Chapter 140 Retrieve My Senior Brother's Corpse and Slay the Monsters That Wiped Out My Sect...
A hundred cultivators filed in and surrounded the courtyard in an instant.
Although the bodies were gone, the blood on the sword blade was still wet, and the people admitted to the hospital witnessed Yu Tianxing killing his parents.
"You beast!" Chongjue said again, "The ten cultivators of the Dao Sect rushed to the scene immediately upon receiving the news, but unfortunately, they were unable to save their lives."
Yu Tianxing's bloodshot eyes swept past him and fixed on Jiang Chaoxing, "The last one is you."
The group of cultivators at the front cast spells to illuminate the area. Jiang Chaoxing stood behind them, his face half-lit and half-shadowed by the light. His gaze was unwavering, and his lips parted slightly as he silently said, "It's me."
He gave Yu Tianxing a confident smile.
Ji Mingran suddenly realized.
This was Yu Mingting and Pan Zhiruo's true purpose. The two of them meticulously planned and arranged this moment so that everyone could witness Yu Tianxing personally "killing" his own loved one, firmly pinning the blame for the sect's destruction on him.
Quan Lingxiu thus viewed him as a menace and launched a relentless pursuit. This forced the wronged Yu Tianxing to retaliate, which in turn led to an even fiercer hunt by the Lingxiu, pushing the resisting Yu Tianxing step by step toward the fate of the world destroyer they so desired.
This step was carried out by Jiang Chaoxing, who was left to the end.
From beginning to end, Jiang Chaoxing was the disciple who, after Mao Qingyun, was the most obedient to the orders of the sect leader and his wife of the Nameless Sect.
Ji Mingran stared at Jiang Chaoxing as if he were a madman.
He, who carried out the final step, clearly knew everything, even more than Mao Qingyun. He knew everything, stayed by Yu Tianxing's side at all times, but kept it all from Yu Tianxing, and acted without the slightest hesitation. He was completely possessed by demons, just like the Sect Master and his wife of the Nameless Sect, no different from being possessed by a demon.
Ignoring the cultivators surrounding him, Yu Tianxing's eyes turned cold, and he moved slightly.
As Yu Tianxing moved, hundreds of spells roared and surged toward him, causing the tranquil courtyard scene to fade and blur like ink paintings. Streams of light and falling stars rained down indiscriminately on all the cultivators present. The sword cultivators in the column sharpened their eyes, drew their swords in unison, and leaped forward.
Chongjue hovered in mid-air, uttering a deep, resolute shout. The pressure in the air suddenly increased, and the ground where Yu Tianxing stood cracked and collapsed in an instant.
Ji Mingran, hanging on Yu Tianxing's back, fell down together.
The wind whistled past her ears. Even though Chongjue's spells couldn't affect her, the constantly collapsing and crumbling debris around her revealed that the gravity bearing down on Yu Tianxing was increasing at an alarming rate. An ordinary cultivator would have been turned into mincemeat the moment this spell landed.
The collapsing earth seemed endless, and the cave entrance was far beyond their reach. But in the blink of an eye, Ji Mingran's vision suddenly opened up, and the sharp explosion of clashing weapons shattered in his ears.
Jiang Chaoxing's grim face with his back teeth clenched appeared before me.
Ji Mingran, hanging on Yu Tianxing's back, looked back. The pit where they had just been was still collapsing, and countless meteor spells were still falling. The swords of dozens of sword cultivators had not yet touched the pit, while Yu Tianxing, who should have been bound by Chongjue's spells, had broken out of the collapsing abyss, broken through the encirclement, and arrived in front of Jiang Chaoxing.
The black sword reflected a cold light, which focused on the unwavering black pupils.
Staring at Jiang Chaoxing, who was holding a sword to his side, Yu Tianxing said in a low voice, "I see."
Even though Yu Tianxing was unable to deliver a full-force attack due to his shackles, Jiang Chaoxing's strength should not be underestimated, as he was able to withstand a move from a Mahayana cultivator in the blink of an eye.
"Brother, you're improving, and so am I," Jiang Chaoxing forced a smile.
