Inner Demons

She was right. Even if Jiang Yingyue couldn't use the Thunder Sword's true power, the sword itself was enough to give Bai Yu a run for his money. Jiang Yingyue immediately assumed a fighting stance. Since Bai Yu dared not make any rash moves, she had to eliminate the Shield Bearer, this threat, first.

Jiang Yingyue flew to Ye Qingzhu's side and swung her Thunder Sword. Even the black iron shield was inevitably cut open with a huge crack. Just then, the setting sun shone on the Thunder Sword, and the light revealed the almost imperceptible threads. Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Yingyue was about to cut them off.

The healer tried to control the shield wielder to block, but Ye Qingzhu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly exerted her strength and used her silver whip to restrain him.

After a few extremely faint cracking sounds, the Shieldbearer finally collapsed. At the same time, the Healer also spat out a mouthful of blood, and a look of shock finally appeared on his face, which, mixed with his scars, was quite horrifying.

Jiang Yingyue immediately became alert. She desperately wished she were truly the master of the Thunder Sword, so she could directly sever the threads binding Ji Yinglei. But she couldn't, and the healer's next step would undoubtedly be to control Ji Yinglei. She instinctively swung her sword in that direction, but unexpectedly, the Thunder Sword actually emitted a burst of sword energy.

Everyone present was shocked; that was simply impossible.

Jiang Yingyue had never felt time slow down so much. She watched helplessly as the sword energy headed towards Ji Yinglei. That strike would surely sever the silk threads, but Ji Yinglei would also be hit. Before she could even ask for the truth, she would have to kill Ji Yinglei with her own hands.

With a loud bang, Ji Yinglei fell down, and because the silk thread was destroyed, the physician also collapsed to the ground in pain. The silk thread was connected to him, and those two blows had already damaged most of his internal organs.

But that's no problem; he just needs a little time to heal himself.

"Do you still have any puppets?" Bai Yu's face darkened instantly. Before the physician could reply, he plunged the Thousand Whirlpool Umbrella into the physician's back. "Your blood has stained my palace."

Bai Yu now was a completely different person from before. All his gloom and madness were written on his face. He pulled out the Thousand Whirlpool Umbrella with all his might and spun it rapidly in his hand to shake off all the blood that had just been stained on it: "This is really wonderful. It seems that someone has me completely fooled."

Jiang Yingyue naturally didn't understand what this meant. Now, only the two of them remained in the main hall with the strength to fight. Although she didn't know what had just happened, she was determined to win and end Bai Yu's evil deeds here.

"Someone like you doesn't deserve to be treated sincerely by others." Jiang Yingyue didn't care what Bai Yu said, but the next second, Bai Yu rushed over. His attack angle was very tricky. Just like she couldn't find an opportunity to shoot an arrow before, she couldn't find an opportunity to swing her sword now either.

“You know what? Someone once told me you weren’t the owner of the Thunder Sword.” Bai Yu lifted the umbrella, wedging the Thunder Sword inside. “I trusted her so much, but all I got in return was a lie.”

He kept trying to spin the umbrella, attempting to use the spikes on top to force Jiang Yingyue to let go: "How does it feel to kill your senior sister with your own hands?"

These words were like a knife, piercing straight into Jiang Yingyue's heart. Of course, this was not what she wanted. She did not want everything to end like this. Jiang Yingyue's hands began to tremble violently, and Bai Yu immediately seized the opportunity to stab her.

Jiang Yingyue staggered backward, but at the last moment, she still managed to take out the Thunder Sword and prevent it from slipping from her hand.

However, Bai Yu kept getting closer: "This scene seems familiar. It was the same last time. She took a sword for you, and you could only run down the mountain in a sorry state."

"Enough!" Following Bai Yu's words, countless memories flooded Jiang Yingyue's mind. She hadn't been able to see her father's regret, hadn't been able to stop Shen Ci, hadn't been able to keep Yan Tang, and hadn't been able to learn the whole truth from Ji Yinglei. These images tormented her like inner demons, and the more she did, the more her hands trembled.