Three years later ..

"Your sister, your father finally left that damned place .." Under his brows, a pair of ice-cold eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything stared intently at the bottomless abyss below him. Three years ago, when he jumped off this cliff, many people thought that he was already dead. Three years later, he climbed up this bottomless abyss once again. This person was none other than the one who had been beaten up by the members of the Celestial Sect, Teng Yan.

It had been three years, and perhaps three years could change everything, but only the hatred in his heart, even though it had been buried, had never forgotten for a moment. The hatred for killing his parents, the hatred for exterminating his clan, had been constantly reminding Teng Yan for the past three years, causing him to never relax. Three years later, only Teng Yan knew the price he had to pay for the suffering he had gone through. However, his hard work had finally paid off.

According to the difference in ability between alchemists, the most basic alchemists could refine Grade One to Two Medicinal Pills, the alchemist could refine Grade Three to Four Medicinal Pills, while the advanced alchemist could refine Grade Five to Six Advanced Pills. However, even though Teng Yan was only a Grade Nine Pharmacist, because he was cultivating his soul power, he could refine Grade Five to Six Medicinal Pills. However, the success rate was slightly lower when compared to Grade Three and Grade Four Medicinal Pills.

The greatest achievement of Teng Yan was that in these three years, he had already practiced the Flame God Incantation to the Martial Dao and reached the realm of Bone Refining, the Realm of True Fire Refining, which was the equivalent of an early Battle-King in the world. In the Heavenly Dream Continent, there were many realms that warriors would never be able to reach in their entire lives, even if they had good talent, it would still take him four to six years. However, Teng Yan had only used three years. During these three years, Teng Yan had not specialised in the art of cultivation. It would not be excessive to call Teng Yan a genius in the entire Heavenly Dream Continent ...

Three years. Teng Yan thought he could bury everything in his heart, but today, three years later, when he first saw the broken house in the distance, his thoughts went back to three years ago. The night when the Teng Clan was annihilated was also the first night he came to this world.

Fresh blood spilled all over the world. Everything darkened.

One by one, his family members were slaughtered. He didn't have the slightest ability to resist. He also wanted his grandfather to use his life to protect him as he left. It was a feeling of being moved, as well as a feeling of being sad. It was also a feeling of anger .. He walked closer and closer. Memories turned over one after another. There was blood, tears, all that remained was endless hatred.

He looked at the dried blood on the ground. Teng Yan quietly squatted down. Her delicate hands gently caressed the bloodstained ground .. His heart skipped a beat. Blood was thicker than water, and the feeling of separation between life and death welled up in his heart once again. However, there was no longer any sadness or tears. There were only a pair of ice-cold eyes. Those eyes that could see through everything in the world, those pair of empty eyes that did not have a single trace of human emotion .. At this moment, Teng Yan was like a god of death from hell, emitting a terrifying aura. It was a killing intent, a killing intent that could only be formed after experiencing countless life and death situations. However, at this moment, Teng Yan, who had never even killed a chicken, appeared.

Grief is greater than death. Three years ago, Teng Yan had already determined that he was already dead. Now, this body was still in this world, and the only thing it wanted was revenge ...

"Huff .. Huff .." Even the heavens seemed to have felt Teng Yan's state of mind at this moment. A strange, cold wind blew violently. The wind was not in harmony with the surrounding environment, and the temperature in the surrounding area dropped drastically with the change in Teng Yan's mental state.

"Hahaha. "I, Teng Yan, am back .." Endless roars filled the sky above the backyard of the Teng Jia Village and didn't dissipate even after a long time. It seemed to be comforting the dead spirits, but it also seemed to be pushing away the pent-up anger of the past three years .. The entire backyard of the Teng Jia Village was filled with wild gusts of wind. The sun and moon had lost their radiance, and even the sky had changed color ..

Teng Qingshan's long hair, which was draped over his shoulders, also danced with the wind .. .. It revealed a face full of vicissitudes of life .. Especially the pair of ice-cold eyes that didn't have the slightest trace of human emotion, it seemed exceptionally conspicuous .. After roaring, everything calmed down once again. The murderous, godlike expression on Teng Yan's face disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an innocent smile. No one could guess that the Teng Yan just now was the same as the current Teng Yan ...

"Grandfather, father, mother, sister, Die'er, and all your deceased relatives, rest in peace .." Teng Yan knelt on the ground and said quietly to himself as he faced the sky. He then heavily kowtowed three times ..

"Who is it?" At this moment, a loud and clear voice entered Teng Yan's ears.

Immediately, Teng Yan was stunned. Countless questions popped up in his mind. Who was the other party? Why was it here? Is he an enemy or a good friend of his family? " A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes, but it soon disappeared without a trace, leaving no one aware of it. When Teng Yan looked towards the direction of the sound, a pair of soldiers with blades in their hands were already running towards him ...

"Military personnel of the empire?" Teng Yan was curious. Why would they appear in his house?