There was another loud bang, and thunder broke through the sky, instantly illuminating the dark red sky like daytime.

I saw a dark purple arc of lightning escaping from the clouds.

With extremely fast speed and unstoppable force, he chopped towards Yin Buqi.

Impatience and cruelty were revealed in Yin Buqi's furious and gloomy eyes, and his sleeves, which were stained dark red by blood, drew a sharp arc toward the sky!

Red and purple meet.

The next second, the dark purple lightning began to burn from the tail and slowly dissipated above Yin Buqi's head.

“You don’t know your own limitations!”

A deafening voice rang out in the sky.

A crack appeared in the sky, and a pair of empty eyes without eyeballs appeared above the sky.

"It's ridiculous to resist!"

As the sound rang out, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, thunder and lightning flashed, and sand and rocks flew in the strong wind.

Beams of lightning struck down one after another.

Yin Buqi's ink-black hair was blown up by the wind, his face was pale, and the blood-red mark between his eyebrows became increasingly hot.

He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, wind blew from his sleeves, and nine fox tails under his robe fluttered and spread out.

Countless cracks appeared on the ground from where he was standing, and then, like sparks, countless flames rose from the ground.

The fire spread, and the countless dark purple lightning clouds that were still brewing were burned.

Countless lightning bolts struck, but more often than not, they were burned to ashes before they even broke through the clouds.

This scene is truly a desolate sight in the world.

Really. Fiery Cloud!

Yin Buqi did not stop, he rode the wind and soared up to ninety thousand miles!

Following the lightning, he rushed straight up to the ninth heaven!

Each of his fox tails flashed with a dark red light, and each swing was extremely explosive, blasting out clusters of sparks. The red black iron sword in his hand chopped forward and broke through the crack in the sky!

Then, he saw the true face of the so-called Heavenly Dao.

This person, no, can no longer be called a human being.

He is clearly a ghost, but he possesses abundant and powerful divine power, and his body still retains the appearance of a ghost.

His body looked like it had been soaked in water for tens of thousands of years, but had not dissolved.

The skin was stretched to be transparent and swollen, and underneath the skin was dark green pus.

The facial features were already blurry, and what was even more horrifying was that there were no eyeballs.

Who could have imagined that the Heavenly Dao that governs the entire human world could be such a vicious and terrifying thing!

When Tiandao saw Yin Buqi, he smiled grimly: "Yin Buqi, you are so bold! With your mere mortal body, you actually want to spy on the secrets of heaven!"

His voice came from his chest, and it seemed unusually empty and eerie in the mist.

"Oh, Tianji." Yin Buqi smiled coldly, his eyes filled with hatred: "You are nothing but an impostor who is taking advantage of others' power!"

Tian Dao seemed to have hit a sore spot, and his cold voice became even more gloomy: "Say it again."

Yin Buqi's dark red robe fluttered, his eyes were slightly red, and he sneered, "You were afraid that people would discover your secret or replace you after ascending, so you let them become demons; you were afraid that the Nine-Tailed Clan would be too strong and you would not be able to control them, so you created the Dark Evils; you observe the human world every day, but you do not save people from death or relieve their suffering."

Yin Buqi looked at him for a long time, then smiled. He said viciously, "From the beginning to the end, you have been nothing but a selfish, greedy, poor bug that no one needs!"

As soon as the words fell, Tiandao let out a terrifying roar that shook the heaven and earth.

Bloody tears flowed from those hollow eyes, and his face became even more distorted.

He teleported over at an irresistible speed, and his hands covered with black and green veins tightly grasped Yin Buqi's neck.

Tiandao smiled strangely, "Do you think you can kill me? It's as easy for me to kill you as it is to kill an ant. You killed your parents, your brothers, and your beloved wife. You can't even be a good mortal. What qualifications do you have to judge me?"

The force in his hands was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Yin Buqi to pieces.

Taoism divides people into three categories: gods, humans, and ghosts.

After all, the premise is that we are all human beings, and we all have seven emotions and six desires.

Tiandao looked at Yin Buqi and said, "I will kill you... Are you afraid? Ah? Are you afraid? Beg me, and I will consider sparing you. Kneel down, lick your face, and cry and beg me!"

He pushed his face in front of Yin Buqi.

The face was also swollen and covered with black and green blood vessels. They protruded from the surface of the skin and wriggled slowly, which was extremely terrifying.

Yin Buqi's eyes turned red from being pinched by him, and veins popped up on his face, but he laughed crazily. He panted softly and said with difficulty: "What...qualifications do you have to be...the way of heaven...hahahahahahahahahaha"

Tiandao was completely enraged by him and tore off one of Yin Buqi's fox tails!

Blood splattered.

Yin Buqi's body suddenly twitched, he gritted his teeth, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

He grabbed Yin Buqi's hair and forced him to raise his head. "I wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful and anger me... Do you have any last words?"

Yin Buqi gradually became short of breath, a painful breath escaping from his throat. He said, "You... scumbag..."

"you--"

Veins bulged on Tiandao's hands.

"no--"

He paused for each word, his empty eyes fixed on Yin Buqi.

"Qualifications—"

"Talk about me!!!"

The blue veins on his hands had not yet faded away, and with a hiss, a column of bright red blood spurted out.

Tiandao's sharp black nails sank deeply into Yin Buqi's eyeball. He suddenly lifted it up, took out the bloody eyeball, and tore off the muscles connecting it at the back.

He continued to do so until he dug out the other eye.

He smiled sinisterly: "What a pity for this pair of bloody red eyes. Since you are going to die, just give them to me hahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Blood kept splashing out, Yin Buqi's face and sleeves were covered in blood, his eyes were empty, as if he was already dead, like a ghost.

He was thrown down by the Heaven, and the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth gathered together again, turning into sharp knives and blades, piercing every inch of his flesh and blood.

Another bolt of lightning struck, instantly piercing through Yin Buqi's chest, emitting a blazing red flame.

The blood burned his pale skin like molten lava, and a burning stench spread.

Who would have thought that the corners of Yin Buqi's mouth slightly lifted, but his eyes revealed a blood-red madness, which turned his elegant features into a desperate and ferocious one, and his voice was extremely faint: "I'm going to find my Nian Nian..."

The fall was actually very fast, but it seemed so long to him, as if a drowning person could no longer hear any words from the world.

He suddenly burst into laughter, and that laughter was like a raging fire, burning away all his reason and consciousness, and also burning himself.

He said word by word: "Don't be complacent, you stole and robbed these things."

"I'll take them back one by one."

On the day Yin Buqi died, the Lycoris radiata in the blood river slowly turned from red to snow-white, like snowflakes falling to the ground.

In this way, we commemorate his endless eternal life.