The scene before Lin Ye made his heart nearly stop. He watched as Wang Bo's body was crushed into dust by the golden palm print, that familiar face disappearing in an instant. The bloody and mangled sight was burned into his mind, as though it had been carved into the depths of his soul, something that could never be erased.
1. Witnessing the Tragedy
Lin Ye’s eyes slowly filled with blood, the fury and hatred in them stronger than ever before. Wang Bo had sacrificed everything to save him, and in the end, he died tragically at the hands of the golden-robed elder. This sacrifice filled Lin Ye with an indescribable pain and guilt. Whether it was the debt he owed Wang Bo or the cruel reality before him, he could no longer tolerate it.
The anger that had built up inside him surged even more intensely. The pain and helplessness consumed his reason like a venomous snake. Every second, he could feel Wang Bo’s life fading before his eyes, and that irreversible sorrow stabbed at his heart like a blade.
“Wang Bo... you can’t die...” Lin Ye murmured in a low voice, his tears finally falling. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, blood dripping through his fingers, mixing with his raging emotions.
2. Power Unleashed
As the grief exploded, Lin Ye’s demon energy followed suit, growing uncontrollable. The energy, once calm, was now driven wild by his intense emotions, and the berserk power spread like a flood. His body began to change dramatically, his dragon scales glowing with a blood-red light, and his eyes became bloodshot, burning with infinite rage.
His massive dragon wings suddenly flapped, creating a powerful storm that twisted the space around him. The air temperature rose sharply, and the surrounding air crackled under the pressure. Lin Ye’s body expanded into a full dragon form, and the aura he emitted forced the surrounding black-robed disciples to retreat in fear, even the golden-robed elder showing signs of wariness.
“You...” The golden-robed elder’s voice was filled with uncertainty. “This power… what is this…”
Lin Ye ignored the elder’s questions. His eyes locked onto the one who had personally killed Wang Bo, his face void of mercy, filled only with profound hatred.
3. Vow for Revenge
“Wait for me…” Lin Ye’s voice was low and full of threat, like a roar from the depths of hell. Tears mixed with his anger as he felt an uncontrollable force bursting from his body, almost consuming him.
“I swear, I will kill you with my own hands, golden-robed elder!” Lin Ye silently vowed in his heart, his voice cold like the death sentence, sending chills down anyone’s spine. “I will make Tian Yuan Sect pay for everything they’ve done. I will avenge Wang Bo!”
A wave of immense demon power surged from Lin Ye, filling the entire underground space. The surrounding stone walls trembled violently, even starting to crack. Lin Ye’s form nearly merged with the light, resembling a vengeful deity, swearing to slaughter all those who stood in the way of his revenge.
4. Conclusion
The out-of-control demon energy nearly caused Lin Ye to lose all reason. He no longer cared about the golden-robed elder’s threats, nor did he care about whether he would survive or leave this place. His eyes were filled with frenzied hatred and determination.
The golden-robed elder’s expression changed slightly. He had realized that Lin Ye was far stronger than he had anticipated. The eruption of this power, like a violent storm, was almost impossible to resist.
Lin Ye was no longer the confused boy standing before the altar. He had transformed into a dragon born for revenge. His rampage was a response to all the injustices he had endured and the beginning of his path to avenge Wang Bo’s death.
“This battle… will decide everything,” Lin Ye took a deep breath, his resolve growing stronger. He was no longer an ordinary person fighting for survival; he had become a fierce dragon fighting for revenge.
The golden-robed elder’s threats and the pain Lin Ye had suffered were no longer enough to stop his advance. The flames of revenge burned fiercely in his heart, and he would meet the coming battle with an unstoppable fury!
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