In the dark night, the young man leaned against the tombstone and gasped with a pale face.

He looked like he was only 15 or 16 years old. He was a little thin, and his handsome face was still young. There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were sharp as he looked around.

"Cough, cough!" As he breathed heavily, two more mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth, dyeing the black clothes on his chest red.

Just as he stumbled to his feet and was about to escape again, several figures with strong winds suddenly blocked his way.

"Who are you?" Yang Han's face was pale, and his body was constantly trembling. He looked at the four black-robed cultivators in front of him, and his heart was filled with fear of death.

Yang Han didn't know how he offended these people, but he was very clear about one thing. These people came here to kill him.

The eyes of the four black-robed cultivators were full of cold light. The cultivator at the forefront of the four, with killing intent, said to Yang Han with a smile, "We are here to take your life."

"Why?" Yang Han gritted his teeth and spat out another mouthful of blood. Then he supported himself with his hands and leaned against the tombstone behind him.

This region was a land of chaotic graves, buried with many dead bodies. No one could be seen during the day, let alone at night.

When Yang Han chose to bury Grandpa Wen here, he hoped that he would not be disturbed after he died. But he didn't expect that it would become the reason why he died.

The leader of the black-robed cultivators grinned at Yang Han, and then a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

"You talk too much nonsense, and I don't like your voice, so you can die." The cold and ruthless words directly sentenced Yang Han to death.

"Swish!" Then a white light flashed, and a dagger directly pierced Yang Han's heart.

With his eyes wide open, Yang Han fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. When he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard the leader in black speak.

"The Zhao family has already belonged to my Yu family. The Yang family is stubborn and not far from destruction. Yang Han, you are just the beginning."

After his consciousness left his body, Yang Han finally became a lifeless corpse, a grave in the cold wind, and a cold corpse.

But there was one thing that made people shudder.

Yang Han's body was already cold, but his eyes were still wide open, and the fear and shock in his pupils were still vivid.

"Squeak squeak..."

Blood kept flowing out, and then seeped into the soil. Then, waves of blood-red light suddenly flashed on the huge tombstone.

"Haha! Old Demon, I've been waiting here for more than three thousand years. I've finally found you." A voice suddenly rushed into Yang Han's consciousness sea.

"I'm dead? No, I'm still alive. But, I did die just now." Yang Han regained consciousness, but he could not explain his current situation.

Whether he was alive or dead, he couldn't figure it out. And the voice that rang in his mind just now shocked him instantly. He wanted to ask who it was, but he couldn't do it at all.

"Haha! Boy, you don't need to say anything. You don't need to do anything. Don't show what the old devil taught you. Today is our fate. When you recover, you can call me master. I don't care."

Just as Yang Han was thinking about it, the voice sounded again, and then a fierce aura directly enveloped his body.

The blood-colored light bloomed, and waves of extremely pure energy continuously gushed out from the tombstone. After which, these waves of energy were swiftly poured into Yang Han's body.

The energy was full of blood, ferocity, and cruelty.

The demon's aura was extremely evil, terrifying, and chilling.

Yang Han's damaged meridians were constantly repaired, and the fatal wound on his heart began to be miraculously repaired. The blood-red light was a magical cocoon, and Yang Han was reborn in it.

Just as Yang Han fell into the endless bloody light, the mansion of the Yang Family in the south of Qingyuan City was in chaos.

Yang Minghui, the old man of the Yang Family, was angry.

"Find him! Keep looking for him! We must find Yang Han!" In the hall, the long-bearded old man on the main seat was roaring angrily at the group of middle-aged men below.

"Grandpa, we've found everything we can find, but Yang Han seems to have evaporated," a middle-aged man said carefully.

"Hu!" When the old man in the middle heard his words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then his figure flashed, and a violent momentum instantly fell in front of the middle-aged man.

The old man raised his hand and threw his fan-like palm directly at the middle-aged man's face. "Pa!"

After a crisp slap, the middle-aged man's body was slapped aside, and he stumbled and bumped into several brothers beside him.

The old man's eyes were like copper bells. He pointed at the middle-aged man and the other people's noses and shouted, "You four bastards, I don't care what you say. If I can't see Yang Han before dawn, I will smash your legs."

In the face of the old man's violence, the four brothers of the Yang Family trembled in their hearts, and then a trace of fear quickly rose on their faces. They helped Yang Hai up, who was slapped in the face, and the four quickly moved away in disgrace.

They knew that in the face of that furious elder, there was no reason to say anything at all.

