Ling Zhen was on the verge of an emotional breakdown.
Just because he watched his eight biological sisters die so tragically in front of him, every one of them had a chance to survive!
They were all cut in half!
The eight daughters of the Ling family, Ling Fengge, Ling Jieao, Ling Taohua, Ling Xingchui, Ling Wanji, Ling Youjun, Ling Yishui, and the girl in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, who should be outside the illusion.
Eight living people with bright smiles all fell down in an instant, even their complete bodies were gone!
The sudden sword energy cut his whole body into two parts.
Cut at the waist and cut off the spine!
At the place where the body was cut in half, there were intestines and organs covered in dripping blood, flowing out smoothly from the severed body.
The uneven ground with glazed color has been completely stained red with thick blood, and the smell of blood is everywhere!
The death method of "cutting in half" is a very popular torture in all major dynasties. This punishment is painful, and people will not die very cleanly.
After the waist is completely broken, because the heart and mind are still intact, the person can continue to hold on for a while, and then die sadly in great pain.
So Ling Zhen, the young man in green robes, stared at himself with an extremely shocked expression, dumbfounded, watching the upper half of his eight sisters' bodies twisting and struggling in a pool of blood.
Like bright red maggots!
Ling Zhen was stunned.
I was completely frightened by this shocking scene, and I had no reaction at all.
Each of the eight sisters who were originally full of vitality had a blood-thicker kinship relationship with Ling Zhen.
They have been with Ling Zhen for twenty years and have grown up. They are some of the closest people to Ling Zhen in the world.
But they were all dead!
His body was cut off by a flying sword, split into two, and he died in the most cruel and painful way.
Soon, the eight extremely pitiful girls of the Ling family became motionless.
The ferocious blood all over the ground has covered the ground, and on the bloody glazed earth, there are eight fresh and bloody corpses.
To be precise, there were sixteen neatly sectioned corpses.
The nine daughters of the Ling family, except Ling Zhen, were all split into two and died here!
"ah--"
Ling Zhen suddenly burst out with a roar. He had come to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot, and he began to run forward like crazy, rushing towards his sisters who were already certain to be dead.
But at that moment, those corpses, together with the rich blood on the ground, disappeared out of thin air.
Ling Zhen missed the mark again.
There were originally the severed limbs of the dead sisters in front of them, but in an instant, there was nothing left!
Ahead is another endless glazed plain.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Zhen's pupils trembled greatly, and his body also trembled slightly.
Because in front of him, two feet away, stood a tall and majestic middle-aged man wearing a green robe with gold patterns.
With such majestic appearance and dignified appearance, who else could he be besides his father Ling Pu?
Looking at his father and the Shenyuan Domain King of Shenshan Villa, the young man Ling Zhen said with trembling lips: "Dad, you..."
That figure, appearance and demeanor were exactly the same as the father in Ling Zhen's memory, without any discrepancy.
There is no doubt that that person is Ling Pu, the majestic human race's Splendid God of War and one of the top ten masters!
Mr. Ling of the Villa smiled and looked at his precious son who was extremely anxious, and said: "Zhen'er, after Dad dies, the Villa will be handed over to you."
Ling Zhen broke into a cold sweat, was horrified, and shouted hastily: "Dad! You don't want it!"
Ling Zhen, the young man in green robe, ran forward with all his strength, while Ling Pu, the middle-aged man in green robe, retreated back at the same speed.
Ling Zhen was never able to catch up with his father.
Then a large group of golden light condensed above.
The precious light shines brightly, especially dazzlingly!
The shocking golden light transformed into a huge and unparalleled fist, and smashed downwards.
If the sun falls, its speed and power will be overwhelming!
Seeing that his father was in trouble, Ling Zhen's heart tightened and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Dad, please get away quickly!"
To no avail.
There was no way to hide. Master Ling, whose divine physique was invincible in the entire continent, was instantly hit by the giant golden fist.
There was a deafening roar, and a huge wave surged out!
Ling Zhen was blown away by the wave brought by the fist. He could no longer get closer and found it difficult to even stand firm.
After the light dissipated, the dust settled on the glass fragments.
Ling Zhen stood on the ground and stared blankly at the location not far away where his father should have been.
A deep pit has appeared, a large pit several feet in diameter.
The surrounding glass was shattered.
Ling Zhen, who was in a daze, slowly walked towards the huge pit step by step and looked into the pit.
One look almost made Ling Zhen heartbroken!
He clearly saw the scene in the pit——
That was the body of his biological father Ling Pu after his death.
Ling Pu, who used to rely on his body and strength to dominate, had been reduced to a puddle of flesh after receiving the punch just now.
It’s literally “mashed meat.”
Not only was the protective body instantly defeated, but the muscles, bones, internal organs, etc. were also smashed to pieces by the punch. Half of their original shape no longer existed, and they were spread into a sticky pile. In the pit!
It was no different from the pile of dead meat on the chopping board of those street pork vendors. The only difference was probably that there were fragments of rags wrapped in clothes and robes on Ling Pu's dead body.
Ling Pu is dead.
The body has been completely destroyed, the body has become like this, only a ball of rotten flesh is left, and the soul has no place to store. How can a strong man in the Great Dao Realm survive?
First, his eight sisters were chopped into two pieces.
Then he witnessed his father being hit by a fist condensed by a huge golden light, and he was punched directly to death in the pit.
Such a shock, like a thunderbolt, had already made this twenty-year-old young man so emotionally broken that he could no longer react.
When people are most excited, they will not make a fuss or yell.
Ling Zhen stood beside his father's "tomb", just in a daze.
He stared intently at the big pit and his father's still-uncold corpse in the pit.
In an instant, the wide and deep hole disappeared!
Also disappearing were Ling Pu's body in the pit and the surrounding glazed tiles that had just been smashed by the giant fist.
The ground returned to its original appearance.
It was as if Ling Pu had never appeared here before, and had never been hit by that golden fist.
But even though all kinds of visions in the illusion can be erased and dissipated at will, the waves stirred up by those terrifying things in Ling Zhenxin Lake cannot be easily calmed down!
The young master in a green robe has not yet been able to calm down his mood, but is just trying to calm down.
The "nightmare" in that fantasy had no tendency to spare him.
One wave comes after another.
What followed, making Ling Zhen truly feel the pain that was no less than complete despair, came!
At this moment, the person in front of his eyes was also his closest relative.
It's just that this time she is no longer a biological sister, nor is she a father.
But mother.
Yao Ying!
Yao Ying, who was unusually short in stature and emaciated due to being bedridden all year round, was standing in front of her only son, Ling Zhen, with a slight stoop.
Ling Zhen looked at his frail mother in front of him and shook his head. The young man's eyes were red and he couldn't express his sadness.
Because he was in the illusion and knew very well what terrible things would happen next!
And the most heartbreaking thing is that there is absolutely no way for me to undo those human tragedies. There is nothing I can do and nothing to protect.
Ling Zhen looked at her kind-faced and amiable mother, and was about to call her mother when Yao Ying, who was hunched over, spoke first.
She said in an infinitely gentle and kind voice: "Zhen'er, mother is gone, you have to take care of yourself in the future..."
Hearing these words from his mother, Ling Zhen could no longer close his eyes.
Tears welled up in my eyes!
