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Anyone stronger than her in this world would only be a nuisance.
"If you stop now, I can leave your body intact. Helping a villain like Wei Zhegu will only lead to a miserable end." Zhu Ming's hand had already touched the Falling Mountain Sword, but he still pretended to be a saint and persuaded him.
Xu Xing knew what she was doing, but he didn't stop her. He let her pull out the Falling Mountain and gently touched his back. His milky white sword appeared in his hand.
The Falling Mountain Sword is a divine sword. Unless this guy has supernatural powers, he will surely die as long as Zhu Ming uses all his strength.
It’s just a pity that such cultivation is wasted. Just like Lin Xian back then, it will become the nourishment for her formation.
Zhu Ming sneered and unsheathed her Zhuishan sword, instantly illuminating the entire chamber with its radiant light. The sword's aura was so fierce it seemed to condense all her strength, determined to bring Xu Xing to his death. Li Zhaoyue, hiding outside the chamber, was also affected, unable to control herself and spitting blood.
At this moment, something unexpected happened. Xu Xing's milky white sword actually absorbed Zhu Ming's sword energy. He swung his sword back, carrying both his own and Zhu Ming's sword energy with him.
Bang!
Zhuishan was actually blown away, and Zhu Ming was pushed against the rock wall by the sword energy and was seriously injured.
Blood dripped from her wrist. Zhu Ming was in a daze and looked at Xu Xing with half-open eyes.
"Do you remember this?" Xu Xing asked with a smile, lifting his sleeve and pointing at the lotus mark on it. Some vague memories came to mind. Zhu Ming remembered that this mark was on the children back then.
"Those kids are all dead, I'm sure they're all dead!" She struggled to get up from the ground.
"They are indeed dead, otherwise I wouldn't show up."
"What do you mean?" Zhu Ming's bloodstained fingers moved slightly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
"Have you heard of the art of resurrection, Sword Fairy?" Xu Xing, sword in hand, inched closer to her. "The caster offers a sacrifice of □□, inviting an evil spirit to possess the body. The price is eternal suffering from the burning of the soul."
"I am the evil spirit this body has invited to kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Ming suddenly shouted: "The ghost tribe is all deceiving, don't try to scare me with this!"
This was the first time Xu Xing had seen her so frightened. He chuckled, "Back when you and Wei Zhegu came up with the idea of using sacrifice to prevent the Floating Island from falling, you should have anticipated the current situation."
"Everything in this world is nothing more than exchange. How can there be any benefit that is gained for free?"
Zhu Ming forced himself to calm down, looked directly into Xu Xing's eyes and said, "You must have been deceived by Wei Zhegu's words. My original intention was to save the floating island, and my intention was good!"
"At that time, we were completely focused on perfecting the floating island formation. However, the spirits were causing chaos and refused to be destroyed. As the leaders of the human world, we had to find a way to solve the problem once and for all."
"But the Floating Island is sinking, did you know? We've spent so many years researching to stabilize the formation, but we've discovered another, even more despairing fact: the Floating Island will one day merge with the lower realm! By then, even if we make the formation indestructible, the human race will surely be destroyed by the spirits!"
Zhu Ming looked excited and his eyes were hazy, as if he was lost in a painful memory.
"But the method you came up with is to harm people." Xu Xing said lightly.
"It's not about harming people!" Zhu Ming growled. "Those who sacrifice themselves for this will benefit the entire human race. Just a few, a few dozen deaths can save the entire floating island and the entire human race."
"He and I can save everyone, right?" She looked at him, a deep madness flashing in her eyes. Blood was still flowing from her wrist, but she seemed completely oblivious to the pain. She waved her injured hand, pointing at the formation on the floor in the center of the chamber.
"This time is different from last time. Last time, the formation only slowed down the descent. This time, as long as Li Zhaoyue is sacrificed, the entire floating island will stop sinking. Everyone, no one needs to worry anymore!"
A slight sting passed through Li Zhaoyue's heart. It was like something had broken in half, silently disappearing into the vortex of emotions. Her hands at her side clenched into fists, trembling with anger.
In fact, she should have collapsed, screamed, grabbed Zhu Ming's collar, and asked her why she had lied to her for so many years? Zhu Ming always told her that she didn't need to suffer, didn't need to fight hard, because her master was protecting her from behind.
"You don't have to do anything, Master will always stand behind you."
It turned out that these were all strategies to prevent her from having the power to resist.
All that indulgence, that care, was like poison laced with honey. His goal was to train her into a useless hedonist, and then trick her into becoming a sacrifice once the formation was ready.
She should actually be extremely angry and disappointed, wishing she could eat her flesh and drink her blood. But why did sadness come to her first?
She is so sad.
Li Zhaoyue's eyes were red as she watched Zhu Ming eagerly prove to Xu Xing the formation she had carefully studied, and watched her tell him all the plans she had made over the years.
