Chapter 266
yes.
He did recall many things.
He not only thought of scenes that were difficult for him to talk about.
He even thought of Lianhua Taihaiguang and the little dragon's blushing kiss.
Knowing the origin of his feelings, he could not shake them off.
Bai Xie's figure gradually materialized into human form, a strand of snow-white hair falling into Ying Ning's neck. He remained in a restraining posture, his eyes icy cold.
"I also find it very interesting."
"How about—"
"Shall we play with Aning for a while longer?"
The dragon gently brushed against Ying Ning's arm, but its hand slid to her wrist, intending to quietly take the Pure Lotus, when Ying Ning suddenly said:
"I don't mind playing around."
"But I have no intention of handing over this divine artifact so easily." She flipped over and swung her palm, knocking him back.
"you--!"
Bai Xie finally managed to steady himself, only to see her bite off two or three petals of the Pure Lotus once again, the aura of the divine artifact gradually weakening.
"Meng Aning!"
At that moment, he no longer wanted to hide it.
The Pure Lotus seemed to quietly bear the anger and humiliation of a person for thousands of years, so when Bai Xie watched it about to disappear from the world, some chains were broken.
The dragon temporarily escaped all the constraints of the underworld, its spiritual power surged, and everything in sight was crushed into dust by its spiritual power!
Bai Xie's eyes were bloodshot, his reason being consumed by another emotion of despair.
"I want the Pure Lotus."
Dragon scales faintly appeared on his neck, and his eyes seemed to hold a vast expanse of scattered stars, but more than anything, they conveyed contempt and coldness towards everything in the world.
Bai Xie unleashed his spiritual power and seized the last petal of the lotus flower.
However, this lotus petal was repelled by another demigod's power.
"You're far too confident, Lord Bai, to try and steal from me." Yingning's words were calm, but her eyes shone with a dazzling nobility.
Bai Xie's snow-white hair danced in the wind, obscuring his pale lips.
"Hand over the Pure Lotus."
"I will let you go."
The power of a demigod stirred up a vast sea of crimson flowers, while a phoenix mark faintly appeared on Ying Ning's forehead. She parted her lips slightly, unwilling to yield:
"I would also like to convey these words to you, sir."
The collision of the two forces caused a great upheaval, and the aftershocks stirred up gusts of wind.
Each clash of divine power carried earth-shattering force; the vortex of wind and clouds trembled the mountains and rivers, and the surrounding creatures were overwhelmed by danger and killing intent.
Bai Xie seemed flustered, and every time he used his strength, a black chain would appear on his chest and strike his heart.
The ancient nail, an inch deeper.
He was still trying to awaken the divine power of the past, but the curses that existed alongside that power also pierced his body deeply.
It felt like my heart was being torn apart by a thousand knives.
One after another, black dragon chains materialized, and at this moment, Bai Xie's power was already approaching the realm of godhood.
The term "becoming a god" seems to have been unheard of for over a thousand years.
The snow-white figure in front of Ying Ning now had faint divine patterns appearing on the dragon scales on its neck, and golden light flashed in its vast eyes.
That is...
The symbol of the Protoss.
Yingning naturally noticed the unusual thing about him. She held the last petal of the Pure Lotus in her mouth and turned around, her gilded skirt fluttering in the wind.
Bai Xie reached out to grab her, but suddenly his face turned as pale as paper.
He paused, seemingly incredulous at the fragility of his body. Despite the Dragon Chain shattering the depths of his heart, he still unleashed his divine power, pulling her directly to his side.
He tried to take the last petal of the Pure Lotus, but his figure blurred and he was directly pressed to the ground by the other party.
"Hmm..."
"Cough cough."
Blood kept oozing from his mouth, but his vast eyes held a pain that had been suppressed for thousands of years, and even more blood flowed out when he spoke.
But the pride of the gods would not allow him to be weak at this moment:
"Hand it over, Pure Lotus."
Yingning sat sideways beside him, and seeing his weak appearance, she couldn't help but find it amusing. She then lowered her head and twirled a strand of his snow-white hair at the side of his forehead.
