God Jue had fallen, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller who consud Tai Sui at also fell, and all around there were no more questions, only countless cries of "Sumimasen!".
The remaining Fusang people, even though close friends and relatives had just died by Duan Yun's hand, held no resentnt, only heartfelt "Sumimasen" and the urge to beco Duan Yun's dogs.
Before Duan Yun went to sea, he promised to break through the Fusang Martial Arts world, and now he has made significant progress.
Because God Jue was a formidable opponent.
Or rather, he was a benchmark for the Fusang Martial Arts world.
And now, the benchmark has fallen, struck down by Duan Yun's sheer power.
What delighted Duan Yun was not defeating such an opponent, as defeating Evil Demons was his duty, just like how justice will eventually triumph over darkness, and the light of righteousness will soon shine on the path ahead, there's no need for pride.
Duan Yun was thrilled by his own breakthrough.
This ti, because of this unexpected incident, the red hair he had longed for appeared all over his body.
Not only did it appear, it beca a powerful weapon.
He felt like a human cannon, able to target anyone he wished.
And in reality, whether it be elite Fusang warriors or ordinary people, once struck by his red hair, none survived.
The key is, after using this red hair, it instantly regenerates as if endless, eternally flourishing.
However at this mont, when Duan Yun dispersed the red hair and returned to normal, he was not eager to use this ominous red hair again.
Because just now, when using the red hair, a strange murmuring suddenly appeared in his ears.
These voices seed to co from another world or a mysterious abyss, trying to pull him in.
At the sa ti, his whole deanor beca peculiar, constantly in an extre state of exhilaration.
To be precise, it was a sort of uncontrollable frenzy.
The murmurs were nurous, as if many things were speaking, bizarrely unlike human sounds, and faintly, he could only make out snippets like "I made it!", "It really worked!" giving a sense of foreboding.
The more he used the red hair, the more serious the situation beca, until eventually he felt himself being dragged in.
Thankfully in the end, equipped with Extraordinary Wisdom and unrivaled talent, along with Boundless Heroic Spirit, he managed to suppress everything, thus avoiding losing control.
He alone was truly capable!
Duan Yun even understood the reason why the Murong Ancestor had ominous late years and his relationship with the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain.
It really isn't sothing an ordinary person can grasp.
Luckily, he is not ordinary.
Though Duan Yun is confident, it is rational confidence; he knows he must be at his peak when using the red hair to be safe, as Extraordinary Wisdom, robust physique, unrivaled talent, and Boundless Heroic Spirit all must be present.
Missing any might prevent complete suppression of the ominousness.
By this ti, dawn was breaking.
Duan Yun can be said to have fought through the night, feeling tired and hungry.
Thus, he decided to eat first.
As soon as he made this decision, a feast was delivered to him.
Yes, a feast, not a al.
A feast is much more elaborate than a al.
Even though Duan Yun has traveled far and wide for years, quite experienced, he had seldom seen such a feast.
Nurous naked won were laid out with food and carried to Duan Yun.
Most of the food was seafood, with its aroma filling the air, and the won were naturally beautiful and full of charm.
Most of the naturally beautiful ones were the wives of n from the Jue family, while the charming ones were the mothers of the Jue family's children.
Having killed God Jue, their biological father, they now wished to acknowledge Duan Yun as father, offering wives and mothers was commonplace.
After all, it's popular in Fusang.
If you haven't noticed this trend, perhaps you haven't killed Fusang people hard or enough.
Sadly, in at least a century, Duan Yun is the only one from Jiu Zhou to enjoy this treatnt.
Most of the ti, Fusang people are superior, many from Jiu Zhou dare not desecrate them.
This ti, many dogs of the sea ca to witness Duan Yun being cruelly killed by Fusang's Lord Hai.
But alas, those whose will wasn't top-notch have already committed harakiri or hung themselves.
On this journey, they witnessed unprecedented blows and humiliation to Fusang's Lord Hai who was sacred and unassailable in their eyes.
Unable to accept this reality, they chose death.
By now, the remaining sea dogs were the most resolute.
Most fit to push back against adversity.
Yet seeing Lords Hai serving wives and mothers as platters, they could hardly endure, feeling breathless and trembling intensely.
This adversity is bitter beyond imagination.
Bitterer than being crushed into nothingness.
As Duan Yun watched the food being served, ready to eat, he was called away by the awoken Ziyu in the morning.
Ziyu said, if Duan Yun dared to eat, then she would dare to spread rumors, telling Feng Ling'er, Shen Ying, and the Murong siblings how Young Hero Duan was living in Fusang.
Not to ntion Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er, even the Murong siblings might jump up to fight him.
No choice, the Murongs are the least able to see their brother suffer, and equally unable to see their brother ride a fine horse.
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