Chapter 237 237: Why do I feel like trying?
Duan Mu fought with a ferocity he had never known before. Every strike was infused with the pain and rage he felt, channeling his emotions into each blow. Xu Shan, initiator taken aback by Duan Mu's strength, kept up with the attacks.
Duan Mu was strong, but he wasn't any threat to him. If anything, he found it quite amusing that Duan Mu actually believed that he could kill him.
At times, Xu Shan even pretended to struggle, giving Duan Mu hope, as if he enjoyed the pain of the man before him.
The battle raged on, the clash of swords echoing through the forest. Duan Mu's hate grew stronger with each passing moment. He fought not only for revenge but also to protect others from suffering the same fate as he did.
In a final, decisive strike, Duan Mu unleashed all his energy, putting every bit of his strength behind it.
A torrential storm of destructive aura surged forward, the sheer force of it causing the ground to shake and the trees to sway.
Xu Shan, expressed his shock before the attack. Before he could even reach, the storm swallowed him. The force of his attack sent him flying backward, his body crashing into a tree with a bone-shattering impact.
Duan Mu stood over Xu Shan, his chest heaving, his eyes filled with a mix of triumph and sorrow. He could avenge his mother's death, but the pain of her loss still lingered in his heart.
As he looked at his mother's lifeless body, a single drop of tear trickled down his cheeks.
"Mother, this is for you!" He raised his sword, thrusting it down towards Xu Shan's chest.
The sword passed through Xu Shan's chest, making him cough blood as he looked at the young man in disbelief.
Duan Mu pulled out the sword, stabbing it in Xu Shan's chest again. Blood splashed all over his face and clothes yet he didn't stop, as if he had already gone crazy and wanted to completely destroy the man's body.
The other Hall Leaders of the Shadow Hall also arrived, watching a bloody Duan Mu attack the man on the ground, his face beyond recognition.
Duan Mu's mind was filled with confusion and disbelief. He couldn't comprehend how Xu Shan was still standing before him after the brutal attack he had unleashed.
Xu Shan chuckled, his amusement evident. "You seem quite sad. How about I do something good for you?"
He waved his hand, his figure disappearing. He appeared next to Duan Mu's mother who was lying lifeless. It was only now that Duan Mu noticed that her bleeding had stopped and her wound had completely healed.
Xu Shan rapped the shoulder of the woman, sending a trace of purifying energy in her body. The moment she cut herself, he had already started healing her while putting her to sleep as he wanted to see that rage of Duan Mu.
Since the rage hadn't disappointed him, he decided to end the play.
He woke up Duan Mu's mother, this time grabbing her by the throat as he raised her in the air.
"You..." Duan Mu's emotions were like a rollercoaster as he saw his mother open her eyes. She was alive, and looking just as confused.
Duan Mu's fists clenched tighter.
"Enough games! Release my mother!" Duan Mu demanded, his voice also carrying a tone of pleading.
"She came back to life once. But I wonder if she died now, will she be able to come back? Why do I feel like trying?" Xu Shan's grip around her throat tightened.
Although his mother was getting hurt, the one feeling pain was Duan Mu. It was as if Xu Shan was completely toying with him, breaking his sanity.
Duan Mu dropped to his knees, his eyes almost lifeless. "That's enough. I will do anything you want. Just don't hurt her!"
He didn't care about the inheritance. He didn't care about his father's legacy. All he wanted was his mother back.
Xu Shan's expression turned serious. "Good. This is enough games. It's time to get serious. I won't kill your mother, as long as you listen to me."