She moved closer to him, and Bai Xie heard Ying Ning speak:
"Lord Bai is already so weak, yet he still has the strength to think of Jing Shilian?"
Yingning sized him up:
"They're willing to expose their divine identity to seize the Purifying Lotus; it seems you truly need it."
Bai Xie felt her breath on his lips and could even smell the fragrance of snow lotus on the tip of her tongue, but he did not pull away.
"I want the Pure Lotus."
He stubbornly repeated it.
Bai Xie wanted to regain his divine power, but the injury to his heart was too severe, and the Dragon Chain took the opportunity to seize the last of his divine power.
As for the opponent's demigod body, there was really no chance of victory.
He appeared weak under her power.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in Bai Xie's heart, his vast eyes dimmed, and his divine power slowly dissipated once again. But this time, he was unwilling to vent and struggle as he had in the past.
He was like a stagnant pool, reciting a long-held obsession:
"I want the Pure Lotus."
Ying Ning, who was suppressing him, spoke with great interest:
"You want it that much."
"Then let's fight it out."
"Fight for a way to survive, fight for a fleeting dream."
"You know, this world is a dog-eat-dog world. People like you and me are nothing more than grass growing under the feet of those at the pinnacle of power."
Bai Xie's eyes were broken, and he was in great pain, but he still had no vitality.
She chuckled softly:
"If others find us useful, they can skin us alive."
"In this life, I will never live for the desires of others. Even if I am born as a lowly weed, I will still become a humble but tall tree, seeking no shelter from others."
"We can't win."
"You can't win?"
"I will make them know just how deep the waters of Naihe are, and just how painful the fires of purgatory are."
Bai Xie's empty gaze gradually shifted to Ying Ning's face. He looked at the shimmering red spider lilies growing beside her ear, and the golden stamens at the corners of her eyes that made her look somewhat mad.
Despite possessing the body of a demigod, her gaze was not as cold as that of the gods.
"I want the Pure Lotus."
"Then let's fight it out."
Her voice struck Bai Xie, making him want to struggle.
For millions of years, he had his divine power stolen by the Dragon Chain, and he even watched helplessly as the culprit still held a high position in the Immortal Realm.
How ironic!
How could he not want to fight, how could he not want to struggle?
For millions of years, he was imprisoned in the underworld like a tiny insect, only able to let the fires of hell corrode his dragon body.
Sometimes he would visit the place that was once the realm of gods, and sometimes he didn't want to.
But the fleeting vitality, like shifting sands, constantly reminds him:
Perhaps a thousand or ten thousand years from now, he will die in the underworld.
Death can be a good thing.
It's better than having to watch your enemies live a carefree and happy life. Long ago, Bai Xie had thought that if he could escape the underworld one day, he would definitely fly to the immortal realm.
They ripped the other person down from their high position, leaving them battered and bruised.
Then, he will die in what was once the realm of gods.
pity.
These long years eventually wore down all his delusions.
So when Bai Xie's thoughts were exposed by Ying Ning's words, he, who was lying helplessly on the ground, suddenly chuckled, and the laughter grew louder and louder.
But his laughter was cold and sorrowful.
He was mocking his former status, mocking his youthful arrogance, and mocking his own weakness and incompetence.
His heart was already a blur of flesh and blood, but he still fell in love.
Bai Xie suddenly stood up, secretly kissed her lips, and gently bit off half a lotus petal from the tip of her tongue.
The spiritual power of the Pure Lotus instantly filled his body.
Even though he had already obtained half a petal of the Pure Lotus, he did not stop. The blood on Bai Xie's lips had not yet dried, and he stubbornly maintained this kiss.
The bitterness accumulated over millions of years seems to have finally found an outlet.
“Meng...A Ning.”
His voice was muffled during the kiss, and an inexplicable physical desire overwhelmed him. This feeling was not the cautious, flustered joy he had experienced as a teenager.
Rather, it was him in his mature stage.
My body was restless, surging like a tide.
He heard Yingning speak:
"but."
Should I call you Lord Bai now?
"Still the Underworld Palace—"
"Que Rong?"
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