“Utterly clumsy.” Yu Tianxing’s gaze was icy as his sword blade pressed down on the other black sword that was clashing with his own, its sharp edge piercing Jiang Chaoxing’s neck. “You are not him.”
"Found it?" Ignoring the blade piercing his neck, Jiang Chaoxing loosened his grip on the blade, allowing Yu Tianxing's sword to penetrate further into his side of the neck.
"My life-saving sword, once stained with blood, can distinguish my enemies." Yu Tianxing's sword intent erupted, enveloping Jiang Chaoxing from all directions.
“He struggled for a long time, just like your parents.” Jiang Chaoxing said with a smile, showing no fear. The flesh beneath the pierced wound swayed as if it had come alive. “But he finally broke down just now.”
He was pleased to notice the sword's momentum pausing slightly as it pierced his throat, and continued speaking softly.
"He was attacked by his beloved girl, who was already close to death. She seemed to be saying that she wanted to avenge her friend, and she recklessly attacked him while he was trying to save her. He accidentally killed her when he fought back, and his consciousness collapsed at that moment." The monster wearing Jiang Chaoxing's skin curled up the corner of his mouth and said, "I have finally completely corrupted him."
"He killed the girl you loved, and then you were hated by the girl you loved because of it." The mutant wearing Jiang Chaoxing's skin cackled, "You humans are really funny."
Ji Mingran's gaze fixed on the mutated creature that had spoken.
Could the girl he mentioned, the one Jiang Chaoxing loves, be Mo Jingshuang?
Did Mo Jingshuang hold on until the very last moment to avenge her?
The image of the girl with her hair styled in double buns appeared in her mind, and Ji Mingran's heart sank. She never expected that Mo Jingshuang would do such a thing.
"For so many years, he's known something's wrong, but he never realized what it was. We've been fighting each other for so long, and finally," Jiang Chaoxing said with a strange smile, "I've succeeded. But he didn't lose out either; I still accomplished what he was supposed to do—led these people here."
“You are not him.” Yu Tianxing’s murderous aura surged, and his black sword suddenly thrust forward. “If you do not die, how can you appease the souls of my sect’s dead?”
"You beast, stop now!" With Chong Jue's shout, an invisible pressure descended upon him.
Countless magical attacks landed on the deep pit, causing the heavens and earth to shake, deafening roars, and smoke to rise everywhere.
The cultivator wielding the blade also turned and flew over at the same time.
Yu Tianxing took a step back, and the sword that was originally facing off against Jiang Chaoxing swung backward, carrying a powerful and overwhelming force. The sword-wielding cultivators were unable to dodge in time, and they fell backward, spitting blood and crashing to the ground.
Yu Tianxing swung his sword forward again, pointing it at Jiang Chaoxing: "He is the one who killed my sect's disciples!"
"In full view of everyone, if you really have something to say, you should surrender instead of harming my ten disciples. You still want to argue now!" Chong Jue's voice was deep, and he pointed at Yu Tianxing with one hand: "Since you think you are innocent, let's see if you can still argue under the True Word Technique."
Yu Tianxing flashed, easily breaking free from Chong Jue's gravity spell shackles once more, and instantly appeared behind Jiang Chaoxing. The mantra spell that followed struck Jiang Chaoxing squarely.
Jiang Chaoxing's eyes darkened.
A deep voice came from behind, asking, "Why are you so aggressive towards me? Who are you?"
Jiang Chaoxing, under the spell, had no choice but to speak the truth. Realizing he couldn't lie, he suddenly perked up, drew his sword, and retaliated, his gaze burning: "You are different from others. Yu Mingting and Pan Zhiruo found the place where the rift between worlds opened and gave birth to you, also taking the power connecting the two worlds and giving it to you. Otherwise, how could you have the power to resurrect the dead? And how could your cultivation progress so rapidly?"
“Our race is different from humans; we need containers to contain us. You, this container, possess the power to connect the two realms, and you will become more and more perfect as your cultivation grows. When the time is ripe, our race’s sage will arrive, and you will be its best container!” His sword moves became faster and faster, as if he wanted to compete with Yu Tianxing. His fight with Yu Tianxing made it difficult for the cultivators behind him who wanted to cast spells on Yu Tianxing to aim, and they hesitated to make their moves.
