Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 186 Thrown into a Mass Grave

"Hmph, you think you can threaten me with your pretense?"

Yuan Tiangang took a few steps forward, looking down at Yun Ming. The powerful aura emanating from him made Yun Ming almost unable to breathe.

"Threaten you? I don't have that kind of guts."

Yunming struggled to sit up and leaned against the wall. "However, there are some things you might be interested in."

Yuan Tiangang frowned slightly, a barely perceptible hint of wariness flashing in his eyes: "Speak your mind, don't waste my time."

Yunming took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain in his body: "Qiao'er... Qiao'er's ashes are in my hands."

Yuan Tiangang's body jolted violently. Although the mask concealed his expression, his clenched fists revealed that he was far from calm.

"What did you say? Qiao'er's ashes? She's not..."

"What wasn't she? You killed her?"

Yunming sneered, "You think that if you throw her into a mass grave, no one will be able to find her remains? Let me tell you, Yuan Tiangang, although I, Yunming, am not a good person, my feelings for Qiao'er are genuine."

I collected her ashes and have kept them with me ever since.

Yuan Tiangang's voice carried a hint of anger and anxiety.

"What do I want to do? I just want you to know that you also have people you care about, and that you also have weaknesses."

As Yunming spoke, he took out a delicate little box from his pocket. "This is Qiao'er's ashes. With just a gentle squeeze, she will completely disappear from this world."

Yuan Tiangang took a step forward, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light: "Yunming, you'd better not test my patience."

"Hand over Qiao'er's ashes, and I might let you die a quicker death."

"Make it quick? Hahahaha..."

Yunming burst into maniacal laughter, his laughter filled with despair and sorrow. "Yuan Tiangang, do you think I'm afraid of death? My whole life has been lived in your shadow, manipulated by you."

Now that I'm about to die, why can't I take you down to hell with me?

"You think you can threaten me like this?"

Yuan Tiangang's voice grew colder and colder, "You're too naive."

Qiao'er is just an insignificant woman; what harm is there in sacrificing her for the greater cause?

"You...you cold-blooded monster!"

Yunming trembled with anger, “You don’t understand what love or feelings are at all.”

You thought that great achievements were everything, but you didn't realize that what you lost was the most precious thing.

"shut up!"

Yuan Tiangang suddenly roared, his powerful aura pressing down on Yun Ming like a tidal wave, "You are nothing but a loser, what right do you have to point fingers at me here?"

Yunming was almost suffocated by this imposing aura, but he still forced himself to say, "Loser? Maybe."

But at least my love for Qiao'er was genuine, while you, for your grand ambitions, resorted to any means necessary, even sacrificing the woman you loved. You are the true loser.

Yuan Tiangang was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Since you know that I can disregard everything for the sake of the great cause, you should understand that the ashes of Qiao'er in your hands cannot threaten me at all."

"is it?"

Yunming's lips curled into a strange smile. "What if I tell you Li Xingyun's whereabouts as well?"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes instantly sharpened: "Do you know where Li Xingyun is?"

"Yes, I know."

Yun Ming looked at Yuan Tiangang triumphantly, "You've been looking for him for so many years, but you haven't found him. You didn't expect that I, a dying man, would know his whereabouts."

"where is he?"

Yuan Tiangang's voice revealed a hint of urgency.

"Want to know?"

Yunming toyed with the urn in his hand. "Then you have to agree to one condition first."

Do you think you still have the right to negotiate with me?

Yuan Tiangang looked coldly at Yun Ming.

"Of course I'm qualified."

Yunming met Yuan Tiangang's gaze without fear. "You should know that I am now prepared to die. If you do not agree to my conditions, I will not let you off easy, even if I die."

I will take Li Xingyun's whereabouts to my coffin, so you will never find him.

Yuan Tiangang remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Alright, I agree."

"If you tell me Li Xingyun's whereabouts, I can grant you one request."

"very good."

Yunming nodded in satisfaction. "My condition is simple: I want you to spare everyone connected to me, including my family, friends, and those who once followed me."

"That's all the terms?"

Yuan Tiangang was somewhat surprised.

