“Could it be that you are afraid now? When you were at the top of the cliff face, you were cold bloodedly watching the Yun Hai Sect members get slaughtered, you were feeling comfortable and satisfied, right? When you and your father got a few hundred thousand soldiers killed, didn’t you have the feeling that your plan was a great success?”
Lin Feng’s voice sounded evil and its coldness invaded Duan Han’s heart.
“Arrrghhhh!”
Duan Tian Lang shouted like an animal, abandoned his sword and jumped towards Duan Han.
“Frozen Heart.” said Meng Qing in a low voice. Duan Tian Lang started shaking violently. He had the feeling that his heart was being completely frozen. Blood started flowing from his mouth.
But Duan Tian Lang didn’t pay attention to that, all that mattered to him was his son, his son couldn’t die.
“Oh, you came?” said Lin Feng with an ice-cold smile on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, his silhouette disappeared, he was absorbed into the void of darkness.
“Die.” said a voice coming from the void. The crowd saw, in the middle of that emptiness, a cross appeared. That cross was resplendent and dazzling to the eyes.
“Shhhh….”
The cross turned into a sanguinary sword. On Duan Han’s neck there was a small cross, a small bloody cross.
Duan Tian Lang stopped moving. His mouth was wide open. He was just feeling infinitely cold as he was blankly staring at his son, Duan Han, who slightly lifted his head to look at his father. Duan Tan Lang could see the cross-shaped mark on his neck and the blood endlessly gushing out from it.
“Duan Han!” shouted Duan Tian Lang with a husky voice. He was shaking from head to toe. He grabbed his son and hugged him tightly. He saw his son’s lips, which were moving, but he couldn’t speak a word as he was drowning in his own blood.
At that moment, his son collapsed in his arms.
“Cough, cough.” Duan Tian Lang coughed and blood was forced out of his mouth. He looked deathly pale. His son was dead, he had been killed by Lin Feng and died in his arms. At the moment, when he had almost reached his son, Lin Feng forced him to watch his son drown in his own blood.
Invisible like a shadow, invisible and silent, that was the Deadly Cross Shadow.
“It hurts doesn’t it, Duan Tian Lang? Back then, at the Yun Hai Sect, when you slaughtered all those people, or after when you set a trap for a few hundred thousand soldiers, you were not thinking about their friends and their families, you also didn’t think about the pain that they would have to go through.” said Lin Feng, who was standing behind Duan Tian Lang watching the scene.
“Lin Feng!” furiously shouted Duan Tian Lang while releasing a deadly energy.
“You don’t need to shout, I know that you wish you could hack me into a million pieces, I understand your hatred because I feel that hatred inside me, and my hatred is much more terrifying than yours.” said Lin Feng sounding calm.