If they hesitated a little longer, the palm print on Yang Hai's face would definitely appear on their faces, or even worse.

"Boss, are you in a hurry?" Yang Mingguang, who was sitting on the right side of the main seat, stood up and said.

On the other left, Yang Mingye also nodded. "Boss, I haven't seen you get so angry for a long time. What's going on?"

The faces of the three old men were somewhat similar. They were all very tall and strong. Especially Yang Minghui, who was full of strong arrogance. Although he had reached the ancient age, he was vigorous and imposing.

"You don't understand." Yang Minghui sighed slightly and calmed down. He said, "According to the news from Yang Zhi, the Yu family seems to have something to do. I'm not afraid of those guys coming to see me, but I'm afraid that they will plot against me."

Hearing his words, the expressions of Yang Mingye and Yang Mingguang suddenly became dignified.

Yang Zhi was a secret chess piece placed in the Yu family by the Yang family. If the news sent back was correct, Yang Han was indeed in danger outside in the middle of the night.

As the night passed, not only did Yang Minghui fly into a rage in the Yang Family, but also Yang Mingye and Yang Mingguang. However, the four brothers still could not find a teenager.

At dawn, a touch of morning light shone on the earth.

In the chaotic grave, a figure was very conspicuous.

The light of the blood had dissipated. Yang Han leaned against the tombstone on his back with his eyes closed. One amazing memory after another flashed through his mind.

"The incomplete part of the Devil King? It's just an incomplete part, but its power is so terrible!" Yang Han was shocked. This time, he finally knew what kind of person the existence who had passed on these memories to him was.

Behind the grave, there was actually a devil expert buried. Judging from his tone, it seemed that he used to be an invincible figure.

"I don't know your name, but I, Yang Han, will definitely repay you for your preaching today. In the future, I will definitely find your footprints and help you complete your obsession." Yang Han sighed in his heart, and then kowtowed to the tall wordless tombstone three times respectfully.

The current Yang Han was not injured at all. His body was stronger than before, and his fierce momentum was stronger.

At the moment when Yang Han kowtowed, a black light appeared between his eyebrows. The black light flashed and disappeared, and even he himself did not notice it.

Having inherited the cultivation of the Devil's Practice and been opened up by the blood-red energy in his body, Yang Han was naturally full of the Devil's aura.

However, it didn't matter. The so-called Orthodox Path and the Devil's Practice were all said by others. As long as he was strong enough, so what?

At this moment, Yang Han swore in his heart that he would never let himself die again. That kind of helplessness and despair was really uncomfortable.

After sensing his body, Yang Han found that he had no cultivation at all. The previous 12 meridians of the mortal spirit had all disappeared. But even so, the meridians in his body were more than several times wider than before.

"If my cultivation is gone, I'll just cultivate it back." Yang Han smiled, full of confidence.

The 12 mortal meridians, the Silver Spirit Realm, the Gold Spirit Realm, the Pre-celestial Realm, and even the Violet Manor Realm. Yang Han was confident that under the guidance of the incomplete demon king, his cultivation would become faster and his strength would increase exponentially.

With a fierce body, Yang Han returned to the Yang Family. Just as he walked to the door, a group of people came up to him.

"Yang Han, where did you go? Do you know that we three old men are worried about you?" Yang Minghui roared angrily before he appeared.

However, when he walked up to Yang Han and felt the empty Spiritual Qi on the latter's body, his face instantly turned pale.

"Your Spiritual Qi..." Halfway through his words, when he saw the blood all over Yang Han's body, Yang Minghui's eyes were suddenly full of evil spirit.

Then he said in a gloomy tone, "Yang Han, tell me, who did it to you?"

Those who were familiar with Yang Minghui's character all knew that the eldest son of the Yang Family was furious this time. There was a strong killing intent in his voice.

Yang Han didn't say anything. In fact, even if he said it himself, it would be useless. The Yang Family was no match for the Yu Family. The reason why the Yang Family had survived until now was because of the picture.

"Damn it." After thinking for a moment, Yang Mingye roared, "Yang He, go to the Spirit Space Academy for me. Damn it, I'll go all out this time. At worst, I'll give the picture to the Spirit Space Academy. I want to see who wants to hurt my Yang Family."

"Yes!" Yang He took the order and quickly rushed to the Spiritual Space Academy.

The Yang Family was full of lunatics. As long as they angered the Yang Family, this group of lunatics would fight to the death for revenge and would not stop until they died.