Yingluo.
Then, he flicked his finger. A ray of stellar energy shot out and caught up with the Soul energy from before.
Before Su Yingluo could even react, it had already entered her forehead.
The Slave Heart Seal in the depths of her soul instantly disappeared.
"Ugh …"
Su Yingluo moaned and stared at Wang Yan coldly. Her anger had not subsided at all.
She had been adopted by Nangong Liuyun. Even though they were master and disciple, they were like father and daughter.
Now that Nangong Liuyun had died at the hands of Wang Yan, how could she not be angry? How could she not hate him?
"Don't look at me like that. If I didn't have a powerful trump card, I would be the one lying on the ground right now."
"It's only right to be killed because you're weaker. There's nothing to say."
Even though Wang Yan was acquainted with Su Yingluo, it didn't mean that he could tolerate her.
Especially when Su Yingluo attacked Wang Xian'er mercilessly. She had crossed Wang Yan's bottom line.
Every dragon has a reverse scale. Those who touch it must die.
And Wang Yan's reverse scale was Wang Xian'er. No one could touch it.
"If you want to avenge your master, you can give it your all. I won't show any mercy."
Meeting Wang Yan's cold gaze, the anger in Su Yingluo's eyes faded and was replaced by coldness.
"I will avenge my master."
With that, Su Yingluo's figure melded with the void and disappeared.
Nangong Liuyun's corpse also disappeared along with her.
"Brother, why did you let her go?"
In the face of Wang Xian 'er's question, Wang Yan slowly shook his head.
"Let her be. She can't do anything to me anyway."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan lightly exhaled a mouthful of foul air. He was just about to speak when an unusual blush appeared on his face.
Puff …!
A mouthful of dark red blood sprayed out from Wang Yan's mouth, and his body was on the verge of collapse.
In the next instant, Wang Yan could no longer maintain his position in the air, and he fell rapidly.
"Brother!"
With a cry of surprise, Wang Xian'er dashed forward and hugged Wang Yan.
"Brother!"
"I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while …"
…
After sleeping for an unknown period of time, when Wang Yan woke up, he discovered that his bed was already crowded with people.
Wang Xian'er, Cang Jin, and Lin surrounded his bed.
The elders of the Sun Sect and Nie Feichen sat around a round table, discussing something in low voices.
"Brother?
Brother is awake! "
Wang Xian'er, whose attention was always on Wang Yan, immediately noticed that he had woken up and exclaimed.
In an instant, a light breeze blew, and Nie Feichen appeared in front of Wang Yan's eyes.
"It's good that you're awake."
"Sect Leader, I …"
"Don't call me Sect Leader. From the moment you fought with Nangong Liuyun, you were no longer a guest of the Sun Sect."
Without waiting for Wang Yan to finish speaking, Nie Feichen interrupted him with a warm smile.
Slightly startled, Wang Yan nodded his head in realization. Just as he was about to sit up, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian.
In an instant, Wang Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of pain appeared on his pale face.
"A punch with all your strength, but you withdrew most of it midway. It's unavoidable that your dantian will be damaged."
"Fortunately, your meridians weren't damaged. This is already a blessing in disguise."
As he finished speaking, Nie Feichen suddenly bowed.
"Sect Leader Nie, what are you doing?"
"Although this Nie's battle prowess isn't as strong as yours, my cultivation level and experience are slightly higher."
Thinking back to Wang Yan's destructive punch, Nie Feichen still felt a lingering fear in his heart.
If that punch had really been unleashed, apart from Wang Yan, all living beings within a million miles would have been pulverized.
"This Nie thanks you for not using your full strength in that punch, preserving the foundation of the Sun Sect and the lives of tens of thousands of disciples."
"Therefore, you should accept this Nie's bow."
As he finished speaking, aside from Zi Feilong, Cold Blood Tie, Xuan Wenmin, Yu Hanhai, and the others all bowed to Wang Yan in unison.
Facing the actions of the entire Sun Sect's upper echelon, Wang Yan could only respond with a bitter smile.
Since Nie Feichen referred to himself as "this Nie," it was enough to show that he didn't treat Wang Yan as a junior, but as a friend of the same generation, or even a senior.
"Now that you've awakened, you should leave the Sun Sect in a few days."
When these words were spoken, the smile on Nie Feichen's face became slightly stiff. He didn't even dare to look at Wang Yan.
Because this meant that the Sun Sect no longer welcomed Wang Yan, and had given the order to expel him.
However, Wang Yan wasn't angry, because if he didn't leave, the Falling Star Hall's rage would burn the entire Sun Sect to the ground!
"Alright."
Nodding his head solemnly, Wang Yan sat up with the help of Wang Xian 'er.
"Sect Leader Nie, there's no need to worry. We'll leave after packing up."
Hearing this, Nie Feichen heaved a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He bowed again, then left with Coldblood and the others.
…
The scorching sun was scorching hot, but the entire Sun Sect was cold, enveloped in an uneasy atmosphere.
Tens of thousands of disciples looked at the mountain gate of the Sun Sect with reluctant expressions.
There, four figures were slowly walking out of the mountain gate, facing the afterglow of the scorching sun.
The person in the lead had a thin figure, his footsteps slightly unsteady, and an energetic black bird perched on his shoulder.
"Boss, we're leaving just like that?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan's advancing footsteps paused slightly.
"What else?
If we continue to stay, we'll bring disaster to the Sun Sect. "
For the Falling Star Hall to become the leader of the East Continent's three halls, second only to the Jinling Dynasty, its strength could be imagined.
In front of it, the Sun Sect was an existence akin to an ant.
He killed Nangong Liuyun, so he could only leave the Sun Sect.
"Big Brother, where are we going now?"
Wang Xian 'er quickly walked forward and naturally supported Wang Yan.
After pondering for a while, Wang Yan looked back at the Middle Peak of the Sun Sect, which pierced through the clouds.
In the unseen world, a gaze was looking in their direction, with some apologies and helplessness.
Suddenly, Wang Yan chuckled.
"Let's make some noise first, and let those who are about to come know that we've already left the Sun Sect."
Cang Jin chuckled and rubbed his palms together. He looked eager, as if he could not wait to go all out.
Because of his young age, Lin seemed to have nothing to do, and did not notice at all that a storm was brewing.
Only Wang Xian 'er looked worried, because Wang Yan's Dantian was damaged, and he might not be able to exert half of his full strength in a short period of time.
And the Falling Star Hall's towering anger and shocking killing intent could come at any time!
Aside from that, there was also the Prime Warrior saint's arrangements.
As a famed Martial Saint of the Starsource Continent, he could not just let his son be suppressed as a slave.
They would probably face endless battles of killing and being killed along the way.
"Big brother, why don't we go back to Wind Sky City to find uncle Wang first?"
As she thought about it, Wang Xian 'er suddenly looked at Wang Yan with shining eyes. She was filled with hope.
Wang Yan was slightly surprised by the sudden question. His eyes flickered, but he nodded a while later.
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