Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 191: We Don’t Want a Father Like This

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Chapter 191: Chapter 191: We Don’t Want a Father Like This

Although Ye Tianling had anticipated this situation, the scene unfolding before him was far worse, far more brutal, than he had ever imagined.

Ye Tianling exhaled a bloody breath, and his gaze fell back upon Long Tianmo. His icy expression instantly softened with exceptional tenderness.

Ye Tianling walked over to Long Tianmo, gently took her arm, and helped her to her feet.

At the same time, a stream of Dragon Soul Energy flowed from his palm into Long Tianmo.

However, the moment the Energy touched Long Tianmo’s body, she repelled it. At the same time, an even more powerful stream of Dragon Soul Origin Energy emanated from her.

"Brother, I’m alright."

Long Tianmo stood up and, on instinct, once again shielded Ye Tianling with her body. Her voice was incredibly soft as she spoke.

"You two siblings seem to get along so well."

Long Fengyang’s tone was indifferent.

His words were filled with obvious mockery.

It was like the calm before the storm.

"What? Are you jealous?"

Ye Tianling sneered.

"Hmph. You truly are an ill-mannered piece of trash, a defective product from a failed Fusion. This is the extent of your abilities—disrespecting your elders, with no sense of propriety."

Long Fengyang said indifferently.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, pressing down hard upon the Void.

KRA-KOOM—

A terrifying power, as if shattering the very vacuum of space, caused the air in the Void to detonate. The Energy in a ten-thousand-meter radius between Heaven and Earth was instantly drained, coalescing into a massive stone tablet that came smashing down on Ye Tianling’s head.

This was merely a casual strike from Long Fengyang, but it was one Ye Tianling was completely unable to block.

At that moment, Long Tianmo acted again.

HUMMM—

She directly unleashed the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique, manifesting an Ancient Dragon Soul to block the attack.

Energy as vast as an abyss exploded outward, causing the ground to tremble and shake violently.

Long Fengyang’s casual strike dissipated into nothing, and Long Tianmo successfully blocked the blow.

But the effort of blocking it made her face turn deathly pale. After the chaotic ripples of Energy dissipated, she lost all control and spat out another large mouthful of blood.

Watching this, Ye Tianling’s eyes nearly split with rage. He was overcome with a chilling hatred, and a mad, violent urge for destructive slaughter filled his entire being.

To see the sister he cared for most be bullied like this, and by his own father in name...

The shock was too heavy, too profound, and too cruel.

"AHH—Long Fengyang! Even a vicious tiger won’t eat its own cubs, yet you’d attack your own son and daughter! You’re unworthy of being a father!"

Ye Tianling roared in fury.

Seeing this, Long Tianmo’s face grew even paler. She immediately tried to stop Ye Tianling’s shouting, but it was too late.

"Father, brother didn’t mean it! Please, don’t be angry—"

Long Tianmo immediately moved to kowtow and apologize, but Ye Tianling grabbed her and forcefully pulled her back.

"Don’t you kowtow to a father like him! He’s not worthy!"

Ye Tianling’s voice grew even colder.

Long Fengyang ignored all of this completely.

He sneered and said, "A tiger? What is a tiger? To us of the Cyan Dragon clan, they are nothing more than lowly insects. How could they possibly compare to our great Dragon Race? As for viciousness... a man must be ruthless to be great. If a daughter is disobedient and betrays her father, killing her is of no consequence.

A daughter who doesn’t respect her father... it’s better not to have one at all. She would deserve to be killed!"

Long Fengyang’s words were so cold that even Long Tianmo was stunned.

"Father, you’re not like this! Right... Father, you’re only doing this to protect my brother, so you’re deliberately pretending not to accept him, right? That must be it!"

’My heart is broken.’ Why had the father who once doted on her so much become like this?

"I suppose you could say that."

A cold, cruel smile appeared on Long Fengyang’s face, and a strange, blood-red glow flickered in his eyes.

