Bone-break Tragedy

Chapter 1518: 1516 Father and Son Both Dead (Seventh Update)


Chapter 1518: Chapter 1516 Father and Son Both Dead (Seventh Update)


Xiao Yifeng unleashed a terrifying slash, tearing a gigantic hole in the void. It seemed like an endless starlight falling, the dreadful blade radiance aimed at Xiao Yiyun and shot forth.


Boom!


Xiao Yiyun gathered all his strength to resist but was forced to retreat repeatedly by this slash, spitting out a mouthful of blood.


Nine Dragons Seal!


Xiao Yifeng activated the Nine Dragons Seal again, pouring all his power into it and unleashing it.


The Nine Dragons Seal, now fused with three seals, greatly increased its power, as two dragon spirits transformed into golden dragons and charged at Xiao Yiyun.


Pfffft!


In one strike, Xiao Yiyun spat out another mouthful of blood, his breath languishing.


At this moment, Xiao Yifeng’s face was also pale, his internal power exhausted completely, yet he continued to unleash attacks.


“Soul Extinguishing Three Styles!”


“Soul Shaking – Destroy!”


Xiao Yifeng shouted coldly, as four Star Souls in his mind flickered with star-blue light, and tremendous soul power erupted.


Xiao Yifeng took this opportunity to display soul techniques, launching a soul attack against Xiao Yiyun.


Boom!


The powerful soul energy charged into Xiao Yiyun’s mind, attacking his soul, shattering it instantly.


Originally, Xiao Yiyun’s soul had been devoured by the Netherworld Ghost Blade, leaving little behind. Facing Xiao Yifeng’s soul attack now, he couldn’t hold on and his soul was directly extinguished, dying completely.


Pffft!


Xiao Yiyun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body kneeling on the ground, with the Netherworld Ghost Blade piercing the earth beside him, his head hung low as life dissipated, collapsing to the ground.


“Yiyun!!!”


Xiao Ding emitted a heart-rending scream, eyes flickering with pain, hurriedly moving his wheelchair to rush to Xiao Yiyun’s side.


He lunged toward the ground, Xiao Ding toppled from the wheelchair, crawling over to Xiao Yiyun, his hands trembling as he caressed Xiao Yiyun’s face, tears flickering in his eyes.


Xiao Yuanshan sighed deeply upon seeing this scene, his entire demeanor suddenly unspeakably weary.


“Yiyun, weren’t you going to stay by my side? Why did you leave like this?”


Xiao Ding spoke in anguish.


“Yan’er, Yixing, Yi Yun, you all left me one by one, you all departed. What’s the point of me living in this world?!”


Xiao Ding cried in pain, old tears streaming.


“I’m going to find all of you, let our family reunite in the Netherworld!”


Xiao Ding suddenly said, pulling out the Netherworld Ghost Blade from the ground and slashing toward his neck.


“No!”


Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan shouted in despair, but it was already too late.


A blood arrow burst forth from Xiao Ding’s throat, and he collapsed onto Xiao Yiyun’s body, father and son perished together.


“Oh, what is the need for such suffering?”


Xiao Yuanshan staggered over to Xiao Ding’s side, picking up his body, tears shimmering in his eyes, suddenly looking as if he aged a dozen years, exuding a strong sense of sorrow and pain.


Xiao Yiyun’s death had already rendered Xiao Yuanshan’s feelings unimaginable, and now his eldest son took his own life before him, causing the great founder of the Xiao Family to completely collapse; such agony was beyond others’ comprehension.


At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan was riddled with old tears, evoking a twinge of sympathy.


Xiao Yifeng watched the scene of Xiao Yuanshan, his gaze flickered, his eyes showing a complex expression.


“Go and comfort him, he’s still your grandfather no matter what, now there are only you and your third uncle left by his side!”


Long Qian spoke.


Xiao Yifeng’s eyes flickered, sighing, “I don’t know what to say. All of this happened because of me!”


Watching Xiao Yuanshan’s sorrowful form, Xiao Yifeng’s hatred toward him was nearly gone, a pang stirring his heart.


But he did not know how to express it; after all, everything happened because of him, Xiao Ding’s suicide entirely due to him killing Xiao Yiyun, leading to him not knowing what to say.


Ultimately, Xiao Yifeng contacted Xiao Han to come over.


Upon returning to the Xiao Family and learning of his elder brother’s suicide, Xiao Han felt disheartened and melancholy.


“Father, don’t be too sorrowful, it’s also my brother’s own choice; let them reunite together as a family on that side!”


Xiao Han comforted Xiao Yuanshan, while Xiao Yifeng stood aside not knowing what to say.


“Cough cough… Pffft!”


Suddenly Xiao Yuanshan coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and directly fainted.


“Father, what’s wrong with you?”


Xiao Han’s expression changed, he asked urgently.


Xiao Yifeng walked over directly, checked Xiao Yuanshan’s condition.


“He’s not seriously injured, just fainted due to excessive grief and emotional distress, I’ll give him an acupuncture treatment!”


Xiao Yifeng said.


Ten minutes later, in a room of the Xiao Family, Xiao Yuanshan slowly regained consciousness.


“Father, you finally woke up, it seems Little Feeng’s acupuncture is really effective!”


Xiao Han, sitting beside, said to Xiao Yuanshan.


“Little Feeng!!”


Xiao Yuanshan murmured.


“Yes, you just fainted, and Little Feeng helped you with acupuncture to recover your body. He also asked me to tell you not to get too upset, life has to go on. It looks like Little Feeng has forgiven you, he no longer holds any hatred against you!”


Xiao Han said to Xiao Yuanshan.


“Ah…”


Xiao Yuanshan sighed deeply, his eyes flickering with complex emotions.


On the other side, Xiao Yifeng gazed at the Netherworld Ghost Blade filled with terrifying Ghost Evil Qi in his hands, eyes flickering.


“Senior, how should this blade be handled?”


Xiao Yifeng couldn’t help but ask.


“This Ghost Blade gathers endless Ghost Evil Qi, anyone attempting to wield it would only be controlled by the Ghost Evil Qi, turning into a Knife Slave, becoming a scourge!”


Long Qian said.


“Then destroy it!”


Xiao Yifeng said solemnly, waving out a mass of Crimson Earthfire with one hand.


“Master, no, I have a better solution!”


Little Kun, the Artifact Spirit of the Qiankun Cauldron, suddenly said.


“What better solution do you have?”


Xiao Yifeng asked, eyes reflecting a touch of curiosity.


“The Netherworld Ghost Blade can be placed inside the Qiankun Cauldron; the cauldron can purify and absorb all Ghost Evil Qi within, making this blade harmless and turning it into a top-grade kingly weapon.”


Little Kun said.


“Alright, let’s do that!”


Xiao Yifeng nodded, since the Qiankun Cauldron could purify and absorb the Ghost Evil Qi in the blade, there was no need to destroy it. Doing this would gain him an additional top-grade kingly weapon, why not?


Then, Xiao Yifeng summoned the Qiankun Cauldron, opened its lid, and threw the Netherworld Ghost Blade into it.


The Qiankun Cauldron emitted a beam of light and began spinning violently in the air.