CHAPTER 690: CHAPTER 280: GREAT CHANGES AT YUNQUAN TEMPLE_2

Liang Yuan’s face changed when he saw such a tragic sight.

With so many corpses soaking in the water, how could they find Yang Mei’s mother’s body?

He fell silent for a moment, and Yang Mei began to cry in despair.

"Mom!"

She wanted to rush down, but was held back by Liang Yuan.

Who knows how deep the pit below was, with bodies soaking for so long, the stench pervasive, and who knows if there were any viruses.

If Yang Mei went down, it would be no different from jumping into a cesspool.

Liang Yuan held her and said, "Sister Mei, let Li Kuirong go down. If he doesn’t find Auntie’s body, let him die down there."

Yang Mei’s tears flowed endlessly as she collapsed in Liang Yuan’s arms, crying uncontrollably.

The oppressed women who followed them also burst into wretched cries upon seeing the tragic scene.

Some had their sons here, some had their husbands, also their fathers and mothers.

Li Kuirong and his beasts left the young and women, but bullied the elderly and unyielding to death, tossing their corpses here.

Liang Yuan manipulated the Puppet Threads, causing Li Kuirong to walk uncontrollably toward the pit.

His face was full of fear, the stench nearly making him retch.

But under the control of the Puppet Threads, he couldn’t move.

"Li Kuirong, where is Yang Mei’s mother’s body?"

Liang Yuan asked coldly.

Li Kuirong trembled, "In this area, I... I can’t tell which one..."

Liang Yuan gave a slight pull on the threads, making Li Kuirong jump into the pit of corpses!

Plop!

The filthy water splashed, but fortunately, the water wasn’t too deep. Li Kuirong searched through the pile of corpses, the stench overwhelming, bones floating and sinking.

It was unknown how long Lin Fang had been dead, buried beneath, impossible to distinguish her bones.

"I can’t find it. I can’t find it. Please, let me out. I can’t take it anymore."

Li Kuirong pleaded in the pit, his muscles twitching with pain, skin paling and shriveling, losing a lot of moisture.

Liang Yuan stood on the shore, expressionless, sensing the neurons of his opponent on the brink of collapse.

Even under his control, Li Kuirong’s limbs were unyielding.

It was because he had reached his limit, unable to control his muscles.

Liang Yuan watched him coldly, with no trace of mercy.

Li Kuirong pleaded bitterly, his body twitching, before uncontrollably falling into the water, the foul, corpse-infused muck filling his mouth and nose.

He coughed violently, desperately struggling to get his head out of the water.

But he had no strength left. His bloodshot eyes turned fiercely vengeful, glaring at Liang Yuan and cursing, "Even as a ghost, I won’t spare you. You bastards, I’ll become a malicious spirit... glug..."

His body finally sank into the water and did not float up again.

The surrounding corpses, as if they had a soul, slid down under the rain, pressing Li Kuirong firmly to the bottom.

Liang Yuan held Yang Mei, saying, "In this world, if there really are ghosts, scum like him would have been torn apart by the wrongly dead long ago."

Yang Mei’s eyes were red from crying, looking at the huge pit of corpses, remembering her mother’s smile, unable to stop grieving.

Liang Yuan said, "Sister Mei, let’s bury this place, let Auntie rest here."

"Meishan is also near her home, easier for you to come and visit."

Yang Mei wept, already knowing the futility of finding her mother’s bones among countless others.

She wiped her tears and, despite the muddy ground, knelt down and cried, "Mom, your daughter has failed, not coming to see you sooner... sob..."

As she continued to cry,

Liang Yuan sighed, extended his hand, and under his powerful Telekinesis, an invisible giant hand pushed the surrounding mud, filling the pit with a landslide.

In no time, the pit was filled, forming a small mound.

Liang Yuan helped Yang Mei to her feet, facing the mound, "Auntie, rest assured, no matter how bad the world gets, as long as I live, Yang Mei will live happily. I won’t let her suffer."

"Today, in your presence, I’ll call you mom along with Yang Mei. Though we haven’t married, in my heart, she is already my wife. Rest assured, I’ll take care of her."

"I’ll take her to find her father. Those who’ve hurt you, I won’t spare a single one."

"Rest in peace."

He spoke softly, Yang Mei looked back at him, tears flowing uncontrollably, rushing into his arms, crying aloud.

His embrace was always her safe harbor.

Just like when she was most desperate, he opened the door and took her in.

Fortunately, he was by her side. Otherwise, she truly wouldn’t know how to face it all.

Perhaps she was too exhausted from crying, or too much in shock.

Yang Mei fainted.

Liang Yuan picked her up, his Telekinesis forming a shield, protecting her from the wind and rain.

When they returned to Yunquan Temple, chaos had already broken out.

Inside the temple, several people with broken legs had been killed by the survivors.

The attackers had shown no mercy, clearly hating those Superpower Users.

Liang Yuan even saw teeth marks on some of the corpses.

It was evident someone had bitten off the flesh of those people.

One could only imagine the crimes they had committed to incite such hatred.