He finally successfully arrived at the gate of the Zihe Palace and Dao Palaces that he was very familiar with and had seen countless times since he was a child.

The familiar gray-white square gate has now been torn into pieces and scattered on the ground.

The entrance was wide open and looking in, you could see traces of blood everywhere, broken walls and desolation everywhere.

Ku Chan bit his lip, trembling all over after seeing this scene.

He paused, then sped forward and stepped into the doorway.

"father"

"mother"

"Yinger.?"

His steps became faster and faster, more and more urgent.

Crossing the damaged covered bridge, crossing the collapsed Taoist palace, and walking through the small lake full of broken floating objects.

Finally, he finally came to the last place of resistance in Zihe Palace - Niujiao Dao Palace.

This special Taoist palace, which looks like a bull's head, was already dead silent at this time. There were piles of corpses lying on the floor.

Kuchan's whole body was shaking more and more violently.

He endured the huge pain in his heart and moved forward step by step.

The first one he saw was his father, Taoist Yuqin.

Yuqin was cut off from the waist, holding a sword with both hands on his upper body, eyes wide open, and fell to the ground.

Blood mixed with internal organs flowed from his waist to the ground, and it was already cold.

Kuchan's body shook and his eyes blurred. Although he had some expectations before coming, at this moment, he really saw this scene.

He opened his mouth, and huge sorrow poured in like sea water, completely filling his chest at this time, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently closed his father's wide eyes.

Then stood up and continued moving forward.

Then he saw his mother.

Her body was trampled into a puddle of minced meat, and the only remaining head was full of anger. It rolled to the side, eyes wide open, as if roaring something.

He also went up and closed his eyes.

At this time, his tears had wet his face and dripped on the hem of his tattered robe.

The body also began to tremble slightly.

Then there is Yinger.

Ying'er knelt down on the ground. The body was still intact, but there was a huge blood hole the size of a human head in the middle of the torso.

Ku Chan slowly walked to the corpse.

He lowered his head, the blade of the sword hung low, and the weak tip of the sword plunged into the ground. He stretched out his hand again to touch

"Wait, no! This is not Ying'er! This is Ziyun Substitution Technique!"

Suddenly his expression changed and he pushed the body gently.

Immediately, Ying'er's body suddenly shattered into pieces, like porcelain, and turned into ashes scattered all over the ground.
Chapter completed!