"Your eyes are beautiful, crystal clear, as if not stained by a speck of dust. But this world is a place where light and darkness intersect, yin and yang blend. You shouldn't exist... If I were the person I used to be, I would definitely like you very much. Unfortunately, now I hate you..."

The moment the vengeful spirit raised its hand again, the tremendous force completely stirred up all the energy in the desolate sea.

Shen Qingyi seemed to be able to see the sea of ​​blood and mountain of corpses behind him through this palm.

Bodies were lying all over the place, piled up one on top of the other. In a place filled with war, there was no trace of humanity.

It may be the weapon or the person who picks up the weapon that kills.

The ones killed might be people, or they might be cold weapons covered with human skin.

A cruel laugh mixed with a desperate roar.

The cruelty of war has never made people's blood boil.

Only those who have truly experienced war understand the fragility of life, the difficulty of living, the joys and sorrows of the world, the helplessness and sadness of the changes in the world, and even the briefest embrace becomes a kind of happiness.

Countless lives were displaced in the war, their wives and children were separated, their families were destroyed, and countless lives struggled desperately in the war, in order to survive and for some other things, unwillingly but had to rush to the front than anyone else.

The man who joined the battlefield might come back tomorrow, or he might never come back...

So, corpses piled up one after another on the battlefield, and the bones turned to sand, burying countless people who were obsessed with their dreams but could not find a way forward...

In the world of cultivating immortals, battles are everywhere. For the sake of resources and to improve strength, people have long regarded fighting as a part of cultivating immortals.

But that was just fighting, war is different.

The island was swallowed up by the sea bit by bit, and the golden cover flickered under the pressure of the giant hand.

The vengeful spirit seemed to sense something and glanced at the island and the flickering barrier.

"Since you're already asleep and will never wake up, just sleep peacefully!"

The vengeful spirit's sharp roar made Shen Qing subconsciously look in the direction he was looking.

Every island looks different.

And the island where Shen Qingyi is now staying...

Towering like the clouds, there is only one peak, and the surrounding ridges and curves...

It looks more like a swordsman standing with a sword in hand and half-kneeling on the ground!

This thought made Shen Qingyi's pupils shrink suddenly.

But where she is standing now...

When Shen Qing looked up, the giant sword seemed to be standing right in front of him.

Sword cultivator, would rather die than surrender!

Even if I die, I will not put down the sword!

The big palm landed on the barrier, breaking it, and the power continued to crush it, landing directly on the back that was bent but trying to straighten.

"Bang!"

Gravel and smoke exploded, and the giant sword shattered and fell, smashing down heavily.

Shen Qingyi seemed to hear a wail.

My heart felt suffocated for a moment.

The barrier completely dissipated, and all the spiritual plants on the island suddenly began to glow. Countless points of light flickered, and one by one the spiritual plants grew wildly as if they had gone mad, entwining towards the vengeful spirit.

The vengeful spirit smiled contemptuously and waved his hand, and countless spiritual plants turned into ashes.

"I'm not the only one who refuses to let go of my obsession even if it means death. But, compared to you, who are even more foolish, I choose another path! So, you want to protect her? Then die!"

The sea water was swirling, and countless pairs of eyes were watching excitedly.

"No!"

The vengeful spirit stepped down and the island was completely shattered, so the spiritual plants turned into nothingness in an instant.