"Sacrifice can indeed slow down the Floating Island's descent, but only children born on April 18th, the Day of the God's Coming, can completely prevent its fall. We found two, one is Lin Xian and the other is Li Zhaoyue."
"Facts have proven that Lin Xian's death delayed the fall for more than ten years. But Li Zhaoyue is different. Her blood can slow down the fall. If I sacrifice her, the problems that have troubled me all my life will be solved, and the human race will survive forever!"
"Every month I take a drop of blood from her brow to improve the formation. I am absolutely certain that she is the answer to all disasters."
"Have you ever treated her wholeheartedly?" Xu Xing suddenly spoke.
Zhu Ming was stunned for a moment, the enthusiasm on his face cooled down because of these words. After a while, he smiled and said, "Of course."
Li Zhaoyue's eyes widened.
"Of course I need to be sincere to her so that she will obediently become my sacrifice and become the savior I created."
The blood flowing in her body was screaming, and Li Zhaoyue's fingertips were deeply embedded in the sharp rock wall. Tears were about to flow out, but she forced them back.
The man who had caused the tragedy between her and her senior sister was still talking about what love was. Li Zhaoyue felt a strange warmth burning throughout her body. The compass on her waist suddenly glowed strangely, and an endless stream of power surged from her heart.
"My mission is just to kill you." Xu Xing said.
Zhu Ming's strength was exhausted. He half-opened his eyes and laughed at himself: "I never thought that after half a lifetime of adventuring, I would fall into the hands of a kid like you."
"And me."
A deep male voice suddenly rang out, and a man in black slowly descended into the center of the formation. It was Wei Zhegu. He seemed even more haggard than before, his complexion sallow. But his eyes were still as bright as ever.
When Zhu Ming saw that it was him, he suddenly relaxed all his strength and laughed a few times.
"What are you laughing at?" Wei Zhegu walked closer and frowned.
"I laugh at you because you still can't beat me. You can only use such despicable means to take my life." Zhu Ming glanced at him sideways.
Wei Zhegu said nothing and handed the black object in his hand to Xu Xing: "This is the last piece of divine bone you want." Xu Xing nodded and stepped aside.
"What do you mean? What is your relationship?" Zhu Ming narrowed his eyes and asked loudly.
Wei Zhegu glanced at her hair wrapped in a white headband and her blood-stained Taoist robe, and smiled bitterly: "You haven't changed."
“Answer my question!”
Wei Zhegu looked at her with pity and said softly, "He is my apprentice. His purpose in coming to Yiziyuan is to expose you and restore my innocence."
His chest seemed to be filled with cold ice spikes, and his limbs could not move. Li Zhaoyue felt an inextricable suffocation and fell to the ground with a thud.
The sound attracted the attention of the people inside. Xu Xing jumped out with a sword in hand, pointed the cold tip of the sword at her nose, and asked coldly, "Who?"
There was a long silence. Li Zhaoyue saw the tip of the sword tremble, followed by his distorted murmur: "Ayue?"
Why are they all lying to me? Master too, Xu Xing too. My heart felt like it was being entangled by a poisonous snake. The more I struggled, the more uncomfortable I felt. The more I thought about it, the more painful it became.
Li Zhaoyue raised her head almost numbly, and after seeing Xu Xing's face suddenly change color, she forced an ugly smile: "It's me."
Xu Xing tried to pull her up, but was brushed away. Seeing Li Zhaoyue about to go into the secret room, he hurriedly stopped her.
"It's very dangerous inside, don't go in..."
Zhu Ming, who was still in the secret room, heard Li Zhaoyue's voice. His eyes rolled and he suddenly exerted force, slapped the defenseless Wei Zhegu away, and flew out of the secret room using his lightness skills.
God is helping me, she thought. All this formation needed was Li Zhaoyue to function. Unexpectedly, Xu Xing's sudden change disrupted her plans. But now Li Zhaoyue had come to her, making it a no-brainer!
From behind him came the sound of something breaking through the air, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure. Almost instantly, Li Zhaoyue's body went limp, and the compass on his waist emitted a powerful light, sucking Zhu Ming towards him.
When Zhu Ming saw Li Zhaoyue, his face turned red and he laughed and was about to grab her arm.
Puff——
It was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh. The world suddenly turned red. Li Zhaoyue looked up in confusion and found that Zhu Ming's expression was gradually becoming empty. The hand holding her arm slowly softened.
Zhu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly grabbed the sharp weapon that pierced her body, Xu Xing's sword.
"You..." She had barely uttered a single word when the sword thrust further inward. Xu Xing's eyes were colder than ever, his usual gentleness vanishing without a trace.
Li Zhaoyue could only see endless coldness.
Something landed on her cheek, warm, then cold. She slowly closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
With his chin forcibly lifted by a pair of hands, Li Zhaoyue stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of him, a chill running deep in his bones.
"Ayue, you shouldn't be here."
It's strange. It's obviously the same person, but now he seems so strange and terrifying.
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