It's not like the youth travel (8)
At this point, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Li Zhaoyue smiled and shrugged: "So I came to take back what belongs to me."
After listening to this, Xie Feng didn't speak for a long time. Yue Jinhuan silently moved closer to her.
Under the dim candlelight, Xu Xing looked at the girl who pretended to be optimistic with a gloomy gaze, and waves of sadness and guilt surged in his heart.
He was so stupid that he actually wanted to make up for what Li Zhaoyue had lost with the power of just a few people.
It's simply overestimating one's own abilities.
Li Zhaoyue sensed his emotions, tilted her head and smiled at him, her eyes rekindled with the vitality they had when they first met. "But you still helped me a lot. You helped me regain my memory and made me understand what I should do."
After saying this, she raised her right hand and drew a circle towards the dark sky: "I am simply restoring the world as it should have been many years ago."
"Back then, there weren't these immortal cultivation tricks. Even a simple mouse could bring about the destruction of the human race." A flash of white light escaped from her finger, and wailing erupted all around. The darkness was shattered by a burst of intense light, only to be covered again by a rich blood-red hue.
A white halo gradually formed around Li Zhaoyue. As Xie Feng flew into the air, he noticed tiny droplets of blood gradually appearing in the air, even on his body. As the droplets grew, the power in his body became increasingly scarce. Only then did he fully digest everything Li Zhaoyue had said.
He slowly landed on the ground and walked slowly towards Li Zhaoyue who was concentrating on absorbing power.
Xu Xing supported his weak body and stood in front of her, his light brown eyes fixed on Xie Feng, fearing that he would do something bad to Li Zhaoyue.
"I have no ill intentions." Xie Feng said.
Xu Xing laughed sarcastically: "Those who hurt her in the past all said so."
Even he himself once thought so.
Xie Feng sighed, drew out the Meteor Sword, and slashed his arm fiercely. Blood flowed down, and the strong smell of blood made Li Zhaoyue stunned.
"Afeng..." She looked at him in astonishment.
"I believe what you said. I have your blood in my body, and now I want to return it to its rightful owner." Xie Feng smiled bitterly and stretched out his severed arm in front of her.
"Although it feels a little late, I want to apologize to you for my greedy ancestors." He lowered his head, his voice bitter. Li Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's okay, none of this matters anymore."
"Once I take back my power, everything will be over."
Hearing this, Xu Xing's calm expression immediately collapsed, and he asked anxiously, "What does this mean?"
Li Zhaoyue didn't answer. Instead, she drew her First Sun Sword and flew into the sky. Her goose-yellow dress fluttered in the strong wind, and her jet-black hair formed chaotic arcs.
She stretched out her left hand and grabbed it hard. The space suddenly twisted, and Feng Ran, He Kongzhi, Lou Daoyan, and He Shuyu all appeared and fell from a high altitude.
A spirit fell out of He Shuyu's body. She had the same appearance, figure, and voice as Li Zhaoyue.
Her laughter was filled with malice: "Li Zhaoyue, you are really capable."
The spirit body continuously exuded black energy, attracting large numbers of spirits from afar. They were of the same origin, all from the dark side of Li Zhaoyue, but they were also enemies.
Things that are too similar will also attract each other. For example, she, the spirit, is a rare and delicious meal. During the hundreds of years that Li Zhaoyue was asleep, she tried to play with the fate of living beings through the Tree of Destiny and gave the magic weapon that Li Zhaoyue used in his lifetime to mortals, hoping to suppress Li Zhaoyue's rebirth with resentment.
But she failed, and failed repeatedly. What made her even more unhappy was that although they were the dark side of Li Zhaoyue, that group of spirits only knew how to take revenge on humans and kill humans. They even created a mortal system among themselves, selected a leader, and protected Li Zhaoyue, making it impossible for her to find his trace.
And those damn bugs can't be killed no matter what.
"What? You caught me this time, and now what?" She showed a cruel smile, "Still like before, seal me? Try to kill me?"
"Or," she rolled her eyes and looked at Xu Xing on the ground, "will you be killed by the person you value most again?"
If it were the Li Zhaoyue of the past, she would still feel angry, but she has always been indifferent to life and death, and having experienced so much pain, she has been able to face the past calmly.
Li Zhaoyue looked at the face that looked exactly like his own with a cold smile, "Your birth ultimately stems from me."
"The angrier and sadder I am, the stronger you become."
The spirit's smug smile gradually turned to fear.
"I don't need to kill you or seal you, you will disappear on your own." Li Zhaoyue pinched her neck and turned the First Sun Sword with his other hand. A fierce light passed through the spirit's body.
She screamed in terror and struggled, but to no avail. The light came from the horizon, which had long been closed to the human world. The blood droplets in the air became fewer and fewer, until finally, they were all absorbed by Li Zhaoyue.
He Kongzhi had already lost his cultivation, but he endured the unprecedented stiffness in his body, stood up shakily, and looked at the divine light emerging from the sky with a very obsessed look.
