From the pit, Duan Yun sprang up and landed at the edge of the hole.

Inside the pit, there was a splash of bright red blood. The body of the Second Pavilion Master looked like it had been cut in half, with only two long legs left standing there; the upper half of the body was no longer visible.

The outcome of victory and defeat has been decided.

Not only was it a matter of victory and defeat, but also of life and death!

The remaining Fairies of the Frost Blood Pavilion knew the great situation had collapsed; with the Second Pavilion Master dead and the Great Pavilion Master not returned, there was no one left in the pavilion to stop this Evil Demon!

So they each used their movement techniques to escape.

After all, their opponent fought fiercely with the Second Pavilion Master and should be tired.

The Second Pavilion Master bought them precious time to flee!

Unfortunately, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out—"Where the hell do you think you're running to!".

"Strange Boxing · Deliberate Strike!"

Duan Yun leapt up as if he didn't need to breathe, arriving behind the two Fairies.

As soon as they tried to fly away, they were pulled back by a forceful Fist Power.

They turned back in terror, seeing the handsome face of Duan Yun, and shouted, "No, don't!"

The word "no" was only half out of their mouths before they were struck by the violent Fist Power, their bones and flesh shattering, flying away like broken sacks.

When they landed, they had only one breath left.

Yet Duan Yun seized them while hot, forming a terrifying tidal shock wave again, and hurled them at their sect mates!

With a smash!

The two finally stopped breathing, and with them, four more sect mates who were hit followed suit.

To all onlookers, Duan Yun seemed to have smoke emerging from his head, his body as fast as lightning, raising and lowering his fists, each blow taking out a little Fairy, without blinking an eye.

Because of the immense force, the fabric on his back was torn, revealing incredibly sturdy muscles.

Originally, there were still dozens of Fairies left, but before long, they were all killed!

This is the efficiency of the Young Hero Boxer!

The cowards knelt on the ground, watching Fairies die one by one in front of them.

Some still had smoke rising from their bodies, with exposed skin bearing the same red willow marks as theirs, marking their connection with the Fairies.

The Fairies were dead, and the celestial fate dissipated!

One coward stood up and shouted at Duan Yun, "Evil Demon, you have no love! You killed the Fairies, killed our love!"

"We just wanted to spread the celestial fate, but because you didn't have any, you were jealous of us, so you killed them. Evil Demon, you're utterly vile!"

Duan Yun picked up the corpse of a Frost Blood Pavilion Fairy, disdainfully saying, "This is a damn infectious disease, and those who spread it indiscriminately are truly disgusting and deserve death!"

"You! You slander! This is clearly celestial fate!"

Duan Yun looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Oh, is that so?"

"Then watch closely how your celestial fate is completely obliterated!"

He tossed the body up and smashed it with a punch.

Then the Fairy's body was blasted into the air, exploding like fireworks.

Not even a whole body was left!

The coward immediately fell to his knees, begging for mercy, "No! No!"

But the more he shouted, the more Duan Yun hit, casually tossing another body up.

"Wrong! I was wrong!"

"I beg you, don't!"

The group of cowards watched as the Fairy bodies were all shattered, heartbroken and breathless, all kneeling with bleeding tears, begging for mercy!

But Doctor Duan was speechless, solely focused on eradicating the source of the disease!

So in no time, the dead Fairies were blasted into fireworks.

Their blood and flesh rained down, and now the group of cowards completely collapsed!

Many couldn't accept the reality, either dying of heart attacks on the spot from heartbreak or gouging out their own eyes because they couldn't bear to see, while those afraid of pain were hanging themselves.

Seeing the cowards either self-harming or committing suicide, Duan Yun not only didn't feel soft-hearted but actually felt a sense of satisfaction.

He snapped his fingers, and Little Yin immediately responded, asking, "What should we do next?"

"The people are dead, but the pavilion still stands. Loot all the wealth, and then burn it down. Cult centers like this evil sect shouldn't exist at all."

The cowards didn't expect Duan Yun to go so far; killing the people, destroying the bodies wasn't enough, he even wanted to destroy the Immortal Realm that the Fairies breathed in, making it even more unacceptable, leading to more suicides and self-harm!