"What? You think this condition is difficult?"

Yunming countered, "For you, it's just a matter of a word."

"Okay, I promise you."

Yuan Tiangang said without hesitation, "Now, you can speak."

Yunming took a deep breath and slowly said, "Li Xingyun... he is..."

Suddenly, he coughed violently, and blood gushed from his mouth, splattering on the ground.

"what happened to you?"

Yuan Tiangang stepped forward, a hint of anxiety on his face.

"I...I can't..."

Yunming's eyes gradually dimmed. "Yuan Tiangang... remember... what you promised me..."

Before he could finish speaking, his hand loosened, and the urn fell to the ground.

Yuan Tiangang hurriedly reached out to take it, but he was still a step too late.

The urn shattered on the ground, and the ashes inside scattered in the wind.

"No!"

Yuan Tiangang let out a painful roar, staring blankly at the ashes on the ground, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Yuan Tiangang...you've lost..."

With his last ounce of strength, Yunming uttered those words, then slowly closed his eyes, a relieved smile on his face.

Yuan Tiangang stood there, motionless for a long time.

He stared at Yunming's corpse, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

He didn't know whether he should be happy to learn of Li Xingyun's whereabouts or saddened by the dissipation of Qiao'er's ashes.

After a long while, Yuan Tiangang slowly turned around and walked out of the secret room.

The snow was still falling outside, and his figure gradually disappeared into the vast snowy night, leaving only a lonely and desolate silhouette.

In this world of intrigue and strife, the story continues. What fate awaits Li Xingyun and Yuan Tiangang? No one knows the answer; only the endless wind and snow bear witness to all that is happening…

Outside the secret room, a figure stood silently in the shadows, witnessing everything.

His eyes flashed with a complex light, a mixture of regret for Yunming's death and fear of Yuan Tiangang.

Once this news gets out, it will surely stir up an even bigger storm in the martial arts world.

"It seems it's time to do something."

The figure muttered to itself, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Meanwhile, in a remote village, Li Xingyun was sitting around a campfire with several friends, laughing and chatting happily.

He had no idea that his fate was about to be drawn into a huge vortex once again, and at the center of this vortex was none other than Yuan Tiangang, who had been searching for him all along... Days passed, and Yuan Tiangang, as agreed, released everyone related to Yunming.

But his obsession with Li Xingyun grew stronger.

He began searching everywhere for Li Xingyun's whereabouts, leaving no clue unchecked.

During his search, Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but recall the moments he shared with Qiao'er.

That gentle and kind woman was once a ray of sunshine in his heart.

However, for the sake of his grand ambition, he personally pushed this warmth into the abyss.

Now that Qiao'er's ashes have been scattered, the guilt and remorse in his heart surge like a tide.

"Qiao'er, if there is an afterlife, I will never let you down."

Yuan Tiangang said silently to himself.

Meanwhile, Li Xingyun lived a peaceful life in a small village.

He thought he had escaped the conflicts of the martial world, but little did he know that danger was approaching step by step.

One day, Li Xingyun was taking a walk in the village as usual when he suddenly sensed a familiar yet powerful aura.

He was startled and quickly turned around, only to see Yuan Tiangang standing right behind him.

"Li Xingyun, it's been a long time."

Yuan Tiangang's voice remained icy.

Li Xingyun's expression changed: "Yuan Tiangang, how did you find this place?"

"I went to great lengths to find you."

Yuan Tiangang said slowly, "Come back with me, Li Xingyun. You bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the Tang Dynasty."

"I don't want to get involved in those conflicts anymore."

Li Xingyun shook his head, "I just want to live an ordinary life."

"An ordinary life?"

Yuan Tiangang sneered, "Do you think you can escape? You are of the bloodline of the Li Tang royal family, and that is a fact you can never change."

"I don't care about royal bloodline or the revival of the Tang Dynasty."

Li Xingyun stated firmly, "I just want to be myself and live for myself."

"you are too naive."

Yuan Tiangang took a step forward. "This world will not change because of your escape."

The Tang Dynasty needs you, the people of the world need you.

"I am not a savior."

