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Tang Yin looked behind him and nodded to his girls.

Then he looked up, raising his voice.

Suddenly, a voice audible to everyone echoed through the wind and shook the distant mountains.

"The World of the Celestial Sword found its path to greatness behind the betrayal of the Tang Clan."

"They thought this would save them. They thought they could rule above. They decided to kill the man who had favored them and allowed them to be great allies of the Tang Clan, and in this way they have achieved greatness."

"They did not imagine what was to come."

"Today, I, Tang Yin, reincarnated into the world for revenge, am here to collect my dues. Today I am here to destroy you, Yan Family, Celestial Sword Sect! In the next life, understand that betrayal is not paid for with joy. But with blood."

His words echoed in every corner, in a dawn, afternoon, and night that would go down in history.

Even the nearby worlds were terrified by those words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yin moved his hand downward, and a huge hammer appeared above it.

Suddenly, the hammer struck the protective barrier... A wall that they had boasted was magnificent and capable of withstanding the attacks of the most powerful in this world for a long time was shattered into pieces without even putting up any resistance to the incoming hammer.

Then, Tang's Heavenly Hammer struck the City of the Heavenly Sword for the first time in the history of the Sect.

The enormous sword behind the city suddenly shook and cracked.

The symbol of greatness of a sect that was firmly rooted in the history of the 10,000 Worlds suddenly split in half, along with the enormous city beneath them.

All the territories of the Celestial Sword Sect that remained on mountains were split in half, and a great earthquake began to shake the entire world.

It seemed as if the world was coming to an end.

An apocalypse had come to a world that, just a few hours ago, had been glorious, filled with celebrations and boasting.

A single blow was enough to bring chaos.

And Tang Yin did not raise his hammer.

He held Yan Hu and Yan Hutian in his hands, ignoring their screams, and took them back to the ship, placing them in the custody of Xu Nian, one of his wives.

Then he looked at the rest.

"Let's destroy this. Let him see what it feels like to be hunted to death. Let him experience it with his own family members," he declared.

"DON'T YOU DARE, TANG YIN!" Yan Hutian suddenly shouted when he understood what he was planning.

Tang Yin looked at him with a mocking laugh and put his foot on his head.

"As I understand it, you once told your son that you wanted to trample me, right? Why don't you stand up now and do it?"

"YOU... AGH!" His face was kicked by Tang Yin. Some of his teeth ended up rolling on the floor, making it impossible for him to speak at that moment.

"Let's go," he said and looked at Xu Nian. "Make them see everything."

Afterward, all his women spread out across the huge city, destroying all parts of the Sect.

Yan Hutian and Yan Hu felt stunned. Their elders came out to fight, but they died in one move.

The greatest powers of their sect were plunged into chaos and tried to flee, but ended up impaled by different weapons or by a huge tree that grew from the center and sought out its target in every corner.

This was a massacre.

Not only that. The ancestral lands...

What they had seen for so long and what made them proud as one of the longest-standing and most powerful sects on a higher plane suddenly began to meet its destruction.

Mountains, gates, buildings, treasure halls... courtyards where spiritual herbs were grown.

Nothing remained.

Everything belonging to the Celestial Sword Sect was swept away by higher powers.

Right now, Yan Hutian understood.

Those women... were not at his level or even slightly above it.

They were far above him!

At a ridiculous distance that even he could not measure.

"They are immortals..." he thought.

That was how those who had surpassed the Divine Master Realm were known.

On this plane, there are only stories about them and brief sightings of what is believed to be an Immortal. But to face them?

No one ever had, not even those of the Tang Clan.

And it wasn't just one. If it were only Tang Yin, he could understand.

That bastard's talent was ridiculous in his time. In just 30 years, he had reached heights that no one else had ever achieved.

With thousands of years, he was sure that man would become immortal. To begin with, the great war that shook the foundations of the 10,000 Worlds began precisely because of that.

Because of the fear that an Immortal would be born into the Tang Clan.

Although they were allies, jealousy and the impotence of feeling inferior struck them, and they ended up betraying them. It would have been fine if they had killed him.

But they didn't. Or maybe they did, but fate and death had other plans.

He had survived or perhaps been reincarnated.

And now he had returned to take revenge.

Just thinking about it made Yan Hutian tremble.

And the problem was that it wasn't just one Immortal who had come. There were dozens of them.

All under the command of one, the most dangerous!

He gritted his remaining teeth, trying to get up, but the hands of the beautiful little woman were too powerful.

He couldn't even break free, even though he shook with all his might.

He looked at his son, who was stunned.

Back then, he had been swayed by the sweet words of the traitors and that Great Clan. But today... that Great Clan didn't even know about the onslaught approaching them.

No one told them to prepare, and even if they had, there was nothing they could do against this power.

It was the power of the immortals, striking a mortal plane.

The minutes passed, and soon an hour had gone by.

At that moment, everything calmed down.

The ruined city below them, the countless dead bodies. Yan Hutian's sons and wives, Yan Hu's sons and wives were still alive.

But they were all kneeling, side by side.

Many of them remembered Tang Yin, and when they saw that Yan Hutian and Yan Hu were in his hands, they knew they were going to die.

Others did not know much, other than the stories that had been told all this time within the sect.

He was a sinner, who deserved death.