Hearing this, Long Tianmo took him at his word and finally felt a glimmer of joy.

But her joyful expression didn’t last long before her beautiful eyes suddenly widened in horror.

"Brother, look out—"

Long Tianmo shrieked, her body moving like a flash of lightning as she suddenly erupted with terrifying Dragon Soul Power.

HUMMM—

It was as if the Void itself had been displaced.

Long Fengyang had suddenly revealed a world-destroying killing intent.

It was an incomparably terrifying blow, one that could obliterate a Sword Ancestor of a lower Realm.

It was a bloody ray of slaughter.

The bloody ray warped the Void, refracting its path to shoot viciously toward Ye Tianling from the side.

An overwhelming sense of crisis washed over Ye Tianling as the pressure of imminent death reached its absolute peak.

The Little Dragon Girl issued a direct warning from within his brow. The piercing, mechanical alert made Ye Tianling feel as if he’d been plunged into an icy abyss.

It was the feeling of absolute, lethal slaughter.

...

BOOM—

The Void seemed to buckle as the bloody light exploded.

The sense of crisis disappeared.

Long Tianmo’s body shuddered. Her Battle Armor cracked and fell apart, her flesh nearly torn to shreds as copious amounts of blood gushed out.

PTHOO—

Caught in the aftershock, Ye Tianling was also grievously wounded.

Even the defense from Long Tianyu’s Ice Spirit Armor, which he had activated, was utterly useless.

The Spirit Armor shattered instantly. Ye Tianling was sent flying back nearly ten thousand meters, blood streaming from his body in a wretched spectacle.

THUD—

Long Tianmo was on the verge of death, her vital signs plummeting to rock bottom.

"Father, please, let my brother go... He’s not as bad as you think. He... He’s your son, after all. Can you truly not acknowledge him?"

Long Tianmo trembled all over, her flesh bursting open piece by piece until she was completely covered in blood, yet she continued to plead with bitter stubbornness.

She was drenched in her own blood, the bright crimson as jarring and shocking to the eye as plum blossoms scattered on fresh snow.

The bloody light in Long Fengyang’s eyes gradually faded somewhat. His aura became strange, bizarre even.

After a long moment, his gaze cleared slightly. Seeing Long Tianmo’s condition, he suddenly acted, unleashing a powerful stream of the Power of Elemental Magnetic that enveloped her.

"Son? Right... he... he is my son... But he is my disgrace! I will never acknowledge this son!"

Long Fengyang stabilized Long Tianmo’s worsening injuries, and in that instant, he seemed to age several decades.

"Father... have your injuries worsened again? Do you no longer know who you are?"

Tears streamed down Long Tianmo’s face. Now that his Healing had stabilized her near-fatal injuries, she no longer hated Long Fengyang.

She knew that ever since her father, Long Fengyang, had been affected by the berserk, blood-colored Energy of the Hidden Dragon Shackles, he had become completely cold and merciless.

In reality, her father had once been a good man, one who possessed the truest and most sincere Emotions.

"Who am I..."

Long Fengyang looked lost for a long time. Then, his gaze gradually grew sharp and cold again. Though a blood-red light still flickered in his eyes, it was not nearly as obvious as before.

The rage threatening to consume Ye Tianling’s heart gradually subsided.

He watched the scene unfold, his heart and his Soul turning exceptionally cold.

He would remember what happened here today.

"Tianmo, he doesn’t deserve to be our father! A father like that... let’s just be done with him!"

Though he too was bleeding and severely injured, Ye Tianling walked forward step by step, his voice incomparably resolute.

Long Fengyang’s gaze remained sharp and cold, landing on Ye Tianling without a trace of emotion.

"Are you trying to sow discord between my daughter and me? Do you think that just because Tianmo risked her life to save you, you can influence her Emotions?"

Long Fengyang’s face was like ice, his voice chilling.

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