In a secluded valley, about a hundred miles away from the Yuhua Immortal Sect.
Fang Yuhan was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood, his face growing increasingly haggard.
At this moment, even someone familiar passing by would hardly recognize that this was the once proud Fang Yuhan, who had been full of confidence just two days ago.
Now, he resembled an old man on the brink of death.
"Why is this teleportation talisman so strange? Why does it consume my essence blood?" Fang Yuhan thought, puzzled, as he coughed up another mouthful of blood.
The repeated injuries and loss of essence blood had severely drained his vitality, and his condition was desperate.
"Never mind, I still have the Yellow Springs Diagram!"
"As long as I have this divine diagram in my hands, I'll recover everything..."
"Then, I'll still be the Fang Yuhan who once ruled the world!"
Fang Yuhan shakily stood up, forcing himself to stay optimistic.
Su Ming!
I, Fang Yuhan, swear that I will kill you in this life!
If it weren't for you, how would I have ended up like this?
His face twisted with rage, hatred for Su Ming running deep within his bones and blood vessels.
"Once I find a place to cultivate and recover my strength, one day, I will destroy the so-called Unfathomable Demon Palace!"
Suddenly, a powerful aura rapidly approached from afar.
"Not good!"
Fang Yuhan's face changed drastically. Could this aura belong to a Supreme realm expert?
In a panic, he tried to stand up and escape.
However, every time he tried to summon his spiritual power, it was as if his efforts had vanished into thin air. He couldn't use it at all.
Could it be... that the teleportation talisman was faulty?
Fang Yuhan realized this, but it was already looking too late.
"Fang Yuhan, where do you think you're going?"
A loud shout echoed.
In mid-air, Master Yuhua floated, face burned with anger, and the intense killing intent seemed ready to swallow Fang Yuhan whole.
It's all this guy's fault!
He almost caused the destruction of our Yuhua Immortal Sect!
"M-Master, I..." Fang Yuhan began to defend himself, but he didn't finish his words.
*Swoosh*
Master Yuhua instantly teleported in front of Fang Yuhan and struck him with his palm.
*Boom!*
A terrifying force smashed down, instantly shattering Fang Yuhan's remaining bones.
He screamed in agony, curling up on the ground.
"Traitor, I won't give you a chance to escape anymore."
"Behave yourself and come with me to meet the Prince!"
Master Yuhua grabbed the barely conscious Fang Yuhan, lifting him with ease and disgust.
A moment later, in the main hall of the Yuhua Immortal Sect.
Su Ming sat calmly at the top, looking down at the kneeling Fang Yuhan.
This former lucky son of destiny should have quietly cultivated and eventually soared to the throne of the eternal emperor.
But now, he was like a beaten dog without a home, not only with depleted vitality but also gravely injured.
"What a pity, today is the end for him..." Su Ming muttered devilishly as he recalled Fang Yuhan's Luck Value.
"Fang Yuhan, you really have some nerve!"
"The bastard descendant of the Blood Mountain Ancestor dares to cause chaos in my Yuhua Immortal Sect and even attempts to assassinate the Emperor's Son!"
"Today is the end of your sinful existence!"
Master Yuhua roared, his voice sounding like a roar.
Fang Yuhan's face filled with disbelief.
He knows that he was the one to try to kill Su Ming, but who was this Blood Mountain Ancestor now?
"No wait, who even is this Blood Mountain Ancestor? I don't even know the Blood Mountain Ancestor," Fang Yuhan panicked, his voice desperate. "M-Master, I think there's been a misunderstanding."
"A misunderstanding?"
"How dare you still argue?"
Master Yuhua scolded angrily. "My Yuhua Immortal Sect honors the arts of swordsmanship and magic."
"During the competition, we clearly saw that you used your physical strength and blood essence to injure Xu Lingshan!"
"Originally, you could have said you had inherited some other ancient legacy, training your body."
"But today..."
