Love and Hate
"He should be executed."
The two words, as clear as the collision of ice and jade, yet heavier than a mountain, brought with them the ruthless majesty of the laws of the nine heavens, and crashed down over the dead and silent Yaochi.
The air seemed frozen by these two words. The faint celestial music in the distance completely ceased, even the wind stagnated. Only the thick, inextricable stench of blood, mixed with the lingering fragrance of peaches and immortal wine, filled the air, creating a nauseating, eerie atmosphere.
Ao Guang's forward momentum finally came to a complete stop.
He stood where her sword was pointing, with the blood-stained cloud steps stretching down behind him, and in front of him was her dazzling wedding dress and the Fenji Sword that was boiling with murderous intent.
Under the black armor covering his face, his expression could not be seen. Only his dark dragon eyes, piercing through the armor's cover, were fixed firmly and unblinkingly on her face.
That gaze was too complicated. It held overwhelming hatred, bone-eating madness, and a ruthless brutality that threatened to destroy everything. But deeper within, it held a crushing, silent questioning, and... a shaky, almost pleading, confirmation that he himself hadn't even noticed.
He looked at her face beneath the phoenix crown, that familiar face, etched into his soul, yet now as strange as ice frozen in time. He watched her sword-wielding hand, steady and without a ripple, as if it wasn't pointed at the old man she'd fought alongside, the one she'd once pledged to conquer the world, but a traitor guilty of heinous crimes who must be killed on the spot.
A thousand years of waiting, the overthrow of the foundation of the East China Sea, the madness of killing all the way to the ninth level... in front of this sentence "should be killed", all of them became a ridiculous and insignificant farce.
In the silence, Ao Guang suddenly laughed softly.
The laughter started out soft, a chest-vibrating hum, then grew louder, more unbridled, more frantic. It echoed over the silent Yaochi, drowning out any remaining shocks and gasps, filled with a chilling irony and sadness.
His shoulders were shaking slightly from laughing, and the dark golden tip of the Ni Lin Halberd in his hand was trembling as well, reflecting broken light.
Yinglong's sword-holding hand remained steady, but a subtle, elusive fluctuation flashed across the depths of his icy eyes, like a sudden burst of electricity beneath the ice.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Ao Guang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the Fen Ji sword that was pointing straight at his heart!
"laugh--"
The scorching blade's edge made contact with his palm, covered in the Mysterious Armor of Annihilation, with a sharp sound like a branding iron soaked in water, and wisps of green smoke rose. The Mysterious Armor blocked most of the damage, but the pure divine power and extreme heat contained in the sword still penetrated the armor, burning his palm and sending a piercing pain.
He seemed unaware of anything, his five fingers tightly gripping the sword blade like iron pliers, allowing the heat and sharpness to cut through his palms.
Then, he did something that scared all the immortals and gods who saw this scene to death -
He gripped the sword, stepped forward, and took a big step forward!
"puff!"
The dull sound of the sharp weapon piercing through the black armor and piercing into the flesh was so clear that it made one's scalp tingle.
The tip of the Fenji Sword, under the force of his active forward movement, pierced through the Ji Mie Xuan Armor at his heart without any hindrance and sank deep into his chest!
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
All the prying eyes froze.
The subtle fluctuation in Yinglong's icy eyes suddenly magnified, transforming into clear shock and disbelief. For the first time, her sword-holding hand began to tremble violently and uncontrollably! A crack appeared in her rock-solid aura.
She could feel the touch of the sword blade penetrating the hard dragon bone and tough flesh, and she could feel the warm blood filled with powerful dragon essence and spiritual energy flowing out along the blood grooves on the sword, soaking her fingers holding the sword, and it was incredibly hot.
Ao Guang seemed not to feel the severe pain running through his body. He leaned forward, took advantage of the distance between the swords, and leaned over slightly, bringing the face covered with black armor close to her ear.
Through the cold armor, he spoke slowly in a hoarse voice that was almost a whisper and only the two of them could hear:
"Do you know..."
The voice was low, with laughter and blood.
"For the past thousand years... I have been fantasizing about our wedding every day..."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from a broken heart, with hot blood foam.
"At the extreme end of the East China Sea... in a shallow bay where the sun shines... there are corals... there are schools of fish... you are wearing... a wedding dress... even redder than this..."
He paused, as if he was having trouble breathing, and the sword wound on his heart bleeds more with every breath he takes.
"There are no heavenly rules... no prince... only you and me..."
Yinglong's body trembled violently, and her sword-holding hand shook even more violently, nearly letting the Fenji Sword slip from her grasp. She stared at the black armor so close, at the dragon's eyes, burning with madness and despair, glimpsed through the crevices of the armor. She listened to the bloody, unreal, and heartbreaking description...
