Chapter 108: Vengeance Fulfilled — The 30,000-Year Soul Ring
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
"Ice Thorn Dragon Prison!"
Before Tie Li could react, an overwhelming wave of icy energy burst from Ye Chen's body.
When his gaze fell upon the soul rings glowing beneath Ye Chen's feet, his entire heart sank—terror instantly replaced the arrogance on his face.
"T-Ten-thousand-year rings…? Who the hell are you?!" Tie Li's voice trembled in disbelief.
As a Soul Emperor, even he didn't possess a single ten-thousand-year soul ring—his strongest was barely six thousand years old.
And yet before him stood this youth, not even twenty, a mere Soul King… with two ten-thousand-year soul rings! How could anyone live after seeing that?!
But Ye Chen paid him no mind.
Within seconds, the temperature within a radius of hundreds of meters dropped to extreme levels. With a mere thought—
A piercing sound split the silence.
An enormous spike of ice erupted from the ground, impaling one of the Iron-Blood Sect elders straight through from behind.
From bottom to top—completely torn apart.
"Ahhhh—!"
The Soul King elder managed just one scream before he collapsed lifeless.
"Run!!"
The remaining elder and the crowd of approaching disciples turned pale, panic crawling up their spines as they tried to flee.
But then—
Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!
One after another, ice spikes shot from the ground, moving faster than the eye could see, skewering each target precisely through the body.
Even Tie Li and the Soul King standing beside him were not spared.
"Iron Bear Strength!"
Tie Li's body hair bristled as death closed in. In a desperate bid, he activated his strongest defensive soul skill, boosting his physical fortitude to the limit.
He stomped the ground and leaped upward, trying to evade the spikes.
But before he could even land—
A sharp spike, ten meters long and twenty centimeters thick, exploded upward.
Puchi!
Even though Tie Li had reached five meters off the ground, the spike still pierced him clean through.
His vaunted "Iron Bear" defense protected his arms—but not his rear. The ice tore through him effortlessly.
"Im… impossible…"
The icy power froze his entire body solid; he couldn't even move. His dantian shattered, dispersing his soul power completely.
The agony and the frost invaded his nerves until he wished for death.
From the moment Ye Chen attacked to the moment it ended, less than three seconds had passed.
The Iron-Blood Sect's master, elders, and disciples—were wiped out in an instant.
Even Tang Ya, witnessing this devastation, instinctively clenched her body.
But deep down, she felt immense satisfaction. Justice had finally been served.
"Xiao Ya-jie, Tie Li and Tie Tang are yours. You have ten minutes," Ye Chen said calmly.
"Alright."
Tears filled Tang Ya's eyes as gratitude and fury swirled within her heart.
Ye Chen said nothing more. He vanished from sight and reappeared at the sect's entrance.
Moments later, blood-curdling screams echoed from within.
...
The Iron-Blood Sect's compound lay far from Heaven Dou City's royal district. Ye Chen had already confirmed with the Heaven and Earth Infinite Eye that even if the city guard noticed, they'd take time to arrive.
Most of the city's guards were weak—hardly capable of leaping rooftops like elite soul masters.
And since the Iron-Blood Sect was merely a third-rate power, the city wouldn't send high-level reinforcements—certainly not a Titled Douluo.
At best, maybe a single Soul Emperor, or likely no one at all.
In short, no immediate threat.
The screams from the Iron-Blood Sect soon grew quieter.
The Tang Sect once rose to fame through hidden weapons. Torture techniques were second nature to them. Tang Ya's Dragon Beard Needles alone could keep Tie Li and Tie Tang alive in agony.
A few minutes later—
Puchi, puchi, puchi…
The cries abruptly stopped.
Ye Chen even heard a few mechanical clicks—most likely the sound of Tang Ya firing the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, turning the father and son into spiked targets.
Even if using Tang Sect's signature weapons would reveal their identity, Ye Chen didn't care.
This was vengeance, not a secret mission.
The Iron-Blood Sect was gone. No one would avenge them—just as no one had avenged the Tang Sect all those years ago.
Still, this was the Tang Sect's ancestral ground. To keep Heaven Dou City from reclaiming it, Ye Chen used a bit of blood and wrote across the walls:
[Tang Sect Territory – Trespassers Will Be Killed]
It was a symbolic claim. If anyone dared occupy it later, he'd have justification to come back—and a perfect excuse to start another fight.
Of course, excuses aside, Ye Chen knew what mattered most now: becoming stronger.
...
The massive gates creaked open.
Tang Ya staggered out, her body trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Father… Mother… can you see? Xiao Ya has avenged you…"
She looked to the sky, her tearful eyes shimmering as if she could see their smiling faces watching from above.
"Xiao Ya-jie. It's all over now."
Ye Chen walked up and pulled her gently into his arms.
In the blink of an eye, he teleported them back to their inn.
...
Minutes later, news of the Iron-Blood Sect's destruction spread across half of Heaven Dou City.
City guards began patrolling major streets, but their search was perfunctory—merely a show to appease the nobles.
Anyone who knew the history understood: this was Tang Sect's revenge.
Back when Iron-Blood Sect eradicated Tang Sect, it had caused a stir.
Now that Tang Sect had returned the favor, no one saw it as unjust—and no innocent lives were implicated.
Ye Chen and Tang Ya remained safe at their inn, undisturbed.
...
Inside their room.
Exhausted from emotion, Tang Ya quickly fell asleep.
Ye Chen, meanwhile, opened his daily sign-in.
[Ding~ Sign-in successful. Reward: 30,000-Year Soul Ring ×1]
"A thirty-thousand-year soul ring, huh? Not bad at all~" Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction.
He would attach it to his Silver Needle martial soul.
Currently, it had only a single hundred-year ring—fine for weaklings, but useless in higher battles.
He had planned to accompany Tang Ya to the Star Dou Forest after she reached level 40 to hunt a ten-thousand-year ring. But now, with this gift from the system, it was unnecessary.
Without hesitation, Ye Chen retrieved the reward and merged the thirty-thousand-year soul ring into his first martial soul—Silver Needle.
(END CHAPTER)
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