"It's God! It's God!" His eyes were irritated by the strong light and tears came out. His raised hand was burned, but he still kept leaning forward, staring at the miracle he had been pursuing all his life.
Without the ability to cultivate immortality, mortals simply couldn't survive under the divine light. He Kongzhi just stood there, pausing for breath. Huashang Guanxue was a little smarter, hiding behind the rockery to watch. Suddenly, his body froze, and he saw the sealed book full of rare talismans surrounding Li Zhaoyue.
His eyes widened, and he fell out with a thud, looking at the light greedily, completely forgetting that he had lost his cultivation, and screamed to grab the talismans.
He was originally the Hua family's most humble disciple, with the lowest cultivation level. By chance, he served the seriously ill Master Hua and snatched a divine artifact from him. From then on, he rose to become one of the four great elders of the Floating Island, and his status, wealth, power, and cultivation all surged.
"The Sealed Book. The Sealed Book!" His eyes were unfocused, he was laughing crazily, he stumbled towards the light, and eventually turned into ashes.
He Shuyu and Xie Feng sat behind the rockery, silent. Yue Jinhuan and Xu Xing, imbued with Li Zhaoyue's power, weren't afraid of the light at all, but they still went behind the rockery.
Xu Xing glanced at the two of them calmly and said with pity, "This is just the beginning. Soon, the human race will pay the price for killing the gods."
When being possessed, He Shuyu accidentally obtained the man's memory and roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter. A rare look of confusion appeared on his calm face.
"It's hard to imagine that the unbreakable faith that supported me was actually false."
The pursuit of power was fake, the protection of the floating island was fake, and even the resistance against the spirits was fake. He Shuyu suddenly felt that the first half of his life had been muddled, and the anger in his heart eventually turned into a dense melancholy.
Xie Feng stared blankly at the sky and asked, "What will happen next?"
"The human race will no longer be able to practice, the floating island will no longer exist, and the spirits will become your natural enemies until that person disappears." Xu Xing said, and at the same time secretly made up his mind and took out the sword that he had been carrying on his back.
Yue Jinhuan had been secretly observing his actions. Seeing this, he asked warily, "What are you going to do? Are you going to commit suicide again? Li Zhaoyue worked so hard to rescue you."
"No." Xu Xing left only this sentence and flew into the sky. At the same time, he stretched out his long arm to block the sword that was attacking Li Zhaoyue from behind.
The light stopped immediately, and Li Zhaoyue turned around and looked at the person coming from the distance.
It was the wounded Xue Fuqing, holding the unconscious Lou Guan in her arms. A drop of blood escaped from her brow. Li Zhaoyue felt the last bit of strength return to her body. When she looked up at Xue Fuqing again, she had already fallen from a great height.
He Shuyu came out and caught her.
Xue Fuqing's skin was completely devoid of any healthy flesh, her clothes were stuck to her flesh, and she was bleeding profusely. With a pale face, she propped herself up and sat up, looking at Li Zhaoyue, who was slowly descending from the sky and walking towards her.
Nourished by the power, Li Zhaoyue was a completely different person. His eyes lost their youthfulness and became more unpredictable. He Shuyu pulled Lou Guan out of Xue Fuqing's arms and stood in front of the two of them. "What are you going to do?"
Before Li Zhaoyue could say anything, Xue Fuqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She barely opened her eyes, only to find herself surrounded by people she knew. In her hazy memory, she had led Lou Guan out from the spirit army and, on instinct, had come this way. As her last bit of strength faded, she flung her weapon away.
Blood began to gush out of his chest uncontrollably. Xue Fuqing spat out blood in agony. Facing Li Zhaoyue's indifferent expression, he spoke intermittently, "I...I...no, it was the Yiziyuan that was besieged by spirits, and we...escaped..."
"Stop talking," Lou Guan said weakly, pointing at Li Zhaoyue. "Can't you tell who caused all this?"
"Is... it you?" Xue Fuqing stared at Li Zhaoyue in disbelief.
Li Zhaoyue put away the First Sun Sword and glanced at her between the eyebrows: "You won't live much longer. Don't let the truth come to light, or you'll die unwillingly."
She didn't know what was wrong with her. Ever since she gained her memories and power, hatred had been gnawing at her heart, making her forget the good things she had experienced in the mortal world and become cold and indifferent.
But beneath this indifference, there is a bit of reluctance.
Li Zhaoyue said sympathetically, "I have taken back my blood. Although you will not be able to practice Taoism in the future, you will still be alive."
Those who were greedy had already died under that white light.
He Shuyu took advantage of the time when Li Zhaoyue was talking and thinking to tell Xue Fuqing everything. She was stunned at first, and then fell into a long silence.
When the first rays of morning light appeared on the horizon, she spat out the remaining blood in her body and tilted her head dejectedly.
"Feng Shui... turns out... to be a complete scam..." Her pupils were dilated, and she tried hard to see the rosy glow clearly, but she could only see blurry spots of color.
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