She opened her mouth, as if about to say something, but her throat seemed to be strangled by something, and no sound came out. Only her eyes, always as sharp as swords, now filled with confusion and struggle, revealed that her heart was far from as calm as her appearance.
Ao Guang looked at the shock and confusion that could not be concealed in her eyes, and at the cracks that finally appeared in the icy mask. He laughed softly, with satisfaction and incomparable desolation, for the last time.
"It seems... suicide for love... is indeed not just... an ancient rumor..."
The moment the words fell.
“Buzz!”
An indescribable terrifying force, far beyond any previous moment, erupted with Ao Guang as the center!
That was not dragon essence, nor was it magic power, but the ultimate power of annihilation that was transformed from the burning of his dragon soul, the detonation of the origin of the Mysterious Armor of Annihilation, and the blood and energy of thousands of immortals and gods absorbed by the Ni Lin Halberd!
Pure darkness, representing the end and nothingness, spread madly in all directions like a tide, with him as the center!
Wherever the darkness passed, space silently annihilated, transforming into the most primitive chaos. The jade railings at the edge of the Yaochi Lake, the immortal plants, and even some low-level immortal servants who were unable to dodge, completely disappeared the moment they were touched by the darkness, leaving not even a trace of dust.
The first to bear the brunt were the Fenji Sword and Yinglong who was holding the sword!
"careful!"
A roar of shock and anger came from the depths of Yaochi, and a dazzling and noble golden figure quickly rushed out, trying to rush towards Yinglong. It was today's groom, the Prince of Heaven!
However, the darkness of extinction expanded too quickly and too decisively!
The moment Ao Guang's power erupted, Ying Long subconsciously wanted to draw her sword and retreat, but Ao Guang held the Fen Ji Sword tightly, and she was unable to pull it out for a while! Seeing that the destructive darkness was about to swallow her up -
At the critical moment, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly loosened her hand holding the sword. At the same time, a red divine light as hot as the sun burst out from her body, turning into a barrier to protect her, and her body retreated rapidly!
"boom!!!!!"
The annihilating darkness and the crimson divine light collided violently!
There was no loud bang, only the soul-shaking sound of annihilation as matter and energy were completely wiped out.
The crimson divine light flickered violently, flickering unsteadily. Yinglong was sent flying backwards by the impact, her phoenix crown shattered, her pearls and jade scattering. Her gorgeous wedding dress was ripped apart by the dissipating force, leaving her in a state of disarray. She fell to the ground, stumbling several steps before steadying herself. She looked up at the center of the explosion, her face pale, a trace of golden blood oozing from the corner of her lips.
The Crown Prince of Heaven was also forced to retreat again and again by the horrific aftermath of the explosion and was unable to get any closer.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the power explosion.
The darkness slowly dissipated.
Where Ao Guang had stood, only a massive, distorted, wriggling hole remained, as if a piece of the sky had been forcibly gouged out. Surrounding the hole were shattered, mirror-like fragments of space.
Ao Guang's figure disappeared.
Along with the Fenji Sword that pierced his chest, they all disappeared in the final silence.
Only a few shattered, dull fragments of the Mysterious Armor of Annihilation and bits of dark golden dragon blood that had not yet been completely annihilated, like tears of despair, floated around the void and slowly fell.
The traces of killing were still there on the cloud steps, and the bloody smell had not yet dissipated.
But the Dragon King of the East Sea, who had caused this huge uproar and stained the Jade Pool with blood, had... been destroyed both physically and spiritually?
There was dead silence inside and outside the Yaochi.
All the immortals and gods were shocked by this sudden and extremely tragic ending and were speechless.
Yinglong stood there, staring blankly at the void that had swallowed Ao Guang, at the falling fragments of armor and dragon blood. She loosened her sword grip, curling slightly, her fingertips still trembling uncontrollably. The burning sensation of his blood still lingered there, and... the bloody, desperate whisper he had whispered to her ear the last time.
She never returned, leaving him at the bottom of the sea for a thousand years.
I thought suicide for love was just an ancient rumor...
An unprecedented, sharp and unbearable pain pierced her heart without any warning. It was a thousand times more painful than the injury she had just suffered from the impact of the power of annihilation.
She suddenly raised her hands and covered her chest, her face as pale as paper.
The joy of the wedding had long been washed away by blood and destruction.
In the Ninth Heaven, there was only the dead silence after the disaster and an unmanageable mess.
The Fen Ji sword that had pierced Ao Guang's heart was now alone, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, suspended in front of the empty space hole, trembling slightly and emitting an inaudible, wailing-like sword chant.
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