I reincarnated in a cultivation world as a omnipotent villain-Chapter 202: The End Of Battle

"Isn't this a bit too cruel?" The representative of the Immortal Forces, witnessing the scenes unfolding before them, was at a loss for how to react.

"This girl was being suppressed just moments ago, and now she's beating him so savagely?"

"Oh no, his face looks exactly like a beaten pig."

"Most likely, he'll develop a trauma towards women after today."

While they were feeling sorry for Yun Che, the heads of the Yun and Ling families, Yuewei, were staring at the battle scene in disbelief.

Yun Zhao was aware of his son's power and knew that if he used his full strength, he would be no less than the Earthly Immortals.

But what was he seeing now? His son was just being beaten up.

"What's wrong, Yun Zhao? It seems your son is still the same trash he was three years ago," Ling Yuexian crossed her sexy legs and looked at this bastard with disdain, laughing a little.

At the same time, her pride was inflated. Fortunately, this little girl of hers had preserved her dignity in front of Tian Shen and didn't let him think she had failed in educating her daughter.

She glanced at Tian Shen from the corner of her eye and, seeing his attractive face, felt a bit of wetness in her private area.

Feeling this, she wanted to slap herself. She's married, right?! Moreover, she even has two daughters!

More importantly, she's Tian Shen's aunt! How could she have such strange thoughts about her nephew?

However, because of that bastard husband of hers, she hasn't been able to relieve herself for years, and it's been building up.

She doesn't know when, but surely the day will come when she can no longer control it.

On the other hand, hearing her words, Yun Zhao's face turned ugly, and he could only snort coldly. Just a few minutes ago, he was the one laughing and mocking them, but now it was his turn to be mocked.

"How is this possible?" The person who was most shocked was naturally Ling Yuewei. She had seen a glimpse of the future and knew that her sister would lose this battle.

But why doesn't it seem that way now? On the contrary, it seems like her sister is going to win this battle.

Tian Shen glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Naturally, he knew about this girl's special talent, but in his eyes, her talent was worthless.

This time, he turned his attention to the Yun family and also glanced at Wen Rong. Wen Rong seemed indifferent as always, but he could see the hatred and intent to kill towards the Yun family deep in her eyes.

Especially the most hatred was directed towards Yun Zhao's second son, Yun Zheng.

After thinking for a while, he decided not to intervene for now and left everything to Wen Rong.

Meanwhile, another funny incident happened on the battlefield.

"Please! Please forgive me! I was wrong!" Yun Che, who had spent the past few minutes running away from Ling Ziyan, finally couldn't bear the beating, pain, and humiliation anymore and knelt down.

Although this was a great humiliation, what could he do? This woman is crazy! Literally crazy.

He could see the pleasure and joy in this woman's eyes as she beat him. This woman enjoyed beating him.

At this moment, his face was extremely ugly and obscene, looking exactly like a beaten pig. Dozens of his bones were completely shattered, and the rest were cracked.

He couldn't understand how this woman suddenly became so powerful? Just a few minutes ago, he was the one suppressing her.

'She hasn't even used the power of darkness yet, but how is she so powerful?' Yun Che wanted to cry without tears.

"Huh, finally realized you're nothing but trash?" Moliang looked down at him with full disdain. She had read this trash's memories before.

How could such trash have become one of the powerhouses of the Upper Verse? If it weren't for that treasure, this pig wouldn't even be worthy of becoming an Immortal Pig.

"Yes, yes, it was my mistake," Yun Che lowered his head further in front of Ling XZyan's sexy and half-naked feet.

The killing intent was flowing through his entire body, and he wanted to kill this Ling Ziyan in the most brutal way possible, although he hid it deeply.

When in his life had he ever faced such humiliation? Never! Although this woman had humiliated him twice, and he still hadn't been able to take revenge.

'Hmph! Sooner or later, I'll crush you under my feet, you trash whore,' he could only bow his head for now and curse in his heart.

"I really don't understand how trash like you wanted to become my fiancé. You're not even worthy of being my dog," Molian scorned and then turned her attention away from this trash.

She couldn't understand what this Ling Ziyan's sister had seen in such trash to support him so much. In her eyes, such garbage wasn't even worthy of carrying her shoes.

"With the surrender of the Young Master of the Yun family, this battle ends with the victory of the Young Lady of the Ling family," simultaneously, the protective barrier around the battlefield was lifted, and the head of the Ling family announced the result.

"Congratulations to the Young Lady."

"I congratulate the Young Lady of the Ling family," all the representatives of the Immortal Forces stood up and started applauding.

The only ones with black and ugly faces were naturally the members of the Yun family. They could even see the disdain and mockery on the faces of these lowly and despicable representatives.

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Yun Zhao's situation was the worst. This battle was of great importance to the Yun family, but not only did they lose face, they were also severely humiliated.

He was sure that after returning, his ancestors would not let him off. Thinking of this, he decided in his heart to beat this stupid and worthless son of his to death after returning home.

He didn't expect this son to still be trash. Moreover, didn't this son say that the Young Lady of the Ling family would use the power of darkness?

So where is it? Why didn't such a thing happen at all?

'Could it be that this son lied?' Thinking of such a possibility made him even angrier.گ