True Martial World

Chapter 359: Vicious

“Chi! Chi! Chi!”

Above the Chu royal residence, a space-time, black hole appeared out of nowhere. It swallowed Jiang Xiaorou, leaving behind black Spatial Dimension law beams that slowly disappeared in the sky…

Uncle Zhou’s body had been completely pierced through by sabers and swords. He looked at the space-time portal as it was slowly disappearing, the smile on his face had already gone stiff.

He had done it. Although he did not manage to kill Shen Tu Nantian, he did manage to send away the Successor. He died without any regrets.

“Old bastard! You interfered with my grand plans!”

Shen Tu Nantian was clutching his own neck as his eyes turned scarlet, like those of a wild beast!

Under his tremendous rage, Shen Tu Nantian’s body flashed and then appeared before Uncle Zhou’s body. He then smashed down onto Uncle Zhou’s forehead with a palm.


People heard the crisp sound of cervical bones cracking. Shen Tu Nantian had pressed Uncle Zhou’s neck all the way into Uncle Zhou’s own chest.

His neck was completely broken, even his skull had been completely cracked open. It was a terrible sight!

Shen Tu Nantian’s hair was disheveled, his body was covered with of blood, and his hands were stained with brain fluid. Currently, he looked like a bloodthirsty demon!

People held their breaths, they were reduced to complete silence!

After Shen Tu Nantian completely revealed his foul ways, he was like a completely different person!

The way he dealt with Uncle Zhou could be said to be extremely brutal!

Even King Chu was shaking and felt distraught. The person who had sneaked up on Shen Tu Nantian and disrupted his great plans, causing them to fail, was his most trusted steward.

“King Chu!”

Shen Tu Nantian stared at King Chu with his blood red eyes!

King Chu held his breath as beads of sweat began to emerge on his forehead.

“This small King has made a great mistake by not investigating his subordinates.” King Chu had experienced all sorts of situations before, but in front of Shen Tu Nantian, he was unable to keep any standing.

This was the absolute pressure brought on by strength. No matter what one’s status was, it was completely meaningless in front of strength.

“Please calm down Young master Nantian, my grandfather was blinded by schemers. Today, everything should be blamed onto Yi Yun, that ungrateful rascal. If not for him, with Young master Nantian’s superior divine strength, how could you be sneaked upon by that old thing? Yi Yun, he…”

Yang Dingkun realized that Shen Tu Nantian was about to cause trouble for his grandfather, so he quickly said this in an attempt to redirect the spearhead at Yi Yun.

“Shut up!”

Shen Tu Nantian roared. A sharp sound wave, containing Yuan Qi, formed into a sword and stabbed towards Yang Dingkun.


Yang Dingkun’s body shook as his eardrums began to bleed from the tremors.

With a tremble, Yang Dingkun half-kneeled on the ground.

He looked at Shen Tu Nantian with inexplicable horror. He did not dare to speak another word. A few moments ago, he almost thought he was going to die.

“Do I need you to teach me what to do?”

Shen Tu Nantian’s voice was gloomy. Everyone understand that his rage had reached an extreme with Jiang Xiaorou’s escape. At this moment, whoever interacted with him were bound to not end up well.

It would be no surprise for him to suddenly start killing people to vent his anger!

And if he really wanted to do so, Yi Yun… would by no doubt be the first to suffer his wrath!

Step by step, Shen Tu Nantian walked towards Yi Yun. Blood was dripping from his fingers and onto the green stone pavement.

This strong oppressive pressure made people hold their breaths.

“Yi Yun…”

Chu Xiaoran and company, who had good relations with Yi Yun, had their hearts in their mouth.

The odds were stacked against Yi Yun!

They could only stare on helplessly. As for jokes, such as standing up for Yi Yun to plead for him, that would be useless. It would only result in them accompanying Yi Yun to the grave.

“You sure have guts!” A cold gaze flashed in Shen Tu Nantian’s eyes.


Yuan Qi exploded around Yi Yun, causing debris to crumble. Yi Yun felt his body tremble as he rolled out. His injuries had become worse!

Shen Tu Nantian walked before Yi Yun and grabbed his neck.

Yi Yun’s body was covered with blood. His vision was blurry and he found it hard to breath.

At that moment, he could feel that if Shen Tu Nantian were to even just slightly use some of his strength, he could immediately break his neck and throat. His entire head would be ripped off!

Death seemed to be looming near. His feeling of powerlessness reached an extreme as his life now hanged in the hands of someone else!

“It’s because of you! Originally, I would have gained a furnace full of god-ranked blood elixirs. My cultivation level would have increased by leaps and bounds! However… you allowed the Desolate race spy a chance to sneak up on me, causing the little witch girl to escape! You did well! Not even killing you ten thousand times will be enough to appease the hatred in my heart!”

Shen Tu Nantian pushed all the blame onto Yi Yun.

Jiang Xiaorou’s identity was special. To Shen Tu Nantian, obtaining Jiang Xiaorou would be the greatest fortuitous opportunity, but now, this opportunity had escaped right in front of his eyes. So how could Shen Tu Nantian not feel hatred!?

Yi Yun laughed bitterly. At this stage, whatever he said would be meaningless.

The only to blame was that he was too weak. If not, he would not need to swallow this insult or this humiliation silently while begging Shen Tu Nantian to let Jiang Xiaorou off and not refine his sister into elixirs.

