Blue sky, white clouds, and clear water.
Thick smoke and raging fire surrounded Cang Mountain.
Those who hadn't even reached the mountain yet were already descending.
After all, no one wanted to be burned to death for no reason.
On the mountain path, thick smoke billowed.
Yao Si had secretly wet a cloth strip and covered his nose with it.
He really wanted to run.
Ji Hao waved his hand, sending Lu Renjia, Zhou Xian, and Zhou Chen away.
He kept Yao Si because he found him dirty, smelling of urine.
Pan Ren retreated, looking at the greatsword in his hand in disbelief; it was a low-grade spirit sword, and now, it was a low-grade broken sword.
The sword was broken.
Broken for no apparent reason.
Because the opponent hadn't even drawn his sword.
He didn't understand, he completely couldn't understand.
So, he said to Zhou You, "I don't understand."
Zhou You looked at him, "What do you want to understand?"
Flames continuously gathered around Pan Ren, forming a ten-zhang-tall palm, "Even if my son was an idiot, he wouldn't provoke a master like you, even if you concealed your cultivation. But why did you still kill him under such circumstances?"
Zhou You replied truthfully, "I just told you, he killed someone else's son and bullied someone else's son."
Pan Ren gritted his teeth, "What does that have to do with you?"
Zhou You was silent.
Pan Ren angrily rebuked, "Answer me, what does that have to do with you? He only killed someone else's son, even if he killed a thousand or ten thousand, as long as he didn't actively provoke you, you shouldn't have killed him!"
Zhou You looked at Pan Ren, he felt that...
The other party had already found a way to die, because he asked questions that Zhou You couldn't answer.
Ji Hao scoffed, "He is upholding justice."
Zhou You couldn't help but nod, "Hmm, yes, I am upholding justice."
Pan Ren was furious, "Does upholding justice have to be a death blow? Is such blood-stained justice still justice? Is violence for violence your so-called justice?"
The woman cried out in grief, "You two murderers, my son killed someone, you could have just reprimanded him. He's just a child, just a bit mischievous. Don't you have children? If your children killed someone, would you also kill your children to execute justice?"
Zhou You looked at Pan Ren and his wife, then at Ji Hao.
Ji Hao frowned, looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, feeling his scalp itch a little.
Then Ji Hao looked at Zhou You, "I suddenly feel that what he said makes a lot of sense."
Zhou You nodded sincerely, "I feel the same way."
How could they say such reasonable things?
Then, they both looked at Pan Ren.
This person already had a reason to die.
Pan Ren threw away the greatsword, raised both hands, and the Blood Spirit merged with the fire technique, causing a flower to bloom from his hand.
A brilliant, colorful flower, like a blazing sun.
Although he was at the peak of the Yin Yang Realm, his cultivation method was not ordinary; it was a Earth-grade cultivation method.
"Blazing Sun Burial Flower!"
Pan Ren's expression was fierce; he had only been stalling for time.
He was waiting for this moment, the moment to incinerate everything.
The brilliant flower distorted space, and the scorching heat singed Ji Hao's hair. Zhou You, on the other hand, had no reaction, having been struck by lightning before.
Ji Hao looked up and muttered to himself, "Don't tell me, sometimes these spellcasters' moves are quite beautiful."
Zhou You nodded, and at the same time reminded him, "Just talk, don't use an accent."
And then...
Pan Ren's raised hands were severed, and his head fell onto the mountain path, making a series of thudding sounds as it rolled down the path.
The fire flower was still blooming, floating into the air.
And then...
Boom!
Under the blue sky and white clouds, a fire flower was exquisitely beautiful, as if it was telling that a person's life is as brilliant as a firework, and after its brilliance, it extinguishes.
Time flies, like a white steed flashing past a crevice.
Life is short, cherish it well.
Zhou You sighed sincerely, "Sometimes, life is just so fragile."
Ji Hao scoffed, "You talk as if I killed him."
Zhou You sighed, "If everyone contributes a little love, it will become a beautiful world."
The woman's eyes widened, and her delicate body trembled.
Though the woman was delicate, a mother is strong.
She drew a short sword, filled with hatred, and charged forward.
She also had the strength of the Yin Yang Realm, but in her extreme rage, she seemed to have forgotten everything.
In her eyes, there was only hatred and revenge; she wanted to kill the opponent at all costs.
To avenge her son, to avenge her husband.
Zhou You looked at the charging woman, "I don't like killing women."
Ji Hao raised his hand and shattered the woman's head with a punch from a distance, "Don't be sexist, it makes you look stupid."
Zhou You pondered, "Should the matter be resolved at this point?"
Ji Hao grinned and shook his head, "No, quite the opposite."
Zhou You frowned, "How so?"
Ji Hao chuckled, "Hatred is like a snowball; it just keeps getting bigger. Think about it, does Pan Ren have any siblings? Does he have an old father? Does his wife have any siblings, or a master or anything?"
Zhou You's eyebrows knitted into a knot.
Ji Hao sneered, "The character for 'revenge' (hatred) is made of 'person' (people) and 'nine' (Nine). This character implies that hatred often arises only among humans, because humans have more complex thoughts. And the character 'nine' represents the supreme number, meaning endless, until one side is completely annihilated."
Zhou You sighed, "I understand, no wonder you didn't stop me no matter who I killed; you were actually just watching a show."
Ji Hao shook his head, "No, I wanted to see your true strength."
Zhou You's gaze swept over Pan Ren's hands, but he didn't see a storage ring.
As for other valuables, there were probably none.
After all, he came for revenge, not to give gifts.
Zhou You turned to look down the mountain, but he couldn't actually see anything.
Before him was thick, rolling smoke that stung his eyes.
"Take a wave?"
Zhou You murmured.
Ji Hao grabbed Zhou You's shoulder, and with a leap, they flew into the air.
The moment they landed, dozens of people around them, who had been waiting for this moment, pounced like hungry wolves.
Zhou You's Right Hand gripped the sword hilt, and the instant he landed firmly, his sword light swept in all directions.
Nothing remained.
Hatred is an unbreakable knot.
Being merciful to an enemy is being cruel to oneself.
Zhou You was foolish, but he understood these basic principles.
Ji Hao turned a blind eye to this scene, and at the same time, a jade slip appeared in his hand, "You Za Yu, your efficiency is quite high, good, good, the matter has been resolved."
A puzzled voice came from the jade slip, "What matter has been resolved? Oh, by the way, Young Master, your subordinate has already found out that Pan Er of Hua Xing Sect, whom you mentioned, should be from Snowy Sun City. This Pan Family belongs to the personnel that our Evil Forces' Evil Dragon Pavilion has placed in the secular world. His eldest son, Pan Xiaotian, was even helped by us to enter Tianyang Sect; he is definitely one of our own."