Monarch Night

Ning Zai Fei was completely bewildered.

At that moment, Ning Zai Fei even felt as if he were all alone in the vast universe.

Throughout ancient times, he was the only one.

An odd question and confusion of ’Who am I, where am I, what am I doing’ emerged.

Finally.

Under Yan Nan’s compulsion, Duan Xiyang let go, but his eyes were still fixed on the face of the Heavenly King Flute, as if he wanted to devour him!

His lips moved, and from the shape of his mouth, it was clear that Ning Zai Fei’s eighteen generations of ancestors were being cursed.

Yan Nan personally pulled the White Bone Spear out of the Heavenly King Flute’s stomach.

With a clang, he threw it on the ground.

The White Bone Spear let out a muffled grunt, jumped up on its own, and returned to Duan Xiyang’s hand.

The Heavenly King Flute’s body was pierced through, and blood gushed out.

Yan Nan held his forehead, sighed weakly, and tossed an Elixir Pill over: "Take it!"

The Heavenly King Flute caught the Elixir Pill in his hand, but did not eat it, his eyes blank and confused: "I... what exactly happened?"

Yan Nan felt as if he were about to explode.

Almost wanting to jump up and shout in frustration, but seeing the Heavenly King Flute already dumbfounded, Duan Xiyang already furious... and thinking about Sun Wutian outside who was already enraged...

Yan Nan took a deep breath, trying hard to control his emotions.

He simply snatched the Elixir Pill back from the Heavenly King Flute’s hand, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Then turned around, sat down heavily on a chair, and stared blankly at the void, feeling as if his mind had already exploded in the universe.

Duan Xiyang leaned on the White Bone Spear, casually posing in the chair.

His gaze was like that of a wolf, scrutinizing the Heavenly King Flute up and down.

The surging malice was like the waves of the sea, one wave not yet settled before another rose.

The wounds on the Heavenly King Flute’s body were healing rapidly, but just as they were about to heal, they were once again torn open by the Baigu Spear Intent.

Yan Nan finally came to his senses.

He patted Duan Xiyang.

Signaled him to retract the spear intent.

Duan Xiyang turned his head to the other side, ignoring him.

Yan Nan, helpless, could only suppress his anger and personally remove the spear intent.

From start to finish, even after he had treated the Heavenly King Flute’s wounds, Duan Xiyang did not look at him, but the malice did not diminish at all.

Instead, it intensified.

It seemed that as he thought about it, it became increasingly excessive.

After a full hour.

The three of them finally sat down again, no, only Duan Xiyang and Yan Nan sat.

Duan Xiyang, in particular, never stood up, just sat there with a cold face.

Now Duan Xiyang even wanted to go apologize to Sun Wutian.

Brother, I misunderstood you...

You were right to kill!

The Heavenly King Flute finally came to his senses.

And just because he came to his senses, he became even more nervous! As the True Sect Guardian and also the Great Demon, this was the most panic-stricken moment in the Heavenly King Flute’s life!

Or rather, the only panic-stricken moment!

He realized that he had caused trouble, but still didn’t understand exactly what kind of trouble he had caused!

Could it be that this Fang Tu... is the illegitimate child of Vice Sect Master Yan?

Or Sun Wutian’s illegitimate child?

Duan Xiyang’s illegitimate child?

It can’t possibly be... the illegitimate child of all three, can it?

But what is going on with these three people?

"Tell me, how did you take action? Are they really dead?"

Yan Nan asked weakly.

Ning Zai Fei wanted to say no.

But he also knew in his heart that facing his own attack, even if Sun Wutian had intercepted a bit, those five people were probably doomed!

"The hope of survival is not great."

Ning Zai Fei said dejectedly: "When I made my move, the Chief Protector intervened in time, but those five people... were too weak..."

"Explain the whole process."

Duan Xiyang said expressionlessly.

It was obvious that Chief Duan was trying his best to suppress.

Ning Zai Fei stood in front of the two of them, dejected and anxious, and recounted the entire matter from start to finish.

Yan Nan listened, not even wanting to sigh.

He had just decided to focus on cultivating Yemo, even sent resources to Yin Shen Palace, sent Sun Wutian to the Southeast, and actually had the intention of providing support to the Yemo Guardian...

But now it was all ruined.

According to the timing, the resources sent should have just reached the Yin Shen Palace; but the Yemo was killed right under Sun Wutian’s nose!

A sense of "absurdity, drama, a comedic mishap" arose, and Yan Nan was momentarily at a loss for how he felt.

Done for!

If Dongfang Sansan found out about this, the key undercover cultivated painstakingly, the biggest trump card against Dongfang Sansan, was killed by our own people while Dongfang Sansan was completely unaware, without any defense and in the midst of being heavily utilized...

That old bastard would probably laugh himself to death!

"Sigh..."

Yan Nan let out a long sigh.

For a moment, it felt as if the world was vast and boundless.

"This bloody... "

Vice Sect Master Yan lamented: "... this damn... it’s all the will of the heavens..."

Ning Zai Fei dared not speak.

Yan Nan asked, a face twisted in agony: "Ning Zai Fei, I ask you, how did you link my order... to Fang Tu? I just want to know how you even considered attacking Fang Tu? What was it about him that attracted you?!! Eh!?"

Each word was a thunderous roar.

Ning Zai Fei trembled all over.

"I was..."

He explained his reasoning, looking like he was about to cry: "Vice Sect Master, I... did I kill the wrong person? Who... exactly is this Fang Tu?..."