Xiao Yi's gaze shifted to Xiao Tianjiao at his side.
In those eyes, there was now a complexity of emotions.
The once unrivaled genius had now been crippled and reduced to waste.
The worthless younger brother he had once looked down upon had become a prodigy in the eyes of thousands.
The woman he had once deemed unworthy was now a Holy Maiden, out of his league.
Xiao Tianjiao hadn't gone mad—his willpower was considered extremely strong!
Xiao Yi fell silent for a moment, and it couldn't be denied that he simply didn't have the same ruthless heart as Xiao Tianjiao. Every time he resolved to kill Xiao Tianjiao, he would see his mother's pitiful plea not to let her sons kill each other.
Xiao Yi took a deep breath and said, "Tell me where our mother's remains are, and I will let you leave!"
Xiao Tianjiao was stunned.
His sword-like brows furrowed as he sized up Xiao Yi.
As if to ascertain whether Xiao Yi was lying.
Xiao Yi said impatiently, "You never paid homage to our mother, not even fulfilling her dying wish to be buried back home. Can't you just hand her over to me? Trading her remains for your life, I think that's quite generous of me…"
Xiao Tianjiao remained silent.
But Xiao Yi could see his complexion turning somewhat unsightly.
Xiao Yi furrowed his brows and said, "What now? Don't tell me that even you don't know where mother's remains are?"
Xiao Tianjiao slowly closed his eyes.
Xiao Yi sensed something was amiss and abruptly stepped forward, seizing Xiao Tianjiao by the collar, his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at him, "Tell me, where are mother's remains? Where exactly are they?"
"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha..."
Xiao Tianjiao suddenly burst into hysterical laughter; his face twisted with utmost madness, his eyes filled with a stark bloodlust, as if he had gone insane, "Mother's remains? Heh, haven't you already seen them?"
Xiao Yi's brows were tightly locked together, seen them? When had he…
Xiao Yi's eyes focused sharply on Xiao Tianjiao, enunciating each word, "Did you refine mother's remains into that white bone spear?"
As soon as these words came out.
The people around were all struck with shocked expressions.
Even Long Sihai was standing with his mouth agape, unable to believe what he was hearing about Xiao Tianjiao.
Using the remains of one's own mother to forge a weapon?
How twisted must one be to do such a thing?
Xiao Tianjiao sneered, "Why not? Since she gave birth to me, everything of hers belongs to me, including her remains. The Netherworld Demon Spear I crafted required melting a close kin's remains, and she was unwilling to let me kill you… I forgot to tell you, her illness was treatable. It was I who stopped her medicine. It couldn't be helped! If she was cured, I would have to wait many more years to craft the Netherworld Demon Spear…"
Xiao Yi trembled all over.
He finally understood why Xiao Zhengde hadn't returned their mother's corpse to her hometown—it had been refined into a weapon long ago.
What was on Imperial View Mountain was merely a Robe and Crown Tomb.
Xiao Zhengde had been worried that Xiao Yi would discover this secret, so he had had the Robe and Crown Tomb destroyed—otherwise, the revelation would have greatly tarnished Xiao Tianjiao's reputation.
"I curse your ancestors…"
Xiao Yi erupted in rage, as if a volcano within his chest had erupted.
He landed a heavy punch on Xiao Tianjiao's face.
The face instantly distorted.
"I curse your damned grandfather…"
In rapid succession, Xiao Yi broke Xiao Tianjiao's limbs, seemingly possessed with rage, "You damn well go to hell…"
Xiao Yi was consumed by extreme fury, descending into madness.
Every curse was accompanied by a savage punch.
Xiao Tianjiao was beaten to the brink of death, his bones and internal organs completely shattered. He no longer resembled a human being. Xiao Yi grabbed his face and, with a loud thud, forcibly slammed him into the ground.
His body skimmed along the earth.
Xiao Tianjiao's head continuously smashed against the ground, creating deafening crashes that echoed as he was flung over a hundred li away. If it weren't for Xiao Tianjiao's possession of the Supreme Overlord Holy Body, this assault alone would have ground his body to mincemeat.
With every breath Xiao Tianjiao took, blood spurted from his mouth. His face, bloodied and indistinguishable, conveyed a sinister tone, "Xiao Yi, you are very angry, aren't you? Haha, yes, that's right... You are furious yet powerless. That Netherworld Demon Spear was broken by your very own hands, ke ke, you broke your dear mother's bones... Hahaha..."
"Xiao Tianjiao, I want your life!" Xiao Yi roared furiously.
"Come on then, kill me! Do it..."
Xiao Tianjiao had a derisive cold smile, fearlessly taunting, "Kill me, and when I get to the underworld, I can tell our mother... that I was slain by her beloved younger son. Come on, kill me, take your revenge for your mother... If you don't kill me, you are a coward. Come on, kill me..."
Witnessing Xiao Tianjiao's hysterical state, his curses piercing the air.
Xiao Yi's body trembled.
His fists clenched tightly.
Thunders-like muffled sounds traveled up from between his fingers.
Amidst a great sonic boom, Xiao Yi's punch came crashing down ferociously.
But it did not land on Xiao Tianjiao.
It struck the ground beside him...
The terrifying force spread through the earth, reaching tens of kilometers away, causing a mountain thousands of zhang high to tremble violently. Then, with a loud bang, fissures spread across the mountain.
The entire mountain crumbled into dust.
Xiao Yi looked coldly at Xiao Tianjiao and said emotionlessly, "I will not kill you. I want you to die here in agony. Xiao Tianjiao, just stay here and meet your end on your own!"
Xiao Yi turned and walked away.
Behind him, Xiao Tianjiao's enraged roars resounded, "Come back, come back here... Xiao Yi, kill me, come back and kill me... What do you mean by leaving me here? I turned your mother's remains into a treasure, come back..."
In the woods, the faint roars of ferocious beasts echoed.
Xiao Tianjiao was in complete despair, "No... I am a peerless Tianjiao, how can I perish in the mouths of beasts? Xiao Yi, come back and kill me, I beg you..."
Xiao Yi was already long gone.
Several hungry low-level beasts, lured by the scent of blood, converged on the spot.
Xiao Tianjiao could clearly sense the low-level beasts gnawing on his body.
Xiao Tianjiao's howls of despair echoed with accumulating resentment, "Beasts, get away from me... You have no right to devour my flesh... Get lost... Xiao Yi, I will never share the sky with you, even as a ghost I won't let you off..."
The resentment piled up,
Materializing into a black mist that seeped into his bones and invaded his soul.
Just as Xiao Tianjiao was about to be devoured by several beasts, suddenly, a shadow flashed by. With explosive sounds, the low-level beasts burst apart – this was a figure shrouded in a black cloak.
A shadowy figure wreathed in black qi.
Beneath the cloak, a pair of eyes glowed with a cold light as it stared at the battered body effusing boundless hatred. He laughed eerily, "Such terrifying resentment, benefactor, do you desire revenge?"
"Benefactor? Who are you? What monk dares to come here?" Xiao Tianjiao's voice was venomous and piercing.
The figure beneath the cloak responded indifferently, "You need not know who I am. I just want to know... do you want revenge? Do you wish to kill Xiao Yi?"
"I wish to eat his flesh, drink his blood..." Xiao Tianjiao bellowed.
The mysterious person grinned, bringing his hands together in front of him.
His entire being oozed malevolence.
Yet, he chanted Buddhist scriptures with a semblance of compassion, "Then follow me, I shall give you the chance for revenge." His gaze turned towards the direction where Xiao Yi had departed, and he sinisterly chuckled, "Xiao Yi, we shall meet again, ke ke..."