Chapter 89 Dawn Don't the monsters in this world ever learn their lesson? ...

Before today, Jiu Su had always thought he had a full understanding of the unscrupulous behavior of the immortals. However, Zhi Heng's actions—first attempting to restrain Shu Qing by using the shrine in the Immortal Capital, and then occupying Jin Wanli's body in an attempt to restrain him—far exceeded his expectations.

He gave a cold laugh, and a gleam of snow flowed in his palm, instantly solidifying into a dagger with an inner radiance—he knew he couldn't win against words and was now resorting to swords.

Shu Qing grabbed his hand and whispered quickly, "You don't understand him... Leave him to me, okay?"

“No,” Jiu Su instinctively wanted to refuse, “you…”

He originally wanted to say that Shu Qing's power was limited, and all she relied on was the little spiritual energy that came from her own will. Moreover, most of the will power she received now was negative. It would be a great blessing if she could avoid exhausting herself. In terms of combat power, she was probably far inferior to Jin Wanli.

But the moment their eyes met, he suddenly understood what she meant. He pursed his lips slightly, and in that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Not only him, but Shu Qing's mind was also in a mess after hearing those words. She bit her lip, even feeling a little regretful.

She thought: This request is too much. Zhiheng's existence will expose the unresolved entanglements of their past lives. From Xiaohong's perspective, she is now the Lord of Xiashan who has regained his memories. How credible is that is questionable. What if their recent breakup was staged?

If she were in her shoes, she wouldn't easily hand over control of her body to someone else, especially at such a critical moment of life and death.

Moreover, Zhiheng was able to control Jin Wanli using technology he developed at the Super Management Bureau when he was "Xie Heng". Even if Jiu Su completely trusted her, it was hard to say whether this technology was usable. Who knew what hidden dangers were buried in this "technology" and what the consequences would be if it exploded?

She regretted her slip of the tongue and wanted to quickly say something to make amends. However, at this moment, Zhiheng's soul was about to completely transfer to Jin Wanli's body. The situation was so urgent that she was extremely worried and couldn't find the words to say.

“Okay.” Jiu Su suddenly said, a familiar pull coming from the depths of his demon soul, like magnetic poles attracting each other. “I’m leaving it to you.”

In a moment of extreme urgency, Shu Qing had no time to say anything more. Her soul, guided by his hand, plunged into the depths.

The moment their souls touched, it was as if everything about Jiu Su was completely opened up to her. She could clearly feel the flow of blood in his veins and the movement of his ten fingers in accordance with her will.

The souls that had coexisted for over a thousand years merged without any hindrance. Like two lost puzzle pieces, they were pieced together again, fitting together perfectly without any resistance between them. This fusion required no process.

Jiu Su actually managed to completely bypass the Super Management Bureau's technology by relying on the connection between their souls!

Shu Qing raised her hand, and a surge of cold energy gathered in her palm. She hadn't felt this sense of power, of having everything under her control, for a very long time.

The slender dagger lengthened, transforming into a longsword gleaming with cold light. Without another word, she pointed the blade directly at Zhiheng.

She knew Jiu Su's strength and Zhi Heng's moves inside and out, so it was definitely wiser for her to fight Zhi Heng instead of Jiu Su forcing her to fight.

The snow-white figure swept away its original mysterious and unpredictable style, wielding a cold sword with wide, sweeping strokes, forcing Zhi Heng to retreat a few steps.

The ancient Kunlun people once possessed extraordinary swordsmanship, but it has been lost to the dust of time for nearly a thousand years.

In the past, the last disciple of Liuxia Peak was a little girl. This girl couldn't stay still and spent her days running around Kunlun Immortal Capital, where there were many sects. She not only learned the alchemy that Liuxia Peak was in charge of, but also witnessed unparalleled swordsmanship.

Now, the shadow of this swordsmanship, after a thousand years, has been resurrected. Under the gaze of countless deceased, it has descended once more upon this long sword, which is condensed with cold energy, through the hands of its old nemesis, the Demon King Jiu Su.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, not as astonishing as the true ancient Kunlun swordsmanship, it was enough to deal with a cunning schemer.

A strand of golden hair was severed by the sword's edge. Zhi Heng dodged in a sorry state, a fierce glint in his eyes.

If this gaze were to appear on his own face from years ago, or on the face of "Xie Heng" that he had long been tainted by, it would probably only reveal a hint of determination, and could be packaged as a respectable person being forced into a corner by an ignorant junior, having no other choice but to do so.

However, he was now using Jin Wanli's face, which was always showing his emotions, and his crimson-gold demonic eyes were sinister. Thus, his gaze lost the disguise of his identity as a "celestial lord" and "professor," and finally revealed his ferocious nature.

Shu Qing was very familiar with Zhi Heng, and she could tell at a glance that he had not yet fully controlled Jin Wanli's body. It was unclear whether it was because he and Jin Wanli were incompatible or because Jin Wanli's demon soul was still fighting desperately. In any case, the body and soul were not in good contact, and the originally powerful level 9.2 demon could now probably only use 60 or 70% of its power.

Even his dodging movements were slightly hesitant, as if... Zhiheng was trying to avoid her sword, while the body's instinct was to meet the sword head-on and fight it head-on.

With a slight thought, she activated the "Dao" of Jiu Su, which could destroy anything, and tentatively severed the connection between the divine soul and the demon body.

