Chapter 62: Killing the four emotions like a knife, breaking the heart
Ji Lingche stared blankly at the tower collapsing layer by layer. The falling fragments crashed to the ground with a loud bang. For a moment, the earth shook, as if Kunlun Mountain was cracking and Tianshan Mountain was collapsing before his eyes.
The thick clouds almost covered all the light in the sky. The sky was so low that it seemed to be falling down, making it hard to breathe.
She watched helplessly as demons howled and rushed out from the abyss. Their number was so large that it was outrageous. They covered the sky and the earth like a swarm of locusts. These demons actually rushed in one direction. She followed the direction of the demons and saw that beyond the mountains, they were heading straight for Shangjing.
Everything seemed like a horrible nightmare.
She seemed to have suddenly woken up as if realizing something, and pointed at the tower and said, "Qu Wuji!"
"Go to the Demon Suppression Tower. Even if the tower collapses, the formation may not be destroyed—"
The Demon-Suppressing Tower served as the core of the entire sealing formation. Now that the tower has collapsed, the formation has suffered a huge impact, causing demons to scatter, but the demon-locking formation may not be completely destroyed. The core of the formation must be rebuilt to prevent the demons from spreading further.
Seeing those demons swarming towards Shangjing, Ji Lingche whistled under his tongue and was about to summon something buried underground in Shangjing City, but suddenly he saw Qu Wuji waving his hand, and a golden light shot out from his fingertips, splashing into the distance, and then turned into a huge golden barrier that descended, covering the entire Shangjing with a buzzing sound!
The golden shield shone with spiritual light, protecting the entire Shangjingdu. The demons that had already rushed to Shangjing bumped into the spirit-suppressing barrier before they could enter the city. They howled and burned at the slightest touch, and were burned to ashes in an instant!
God-suppressing Seal...
Ji Lingche turned to look at him in astonishment: "Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
This kind of barrier that burns one's lifespan can only be cast by cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage. Once cast, it will cause great damage to the soul. If the seal is on the person, the person will die if the seal is destroyed. It will not be cast easily except at an extremely critical moment.
The last time she saw this kind of seal was when Ye Qingchen cast it in Ping'an Temple.
Just as she was about to say something, Qu Wuji suddenly raised his finger and placed it on her lips, stopping her from speaking. He looked at her with his light-colored eyes and said, "Shangjing is your hard work. I can't just watch it be destroyed."
He extended his hand to her and said, "Besides, you and I will advance and retreat together—"
Ji Lingche was stunned and suddenly remembered what she said to him in the waters of Fengdu Ghost City.
She looked up at his bloodshot eyes, her heart aching. She reached out her hand, interlocked her fingers with his, and said, "It doesn't matter whether I live or die."
You and I will advance and retreat together, regardless of life or death.
She only felt that his hands were cold, thin and cold, and he clenched them so tightly that it almost hurt her hands.
She suddenly said, "Why are you so thin..."
Qu Wuji said nothing, pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and whispered, "Do you feel sorry for me?"
He didn't expect to hear any answer, so he said, "Let's go."
A white light suddenly appeared, wrapping up the two of them, and the distance shrank by a thousand miles in an instant. When they opened their eyes again, they had appeared near the collapsed Demon-Suppressing Tower.
I saw that the majestic tower had turned into a pile of ruins, even the foundation deeply embedded in the soil was carried out and turned over for miles!
And at the place where the tower's original foundation was, a huge circular hole suddenly appeared, with a diameter of several miles. Scarlet blood surged in the hole, as if magma was boiling. Just looking at it made one feel suffocated by the evil pressure.
The opening was obviously a part of the Abyss of Eternal Ashes, and was very close to the Demon Lord. Being here, his sea of consciousness could not help but ache, and it was obvious that he was affected by the burning building.
Countless demons rushed out one after another. Qu Wu Ji chopped the demons that rushed towards the two of them into blood foam with a sword, but those demons kept coming and could not be killed. He was seriously injured in the Nightmare Realm and had just been hit by the God-Suppressing Seal. At this moment, he was at the end of his strength. His sword touched the ground and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Ji Lingche looked at the ruins and suddenly felt suffocated. His hands couldn't stop shaking slightly. He thought in his heart that all his years of hard work had been destroyed in an instant.
It seems as if all the efforts over the years have been in vain and nothing can be changed.
