Yun Tianhong, who was still trembling, was stunned for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and screamed: "Wen Jing!!"
Tian Xuezhen also stared at Yun Wenjing blankly.
The young man said, father and mother... him, he had always been so bad to him, but he was still willing to die for him
Yun Yalan also fell to her knees with a thud, choking and saying, "Second Uncle... Saint, I am also willing to pay for my parents' lives, please spare their lives!"
Xi Yue looked at the young man below with his back straight and red eyes, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
She has the best students and she feels honored to be their teacher.
Even Yun Tianyi's originally cold eyes were slightly moved. He narrowed his eyes and said after a while: "You should know that if their cultivation is abolished, even if I don't deprive them of all their cultivation, they will immediately become old and may not live for a few years. Even so, are you willing to die for them?"
Yun Wenjing said without hesitation: "I do."
“Wen Jing… my son…” Yun Tianhong couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into tears, covering his face.
It was only at this moment that he truly regretted it.
Why did he plot against Xiyue? Why did he listen to Yun Feifei's instigation? Why was he so greedy and ended up losing everything he had
He suddenly came to his senses, knelt forward, and kowtowed to Yun Tianyi repeatedly, "Holy Lord, please take my life! Spare me, Wen Jing, I beg you!"
Yun Tianyi left without looking at him, but still looked at Yun Wenjing, "What if I say that as long as Yun Tianhong and Tian Xuezhen die, you will be the next head of the Yun family?"
Everyone present was startled and looked at Yun Tianyi and then at Yun Wenjing in horror.
But Yun Wenjing's expression remained unchanged as he said firmly, "I am willing to pay for my father's life!"
Yun Tianyi really laughed this time, "Okay, since you are so filial, I will help you!"
As he spoke, he stood up and walked slowly downstairs.
Yun Tianhong widened his eyes and looked at Yun Tianyi who was approaching in horror.
At this moment, he didn't know where he got the courage from, and he suddenly stood in front of Yun Wenjing and said in a hoarse voice: "Holy Lord, I beg you, if you want to kill me, just kill me!"
Yun Tianyi sneered, "You dare to plot against Xiyue and my mother, do you think I will let you go easily?"
He stretched out his hand, suspended in the air, with a faint dark purple light emanating from his palm.
The next moment, Yun Tianhong let out a painful howl.
Powerful energy flowed out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head at a speed visible to the naked eye and floated towards Yun Tianyi's palm.
This is the cruelest kind of extraction of cultivation. The pain is like having the soul torn apart, making life worse than death.
Moreover, this kind of cultivation stripping is different from the poison that Xi Yue used to seal their cultivation. The poison can be cured, but the cultivation that disappears in this way can never come back.
Soon, Yun Tianhong's appearance changed from a young middle-aged man to an infinitely old man at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Until the end, when he was very old, around eighty years old, Yun Tianyi withdrew his hand.
Then he looked at Tian Xuezhen, who screamed in fear and tried to escape.
However, Yun Tianyi would never give her such an opportunity.
After just a few breaths, Tian Xuezhen became an old woman with white hair and wrinkled face.
Yun Tianyi turned his wrist and clenched his fist, and a purple light covered his palm. (To be continued)