The melon seller, Sun Lei, watched all this, eyes red, pulled out a watermelon knife, and slashed it across his neck.

His last words before suicide were—"Fairies, I'll sell watermelons for you in the next life!".

For a moment, Frost Blood Pavilion was full of lamenting cowards.

Duan Yun and Little Yin ignored these abnormal people, instinctively starting to clean up the battlefield.

It must be said, this Frost Blood Pavilion's cultivation technique might indeed have something to do with watermelons, as there were quite a few watermelon elements inside and out, like the copper wind chimes shaped like watermelons, and the bowls used for eating shaped like half watermelons.

In this place, which resembled a sect ancestral hall, there was even a tribute to a "Watermelon Man."

Indeed, a Watermelon Man, with a head that's a watermelon and a body made of two watermelons.

These watermelons stacked together formed a human shape, with three thick incense sticks inserted in the top.

This "Watermelon Man" wasn't a living thing, nor did it have features like eyes, yet it exuded a sinister and cunning aura.

In this dark shrine, this Watermelon Man, worshipped like a Divine Spirit and left here who knows how long or by some means, showed no signs of being weathered or rotten.

Truly unconventional, such a thing being worshipped here.

This couldn't possibly be the ancestor of Frost Blood Pavilion, could it?

Duan Yun saw it, deciding to take it down for examination.

With a twist of his hand, the watermelon head of the Watermelon Man was twisted off.

As soon as the head was twisted off, a clanging sound was heard, and a crack appeared on the wall.

Wow, did this actually open a secret chamber switch?

It can be said that those who enjoy researching have quite a bit of luck, as Duan Yun opened what was a rather hard-to-detect secret chamber.

Behind the crack was a passageway, looking deep and long, with red cloth draped above.

Duan Yun walked inside, momentarily feeling he was walking through a spooky tomb passage.

Honestly, with this atmosphere, even if there was a coffin at the end of the passage, he wouldn't be surprised.

At the end of the passage was a thick stone door.

The stone door had a large keyhole, and just by looking at it, it seems like it needs four keys to open.

In the Martial World, there are many sects, but also many thieves, especially those coveting the Divine Skills, treasures, and even the Sect Leader's wife of both large and small sects, so secret chambers requiring several keys to open are not uncommon.

Fortunately, as a professional Martial World Young Hero and gynecologist, Duan Yun being an expert lock-picker is quite reasonable.

He stretched out his right fist and smashed it forward!

With a boom, the keyhole along with the thick stone door was blasted through, swiftly completing the lock-picking.

Almost simultaneously, the stone door suddenly shot out numerous poison arrows, followed by a surge of flames.

In the eyes of Little Yin behind him, it appeared as if Old Demon Duan was pierced by a thousand arrows and then roasted.

Yet moments later, Duan Yun still stood there, about to push the door open, and her expression returned to normal.

She wondered, really, how could Old Demon Duan be at a disadvantage with such mechanisms?

Duan Yun pushed the door, the Breaking Body Sword Energy lingering around him gradually dissipated.

Inside the door was a very spacious secret chamber, or rather a hall.

Upon entering, as the lamps inside were lit up, the first thing that caught the eye was a large mural.

This red-bottom mural was much like the colorful paintings in temples.

Duan Yun moved the lamp to take a look and found the mural to be an artifact.

Though not an archaeologist, he could still understand this mural.

The mural depicted a woman dreaming of an Immortal from the Heavenly Court.

She was particularly fond of that Immortal and wanted to pursue him but could not.

There's a saying that a persistent woman can scare any man, and this woman created eighteen poses to entwine that Immortal in her dream.

The mural was vividly painted, showcasing these eighteen poses skillfully and beautifully, almost like watching a show.

However, Duan Yun didn't have any feeling of watching a show.

Not because the woman in the painting wasn't beautiful, but because of the Immortal.

The Immortal had handsome features, and Duan Yun even felt he looked a bit like Qiao Enjun, but how come his figure was like a watermelon.

A watermelon-like figure with handsome features truly gave a bizarre feeling, akin to some alien creature.

Duan Yun suddenly realized and pondered, "Could it be that the Watermelon Man worshipped outside is the Immortal in the dream?"

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