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For the Celestial Sword Sect that had risen above the world, the most talented and beautiful man who had ever walked this plane was a mere traitor and sinner who deserved death.

Thanks to the union of so many powerful sects in an alliance at the Tang level, they had managed to establish the story that Tang Yin was a traitor who deserved death. One who had allied himself with sinners, demons, and beasts to attack the great sects.

That was the story that spread to every corner of the great worlds, especially this world.

Many did not really believe it, and those who were alive at that time were sure that it was not true and that it was just an excuse. But no one dared to say anything.

Most of those kneeling before Tang Yin, some nearly naked, belonged to the group he knew was an excuse; they were all targets of his vengeance.

The rest had simply been terribly brainwashed, believing him to be a first-class sinner who deserved death.

So Tang Yin walked in front of them. All his women stood nearby, on top of destroyed buildings, watching the moment of his revenge.

Meanwhile, Xu Nian brought Yan Hutian and Yan Hu to the ground, throwing them down and immobilizing them with his energy.

"About 2,000 years ago, I remember Yan Hu leading the large group of bastards who took me to that frozen world that became the world of my death. I remember that several of you supported this. I couldn't defend myself against thousands of cultivators, so I had no choice but to accept my fate."

Tang Yin grabbed Yan Hu and threw him forward.

"Many years have passed since then, but I must thank heaven for allowing me to be reincarnated with my memories intact. Thanks to that, I am here today. Seeking revenge. My rightful revenge against you, damned traitors," he said, and a chair made of tree branches formed for him to sit on.

"Who do you think you are, you damned sinner?! It's no secret that you are a sinner and a traitor who wanted to kill us all!" roared a person in the crowd.

Yan Hu was alarmed and looked at him. "Shut up!" he scolded.

"Father, why be afraid of a sinner?! Just bring the holy sword, he..."

"Shut up!" he roared, deeply angry, and then looked quickly at Tang Yin.

"Tang Yin... I was the one who betrayed you back then. Maybe the whole older generation did too, but our younger generations have nothing to do with this. They've only grown up with a part of the story that..."

"Shut up, bastard. I don't give a damn about your new generation. To me, you're all trash of equal value."

Yan Hu's mouth immediately shut, and he swallowed hard. He didn't dare say anything else.

Tang Yin looked at the man who had just spoken. He was a man of several hundred years old, identical to Yan Hu.

"I wonder why Heaven allows sinners who dare to go against it to have children... I guess it's not as powerful as I thought." Tang Yin sneered a little, despising the supposed call to "Heaven," a clear low blow to the Heavenly Sword Sect, which believes that Heaven rules above all else.

Although several of those who did not know the terror of seeing Tang Yin return tried to speak, no one could, for Tang Yin spoke first.

"Since you have a child, old friend Yan Hu... I can forgive you," he said playfully.

Yan Hu shuddered and looked at him. "You... are you serious?"

"Of course." Tang Yin nodded and looked at Jia Yijie. "As long as I can bear it."

He nodded to Jia Yijie, and she smiled.

"Level 1 difficulty or level 2?" she asked.

"Level 1, for now," Tang Yin replied.

She shrugged. "I'd prefer level 3. Why not give it a try?" She walked up to the little man, who became extremely lustful as soon as he saw such a perfect and seductive figure walking toward him.

She felt disgusted by his gaze and thought about gouging his eyes out, but she restrained herself.

She bent down and picked up a dry stick from the ground. Then she took a few more steps and stood in front of Yan Hu's son, under everyone's gaze.

She then looked at her own shadow. "I need two female bodies," she said.

Her shadow shook a little.

"It doesn't matter if they're alive or dead. Just bring them now."

Then her shadow seemed to shake more, and some shadows came out of it.

In a few seconds, two dead women's bodies appeared before them.

She then hit Yan Hu's son on the head with the stick and dropped him.

She immediately began to walk away.

Nothing seemed to have changed, but suddenly, Yan Hu's son fell to the ground, motionless, while the two dead bodies shook violently.

"Shit." Several of them were frightened and tried to move away.

Meanwhile, Yan Hu, stunned, shouted, "What the hell did you do to my son, you damn woman?!" He tried to get up, but his body wouldn't respond, and he fell face-first onto the ground.

She looked at him and sneered. "Something funny. Why aren't you thanking me for giving him a chance? If he comes out alive, my lord will let him live. Why are you upset? Tsk, useless men are so weird." She shook her head and walked over to sit on Tang Yin's legs.

"You...! What did you do, you bastards?!" Yan Hu despaired when he saw his son's body begin to shake, as if something were tormenting him.

Tang Yin watched him with interest for several minutes, ignoring Yan Hu's continuous cries. He was just curious to see what would happen.

Time gave them the answer.

Yan Hu's son's body suddenly began to dry up, and the two dead bodies began to shake. And as if coming back to life, these two bodies of random people from the city suddenly stood up, their eyes dull but strangely alive.

Meanwhile, Yan Hu's son's entire body dried up.

A cry of despair rose from Yan Hu's gut. "Hao! HAO!" He tried to get up. He tried to run to his son, but there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't even move a hair on his body, trapped in Tang Yin's power.

"Tsk, what a weak soul. He couldn't even beat two dead things." He looked at Yan Hu, who was completely desperate.

"Damn you, what did you do to my son?! Speak, damn you, let me move, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" He roared again and again.