Pleading did not work, and he had been beat up. Later Jiang Xiaorou was rescued by someone else, resulting in him becoming the scapegoat and punching bag. He was facing an outcome of death.

Having one’s life in the hands of someone else, with no room for resistance, this was the sorrowful truth of the weak.

Shen Tu Nantian looked at Yi Yun, murderous intent rising in his eyes. However, his hands still did not press down on Yi Yun’s neck.

He was silent as several thoughts flashed past his mind.

Killing Yi Yun would not be enough to appease his hatred. This feeling was like being bitten by an ant. Even if he crushed the ant to death, he would still have been bitten, so how could trampling this ant to death relieve his hatred?

This was an irredeemable scene. Shen Tu Nantian had not been able to capture Jiang Xiaorou, and had thus been unable to deal a blow to the Desolate race.

The Desolate race would not feel anything for a dead human. Only Jiang Xiaorou would feel hatred, and it might even end up causing her to attain greatness.

However, what if he made good use of Yi Yun?

Shen Tu Nantian remembered that Jiang Xiaorou had agreed to give her life to him in order to prevent Yi Yun from being harmed.

Jiang Xiaorou definitely cared a great deal about Yi Yun’s safety.

When he thought of this, Shen Tu Nantian stood up and let Yi Yun go.

He said to an elder behind him, “Take this little bastard away. Announce to the masses that he will be given capital punishment for treachery, death by dismembering the heart!”

Dismembering the heart!?

A few elders jumped with fright as they heard the name of the death sentence.

Dismembering the heart was the most brutal capital punishment of the Shen Tu family clan. It was only used on warriors, as mortals could not handle such torture.

In a period of 36 days, a red-hot blade would be slashed onto the criminal 36,000 times, 1000 slashes a day!

After each day’s slashing, a heart dismembering worm’s egg would be placed in the wounds. The eggs would then slowly hatch and eat at the flesh and blood. The teeth of the heart dismembering worm larvae were toxic. Once this toxin entered the body, together with the feeling of one’s flesh and blood being eaten, it would indescribable.

Finally when the 36,000 slashes were completed, the heart dismembering worms would follow the blood vessels and meridians all the way to the heart. There, tens of thousands of worms would bite at the heart, eventually leading to one’s death.

In this capital punishment, the heart dismembering worms caused the most pain. Typical Yuan foundation realm warriors could not withstand this capital punishment and would die after just a few days of torture. Even when the Shen Tu family clan carried out the capital punishment, they still had to provide pills to extend the life of the criminal.

“Young master, are you going to lure the Desolate race into saving him?”

A few elders immediately guessed Shen Tu Nantian’s intentions.

“That is correct. Killing this kid would be no different from squeezing an ant to death. It is meaningless to me, neither can it remedy anything. However, if I were to spread the news that the kid would be executed by dismembering the heart, then that little witch girl would quickly learn of it. In the Chu Prefecture City, there are probably still other Desolate race spies! The news will quickly spread to her ears.”

“That little witch girl will not sit idly by. At that moment, we will have an opportunity!”

When the few elders heard this, they slightly sighed. An elder said, “Does this Yi Yun have such great a value? When the Desolate race receives the news, they will definitely know that we have laid a trap. If they know that there is a trap, they will likely not be so dumb as to fall for it. Besides, Yi Yun is a human, so what happens if the Desolate race does not come to save him?”

Yi Yun was only close to Jiang Xiaorou and had no relations with the Desolate race. Why would the upper echelons of the Desolate race care about Yi Yun’s life? How could they send and risk an expert’s life to save a human, especially when they knew that there was a trap?

“We will know by trying. There will not be any loss for us. If no one cares about his life, then we will just let him die from a dismembered heart!”

Shen Tu Nantian said this lightly, determining Yi Yun’s fate.

And beside Yi Yun, not any of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom warriors could prevent this.

Just thinking about it made them depressed. This was their country and Yi Yun was their country’s genius. A few simple words from Shen Tu Nantian had been enough to sentenced Yi Yun to death! And now, they could only watch on helplessly!

“We must immediately report this matter to His Majesty, the Divine Emperor!”

Chu Xiaoran made up her mind. Although the Divine Emperor might not save Yi Yun, but as the master of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, he definitely had some weight in his words…

At this moment, Shen Tu Nantian suddenly thought of something. He then walked towards Yi Yun and pinched Yi Yun’s jaw.

With a flip of his hand, a icy-blue pill appeared in his palm.

This pill was like a ball of ice. After it appeared, it exuded an alarming Frost Qi. The surrounding water vapor quickly condensed, forming ice as a result of the Frost Qi.

A single pill was able to exude such a tremendously dangerous aura.

Shen Tu Nantian looked condescendingly at Yi Yun with a tinge of mockery, “I really do not like the way you look at me… On the surface, you seem to fear me, but in your heart, you deeply hate me. You truly wish to kill me to release your anger, right!?”

“Are you thinking that if you survive this calamity, you will cultivate with all your might and, in the future, seek revenge against me? Hahaha!”

Shen Tu Nantian read Yi Yun’s mind, and his eyes flashed contempt.

“How can I let you wish to kill me all day and night while you are being imprisoned? You are like an ant, and thus do not deserve such thoughts. If you could that, that will be a desecration of my status!”

“Let me cut off your hopes and give you despair, as if you are a walking dead.”

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