However, this kind of depression disappeared in just an instant. She quickly formed a seal and then pointed it at the crack in the abyss. Sure enough, she heard the clear cry of the sword spirit, and the demons that were trying to climb out of the pit fell back to the bottom of the pit again.
Sure enough, this place was very close to the Demon Lord, so close that she could already summon the Crow Feather Sword.
She put her fingers together in front of her chest, curled the corners of her mouth coldly, and mobilized the spiritual power of the Crow Feather Sword inch by inch. The Crow Feather Sword suddenly trembled, and the sword intent burst out again. Ji Lingche coughed up a mouthful of blood and forcibly sealed the cave entrance for a moment.
But in the next moment, a strong resistance was pulling against her. Her sea of consciousness was buzzing, and she could only hear intermittent sinister laughter echoing in her sea of consciousness, which gave her goose bumps.
Somehow, Ji Lingche felt that the evil pressure here was even greater than that in the Abyss of Endless Ashes. Her soul trembled, and her entire arm almost broke. The pain in her sea of consciousness drove her crazy. Finally, she could no longer hold on. She heard the sword spirit wail, and was suppressed by the evil pressure of the Demon Lord, and her spiritual power dimmed.
She felt like a string stretched too tight, snapping. Her mind suddenly went blank. For a moment, it was as if her soul had left her body, swept away by the evil pressure of the abyss. She fell limply backward. This moment seemed extremely long, as if it lasted as long as the universe...
She didn't know how long it had been before she felt something dripping onto her face, wet and sticky, running down her neck into her collar.
...It’s raining again?
She finally felt her soul gradually returning to her body. She felt her breathing was heavy and her whole body was aching. She slowly opened her eyes.
But she didn't see the rain, she only saw a man's sharp jaw, with blood flowing down his face, almost in a line, falling on her face drop by drop.
He knelt on the ground, holding her in his arms, holding her tightly in his left hand, and leaning on the ground with his right hand holding the sword, the tip of the sword deeply embedded in the ground, the veins on his hand bulging, almost turning him into a bloody man.
A green barrier barely covered the two of them. They saw demons running outside, constantly crashing into the barrier. The opening of the abyss was getting bigger and bigger, and the number of demons was much greater than before, almost as if all the demons in the Abyss of Eternal Ashes had poured out.
She lay in his arms, seeing that his head and face were covered in blood, and he was seriously injured. She stared at him in shock and said, "How did you get into this state?"
He listened to her talk and just noticed that she was awake. He lowered his eyes to look at her and said softly, "I'm sorry, the seal has completely broken. It's my fault for not keeping it..."
She looked at him and smiled faintly. She slowly raised her hand and gently wiped the blood off his cheek. She said softly, "Silly boy, who asked you this?"
"I said, how did you get yourself into this state?"
Qu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he held her hand that was resting lightly on his face and smiled miserably: "I must be dying, I'm actually hallucinating."
"I can hold you in my arms before I die, and I'd be happy even if I became a ghost—"
Before he could finish, Ji Lingche suddenly covered his mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I didn't kill you, how dare you die?"
Qu Wuji laughed. Because of the wound on his head, blood flowed down from the corner of his eye, and the red on his porcelain-white skin was glaring, adding a bit of ghostliness. Although he was smiling, his expression was sad and mixed with paranoia. He stared at her without saying a word, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his mind forever.
He lowered his eyes and suddenly said, "Alan, I really love you."
"I don't ask you to love me, I just ask you to remember me..."
When she heard him suddenly say this, she was stunned for a moment, feeling that this sentence was a little subtle and abrupt. She frowned and was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.
She seemed to understand something suddenly, and turned her head in surprise, only to see that Qu Wuji's Qinghun Sword, which was stuck on the ground, suddenly emitted a green light, and then exploded. The whole world seemed to suddenly brighten for a moment, as if everything in the world was shrouded in this white light!
It turned out that the sword spirit of the magic sword exploded by itself.
It turns out that Qu Wu Ji wanted to self-destruct his sword spirit to reshape the broken seal.
The divine sword exploded with a force no less powerful than the self-ignition of a Mahayana cultivator's golden elixir, but since the natal sword was broken, the sword's owner would bear the brunt of the damage and suffer extreme backlash, with almost certain death.