"When you escaped the small courtyard, blood essence filled the air of the small courtyard. That was clearly the Blood Mountain Ancestor's Blood Escape technique. What more do you have to say?"
What?
Escaping the small courtyard... Blood Escape technique?
Fang Yuhan suddenly came to his senses, dizzy.
The legend of the Blood Mountain Ancestor... the Blood Escape technique...
He had clearly used a teleportation talisman. Could there have been something wrong with that talisman?
"It's you?!"
In that moment, all the strings came together, forming a net... A net filled with wicked and devious schemes, each one aimed at bringing down Fang Yuhan to the bottom of the bottom. A net set by none other than.... Su Ming!
"It must be you! Su Ming, you bastard! You are behind all of this!"
Fang Yuhan's eyes widened in shock and rage, his gaze burning with hatred.
"Blood Mountain Ancestor? I don't even know him! Master, master, Su Ming is framing me, he is the one behind all of this!"
Fang Yuhan was seething with anger, filled with fury and tried his best to explain his innocence.
"Shut up!"
"You dare disrespect the Prince when death is upon you?!"
Master Yuhua shouted angrily.
Master Yuha struck Fang Yuhan with his palm again.
*Bang!*
With a loud crash, Fang Yuhan fell to his knees, screaming in agony.
"Sister Fang, Sister Fang, save me, I'm innocent!"
"You know what kind of person I am. I don't have the Blood Mountain Ancestor's inheritance, I really don't!"
Fang Yuhan panicked, his last hope pinned on Fang Qingxue.
Fang Qingxue had been standing beside Su Ming and, hearing this, couldn't hold back any longer.
"Shut up!"
Her eyes were red as she spoke angrily. "I don't know what kind of person you are, I never knew your real intentions!"
Fang Qingxue was livid.
Her good intentions had caused her to be internally condemned before.
If she hadn't trusted Fang Yuhan, how could the Prince have been put in danger?
At this moment, Fang Qingxue had no sympathy left for Fang Yuhan.
Her gaze was cold as she said, "You deserve to get a punishment even worse than death! The Blood Mountain Ancestor used to absorb others' blood to improve his cultivation, he was a wicked demonic cultivator..."
"You inherited his legacy, you are also a demon, and the heavens will not allow you to live!"
With that, Fang Qingxue turned her gaze away without looking at him again.
Fang Yuhan felt as though a thousand arrows had pierced his heart. His face went pale as he desperately tried to explain.
"It's not me! This is all a conspiracy!"
"Sister Fang, listen to me! This is definitely Su Ming's plot!"
"Shut up!"
"You still want to blame the Prince for everything? You disgust me Fang Yuhan!"
Fang Qingxue's face was filled with rage and disgust.
"I..."
Fang Yuhan's face turned white, his mind spinning.
How did this happen?
It shouldn't be like this!
Why has it come to this?
He was supposed to be the chosen one!
He should have enjoyed the admiration of everyone, aiming to take the throne of the Yuhua Immortal Sect and then conquer the whole world!
But now, he had become a demon?
.....
"Alright, you all wait outside. I'll personally escort him."
Su Ming patted Fang Qingxue's shoulder, comforting her.
With red eyes, Fang Qingxue nodded and turned to leave.
Under the order of the Emperor's Son, Master Yuhua and the others dared not disobey, leaving the hall immediately.
At this moment, only Su Ming and Fang Yuhan were left in the hall alone.
"Su Ming, you bastard! I know, this is all your scheme!"
Fang Yuhan's expression was defeated and exhausted as he glared at Su Ming, gritting his teeth.
"My scheme? From the beginning to the end, wasn't it you who wanted to kill me?"
"Now, this is just the result of your own actions," Su Ming replied indifferently.
"You... you... You deserve to die, you wicked motherf*cker!"
Fang Yuhan screamed in fury.
Su Ming smiled wickedly before speaking words that shocked Fang Yuhan.
"The Yellow Spring Diagram on you... It doesn't suit you anymore. It should be handed over now..."