273 Deep Hatred
âWhat happened after that?â Beiting Huang took a deep breath. The parents of this body were also her parents. It was related to her background, so she couldnât ignore it. âThe news Iâve been getting is that theyâre all dead. I donât believe theyâre all dead. Do you know where they went?â
Yan Yeâs loving gaze locked onto Beiting Huang. Seeing her sad made his heart ache a hundred times. He raised his hand and slowly stroked Beiting Huangâs forehead, wanting to calm her down. âI only know a little about many things. At that time, I had only descended for a few years. I only heard that they were hunted down by a few large factions. Later, they disappeared, and no one knew where they went. According to my investigation later, they didnât die. They just werenât in this plane anymore.â
âTheyâre not in this plane anymore?â Beiting Huang didnât expect such an outcome, but it was better than knowing that her parents had passed away. She couldnât help but heave a sigh of relief. âNo matter where they went, Iâll find them.â
Those were her parents. They were being hunted down by several large factions. These factions were truly detestable.
Beiting Huang didnât ask which factions were involved. With her current strength, no matter which faction it was, there was nothing she could do. The only thing she could do was to make herself stronger and have the ability to solve her problem in the future and avenge her parents!
Yan Ye couldnât help but be deeply shocked by Beiting Huangâs temperament. She was still so tenacious and calm. She had a wise and exquisite mind. She was good at enduring and judging the situation. She knew that it was useless to ask, so she didnât ask further.
However, this was her parentsâ deep hatred. How many people in the world could be like her, enduring it silently and waiting for an opportunity to act?
âItâs not that I donât want to ask. I just want to take revenge in the shortest time possible!â As if to convince herself, Beiting Huang gritted her teeth and said fiercely.
It wasnât a full moon night, but Yan Ye felt a tearing pain in his heart. He gently held Beiting Huang in his arms and pressed his chin against her shoulder. âHuangâer, if you hate them, Iâll help you destroy them!â
âNo!â
Her voice was firm. Beiting Huangâs smile was bloodthirsty in the firelight. âDonât interfere in my matters. I want to make those people who deserve to die pay ten times or a hundred times the price with my own ability!â
This was Beiting Huang. This was her. Whether it was in her previous life or this life, being strong was always her pursuit. She only wanted to protect all the people who loved her and the people she loved.
As the starlight flowed, the sun rose and the moon set again. At the entrance of the cave, Beiting Huang had already mastered the soft sword in her hand under Yan Yeâs personal guidance. The worldâs strongest sword technique, the Thousand Sword Demon Slash, coupled with a divine weapon, Night Kill, was comparable to a Star Sword Masterâs Star Soul Skill.
Nine flexible swords weaved into a white net, forming an incomparably powerful protective barrier that could envelope the target. The remaining 18 flexible swords crisscrossed and enveloped the target. A snow-white sword light flashed. Even a Heaven Rank powerhouse would find it difficult to escape unscathed from this sword net.
Coupled with the heaven-defying superposition attribute of the divine artifact, the invisibility attribute raised the power of this flying sword to another level. When facing the enemy, he could quietly cast the flying sword net and envelope the enemy. When he appeared again, the power that could scare the enemy out of their wits was simply awesome.