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Er Ye revealed a sinister smile, slowly placing one hand near my father's throat. At that moment, my father looked at me, his eyes filled with tears, revealing endless regret through the bloodshot gaze.
"Stop!" I shouted. "Haven't you already gotten the position you wanted?! What more do you want?!"
"Well..." Er Ye feigned contemplation before continuing, "This matter originally had nothing to do with you, but since you want to know, I might as well tell you..."
"Do you really think all I desire is to be at the Fifth Level? What I want is to become the leader of the Yang Master! I want to personally kill the current leader! I want to watch him lose everything and experience the pain of losing it all!" As Er Ye spoke, his expression gradually twisted.
"Isn't he your father?! Have you completely lost your humanity?!"
"Father?! He is not my father; my parents were killed by his own hands! When I was still young, he murdered my parents right in front of me and then forced me to be his adopted son, showing me the darkest sides of humanity every day. The way I am now is all thanks to him; do you understand anything?"
"I have endured for over a decade just for this moment! I know he has lost all his power now; this is the best opportunity to take everything from him because only someone at the Fifth Level can access and command those beneath them in the Yang Master..."
"Do you know? After I reached the Fifth Level, I realized that I wasn't the only one dissatisfied with the leader; nearly half of the Yang Master wants him out. But due to fear of his immense power, they all kept their heads down and dared not speak out. Now, it's good; I can lead them to completely overthrow the leader."
"As for you, Shen Xu! Your appearance nearly ruined my plans, so I want you to taste losing everything first so that you'll think twice before trying to take from others!"
With that, Er Ye aimed his finger at my father's neck, ready to strike. At that moment, Er Ye had completely lost his sanity; all I could see in his eyes was deep hatred and anger.
"Stop... stop..." Yao Long, who had been lying nearby, managed to rise with great effort after hearing Er Ye's words, gripping the edge of the bed for support. "I'm not dead yet; aren't you going to kill me first?"
Stumbling slightly, Yao Long slowly drew Azure Spirit from behind him. Judging by his movements, it seemed he had exhausted his last bit of strength just to stand up; there was no energy left for an attack.
"Yao Long..." As soon as his name escaped my lips, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. "Yao Long, I'm begging you, please leave and don't fight anymore."
Yao Long turned his head, blood spilling from his mouth as he forced a smile. "You didn't just meet me for the first time, right?"
He lifted his heavy arm with great effort, aiming the Azure Spirit bow at Er Ye in front of him. Blood had already drenched his body, and as he raised his arm, crimson blood flowed down the bow.
Seeing that Yao Long had made up his mind, I knew there was nothing more I could do, only regretting that I felt like a useless being, unable to move. With tears in my eyes and gritting my teeth, I said to Er Ye, "Er Ye, listen to me. Either you kill me now along with him, or I will personally tear you to pieces!"
Er Ye sighed helplessly, "I can't help it. Who told you to stand in front of me? If you had the sense to step aside earlier, this wouldn't have happened... Well, I've done what I should and shouldn't have done. It's time to send your friends and family on their way."
As soon as he finished speaking, he dragged my father while walking towards Yao Long.
Yao Long, seeing this, tried to gather his blood into arrows, but due to his severe injuries, the power within him was nearly depleted. The arrow barely formed before it turned back into a pool of blood and splattered on the ground.
"I have to admit, you're a man. It's just a pity you followed the wrong person. If you hadn't left Yang Master with that traitor Death Apostle, you might be living well now," Er Ye said.
"Bah!" Yao Long spat a mouthful of blood onto Er Ye's face and retorted, "Would I have a good life associating with someone worse than pigs and dogs? I'm not at that point yet; even if I die, I will die with dignity!"
With that, Yao Long gathered all his strength once more and accumulated a Blood Arrow on the bowstring. The moment it took shape, he released it. But this strike was like an ant trying to stop a chariot; the weak arrow disintegrated into blood upon hitting Er Ye's chest and caused him no harm at all.
"Enough with the jokes; it's time to go!" Er Ye said as he stepped in front of Yao Long and whispered in his ear. At that moment, Er Ye's arm suddenly pierced through Yao Long's back, his palm gripping Yao Long's bright red heart.
This scene unfolded right before my eyes; I could even feel the heartbeat of Yao Long's heart clearly. "No! No! Yao Long!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but it was futile; Yao Long's hands had already fallen limp; he could no longer hear my voice.
"Er Ye! Er Ye! I will kill you! I must kill you, you beast!"
At this moment, my mind was filled with rage; a strong hatred made me vaguely feel that there was a force stirring within me. But now I had no heart to care; tears streamed down my face like a broken dam.
"How does it feel..." Er Ye said as he slowly withdrew his hand from Yao Long's body. Yao Long then fell into the pool of blood with a thud.
Er Ye shook off the blood on his hand and casually tossed the heart onto the ground before crushing it underfoot. He looked down at me and asked, "Do you feel like hating me?"
"I'm not just angry!" I gritted my teeth and glared at him. "I really want to twist your head off right now!"
"That's the spirit, that's the spirit. But don't rush; the real show is just beginning..." He bent down to pick up the slender sword that had just been broken by Yao Long and slowly pointed the tip at my father's chest.
"Try touching my parents, and see what happens!" At that moment, I could feel the veins on my neck and forehead bulging, my anger burning like a raging fire, consuming my mind.
"Stop with the tough talk. If you have the guts, come protect them. You're just a useless person who can only boast with words. If you know what's good for you, just stand there and watch quietly, and stop talking nonsense."
With that, Er Ye raised the broken sword high, ready to stab it directly into my father's chest.
In that critical moment, my mother suddenly charged from behind them, using her shoulder to push my father aside. But at that instant, the broken sword fell decisively, piercing right into my mother's throat...
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