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingran felt a sense of "I knew it."
Parasitic mutants are very picky about their hosts. The stronger they are, the higher their requirements for the host. In their eyes, the spiritual cultivation world is full of cultivators, who are like big, fat pieces of meat that make them drool.
In the post-apocalyptic world she lived in, the number and quality of humans were insufficient to contain them. The most powerful saints among them could never form a complete form, so their attention turned to other types of mutants, which led to a battle between the mutants. The fighting between the mutants allowed her to survive their pursuit.
Yu Tianxing has become a coveted prize for them.
Jiang Chaoxing's swordsmanship was fast, but he was ultimately a diviner, not a swordsman, and his swordsmanship relied entirely on the divine swords and magical artifacts he had obtained from the Spiritual Cultivation Competition. In just a few moves, Yu Tianxing's blade was once again pressed against his neck.
Jiang Chaoxing remained calm: "You want to avenge them? Do you think your parents did all this to you because of us?"
His smile was enigmatic as he whispered, "Since I've already said what I shouldn't have, I might as well tell you more."
The six-character pattern on the sword hilt rose up, and Jiang Chaoxing's figure flashed, escaping from Yu Tianxing's sword and returning to his back.
The six-character pattern surrounded the two of them, and his figure kept flashing around Yu Tianxing.
"The reason we can so easily corrupt them is because their consciousness coincides with ours."
He said excitedly, "These people, according to you humans, are all madmen. But the more they torture you, the more it benefits us. Your consciousness has become confused and hopeless, hasn't it? Instead of struggling, why not quickly hand over your body to us? Is there anything in this world worth your attachment?"
"Are you done talking?" Yu Tianxing's dark eyes were as cold as ice.
Jiang Chaoxing smiled but remained silent, seemingly waiting for Yu Tianxing's response.
A black shadow pierced through his body like lightning.
Yu Tianxing: "Return my senior brother's body."
"They treated you like this, yet you still want to preserve his skin and bones?" Jiang Chaoxing asked with great interest.
His response was a sword that pierced his body further.
“Interesting.” His narrow eyes stared at Yu Tianxing, and he said meaningfully, “Your sword is so powerful that it can identify my clan’s sword after being stained with blood, yet you only found mine?”
Yu Tianxing's gaze grew increasingly cold.
Jiang Chaoxing laughed loudly, and the six-Yi runes on the blade of the sword he held floated up, and a double Bagua formation appeared above his head and below his feet.
Yu Tianxing's sword flashed forward in an instant, but it was too late; the blade only pierced a phantom.
Ji Mingran stared intently at the nearly vanished Bagua formation.
Similar to a teleportation array, but this array is also engraved with array patterns related to time, indicating that his escape was far more than just a matter of spatial distance.
The black sword, having missed its target, did not immediately return to Yu Tianxing's hand. Instead, it flew into the air as if out of control.
The crimson-black sword pointed to the sky and hummed.
Ji Mingran's gaze swept from the black sword to the hundred cultivators surrounding Yu Tianxing, and he sighed softly.
In a sense, parasitic variants are like cockroaches; when you find one, you know there's already a whole nest.
Yu Tianxing's gaze swept over them one by one, some solemn, some grave, seeing him as a fallen cultivator who had gone mad, killed his parents, and slaughtered his fellow disciples, and that the righteous sects had come specifically to capture him.
A group of cultivators with righteous spirit.
Among them, how many harbor parasitic monsters?
The cultivators unleashed their magic once more, and the injured sword cultivators regrouped and charged forward. Before any magic or sword techniques could be used, the humming black sword returned to Yu Tianxing's hand first.
The radiant light spell had already descended, and Yu Tianxing raised his eyes, sword in hand, and stepped inside.
"Yu Tianxing!" Chong Jue shouted again, "What are you doing!"
"Reclaim my senior brother's body." The young man holding the black sword said calmly, "Slay all the monsters that destroyed my sect."
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