Ji Lingche was stunned for a moment and almost yelled: "Are you crazy, Qu Wuji, you——"
She struggled violently, trying to break free from his embrace, to grab the sword and stop the sword spirit from self-destructing, but the man held her tightly in his arms with one hand.
Qu Wu Ji held the exploding sword in one hand, pinched her chin with the other, and bit it hard.
It was almost like he was gnawing at her bones and marrow, and no matter how she struggled, he remained unmoved.
Ji Lingche was almost suffocated by his kiss. She watched from the corner of her eye the light from the divine sword gradually dim, and her heart sank inch by inch along with the sword light.
The sword spirit's self-destruction was a foregone conclusion, and she was imprisoned in his arms and kissed so violently that she felt so painful that she could hardly breathe. She stopped struggling and just let him kiss her. She closed her eyes for a long time, and a tear silently slid down the corner of her eye.
When the light of the divine sword completely dimmed, he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Alan, you hate me, right?"
Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Qu Wuji's hand suddenly exploded with a buzzing sound, almost shaking the earth. The sword spirit exploded right beside her ear, and Ji Lingche became deaf instantly. She lost consciousness all at once, her sea of consciousness was in great pain, and she could see nothing but white.
But she vaguely felt something blocking her way, holding her tightly in its arms.
After an unknown amount of time, the severe pain in her sea of consciousness turned into a sharp buzzing in her ears, and her vision gradually recovered. She lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and was in a trance for a moment, unable to believe what had just happened.
It's all an illusion, right?
She tilted her head and saw the corpses of countless demons all around her, with broken limbs scattered all over the mountains and plains, without a single survivor.
I saw that the huge mouth of the abyss was actually sealed tightly by a green barrier, and the broken parts of the entire sealing formation had been repaired.
She stared at it all blankly, as if all her troubles had been solved.
But suddenly her hair stood on end, and she slowly turned her head. A man fell to the ground, blood was flowing from his limbs. There was no white spot on his white clothes, and the bright red made her eyes sore.
She crawled forward on her knees and came to the man, only to see that his face was covered in blood.
She was at a loss as to what to do as she used her sleeves to wipe the blood off his face, as if if she wiped the blood away he would not be injured. But her sleeves were already soaked with blood, how could she wipe them clean?
She rubbed blood all over his face, just like mixing mud. It was all over his face, and his originally fair face looked like it was covered with blood.
She had never felt so desperate, so sad, her heart was like a knife, tears rolled out of her eyes, big drops fell down, but she didn't realize that she was crying, she just stared at his face without blinking, almost unable to breathe.
Tears fell down one by one, landing on his face, washing away the blood on his face.
She hugged him, closed her eyes, and suddenly wanted to let out a long cry, but she seemed to be mute and could not make any sound.
She knelt on the ground and hugged him. After a long while, she whispered, "Why do you treat me like this, Qu Wuji..."
"Even if you want to take me with you to die, why are you doing this? Are you taking revenge on me..."
“…I hate you so much.”
"I really hate you."
"If you never wake up again, I will never forgive you."
She wanted him to wake up, she didn't want to watch his breath gradually fade away, she didn't want to watch him die in her arms.
Ji Lingche thought to herself that she must take him away, and she would bring him back to life no matter what means she used.
She wanted to pick him up, but he was too heavy, like a piece of iron, cold and heavy.
Her hands were shaking and she couldn't hold him. The wound in her abdomen caused by the nightmare began to hurt so much that she could hardly stand up.
Just as she managed to lift him up a little, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a thud.
The wound on her Dantian was becoming more and more painful, with cold sweat pouring down her forehead. She thought that the damage caused by the nightmare demon could not be erased even if she escaped from the nightmare realm. The more she was distracted by him, the worse the wound became. She knew that she had to let go of all these distracting thoughts, otherwise she would die in pain, but she couldn't do it no matter what.
She actually felt an unconcealable helplessness, an emotion she had never experienced before. She hugged him and cried, "Qu Wuji, what should I do..."
"What can I do if you do this?"
"Wake up quickly and tell me what I should do..."
The sky finally cleared up, the wind blew away the clouds, and rays of sunlight came down, shining golden sunlight on the two bloody men.
The blood on the ground was reflected in a colorful way.
Ji Lingche suddenly wanted to cry loudly, but no sound came out. He just felt his heart pounding.
Only today did she realize that love is like a knife, cutting through people's hearts.
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