Chapter 73 A Tremendous Change in the Mountains (Part 2)
Lin Jingyu finally spoke: "That time, Martial Uncle did indeed intend to die. But it wasn't Qin Wuyan who killed him, it was Xie Qingqiu. Although her sword pierced through his chest, it wasn't fatal. It was just that the sword was tainted with demonic energy, which completely corrupted Martial Uncle's malevolent aura. Not only did he not die, but he could also increase his power by absorbing souls. The reason why many disciples in the sect suffered from soul loss was also because of Martial Uncle. He was too powerful; none of us could kill him. We could only suppress his malevolent aura first and then try to save him."
Zhang Xiaofan asked in a trembling voice, "You've found it? A way to save Master?"
Tian Ling'er said, "The only way to save my father is through Biyao's heart. She is the body of the Divine Tree, and her heart is the fruit of the Divine Tree. As long as he eats her heart, my father can return to normal and will no longer have to suffer the torment of the malevolent energy."
Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes and said weakly, "Is this your reason for not telling me the truth? Are you afraid I won't be able to bring myself to hurt Biyao, afraid I'll stop you?"
All three nodded, and then looked at Biyao, who was trapped in the magic circle.
Zhang Xiaofan dared not look at Biyao. If he didn't know the truth, he might have really protected her with his life. But now that he knew everything, his mind was in a daze, and he was at a loss, not knowing what to do at all.
Lin Jingyu said apologetically, "Biyao, I know this is too cruel to you. I had no choice. If I could kill my uncle to end this matter, I would have done so without hesitation. I also regret not being ruthless to my uncle sooner. That's why we've caused this disaster. Now we can't kill him, and he will continue to harm the world."
Biyao found it utterly ridiculous and scoffed, "Whether you truly can't kill them or simply don't want to, only you yourselves know the answer."
Lin Jingyu's voice was filled with sorrow as he said, "Biyao, Shahua said that you are now the body of the Divine Tree, and after your heart is taken, you will have a chance to be reborn. You will not truly die, so... I'm sorry..."
After speaking, Lin Jingyu, Tian Ling'er, and Lu Xueqi returned to the triangle of the magic array. As they chanted incantations, golden light floated like a sea of clouds, surging like waves in the air. As the light flowed, it gradually condensed into crystal-clear, shimmering threads that pierced through Biyao's body.
However, just like before, the golden netting was blocked by Biyao's Soul-Gathering Technique. The three of them shuddered, but this time they were not shaken off.
Clearly, the effect of the Soul-Gathering Technique has begun to weaken.
Biyao, tears streaming down her face, shook her head repeatedly, pleading, "No... Jingyu!! Xiaofan... Stop! Don't do it! I'm begging you! You want my heart? I can give it to you, but please don't hurt me, please..."
She cried out in anguish, and Lin Jingyu felt a pang of pity.
Tian Ling'er said, "Don't listen to her. She's definitely trying to stall for time until Qin Wuyan comes to rescue her. Hurry up, we don't have much time left!!" With that, she activated the magic array again, and Lu Xueqi had no choice but to follow her.
The Soul-Gathering Technique was triggered again, but the protective light shield that formed was getting weaker and weaker. She could even feel that Qin Wuyan's life was slowly slipping away.
Biyao channeled her spiritual power, attempting to break through the formation. However, this formation was based on metal and stone, using the lightning power drawn down by Lu Xueqi's Tianya Sword as a guide, supplemented by the metal element power of the Dragon Slaying Sword in Lin Jingyu's hand. Only by combining these elements could it restrain the exertion of her wood element divine power. With her current strength, she was not yet able to break through it.
Biyao screamed frantically from within the formation, "No! Xiaofan!! Xiaofan!!! Believe me, I'll give you anything you want, I really can! I can let you save your master, I just beg you to make them stop, stop! Stop! Stop, stop!!!"
Those cries were heart-wrenching and agonizing.
Zhang Xiaofan covered his head with his hands, crouching on the ground in fear, repeating frantically, "I don't know, I don't know anything, don't call me! Don't call me!!! Don't call me, don't call me!!!..."
At the foot of Gufeng Mountain.
Qin Wuyan and Qinglong were hurrying towards the place on the mountain where lightning and thunder were, but Qin Wuyan's pace slowed down more and more, and his legs seemed to be disobeying him. He collapsed to the ground.
"No flame!"
Qinglong rushed to help him up, but Qin Wuyan waved his hand. He sat up and said weakly, "Brother... I can feel that Biyao is in critical condition. We can't save her in time like this. Sit down and protect me. I must use the highest level of the Soul Gathering Technique to protect her one more time."
Qinglong was sweating profusely with anxiety: "But you'll be annihilated if you do that! Wuyan, hold on, we must have another way to save Biyao."
Qin Wuyan shook his head as he cast the spell, saying, "It's too late, really too late! If we don't use this technique, even if Biyao doesn't die, her soul will be forcibly separated from the divine tree. Then all our efforts will be in vain, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Brother... please protect me while I perform the spell; saving Biyao is the most important thing!!"
