Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

Chapter 591: Ch-590: Caught in 4k (R-18)

Wang Ming pointed his sword at Tian Yang, who looked at the phantom in disbelief.

The dragon’s head rushed toward Tian Yang, opened its jaws, and bit him with pure sword intent.

"Ahhhhhh!" Tian Yang screamed hoarsely as his arm was bitten off cleanly.

Gnaw!

The dragon then slowly bit through the rest of his limbs and body. Tian Yang’s face turned bloodshot, writhing in pain—not due to the physical damage, but because the potent sword intent was destroying his body from within.

After a few minutes, Tian Yang’s body burst from within as flying sword slashes of blue light tore him apart from the inside.

There was pin-drop silence, and many of them cast fearful glances at Tian Chenyu after seeing how viciously he had killed Tian Yang.

"Damn, what is this prickling sensation?"

"Such high sword intent!"

"Damn, he is vicious—that dragon phantom completely devoured him!"

"Can someone tell me what that dragon was? I felt it was made up of pure sword intent."

"That’s a weapon phantom, which condenses when someone has completely comprehended the intent phase, but this is the first time I have seen a dragon."

Some of the more experienced and older members of the Tian Clan who were sword cultivators had their eyes widened as they watched the Dragon Phantom in disbelief.

"Impossible! That looks like Sword Intent!" one sword cultivator recognized the aura surrounding the attack, and his eyes bulged when he saw the dragon phantom behind Tian Chenyu.

A Sword Phantom is the highest form of sword comprehension; it only appears when the user has complete control and mastery over sword intent. In other words, complete mastery. Only one in a few thousand can create a weapon phantom, and they have different ranks and appearances, most often taking the form of animals.

"How could it possibly be a Dragon Phantom?! He’s so young! I have been trying to create a phantom but failed, and his is a dragon phantom—the highest-ranked weapon phantom, rivaling the Phoenix Phantom. How is this possible?"

"Heavens, I thought sword cultivators who could create such powerful phantoms had already died out."

"Yeah, the other Eternal Sword Sects are going to be green with envy toward the Immortal Sword Sect."

Tian Chenyu turned around to face the shocked lackeys of Tian Yang with a calm expression and said coldly, "Do you pieces of trash also want to fight? If you hunger for battle, I will be more than happy to indulge. This might be your only chance, because after this I am going to the sect."

Tian Chenyu casually swung his sword, and a tyrannical pressure swept through the area, sending chills down the spine of everyone present.

Gulp.

The other Eternals who had tried to gang up on him swallowed hard and shivered in fright. Even though they were angered by his words, they did not dare to fight him after remembering how brutally he had killed Tian Yang.

Tian Chenyu then turned to look at Tian Yang, who had revived on the stage without a trace of injury, and looked at him with anger and fear.

"You..." Tian Yang had bloodshot eyes as he barely restrained himself from pouncing on him.

Tian Chenyu then provoked him, "Next time you fight me, make sure to bet something precious... hmm, maybe your wife."

Hiss.

The onlookers who heard his words swallowed hard at his taunt, while some who knew about his wife’s character had smirks on their faces. Many of them watched to see if Tian Yang would attack him again—normally, no man could endure such a taunt.

Hearing Tian Chenyu say such words after everything that had happened, Tian Yang was already on the verge of collapse from sheer anger before the fight even began.

"Ahhh..." He screamed in rage, and the clan head frowned in disgust as he was about to order him to be subdued. But before he could do anything, he and the others were dumbfounded when Tian Yang fainted from anger.

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"Ugh." Tian Yang’s eyes fluttered open as he woke up with a groan. He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing that he was lying in front of the door to his own room.

"Damn, those heartless bastards. They tossed me here like trash. Couldn’t they at least put me on my own bed?" Tian Yang stood up, his body twitching as he still felt phantom pain all across his body. He clenched his fists as he remembered Tian Chenyu’s last taunt. "Bastard."

Suddenly, Tian Yang ’s expression darkened as he reached the door. The unmistakable sounds of moaning and flesh meeting flesh pierced through the silence along with his wife’s voice. His heart sank as understanding dawned.

Pah.

Pah.

"Aah, slower, brother-in-law!"

For a moment, Tian Yang froze, his mind torn between denial and rage. But the thought of Tian abandonment pushed him over the edge.

"Ahh...ahh...ahh! Ohh yes...yess...more...more...plow me more!"

Mu Bingxue’s moaning voice echoed in an erratic sounds brimming with lustful madness. Although the owner of this voice was unmistakable, he couldn’t match the image of the groaning whore with that of his beautiful loyal wife

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

*Squelch* *Squelch* *Squelch* *Squelch* *Squelch*

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

The echo of the debauchery filled the the Eternal with tremors and he quivered.

Then with anger and dread boiling over, he slammed the door open.

The sight that greeted him was beyond what he could have imagined. Mu Bingxue lay sprawled on the bed, her body flushed and glistening. Tian Chenyu loomed over her, moving his hips with unrelenting intensity. The bed creaked beneath their fervor, and his wife’s moans filled the air, oblivious to his presence.

Mu Bingxue was lying on the bed, her back against the mattress, while his half brother hovered over her. He had her breasts in his mouth, thrusting his dick into her pussy with an intensity that caused the bed to shake. His movements were unrelenting, his hips slamming into hers with audible force.