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“If it were before, with my cultivation in the Sky Realm, I’m afraid going back wouldn’t be of much help,” Leng Yanran replied honestly.

“But now, after cultivating the Chaos Heaven Demon Art passed down by Master, my cultivation has reached the Second Heaven of the Profound Realm. I feel like I might even be able to challenge a practitioner of the Returning Ruin Realm!”

Feeling her Master’s concern, Leng Yanran’s heart trembled, and she honestly expressed her thoughts.

Among them in the Moro Kingdom, the highest martial prowess was the ruler, possessing the strength of the Returning Ruin Realm. As for the Leng family, the strongest among them was only at the Ninth Heaven of the Profound Realm, even so, they were still one of the three major families in the Moro Kingdom!

Leng Yanran had a faint suspicion that the trouble her family encountered this time might have been caused by the other two major families.

“Do you have any idea who might be behind the attack on you and your family?” Chen Daoxuan nodded slightly and asked again.

“I don’t know. Unfortunately, all three of those who pursued me have died at Master’s hands,” Leng Yanran replied. “I misspoke… I don’t mean to blame Master!”

After her response, Leng Yanran suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized.

“It’s fine. But what you said is actually not a bad idea!” Chen Daoxuan didn’t mind and his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

On the other hand, Leng Yanran was a bit puzzled. Two of the people who pursued her were turned into blood mist, and the other person’s neck was crushed. How could she ask them anything now? Could it be that Master was proficient in soul-summoning techniques?

It wouldn’t be surprising, as Master was like an immortal, and it was normal for him to know some esoteric arts.

However, Chen Daoxuan didn’t seem to be planning to use soul-summoning techniques. He simply waved his hand, and the remaining corpse floated over to the pavilion.

“Fortunately, I didn’t turn all of them into blood mist; otherwise, it would have been troublesome,” Chen Daoxuan chuckled, then snapped his fingers.

Following that, the sound of bones crackling echoed, and to Leng Yanran’s astonishment, the broken neck of the corpse slowly healed.

“Ugh!” The corpse suddenly took a sharp breath and opened its eyes.

“Don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!” Upon opening his eyes, the person who was suspended in mid-air struggled like a trapped beast, with liquid flowing from his pants.

Witnessing this scene, Leng Yanran’s pupils contracted in shock!

Revived…?!

This completely exceeded Leng Yanran’s comprehension! This was undoubtedly something only an immortal could achieve. Judging by the man’s struggling appearance, he wasn’t a mere zombie, but fully conscious!

Someone who had been dead for over a day had come back to life just like that?

“Enough chatter!”

Chen Daoxuan snorted coldly, and the assassin’s mouth instantly closed. The man trembled uncontrollably, not because he didn’t want to speak, but because, with Chen Daoxuan’s cold rebuke, he found that he couldn’t produce any sound at all!

“She asks, you answer. If my disciple isn’t satisfied, I’ll let you die a thousand times over, understand?” Chen Daoxuan remained composed, and his voice was remarkably calm. However, the words fell upon the assassin’s ears like an icy abyss.

It was as if this youth before him was the most terrifying demon in the world! The assassin nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking for food.

“Good disciple, if you want to know something, just ask,” Chen Daoxuan finally turned his head, smiling slightly as he stared at his disciple.

The tone and expression he had when facing the assassin were completely different, leaving the other assassin dumbfounded!

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