Chapter 1979 - 1811: Fury
And at this time Song Yun had just arrived in Yanjing, when he received a call from Li Shishi.
"Shishi, did you miss me?"
Song Yun answered the call, jokingly smiling.
But he had barely finished speaking when he heard a beeping sound and the call abruptly ended.
"Huh, messing with me?"
Song Yun picked up the phone and dialed Li Shishi again.
"The number you have dialed is either powered off or out of service area. Please try again later."
Powered off?
No battery?
Something’s wrong!
Song Yun frowned slightly and proceeded to call several other women.
While all the calls connected, strangely, no one answered.
Suddenly, a bad premonition arose in Song Yun’s mind.
And this feeling grew stronger. He pinpointed their locations and found they were all at the Shura Alliance Branch.
"I have to hurry back to the Shura Alliance Branch; they cannot be in trouble."
Song Yun’s expression turned serious, no longer descending as he changed course towards the Shura Alliance Branch.
Gu Zi noticed Song Yun’s unusual expression and asked with a frown, "What’s wrong?"
Song Yun replied, "There might be some trouble at home; I need to get back quickly."
"Oh."
Seeing Song Yun’s serious expression, Gu Zi asked no more, only curious about what Song Yun’s home was like and who lived there.
Song Yun pushed the helicopter to its maximum speed, arriving at the Shura Alliance Branch area within minutes.
From afar, Song Yun could see the scene at the Shura Alliance Branch.
The gate shattered, rockery broken, columns collapsed...
The Shura Alliance Branch was in complete disarray.
At the entrance, amidst the ruins, Hua Qingcheng stood.
She was drenched, covered in blood, severely injured, barely able to stand.
Yet her eyes were resolute, filled with intense killing intent.
"You bastards, Song Yun will surely kill you all when he returns!"
Even from afar, Song Yun heard Hua Qingcheng’s words.
She was exerting all her strength to protect everyone present.
But all she had to support her was her will.
Her body was already...
Too weak!
Song Yun looked over to the other side, his brows furrowing.
Three Blood Clan members, emitting a dense bloody aura, their presence comparable to Richie’s.
Needless to say, these Blood Clan members must be from the vampire family.
They had come to attack the Shura Alliance Branch, obviously seeking revenge for Song Yun killing Richie before.
"No, Qingcheng can’t possibly be a match for the Blood Clan."
Song Yun was burning with anxiety, piloting the aircraft swiftly toward the Shura Alliance Branch.
Qingcheng was one of the most important people to him, he absolutely couldn’t let her get hurt, while Xia Tian and Qingluan were being pinned down by the other two Blood Clan members, who unbelievably were able to fight Qingluan to a standstill.
Just as the aircraft approached the Shura Alliance Branch, Song Yun saw one of the Blood Clan members extending sharp claws, like daggers, rushing at Hua Qingcheng.
In a flash, the Blood Clan appeared before Hua Qingcheng, piercing her heart with one hand.
"No!"
Song Yun’s eyes widened in rage, shouting.
But, being thousands of meters away and high in the air, he was unable to provide assistance.
Swish.
Before his eyes, five sharp claws of the Blood Clan pierced through Hua Qingcheng’s heart, through her chest.
"Heh heh, this time, you’re destined to die."
Turner sneered.
Thud.
Hua Qingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood, her head lowered, barely alive.
She raised her eyes at Turner, her gaze seething with murderous intent, her voice deep, "You bastards, I’ll kill you all!"
"Damn it, still dare to boast."
Turner cursed, pulling out his claws with a swish and kicking Hua Qingcheng in the abdomen.
Hua Qingcheng flew out and hit the ground.
Five hole wounds appeared on her chest, blood continuously oozing out, her chest heaved violently for a few moments, then she lay limply on the ground, completely without motion.
Dead!
In that instant, the women rushing towards Hua Qingcheng felt a moment of dizziness.
Was everything before their eyes real?
The proud Hua Qingcheng, slain by the Blood Clan just like that.
"Ah!"
From the helicopter, Song Yun let out a furious roar.
Fury pushed to the limit!
Sorrow pushed to the limit!
His eyes turned blood red, his aura wildly aggressive, filled with lethal killing intent.
His body trembled, his aura gradually elevated, reaching its peak.
But in that instant, suddenly, his aura broke through, rising higher, and continued to climb.
Driven by extreme anger, he broke through from mid-SS level to late-SS level.
But, what use was this breakthrough at this moment.
Qingcheng, in the end, could not be saved.
The helicopter continued approaching the Shura Alliance Branch, a lone tear welled up in Song Yun’s eye, only to be forcibly held back.
He couldn’t cry, crying was useless.
He had to kill those three Blood Clan members, to avenge Qingcheng.
"I want you to be buried with Qingcheng. I, Song Yun, swear, I will ensure your family disappears from Earth within my lifetime."
The helicopter ducked down, Song Yun could no longer wait. He immediately maneuvered the aircraft to hover in the air, jumping down towards the Shura Alliance Branch.
Whirring helicopter blades roared.
All three Blood Clan members at the Shura Alliance Branch looked skyward, just in time to see a figure jump down from the aircraft.
Boom.
It was too high, Song Yun fell hard onto the roof of the Shura Alliance Branch, breaking through the rooftop, landing inside a room, raising thick clouds of dust.
Though he fell very fast, the three Blood Clan members still clearly saw his appearance.