Qinglong had no choice but to listen to him.
Biyao was trapped inside the formation. She had been screaming herself hoarse, but the formation continued to operate, and Zhang Xiaofan did not help her. Tang Yuan, hidden in the shadows, watched all of this with cold eyes.
She felt utterly hopeless. The Soul-Gathering Technique had protected her countless times, but the light was getting weaker and weaker, while the golden light activated by Tian Ling'er and the other two was getting stronger and stronger.
Finally, a golden light transformed into a sharp sword and pierced her chest, yet a sense of calm washed over her. For a fleeting moment, she even wished she could die.
Seeing that she was no longer being countered by the Soul-Collecting Technique, Tian Ling'er exclaimed with joy, "It's broken! The Soul-Collecting Technique is broken! Jingyu, quickly help me retrieve the heart!"
The amber-red silk ribbon in her hand leaped out, flying towards Biyao like a venomous snake with a bright red tongue. She smiled slightly, as if she had already decided to die.
Wu Yan... If you really die, then I'll go with you!
Just as Amber and Vermilion Silk were about to pounce on Biyao, a powerful and dazzling white light suddenly blocked Biyao's path.
Biyao was stunned. The white light in front of her was too dazzling. It took her a long time to squint and see clearly that it was Qin Wuyan!
He's still alive!! Biyao's heart also came alive instantly.
"Hurry up and go!!!" Qin Wuyan urged, but before Biyao could make a move, an even more terrifying light suddenly emanated from his body, directly blasting her away. Her body rolled on the ground, and she was in excruciating pain all over.
"Boom..."
The entire mountain shook as if the sky were falling and the earth were splitting, with sounds like a tsunami surging from all directions.
"What's this?"
Lin Jingyu, Lu Xueqi, and the others were horrified. They had already been blasted far away by the white light Qin Wuyan had just emitted, and their bodies felt as if their tendons and veins had been broken, leaving them with no strength at all.
Biyao struggled to lift her head, but Qin Wuyan's figure was no longer visible. Only a blinding white light grew brighter and brighter, covering the sky and the earth, illuminating everything as bright as day in an instant. Then, the white light exploded like the most magnificent fireworks in the night sky, turning into countless tiny points of light, extremely brilliant.
"He actually sacrificed his own soul to destroy the formation and save people. Qin Wuyan is really... sigh!"
Even though Tang Yuan had been hiding in the darkness, dressed in black, his face was now clearly illuminated by the light, and his eyes showed sorrow and regret.
Biyao stared blankly, her gaze searching among the lights for a long time, but she still couldn't find Qin Wuyan's figure.
"Wu Yan... Wu Yan..." she cried out in panic, "Wu Yan, where are you? Where are you? Don't scare me, what have you done... Wu Yan, come out, let's go together, let's..."
Tears rolled down her cheeks silently as she searched aimlessly. "You promised you'd take me back to Fox Ridge Mountain. You promised me you wouldn't die, Wu Yan... Wu Yan..."
She burst into uncontrollable sobs, her cries heart-wrenching and earth-shattering.
“Biyao…”
A familiar, extremely soft call reached Biyao's ears. She immediately stopped crying, as if grasping at a lifeline, and shouted, "Wuyan!! Where are you? Where are you??"
She ran around aimlessly like a headless fly. Suddenly, a very faint white light appeared before her eyes, gradually expanding and solidifying into a human figure.
"Wu Yan!!" Bi Yao rushed over in great joy, wanting to hug him, but her hand passed right through his body and she couldn't grab anything.
Biyao froze, then shakily looked up. His entire body was transparent, and only his handsome face could be vaguely discerned.
“Biyao…” His eyes were filled with endless sorrow as he slowly reached out and touched her cheek.
Although there was no physical form, Biyao seemed to be able to feel his gentle touch. Everything in the world seemed to freeze at this moment, and even the wind seemed to stand still.
"I'm sorry, Biyao, I broke my promise. From now on, I won't be able to protect you anymore. Fortunately, there's still Brother Qinglong... Biyao, remember what you said, that you would live well and live in my place."
No! No!!!
Biyao shook her head repeatedly, crying loudly, "Wuyan, you can't...you can't leave me, Wuyan..."
She waved her hands frantically in front of her, trying to grab him, but she couldn't grasp anything. The figure formed by the white light shattered into countless star-like points, falling to the ground, and she could no longer see anything.
"Wu Yan... Qin Wu Yan! Qin Wu Yan—!!!"
Biyao kept calling him, her voice echoing throughout the entire mountain, until her voice became hoarse and even opening her mouth was extremely difficult.
But there was no response.
Finally, she calmed down, standing motionless in place, as if she had finally confirmed that Qin Wuyan was dead. He had been destroyed to protect her.
No matter how much she called him, he would never come back.