Zhi Heng immediately stumbled, tripped by Xie Heng's body, lost his balance, and fell to the ground. His golden eyes flickered, and falcon-like feathers began to rise on his face. His gaze locked onto Shu Qing, making her almost feel a chill.

"Ah Shu..." He rolled away to dodge Shu Qing's sword, and said coldly, "You're smart, but do you think that's all I've got?"

Shu Qing ignored him and chased after him with another sword, showing him with his actions: It doesn't matter what methods you use, I'm going to kill you today.

Zhi Heng managed to dodge with difficulty, but Jin Wanli's demonic soul was still struggling desperately inside the restraints of the Super Management Bureau, and his soul was increasingly losing control of this body.

Although he had already investigated all the past events between Shu Qing and Jiu Su since the moment Shu Qing stepped into the Super Management Bureau, and roughly knew how her soul had been preserved to this day without ever comprehending her own immortal "Dao".

He also knew that Shu Qing would definitely not be able to resist, would definitely step into the illusion of "peeping", and would definitely turn back into the Xia Shan Jun who had a blood feud with him...

According to his original plan, Jiu Su should have parted ways with this Lord Xiashan, even if they didn't cause a huge uproar. Even if they had forced themselves to come here together, they would probably have been at odds with each other.

Who knew that this vengeful demon king would be so ruthless towards Shu Qing, even offering up control of his body without a word... If he had hesitated or struggled even a little, Shu Qing wouldn't have been able to use his body so smoothly and so effortlessly.

Are all the monsters in this world so foolish? They forget the pain as soon as the wound heals and never learn their lesson.

Zhiheng simply released control of the body briefly and sent his soul into the last shrine in the ancient Kunlun Mountains.

In an instant, all the stars overhead shone brightly, as if they had startled countless slumbering souls, causing them to awaken from the darkness.

"Kunlun..."

"Remnants of the demon race..."

"Why haven't they been completely eradicated yet?"

"This sacred land of immortals is not to be desecrated by demons!"

Shu Qing felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were being locked onto by killing intent from all directions. If killing intent had a physical form, she would surely be riddled with arrows by now—the worst part was that this killing intent could actually take form, and it was about to become a reality in the blink of an eye.

Just before she was about to be engulfed by the burst of starlight, Jiu Su's demon soul took over the body, and the pure white mist acted as a barrier, forcefully blocking the fatal blow launched by this space.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. Although his meridians and internal organs must have been damaged, Shu Qing felt no discomfort whatsoever. She hurriedly caught the body that Jiu Su had thrown back, feeling as if a steering wheel had been forcibly shoved into her hands. The two of them became the driver and passenger in this body forged by heaven and earth.

"I'm really fed up with you," Shu Qing cursed amidst the chaos, "You insisted on taking over the account just to show off. I just didn't react in time, it's not that I couldn't handle it!"

Within her consciousness, Jiu Su gave a vague laugh.

Shu Qing, with nowhere to vent her anger, channeled it into power, raised her sword again, and slashed down at Zhi Heng. Jiu Su's demonic power was so familiar to her that it was almost like her own, but his "Dao," imprinted on her demonic soul, felt somewhat foreign to her.

In that brief exchange, Jiu Su, observing coldly, had already discerned this weakness. He still entrusted his demonic power to her for manipulation, only imbuing his Dao into the icy blade, like a deadly poison forged on a sharp edge.

Zhi Heng raised his arm, which had completely transformed into the wings of a peregrine falcon, its feathers harder than iron and stone, and received the sword strike. Just now, when Shu Qing and Jiu Su were dealing with the attack on this space, he had once again forcefully suppressed the resistance of Jin Wanli's demon soul and completely controlled this body. However, this sword strike still made him feel a great shock to his soul.

His face was grim. His goal had clearly been achieved, but seeing the two consciousnesses squeezed into the same body and able to cooperate seamlessly made it seem as if they were mocking him mercilessly.

Didn't you want to control the demon race? Didn't you want to be in control of everything and above everyone else?

But despite all your scheming, in the end, you still have no way to deal with a former traitor and a demon.

Jiu Su is a monster capable of destroying anything, which happens to be able to suppress Zhi Heng's current situation of forcibly possessing other people's bodies. He cannot directly withstand Shu Qing's sword, but this is Kunlun after all.

Even in the dead Kunlun, it was still the domain of the Kunlun Immortal Lord. He once again released his divine soul, attempting to awaken the lingering shadows of those souls that had already turned into stars, repeating his old trick.

“You can even reuse the dead, Master. I thought I knew you well, but I didn’t expect you still didn’t.” Shu Qing dodged a falling starlight and added a mental output, “If I’m disrespectful to these old friends and relatives... I’ll shirk responsibility and say it was you who taught me.”

Before she finished speaking, her swordplay changed abruptly. The first sword swung back the approaching Zhi Heng, the second sword swept horizontally, the sword energy spreading and surging, the third sword pointed straight at the starry sky above, the sword intent carrying a chilling aura, sharp and unparalleled, the three thousand stars trembled and seemed to fall, the entire starry sky collapsed from the middle, like a torn curtain, pouring down in all directions.

Above them, the sky was half bright and half dark, and the dawn was breaking on the snow-covered horizon, refracting countless rays of light.

It was about to dawn.