Chapter 2039: Power is Sin

s round is yours." After some consideration, Yuan Jing made his decision.Yuan Hao was his direct disciple and he trusted him very much."Master Jinshi..." Murong Jian's face changed slightly, he wanted...Zhan Chang Tian's eyes widened, bloodshot and blazing.

He couldn't believe that his pride and joy, the bloodthirsty sword, was so easily broken by Fang Yu's fist.

"Oh..."

Zhan Chang roared with fury, pouring all his power into this single strike!

"Boom!"

The Bloodthirsty Sword emitted an even more powerful aura.

The fissures on the blade were concealed, power surging forth in a sudden burst, slashing forward.

"Huh"

Fang Yu's brow furrowed, his eyes narrowed. The golden cross sword mark on the back of his fist flashed with light!

"Click..."

This time, the Bloodthirsty Sword shattered with astonishing speed, cracks instantly spreading across its blade!

"Pfft!"

The ultimate goal of a sword cultivator is to achieve harmony between human and sword.

And at this moment, Zhan Changtian had long since become one with the Bloodthirsty Sword.

The shattering of the Bloodsword signifies his utter defeat!

"I am the Bloodthirsty Sword Saint, the number one sword in all realms. I will not retreat!" War Commander Tianxia's chin was stained with a lot of blood, but his face showed no fear at all.

He roared, still gripping the blood-soaked sword, and slashed at Fang Yu with all his might.

However, the Bloodthirsty Sword at this time... had already been destroyed by Fang Yu's fist, and most of its aura had dissipated.

Zhan Changtian's actions will only bring him even stronger backlash, just like suicide!

But obviously, he has gone mad and is now beyond reason.

"Boom!"

The next second, the blade of the Bloodthirsty Sword shattered completely!

Fang Yu's fist went through the Bloodthirsty Sword and smashed into Zhan Changtian's chest.

At this moment, a flash of bewilderment crossed Zhan Changtian's eyes, followed by a sense of liberation. A faint smile appeared on his lips instead.

"Boom..."

Fang Yu's fist slammed into Zhan Changtian's chest.

As the Bloodthirsty Sword was shattered, Zhan Changtian, the war commander of the sword cultivators, has lost his combat effectiveness.

He...lost.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, forcibly retracting his strength the instant his fist struck Zhan Changtian!

He wanted to learn more intelligence from Zhan Changtian's mouth.

Therefore, he couldn't let Zhan Changtian die just like that.

"Pff…"

Zhan Changtian spurted blood and flew backward.

He plunged into the ground, causing a deafening roar.

In the midst of smoke and dust, Fang Yu followed [something that fell to the ground].

The sky was still overcast.

Zhan Changtian's body was crushed into the ground, while Fang Yu, shirtless, stood beside him.

"Cough..."

Zhan Changtian spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, his left eye had returned to normal, but his right eye was still bloodshot.

"Why not just kill me" General Tian's left eye had completely lost its anger, while his right eye still burned with murderous intent. However, due to the shattering of the Bloodthirsty Sword, his life force dissipated as well.

"Because I want to ask you some things." Fang Yu looked at Zhan Changtian and spoke.

"Well, what do you want to know" Zhan Changtian smiled and asked.

"I want to know what happened to the Taigu Jianzong that night." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Changtian's face changed, his left eye filled with pain and resentment.

But he didn't answer the question.

"Well, it's fine if you don't want to answer that. Then let me ask you this: there are so many people in the Sword Sect, you didn't kill them all, right" Fang Yu asked.

“It was me who killed him, it really was me! Hahahaha…” Hearing this question, Zhan Changtian’s body trembled violently, his reaction was extremely intense.

Due to his excitement, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

But though he laughed, a single tear of blood rolled down his left eye.

But in his right eye, a blood-red gleam still lingered, filled with the air of a predator.

Fang Yu looked at Zhan Changtian's appearance, his eyes flickering, and exclaimed in shock: "Tens of thousands of people from the Jianzong... did you really kill them"

"It was me who killed him... I can't control myself, I'm possessed by a demon, I can't control myself..." Zhan Changtian was in agony, his whole body convulsing, tears and blood streaming down his face.

Looking at Zhan Changtian, Fang Yu could probably imagine the scene back then.

A certain force descended, taking control of Zhan Changtian's mind, leading him to slay his own fellow disciples with his own hands. Afterward, he was imprisoned within the Jianzong sect, guarding tens of thousands of tombstones and tasked with killing every individual who ventured into the Jianzong ancient tombs.

and this guarding, was for tens of thousands of years...

For so long, day after day, facing so many tombstones of my fellow disciples.

Even imagining this scene feels cruel.

Fang Yu looked at Zhan Changtian, who was trembling with pain, and sympathy appeared in his eyes.

"That evil spirit... Why did it destroy the Jianzong" Fang Yu asked.

Zhan Changtian looked at Fang Yu, then grinned and laughed loudly, "It's because we were too strong, too powerful back then, so it wanted to destroy us! If I had known this, I would rather be a useless person! Strength is the original sin! You are the same, you cultivated into a holy body, sooner or later, evil spirits will come knocking on your door, you will die miserably, just like me, hahaha..."

At this moment, Zhan Changtian's body had begun to show signs of dissipation.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing time was running out, and immediately pressed: "What kind of ghost is it"

At hearing this, Zhan Changtian's expression froze for a moment before he suddenly regained his composure.

His once clearly black and white left eye immediately turned pitch black.

"I've noticed you."

At this moment, Zhan Changtian's voice was completely different from before. There was only endless coldness, as if he would drag people into an abyss of ten thousand feet.

Fang Yu's eyes were cold, staring at Zhan Changtian.

At this time, Zhang Changtian's body had already dissipated by half.

"I will find you." Zhan Changtian said again.

"Get here now, don't talk nonsense." Fang Yu said coldly, "I'll be waiting for you at the Jianzong ancient tomb. If you don't come, you're a coward."

"Sigh..."

At that moment, a gentle breeze blew through.

Zhàn Chángtiān's body dissipated with the wind, vanishing completely.

"It's definitely not a normal life form, otherwise it wouldn't be able to live for so long... But it's not just a will either, what exactly is it" Fang Yu furrowed his brow, puzzled.

……

With the departure of the warlord, the air across the land returned to its usual tranquility.

But the many spatial rifts cleaved by the Bloodthirsty Sword won't recover in a short time.

However, Shi Yuan, who was fighting with Yè Gē, suddenly regained a little bit of consciousness.

"Run, all of you, run quickly..." Shi Yuan said.

"Senior Shi Yuan, let's go together. The evil ghost has been killed by Master Fang..." Ye Ge glanced at the distance and said.

"No… the demon is still here, it's always been here." Shi Yuan shook his head repeatedly, his face ashen. "It won't die, no one can kill it."

Ye Ge's face changed, just as he was about to speak.

"He's right, Zhan Changtian isn't the demon he spoke of, but a victim just like him." Fang Yu flew in from behind and said calmly.

Victim

Ye Ge looked at Fang Yu, her eyes full of doubt.

Fang Yu told him what he knew about the situation.

"Controlled by a demon, he slaughtered everyone in his own sect…" Ye Ge's face turned pale with horror.

He knew how painful this was.

At this moment, Fang Yu was observing Shi Yuan.

According to Zhan Changtian's situation, he remained under the control of so-called evil spirits until his death.

Then Shi Yuan...is he the sameowever, the cultivators of the original clan did not give them a sliver of opportunity. Their attack was like a storm, relentless and never-ending.Both sides suffered great losses in this process.They...