A sea of white bones, countless skeletons surged towards Mo Xuan like a burst dam, the undead creatures of the entire Netherworld attacking him relentlessly. Mo Xuan's body was engulfed in Phoenix True Fire as he continuously drew his bow, arrows bursting forth like meteors, but the power of death, darkness, slaughter, and other negative forces here were simply too terrifying.
The sheer number of those dead creatures was terrifying. He was completely engulfed, and even after transforming into his true phoenix form, his hundreds of thousands of feet long phoenix form was instantly submerged and vanished without a trace by the sea of skeletons and undead.
The undead creatures devoured his body frantically. He screamed and roared, killing one wave after another, but soon his massive body was covered by even more undead creatures. He died in rage, and was resurrected in rage. In dozens of breaths, he repeated life and death hundreds of times.
Standing beside Xu Fengzhi's projection, A Yao felt a pang of sympathy for Mo Xuan's miserable state. She had witnessed the horrors of Lou Munan's Netherworld more than once, but this was the first time she knew what it felt like to use the Netherworld to deal with enemies.
Seeing Mo Xuan scream in agony was incredibly satisfying.
“Strip him of his ancestral armor,” A Yao said to Xu Feng in the projection.
As Xu Fengzhi projected his hand, countless tiny red spiritual threads shot out from his hand. He had truly stripped Mo Xuan's ancestral armor. This act of tearing the ancestral armor from Mo Xuan's primordial spirit was no less than being slowly sliced to death, and Mo Xuan was unable to resist at this moment.
Although his Nirvana power was not yet exhausted, he was powerless against Xu Fengzhi's projection. After his ancestral armor was stripped off, he was worn down and died.
After being killed thousands of times, the power of Nirvana was exhausted, and the Nirvana Bead was shattered by A Yao's punch.
He and Feng Qing were lovers, and they shared a very deep connection. Feng Qing sensed his death at the moment it occurred.
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In the world ablaze with golden flames, Feng Qing's expression changed:
“Mo Xuan…”
She sensed Mo Xuan's death and immediately created an opening. In a battle between Immortal Emperors, any small opening is fatal, and Feng Wu certainly wouldn't let such an opening slip by. Thus, Feng Qing took a solid blow from Feng Wu and fell from the sky.
Bang!
The whole world shook, and a huge crater was smashed into the ground. Feng Qing stood up, and cracks appeared on her body. She coughed up blood, and her whole body seemed to be about to split apart at any moment. She looked up at Feng Wu in the sky.
Her eyes were filled with hatred, a deep hatred that seemed to overflow from her eyes.
Holding a sword, Feng Wu's long hair flew in the heat as she looked down at her younger sister, the one she had once loved and doted on.
"I've always wanted to ask you one question: Why did you hurt me?"
She even felt that she loved her younger sister Feng Qing more than her deceased husband and parents, but she betrayed her. When she was at her weakest, she did not hesitate to plot against her and wanted to make her disappear into nothingness forever.
Upon hearing this question, Feng Qing laughed: "Hahahahahahahaha..."
Feng Qing's laughter was extremely grating to Feng Wu's ears. Feng Wu coldly asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Why? You actually ask me why?" Feng Qing straightened up, looked at Feng Wu, her expression twisted. "In terms of beauty and talent, how am I inferior to you? Even in terms of strength, you are only slightly stronger than me because you were born 100,000 years earlier than me."
"Why? Why is everyone only seeing you? Everyone's eyes are on you, and I can only be your foil."
"You are the person my father and mother love the most, you are the elders and important officials in the clan, you are the person everyone admires and respects, and when people outside talk about the princess of the Phoenix Clan, they always talk about you. Why? Why should I always be subordinate to you?"
Feng Qing spoke in a hoarse voice, as if she had wanted to say these words for a long time.
"You want to kill me for this reason? From childhood to adulthood, what have I ever done to wrong you? I've tried my best to give you whatever you wanted. Whenever you got into trouble, I always covered it up for you behind Father and Mother's back. Just because I stole your thunder, you want to kill me?"
"I love you so much, I even think I love you more than my father and mother, more than Yun Yin, more than anyone else in this world. I thought you felt the same way, but you want to kill me just because I stole your thunder? Don't you have any conscience?"
Feng Wu also became agitated, her voice filled with grief and indignation.
"Love me? Hahahaha... That's hilarious. If you really loved me, why did you take everything away from me? You stole my father and mother's favor, you took away the throne I wanted, your disciple killed the man I loved most, and you still dare to say you love me?"
"You're nice to me only so that everyone will think you're a good older sister, so that Father and Mother can feel at ease making you the young emperor, and so that everyone will willingly submit to you."
"If you truly loved me, you wouldn't dare stand in my way. If you truly loved me, you should die. You've always tried to fulfill my every wish. I wanted the throne, why wouldn't you give it to me? I wanted you to disappear from this world, why don't you just die now?"
Feng Qing roared at Feng Wu, her beautiful face contorted with hatred.
Feng Wu looked at Feng Qing, her heart aching. She had thought that her heart would stop hurting two million years ago, and that she had no feelings for Feng Qing at that time. But hearing her say such heartless and selfish words, she still felt heartbroken.
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