In this thrilling ultimate showdown concerning life, death and justice, Jiang Yao, a woman whose soul is devoured by jealousy and hatred, walks step by step towards the abyss of destruction that she has created with her own hands.
Jiang Yao stood deep within the shadowy, damp, and fetid lair of a mysterious organization. Strange lights flickered on the surrounding walls, as if countless demonic eyes were watching her every move. Her eyes betrayed madness and despair, the last shred of sanity long since consumed by the flames of jealousy. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain. The agony in her heart far outweighed any physical sensation.
Jiang Zhi and his companions, like a torrent of justice, broke through countless obstacles and charged unstoppably into this den of evil. Jiang Yao watched helplessly as Jiang Zhi descended like a god of war, her face twisted with rage, as if transformed into a demon from hell. "Jiang Zhi, why do you always have to oppose me? Why do you have everything while I can only struggle in pain and jealousy?" Jiang Yao roared, her voice echoing in the narrow space, shaking the dust off the walls.
Jiang Zhi looked at Jiang Yao coldly, without a trace of pity or fear in her eyes. "Jiang Yao, your jealousy has made you lose yourself. The sins you've committed are unforgivable. Today is your end." Her voice was firm and cold, like a winter wind, capable of piercing a person's bones.
Jiang Yao suddenly burst into a wild laugh, filled with madness and unwillingness. "Doomsday? No, I won't let you succeed. I want you to know that I, Jiang Yao, am not so easily defeated." With a fierce wave of her hand, a group of well-trained, ruthless assassins surged out from all directions, surrounding Jiang Zhi and the others.
Each of these assassins, their eyes cold and blades wielded, exuded a chilling murderous aura. Without hesitation, they launched a fierce attack on Jiang Zhi and the others. For a moment, swords flashed and sabers flashed, and the shouts of killing were deafening. Jiang Zhi, however, remained unfazed. Her movements were as swift as lightning, weaving through the swarm of assassins with ease. She displayed her masterful martial arts, each move swift and powerful, each strike accurately targeting the enemy's vital points. Her feet moved with lightning speed, making her movements difficult to predict. With a single leap, she dodged a thrust from behind by one assassin, then spun in mid-air and delivered a backhand elbow strike to the temple of another, instantly knocking him to the ground.
Shen Qingchen also led his team in a desperate fight against the enemy. Like a valiant lion, he charged into the enemy lines, crushing them wherever he went. His punches were fierce and powerful, each one carrying a whirring sound, and upon impact with the enemy's body, a dull thud, as if shattering bones. As he fought, he kept a close eye on Jiang Zhi's safety, their eyes meeting in mid-air, conveying trust and encouragement.
During the fierce battle, Jiang Zhi spotted Jiang Yao trying to quietly flee the scene. Her heart tightened, knowing she couldn't let Jiang Yao escape, or else the consequences would be endless. So, she used her Qing Gong skills to pierce through the crowd like a phantom, chasing Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao, aware of Jiang Zhi's pursuit, grew increasingly panicked, running desperately for a way to escape.
Jiang Yao ran frantically through the narrow passage, her breathing rapid and heavy, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. Her mind was in a turmoil, driven by a single thought: escape, survive. Suddenly, she spotted a fork in the road. She hesitated, then randomly chose the left passage. However, little did she know, it was a dead end.
When Jiang Yao reached the end of the passage and found herself with nowhere to go, her face turned pale. She turned around in horror and saw Jiang Zhi slowly approaching her, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent. "Jiang Yao, there's no escape for you." Jiang Zhi's voice was remarkably clear in the silent passage.
Jiang Yao leaned against the wall in despair, her body trembling. Her eyes were filled with fear and regret, but it was too late. Jiang Zhi approached Jiang Yao step by step, her hand tightly grasping a sharp dagger, which gleamed coldly in the dim light. "Why did you do this? Why did you hurt so many innocent people?" Jiang Zhi demanded.
Jiang Yao burst into tears, her lips trembling as she spoke, "I... I'm just too jealous. I've lived in your shadow since I was a child, and I'm not willing to accept that. I want everything I want." Jiang Zhi looked at Jiang Yao, a trace of sadness welling up in her heart. She had once thought Jiang Yao was just a spoiled and willful girl, but she had never expected her jealousy to drive her so crazy and cruel.
"Your jealousy has made you lose your mind and led you down this path of no return," Jiang Zhi said, slowly raising the dagger in his hand. Jiang Yao closed her eyes, awaiting death. Just as Jiang Zhi was about to stab her, she suddenly stopped. She looked at Jiang Yao, a complex emotion welling up in her heart. Although Jiang Yao had committed an unforgivable crime, she was once a living being. Jiang Zhi didn't want to stain her hands with blood; she wanted to give Jiang Yao a chance to reform.
"Jiang Yao, I won't kill you. I hope you can spend the rest of your life reflecting on your mistakes and rediscovering your humanity." Jiang Zhi said, lowering the dagger. Jiang Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhi in disbelief. "You... why didn't you kill me?" she asked. "Because I believe everyone has the potential to reform. I hope you can cherish this opportunity." Jiang Zhi said, turning and leaving the passage.
Jiang Yao watched Jiang Zhi's retreating figure, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart. She knew her entire life had been distorted by jealousy. Although she had saved her life, she had lost everything. She sat silently on the ground, reflecting on her mistakes. She recalled her former self, the kind, innocent girl who had been gradually consumed by jealousy, transforming into the despised sinner she was today.
The battle finally came to an end, the mysterious organization completely destroyed, and Jiang Yao received her due punishment. Jiang Zhi, Shen Qingchen, and the others, weary and joyful, left this place rife with sin and darkness. They knew the road ahead was long, but they were no longer afraid. They believed that as long as they held justice and love in their hearts, they would overcome all difficulties.
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