"Ten years ago, I was unable to protect my mother, and you caused her death by your hands!"
"Ten years later, you reappear, wanting to kill me. This time, I will pay back all these debts in full!"
Xiao Yifeng spoke word by word, his tone grim and cold, his whole body radiating an intense chill, so cold it seemed as if it could freeze a person to death.
Having said this, Xiao Yifeng’s left hand struck out directly. Leng Mian hurriedly circulated his Gang Qi to resist, but his Gang Qi couldn’t withstand Xiao Yifeng’s angry blow.
A punch shattered Leng Mian’s protective Gang Qi, the fist landing on his chest, sending him flying out.
Leng Mian’s body flew a dozen meters, crashing into a car, causing it to issue an alarm. Security guards, hearing the sound, quickly arrived, only to be stunned at the sight.
"This has nothing to do with you."
Xiao Yifeng said coldly. The security guards, seeing the change in Xiao Yifeng’s expression, didn’t say a second word and quickly left the area.
Xiao Yifeng’s right hand was still holding the knife, blood dripping from his palm, but Xiao Yifeng didn’t seem to care.
At this moment, Leng Mian, with a great effort, tried to get up from the ground, coughing violently.
"Back then you killed my mother, today I will make you taste the most excruciating torture!"
Xiao Yifeng spewed out these words with a cold and ruthless tone.
Leng Mian, looking at Xiao Yifeng, tried to say something, but he just saw Xiao Yifeng’s hand flipping the knife around to hold it properly and then swinging it violently at Leng Mian.
A chunk of flesh was sliced directly from Leng Mian by Xiao Yifeng, blood gushing from the wound.
Leng Mian let out a piercing scream of agony.
The hand holding the knife blade swung again, its sharp edge slashing through.
Another chunk of bloody flesh was cut from Leng Mian’s body, his complexion turning deathly pale.
Xiao Yifeng continued to swing the blade in his hand, slicing off piece after piece of flesh from Leng Mian’s body, blood spattering everywhere, the vivid red blood staining the ground.
Leng Mian let out one horrific wail after another, each sound chilling to the bone. He was visibly sweating cold sweat, his face pallid as he watched chunks of his flesh being carved away, a sensation that was worse than death itself.
In the blink of an eye, the ground was stained red with blood, pieces of torn flesh lying about, and Leng Mian’s body had been stripped of a great deal of its flesh, bony white skeleton peeking through the mutilated flesh, a sight too grim to bear.
Leng Mian was completely in despair, lacking the strength to wail any longer, his eyes filled with intense fear and a touch of regret as he looked at Xiao Yifeng. He regretted not having rooted out the problem ten years ago, leading to his current excruciating punishment.
This kind of torture was truly worse than death. A normal person wouldn’t last long before death ensued, but because Leng Mian had reached the strength of the Gang Qi Realm, he could endure for so long.
However, now he was at his last breath, his blood continuously flowing out, the air thick with a pungent, nauseating stench of blood.
Eventually, Leng Mian’s eyes were wide open, filled with terror of a fate worse than death, as he died.
And yet, Xiao Yifeng didn’t stop. His eyes still surged with the intention to kill, his hand wielding the knife like slaughtering pigs and sheep, not ceasing until he had completely stripped Leng Mian’s body of its flesh, leaving only a bare skeleton. Only then did Xiao Yifeng stop.
At this moment, aside from an intact face, Leng Mian’s body was nothing but a ghastly white skeleton, with all flesh carved off and blood completely drained.
Any ordinary person witnessing this would be terrified half to death, but Xiao Yifeng remained expressionless, casually tossing the blade in his hand to the ground.
"Young Master, what should we do next?"
Cold Edge approached, his face indifferent, showing no emotion even in the face of this horrifying scene.
"Have Kuang Shi send someone to deliver him to the Yanjing Xiao Family. I want to give them a grand gift!"
Xiao Yifeng said coldly, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.
At that moment, two sharp intakes of breath were heard. Xiao Yifeng looked over and saw He Li and Luo Yun appearing on the scene.
Both had horrified expressions, with pupils filled with dread and astonishment.
Luo Yun was better off; as a former member of Dragon Thorn, his psychological fortitude was strong, and he managed to remain calm even when faced with this gruesome sight. However, He Li’s complexion turned pale, his body trembling lightly, barely suppressing the urge to vomit.
Luo Yun walked over, his gaze intense as he looked at the skeletal remains on the ground, the shock in his heart not easily fading. It was clear to anyone that the flesh from this person’s body had been sliced off piece by piece until only a skeleton was left, just like a human anatomical specimen in a biology lab. This was nothing short of the ancient punishment of death by a thousand cuts.
The scene before them was undoubtedly Xiao Yifeng’s doing. Luo Yun found it hard to understand the extent of the hatred Yifeng felt towards the man on the ground.
To employ such a torturous execution method that turned a living person into a skeleton was a harrowing sight to behold.
"The two of you are responsible for cleaning up this place. I hope today’s events will not be known by any others, understood?"
Xiao Yifeng’s demeanor was cold, his eyes so icy that a mere glance caused an involuntary shudder.
He Li and Luo Yun hastily nodded their heads.
Xiao Yifeng turned and left the place, his silhouette appearing desolate and lonely.
Stepping out of the parking lot, Xiao Yifeng took a deep breath of fresh air, his eyes flickering with complex emotions.
At that moment, Xiao Yifeng felt as if the knot in his heart that had been constricting for decades was slowly beginning to unwind.
Ten years ago, witnessing his mother’s brutal death made a deep impression on Xiao Yifeng, a scene that lingered in his heart and one that he could never forget. He was tormented by the fact that at that time he had no power to save her.
Back then, Xiao Yifeng was considered to have severed meridians, with all his meridians broken and his body extremely weak, devoid of any strength.
He could only watch helplessly as his mother died a tragic death. After being saved by his master, Xiao Yifeng vowed to acquire formidable strength and take revenge for his mother.
It was this unwavering belief that allowed Xiao Yifeng to endure the torturous trials set by the old man and achieve his current level of strength.
"Next is you—Situ Yan!"
Xiao Yifeng’s gaze sparkled, a fierce and terrifying gleam in his eyes, as if the cold light could pierce Heaven and Earth, shattering Cang Qiong.
"Anyone who has hurt me or my mother, I will make sure they die without a place to be buried!"
Xiao Yifeng declared each word sharply, an air of kingly dominance emanating from him. Purple light shone brilliantly in his eyes, and all four Acupoints within his body glowed, emitting a mysterious aura.