Chapter 133 The Cat 400 Years Ago 3
Everyone was speechless for a moment, but someone still whispered, "Immortal Lord Fu Yu naturally didn't want to end up like this... If you hadn't stopped it back then, things wouldn't have developed into the current situation at all."
"I will bring him back!" Mo Zhiyuan interrupted him firmly.
"I'll watch over him, he'll be fine!"
Zhou Xuanyi, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward and slapped Mo Zhiyuan hard.
Seeing his friend in this state, he was also extremely heartbroken: "Mo Zhiyuan, wake up and take a closer look!"
"Do you want to lock him up for life? Let him live like this, half-demon, half-human. Look at how he looks now. Is that what Qingchen wants? How can you bear it?"
Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks were red and swollen, but he just stared at the figure opposite him, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Bai Zhu was also heartbroken when she saw her child's current appearance.
The Demon Lord was very satisfied with the chaos in the Immortal Alliance at the moment. He deliberately asked Bai Qingchen to stand in front of the formation and admire the expressions on the faces of the Immortal Alliance monks.
Bai Qingchen had repeatedly sabotaged his plans, and he had long wanted to get rid of him. He had deliberately arranged the assassination and planted the magic poison just to throw the Immortal Alliance into disarray.
If Mo Zhiyuan had to bear the pain of killing his Taoist companion, he would have suffered a heart-wrenching pain. If he couldn't bear it, and let the famous Immortal Lord Fu Yu become his puppet, it would also be a humiliation to the Immortal Alliance.
"Kill! Destroy the boundary gate!" The top leaders of the Immortal Alliance finally gave the order.
The war broke out instantly.
Mo Zhiyuan rushed towards Bai Qingchen immediately, trying to wake him up, but was only met with a fierce attack.
He was tied up and was soon injured by Bai Qingchen. Seeing Bai Qingchen turning around to attack other Immortal Alliance cultivators, Mo Zhiyuan wanted to stop him, but was blocked by the Demon Lord who suddenly appeared.
"Your opponent is me." The Demon Lord grinned, and his attack came with a strong wind.
Mo Zhiyuan was entangled tightly and could only watch Bai Qingchen hurt people.
In order to prevent Bai Qingchen from causing more murders, Bai Zhu and Bai Feng joined forces and set up restrictions at all costs, temporarily trapping Bai Qingchen and slowing down his movements.
Upon seeing this, the Demon Lord snorted coldly and secretly used all his strength to activate the magic poison.
Bai Qingchen's body shook violently, his eyes flashed with blood, and he broke free from his restraints in an instant. The Master of Medicine King Valley was attacked back and spat out a mouthful of blood. Bai Feng also took several steps back, holding his chest and gasping for breath.
Seeing his father and brother injured because of him, Bai Qingchen's confused consciousness seemed to struggle violently, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his movements froze for a moment.
The Demon Lord continued to activate the magic poison, forcing him to continue killing.
Seeing this, Mo Zhiyuan desperately wanted to interrupt the Demon Lord's control.
The Demon Lord smiled sinisterly and controlled Bai Qingchen to move instantly and stand in front of him.
Mo Zhiyuan was shocked and retracted his strength, forcibly deflecting the sword's force, and the sword energy drew a deep groove on the ground.
"Haha... you just can't do it after all." The Demon Lord sneered.
"In that case, then die at the hands of the one you love most!"
The controlled Bai Qingchen, holding frost and snow, turned into a stream of light and pierced Mo Zhiyuan's heart.
Mo Zhiyuan looked at the pair of empty and bleeding eyes, his heart was dead silent, and he gave up resisting.
However, the expected sword did not arrive.
The frost and snow stopped abruptly the moment they touched his chest.
Bai Qingchen's sword-holding hand was shaking violently, and his other hand was tightly grasping his sword-holding wrist, his nails digging deep into the flesh, causing blood to flow.
He raised his head, tears and blood streaming from his eyes, filled with helplessness and pleading, and almost squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "Kill... me... kill..."
Mo Zhiyuan was struck by lightning and stared at him blankly.
It was not until this moment that he truly understood how cruel torture his stubborn protection was to Bai Qingchen.
"Ah Qing..."
Mo Zhiyuan's voice was broken.
Bai Qingchen used up the last bit of his conscious will to guide Mo Zhiyuan to hold Frost Snow, turn the tip of the sword towards himself, and push it slowly towards his heart, where the core of the magic poison was located.
The two men's hands were tightly clasped together. Perhaps it was Bai Qingchen's remaining strength, or perhaps it was the spiritual power that Mo Zhiyuan unconsciously passed on, a stream of spiritual power flowed along the sword, rushed into Bai Qingchen's heart, and fiercely shattered the magic poison that was entangled with his heart.
In the eyes of everyone in the Immortal Alliance, what they saw was Mo Zhiyuan sacrificing his own family for the sake of justice and personally stabbing the sword into the heart of Immortal Lord Fu Yu.
The moment the magic poison dissipated, the blood color in Bai Qingchen's eyes faded, he regained clarity for a moment, and his body fell backwards limply.
Mo Zhiyuan suddenly hugged his falling body, still holding the Frost Sword that pierced his lover's heart.
The body in his arms began to feel cold, and Bai Qingchen's hands dropped weakly.
"No--!!!"
Mo Zhiyuan looked up to the sky and let out a shrill and desperate howl.
The Demon Lord sensed that the magic poison was destroyed and felt bored, so he turned his attention to his boundary gate.
Below the boundary gate is a huge blood-colored formation that imprisons the last few members of the Star Constellation Black Cat Clan. The formation is frantically extracting their unique power and continuously injecting it into the boundary gate.
The boundary gate began to vibrate violently and emit bright light, as if it would open completely in the next moment.
The Demon Lord opened his arms, ready to welcome his demon army into this world.
However, one second, two seconds... Although the gate was shining brightly, it was still unable to truly open.
The Demon Lord's expression suddenly changed. He instantly appeared in front of a dying old man in the formation, grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and roared, "Old man! How dare you play tricks on me?!"
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the furious Demon Lord, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You...don't even think about...succeeding..."
Before he could finish his words, the Demon Lord suddenly exerted force, strangled his neck, and threw the body back into the formation.
The moment the corpse touched the formation, it turned into a bloody mist.
The remaining members of the Xingxiu Black Cat tribe witnessed the tragic death of their leader, with grief and anger in their eyes, but no one surrendered.
They looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of silent consensus, and began to chant ancient and obscure songs together, ignoring the absorption of the formation, and a strange energy fluctuation emanated from their bodies.
The Demon Lord was furious: "Kill them! Sacrifice their blood and souls!"
The demonic cultivators took action one after another, and the members of the Xingxiu Black Cat tribe fell one by one, turning into blood mist and merging into the formation.
However, until the last Star Constellation Black Cat stopped breathing, the boundary gate was still just rumbling and vibrating, and had not actually opened.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" The Demon Lord was almost crazy.
"All the Starry Night Cats are here, the spatial laws are sufficient! Why can't it be opened! Why!"
The members of the Immortal Alliance were almost in despair, but seeing this scene, they immediately rekindled their fighting spirit.
"The boundary gate hasn't opened, the Demon Lord's plan has failed! Everyone, charge forward! Destroy the boundary gate!"
Shouts rang out one after another as the Immortal Alliance monks launched a counterattack against the Demon Lord.
On the other side, Bai Qingchen, whose life was passing away rapidly, seemed to have his soul gently supported by many pairs of warm and transparent hands.
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