Paragon of Sin

The Evil Sentinel's aura seethed; his bright, blood-red eyes shone frighteningly, giving off a violent, wicked, and vile light. The lives of countless cultivators had met their untimely end at his hands, their cultivated efforts over a lifetime forming the amalgamated foundation of his strength and terror. The depth of his Evil-born cultivation base was bone-chillingly deep.

This was a true-blue Evil Cultivator, committed to the namesake. Those of his breed was miraculously rare, downright vicious. The total absence of morals or hesitation in conducting revolting acts for cultivation. If it wasn't for the rules of Everworld, there was little doubt he'd refine the millions here.

In contrast, Na Xinyi's aura was like a frosty lake. She was lofty, prideful, and dangerous yet enticing and attractive. Yet she exuded a white mist of beguiling mystery, prompting the desire to inspect and investigate.

Could this freezing lake be heated to the point of defrosting? Becoming a welcoming hot spring? How would it feel to explore its depths, both freezing and not? These questions could stir the male heart into action.

However, the eyes of the Evil Sentient were absent from these questions. While his words were laid and vulgar, the only emotion within his eyes was greed. The lust was false. Reflected in his eyes, the only thing this Evil Cultivator saw was a meal, a resource.

Na Xinyi was not human.

She was a useful plant to be plucked for his benefit; how he does it didn't matter-the attributes of a true Evil Cultivator.

Yet the woman looked down on him, claiming to take both arms within five seconds. This was outrageous! His pride was challenged. He internally decided to sever her four limbs, and then ruthlessly extract her Primal Yin in the most violent, unpleasant manner possible.

With his sharp glistening sickle, he brandished his white, twisted smile to Na Xinyi.

Na Xinyi replied with a blink.

WOOSH!

The Evil Sentinel rushed Na Xinyi. Simultaneously, his Worldly Domain unfurled. A world of bright, bloody red light shot forth, engulfing twenty meters of distance in every direction. Due to Everworld's unique characteristics, Worldly Domains were severely restricted alongside the ability to fly. Despite the size, it was two thousand thousand times smaller due to this!

Normally, this Worldly Domain would be 40,000 kilometers! This exceeded a Greater Starlord! Just this was enough to showcase the Evil Sentinel's stellar foundation!

Na Xinyi's response was simple: World Armor!

She pulsed her Worldly Domain rapidly, guarding against the Worldly Domain's devastating influence. She seemed unaffected as she brandished her white sword, indifference effusing in her eyes.

The Evil Sentinel was dumbfounded seeing such a technique being displayed effortlessly. When had those who foolishly ventured into Everworld ever known of such a highly defensive, incredibly technical skill?

Su Mei had elevated the cultivation society's standards! She unintentionally pioneered a stage of cultivation advancement for society, propagating it into its culture as the standard.

The Evil Sentinel finally realized that there were those of this generation that were of a higher standard than before. His eyes glinted greedily, and Na Xinyi's potential value increased in his heart. With his sickle in hand, he rushed forward as a whirlwind of bloody light.

Wu Baozhai's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Evil Sentinel struck first! He swiped his sickle at Na Xinyi's shoulder, intending to split her in half! His strike held nothing back.

Na Xinyi moved. She was seemingly slow as her body swayed. Then, she flickered as if reality erased her presence.

There was no clang. The two exchanged locations instantly. The world of bloody light fizzled abruptly.

Lin Ziyan's eyes widened.

He Yanglei gasped disbelievingly.

Spurt!

Two arms flew through the air, and blood gushed from the stumps, shooting wildly into the air and tainting the ground with glaringly bright and hot blood. The grass rustled as suckling sounds gently resounded as if the ground was absorbing the blood.

"YOU!"

Na Xinyi kept her sword; she turned around and glanced at Wu Baozhai. "You must have never sparred with 'him', otherwise you'd never give me a chance." As she reached her fifth word, the Evil Sentinel's eyes bulged unnaturally as hot blood kept greysering from his arms. But after the sixth word, a perfect horizontal line slit across his throat and hood.

Slide!

Thud!

