Daring

"Fang Yuan, hand over the Spring Autumn Cicada quietly, and I'll let you die quickly!"

"You old bastard, Fang Yuan, stop resisting! All the righteous factions have united today to destroy your demonic lair. This place is surrounded by an inescapable net. You're sure to be executed this time!

"Fang Yuan, you damned fiend! You killed thousands just to cultivate the Spring Autumn Cicada. Your unforgivable crimes are beyond count!

"Demon, three hundred years ago you humiliated me, took my innocence, killed my entire family, and executed nine generations of my kin. From that moment on, I swore to hate you with every fiber of my being! Today, I want you dead!

Fang Yuan wore a dark green robe torn to shreds. His hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood. He looked around.

His blood-red robe fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, like a battle flag.

Blood ran from countless wounds on his body. He had stood there for only a short while, yet a large pool of blood had already gathered beneath his feet.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.