Li Xingyun said, "I have neither the ability nor the inclination to concern myself with world affairs."

"You have."

Yuan Tiangang stared into Li Xingyun's eyes. "You are someone I trained, and I believe in your abilities."

"Your training?"

Li Xingyun smiled bitterly, "You've only ever used me as a tool, a tool to achieve your grand ambitions."

"What's wrong with making some sacrifices for the revival of the Tang Dynasty?"

Yuan Tiangang said, “Look at this world, the people are suffering and war is raging.”

Only you can end all of this.

"I can not do it."

Li Xingyun said, "I don't want to be a pawn in your game."

"It's not up to you."

Yuan Tiangang exuded a powerful aura, "Come with me, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Li Xingyun clenched his fists; a major battle between him and Yuan Tiangang seemed inevitable...

"Yunming, what trick are you playing?"

Yuan Tiangang's voice was deep and powerful, carrying boundless authority, and echoed in the open space.

He was dressed in a black robe, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, and he exuded a chilling aura.

Yun Ming remained calm, a confident smile playing on his lips: "Yuan Tiangang, don't be impatient, just keep watching and you'll see."

He was dressed in white, with a tall and straight posture and eyes that gleamed with wisdom. He showed no fear in the face of Yuan Tiangang's questioning.

Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly: "Hmph, I'd like to see what other tricks you can pull."

He crossed his arms, his face full of disdain. In his mind, Yunming was nothing more than an ignorant and arrogant brat.

Just then, a cold wind howled past, and dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, making the atmosphere unusually oppressive.

Everyone looked around warily, and saw a group of people slowly walking towards them from a distance.

Leading the group was the Great Shaman of the Northern Desert, Dokoho. He was tall and robust, wearing a ferocious mask that revealed only a pair of cold eyes, sending chills down one's spine.

Beside him was Ao Gu, dressed in a purple robe, her eyes revealing cunning and ruthlessness.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet so many interesting people here."

Dokoho's loud laughter broke the tense atmosphere.

Yuan Tiangang frowned and looked at Duo Kuohuo: "What are you doing here, you northern desert demon?"

Dokoho ignored Yuan Tiangang's questioning, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Yun Ming: "You're Yun Ming? Interesting."

Yun Ming frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart: "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

Dokoho sneered: "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I hold the secret that you all want to know."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and his men carried out several stretchers. Lying on them were Li Xingyun and the four Corpse Ancestors, their breaths weak, clearly indicating that they were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Yunming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He never expected that the situation would suddenly take such a dramatic turn.

Yuan Tiangang was also shocked, but quickly regained his composure: "What did you do?"

Dokoho laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha, life or death is entirely up to me."

If you obey me obediently, I might spare your lives.

Yunming clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger. A glint of greed flashed in Duokuohuo's eyes: "I want the treasure map you have. If you hand it over, I will release you."

Yuan Tiangang looked at Yun Ming, his eyes revealing a questioning tone.

Yunming knew in his heart that this treasure map was of great importance and must not fall into the hands of Duokuohuo, but at this moment, the lives of Li Xingyun and the four Corpse Ancestors were in imminent danger, and he was caught in a dilemma.

"Yunming, you must not agree to his request."

Yuan Tiangang said in a low voice, "If this map falls into his hands, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yunming gritted his teeth: "But, Li Xingyun..."

Yuan Tiangang's expression was firm: "We cannot sacrifice the interests of more people because of this. This treasure map concerns the lives of all people and must not be lost."

Seeing his hesitation, Dokoho said impatiently, "Well? Have you thought it over? If you don't give it to me now, you'll lose your life."

Yunming took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Duokuohu with a firm gaze: "You think this can threaten us? You're wrong."

Dokoho's expression changed: "You... what do you want to do?"

Yunming sneered: "You think you can really control everything? You underestimate us."

As he spoke, he suddenly formed a hand seal, and a powerful force surged from his body.

Seeing this, Duokuohuo quickly ordered his men to protect Li Xingyun and the others behind him: "Don't do anything rash."

Yunming ignored him and continued to cast spells.

(End of this chapter)