Biyao slowly raised her head and looked into the distance. Tian Ling'er, Lin Jingyu, Lu Xueqi, and Zhang Xiaofan were still there, but they all seemed to be injured and were helping each other heal.
In the blink of an eye, Biyao had flown in front of them. Tian Ling'er was so frightened by her that she almost fell over, while Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu stared at her. Her expression was extremely calm. If Biyao had cried and screamed like she had when she was trapped in the formation, perhaps they wouldn't have been afraid. But now, all four of them shivered and were utterly terrified.
Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward and stood in front of Tian Ling'er and Lu Xueqi, saying, "Biyao, if you want revenge, come at me."
“Heh…” Biyao sneered, recalling how he had just watched Lin Jingyu and the others cast spells, ignoring her pleas. She gritted her teeth, hating herself for being blind in the past to have died for such a selfish and weak man.
Her gaze was sharp and filled with murderous intent: "I will not let any of you go!!!"
The long sword in his hand was drawn with a clang, bringing with it a streak of snow-white sword light. It was incomparably sharp, like an ice dragon rushing forward, indestructible, as if it could pierce through the sky!
"Ah..." Zhang Xiaofan did not resist and was knocked to the ground by the sword energy. Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er behind him dodged away.
Lin Jingyu then brandished the Dragon-Slaying Sword. With a clang, the two swords clashed, producing a piercing ringing sound that made everyone's ears ring.
"Biyao! Calm down!"
Lin Jingyu tried to persuade them, saying that they had all been seriously injured and that Biyao was now completely irrational in her pursuit of revenge, and he was not sure if they could withstand her.
But this attempt at persuasion only enraged Biyao, who roared, "Anyone who dares to stop me! I'll kill them!!"
He concentrated his strength in his left palm, and a beam of azure light spread out like a long snake. Lin Jingyu quickly dodged it.
Unexpectedly, Biyao's move was just a feint. While he was dodging, she slashed back, her sword flashing, and with a "poof," blood splattered.
Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi, and Lin Jingyu all had huge gashes cut into their bodies, and blood was flowing out.
"I want you all to be buried with Qin Wuyan!!" She swept her sword across the group, her eyes sharp and fierce, and swung her sword, Mo Xue, down hard once more.
Tian Ling'er was closest to her and was about to be killed by her sword when suddenly a dark figure appeared with a shriek and blocked her sword.
Tian Ling'er was stunned, and tears fell from her eyes. Even though Tian Buyi had suffered from the backlash of the evil energy, he still remembered to protect his daughter.
Biyao stared into the Soul-Eating Monster's bloodshot eyes and coldly uttered two words: "You're courting death!!"
A burst of white light erupted, and the longsword blazed like a rainbow. Biyao slashed horizontally and vertically, as if commanding a ferocious lion, as she fought against the Soul-Eating Monster.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, Biyao flipped over and leaped out like lightning. The Soul Eater missed its target and turned to look, only to find that Mo Xue in her hand had already pierced Tian Ling'er's chest.
"Senior Sister!"
"Ling'er!"
Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu exclaimed in surprise at the same time, and the Soul-Eating Monster also let out a mournful cry.
"Father..." Blood kept spilling from Tian Ling'er's mouth as she gasped for breath, "Xiao Fan...save me...Father..."
Biyao's face was utterly indifferent, her sword flashing like lightning. Just as she was about to stab Zhang Xiaofan again, a loud "Boom!" was heard. Lu Xueqi had somehow stood up, holding Tianya in her hand high. A purple light slashed straight down at Biyao from the sky.
She dodged swiftly, but was still struck in the arm by lightning. The hand gripping the sword was numb and painful, and her whole body ached so much that she could barely support herself. Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of large hands suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her into their arms.
For a moment, Biyao thought it was Qin Wuyan. Every time before, he would appear by her side just in time, catching her precisely when she was about to fall, and always be her strongest and most reliable support.
She looked up blankly, but what she saw was not Qin Wuyan at all.
"Brother Qinglong..."
Tears streamed down her face. Biyao had been holding on, determined to avenge Qin Wuyan, but now, seeing Qinglong, she couldn't bear it any longer. She collapsed in his arms, sobbing, "Wuyan is dead… He died saving me! It's all my fault! I killed him! I killed him… Waaaaah…"
The cries were so mournful and heart-wrenching that they felt like a knife twisting in one's heart.
In this situation, Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu, and Lu Xueqi knew they couldn't linger any longer. They picked up the dying Tian Ling'er and, with the delirious Tian Buyi, quickly fled.
Qinglong ignored them, simply holding the girl in his arms tighter and saying softly, "Biyao, it's not your fault. Don't worry, we still have a chance to save Wuyan."
Biyao stopped crying and grabbed his clothes in disbelief: "Really? It's really possible to save him? You're not lying to me?"
Qinglong nodded: "The mountain demon protected a wisp of his remnant soul. She asked me to take you back as soon as possible, saying that only you can save Wuyan."
Upon hearing this, Biyao disregarded everything else and jumped up, exclaiming, "Then let's go quickly!!"
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