"Good, what a monster." The Ghost Immortal clapped his hands.
"You've made me go through the same ordeal twice," Ru Beiqiu said in a low voice, raising her longsword.
The elusive immortal asked with amusement, "When did I make you experience this twice? In this lifetime?"
Ru Beiqiu did not reply, but charged forward and thrust her sword at the Ghost Immortal!
The Ghost Immortal simply extended his slender hands and grasped the tip of Ru Beiqiu's sword.
"Make things clear. Perfect, I also want to ask, where is Ye Hua in this life?"
"He's already dead!" Ru Beiqiu said sharply, "You'll meet the same end as him!"
"Oh, is that so?" The ghostly immortal's eyes turned cold, and with a casual slap, he turned Ru Beiqiu into a bloody mist.
With the final obstacle gone, the Ghost Immortal walked step by step toward Xu Xinrou and the others.
Mo Rouyun, Si Qiushan, and Qian Shudie stood protectively in front of Xu Xinrou, their bodies trembling.
"Don't be afraid... death is just a matter of a moment." The Ghost Immortal said, walking towards the four people with a sinister grin.
"It won't hurt..."
Click!
In an instant! A lightning-fast flying sword fell from the sky! It smashed into the head of the Ghost Immortal!
The ghostly immortal instantly sensed the danger, took several steps back, and created distance!
He retreated into the surging sea of black hands, looked at the newcomer, and narrowed his eyes.
Who is this person? I actually felt a slight sense of crisis.
When the thunder subsided, the figure that the eerie immortal had longed for reappeared.
Su Nian.
He had his back to the ghostly immortal, his head bowed, and he remained silent, letting the wind blow through his hair.
As he looked at the ravaged land, memories of his past ninety-nine lifetimes flooded his mind.
It seems... despair has returned.
There is no way to escape.
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