Wu Baozhai ignored the headless Evil Sentinel as their lifeless body flopped to the ground. She lightly shrugged as she kept her halberd, "I gave myself limitations." She justified her actions, but there was a tinge of regret in her voice. While she never sparred with 'him' directly, she sparred with several Incarnations of his throughout the years as they communicated.

Na Xinyi smiled, "So did I." Her words were laced with a fiercely competitive spirit. She walked to a severed arm, lightly waving her hand as the Evil Sentinel's spatial ring floated into her hand.

Ba-Dum! Ba-Dum! Ba-DUM!!

He Yanglei's heart pounded violently, threatening to burst! This was the Extreme Yin Empress! Despair enveloped his heart and soul as he had the urge to cry out.

"Sister Na! You're so strong," Lin Ziyan commented in praise as she walked toward the subconsciously crawling and sweating He Yanglei. She kicked.

POW!

The harsh sound of a bone skull being impacted by force resounded, and a soft, spine-chilling crack resounded. He Yanglei's head snapped back forcefully as he cried out in pain, tumbling around the grass, still conscious as he kept struggling with twitching fingers.

"It helped that he was so weak," Wu Baozhai off-handedly commented.

"Says the one who couldn't finish the job in five seconds," Na Xinyi bantered. While her words were rebuking, her words contained no malicious intent as she smiled. The two had fought together in a dozen battles, and they'd never had a chance to playfully exchange words like this comfortably during that time. Each time, they struggled and had to rush as a flood of enemies pursued them.

Wu Baozhai arrived next to the groaning He Yangeli. She flicked her finger. From the tip, the Imperial Heaven Aura shot forth and drove itself into his bleeding ears and nose. He Yanglei wreathed in agony as he twisted and shouted a stifled scream. With this, his cultivation and powers were thoroughly suppressed.

Na Xinyi arrived beside Wu Baozhai, pressing her hand toward He Yanglei. A chilling Spiritual Yin Light flashed. The brimming vitality of He Yanglei vanished. All his active Yang Energy from his Yang Source was abolished; he was crippled in ways that would cause men to wail from Hell to Heaven.

The imbalance of yin-yang was an experience far more painful as his body began to grow extremely cold without the slightest sign of ice or frost. The feeling left him wishing for death.

The three stood before He Yanglei. Their eyes flashed with killing intent as they began to take turns. They didn't cut, stab, or remove any part of He Yanglei's body. They began to slowly but surely cripple him in every aspect of cultivation-Lin Ziyan attacked the physical, Wu Baozhai attacked the essence, and Na Xinyi attacked the mental. His ghastly pale complexion was terrifying to behold.

"KI-KILL M-ME!" He hoarsely begged. The tone of his voice no longer contained a hint of masculine energy, androgynous in tone. The hour-long torture of Lin Ziyan's violence, Wu Baozhai's Imperial Heaven Aura, and Na Xinyi's Yin Light were unbearable.

Those who happened to arrive nearby and see this scene all sucked in breaths of cold air. These women were particularly vicious, like devilish fiends. They attacked with only killing intent in their eyes, but they didn't kill.

"What happened to Sister Yu?" The trio stopped. Lin Ziyan had asked this question, and the reprieve caused He Yanglei to feel as if he was blessed. But when he didn't respond in three seconds, Lin Ziyan kicked at his abdomen, accurately striking a vital point of his lungs.

A hellish sting took He Yanglei's breath away. At this point, his eyes were out of tears.

Wu Baozhai and Na Xinyi struck again. They were even harsher than before, and He Yanglei wanted to die.

They stopped.

"What happened to Sister Yu?" Lin Ziyan asked indifferently. The trio didn't know exactly what happened to Lian Yu. Wei Wuyin never told them how or why Lian Yu died.

He Yanglei breathily huffed, "I-I..."

"If you don't speak clearly, this'll continue until your natural lifespan ends." Wu Baozhai explained indifferently as if the matter was inconsequential to her. The sheer thought of keeping someone alive for their entire lifespan until they died in a grueling state of pain and suffering was beyond cruel.

He Yanglei's eyes bulged as he struggled to speak. " I ! I kill...I killed her!" He confessed.

The way he said that caused Lin Ziyan's expression to twist in anger, while Wu Baozhai frowned and Na Xinyi's killing intent nearly exploded. She barely held herself back from ending this bastard's life then and there.

"Why? How? Where? Why do you have her heart?" Wu Baozhai asked for details.

He Yanglei didn't hold anything back. He began to explain his journey to the Devil War Realm. He began to detail how he met Lian Yu and Long Chen. When Long Chen was mentioned, all three of their expressions changed in various ways. They learned that he tried to steal Long Chen's Seed of Law, but he had escaped after he had snatched Lian Yu's heart from her chest.

The man could only watch helplessly. In fact, the idiot had sealed himself at his request, only capable of watching Lian Yu slowly die as her heart throbbed lively outside of her chest.

He even went into detail about how he cried out her name pathetically.

How he crawled.

After a while, He Yanglei began to derive a feeling of pleasurable revenge as the expressions of the trio twisted viciously. After an hour of torture, his mind had grown demented as he spoke with energy from who knows where.

"He put on those Endless Oath Shackles willingly! The fool! What a sight as he slapped her dying corpse! Hah! The look in his eyes." Now He Yanglei was truly deriving pleasure from this.

"A SEED of Law! I can't believe such an idiot had been blessed with one!" He Yanglei had learned many things from his dharma protector then, including Seeds of Law and other details. When Long Chen exposed him, that skinny old man told him of Long Chen's uniqueness. Whether he admitted it or not, he wanted He Yanglei to take it for himself even if he didn't assist in securing Long Chen due to his oaths.

"..." The trio was silent.

"Oh! The look on his face when he heard her last words. HAHA!" He Yanglei grew increasingly deranged.

Last words? The trio grew curious instantly, but the burning hatred in their eyes was enough to cause fear in devils and ghosts.

"HAHAHA! You know what she said?!" He Yanglei lurched upwards a little, his eyes filled with a mad glow. Wu Baozhai unleashed a burst of Wind Force from her finger, smacking against his forehead, causing him to howl in pain as his head smashed violently into the ground.

But that moment did little to stifle his laughter. "H-he said!" He began, a little dizzily. He had even said 'he' instead of 'she'. But his mind grew a little confused as he said Long Chen's last words instead: "As she laid there dying, 'You're alive. You're alive. I won't let you die. I promise I'll bring you back, no matter what. Even Hong Ru can do so, so can you!"' Was what he said! Haha!" He had even tried to mimic his pathetic tone.

The hearts of the trio twisted painfully. Hong Ru had been brought back to life by Wei Wuyin's efforts, but that was because her soul was intact. By the time Wei Wuyin found her corpse, she had been dead for a long, long time, her soul gone.

"As for her! AS FOR HER!" He screamed powerfully, deriving immense enjoyment from their gazes. "She said...SHE SAID!! HAHA! WITH HER DYING BREATH, SHE SAID SHE LOVED..." He began to cackle maniacally, elongating the moment suspenseful as the trio basked in their emotions.

"I. Love. Wei. WUYIN!!" At this point, He Yanglei was lost in himself. He had forgotten why he wanted them to try killing him and was now simply enjoying petty revenge.

"..." Na Xinyi.

"..." Wu Baozhai.

Lin Ziyan.

They were all silent because...they could all understand, and while doubtful, they felt it was...possible despite Lian Yu's staunch loyalty.

"Pathetic bitch," he spat.

SHING!

Lin Ziyan could no longer hold back. She brought out her golden sword, slicing at He Yanglei's neck. Her actions were swift, catching them all off-guard."No!" Wu Baozhai and Na Xinyi cried out simultaneously, but they were too late to stop it.

"...!" He Yanglei was wide-eyed as the blade rushed toward his neck. And then, a twisted grin formed on his face.

Just as the blade with lulling intent swiped across his neck, entering halfway through, unleashing life-snuffing force-

BOOM!!!

An explosion of aquamarine light exploded from He Yanglei's chest!

The trio was sent flying back as Astral Wards guarded their bodies. Those watching were smashed by the explosive light. A few died instantly upon contact, lifelessly landing a mile or so away.

"Haha! Stupid BITCHES!" He Yanglei's raging laughter resounded through the air.