Chapter 154 The Final Battle
Shinjuku simply looked down at him without saying a word.
Yi Lian firmly believed that the other party must have been possessed by some terrifying being, just like he had been when he was almost possessed by that old demon. If it weren't for his quick thinking, using Ji Qing as bait to persuade the old demon to coexist with him, and finally tricking Ji Qing down from Baiyujing, using Ji Qing's power to kill the old demon, and then turning around to strip Ji Qing of his opportunity and absorb all his cultivation, he wouldn't be where he is today.
Thinking of Ji Qing's seemingly troublesome but actually desperate and futile attempt to outmaneuver him, which would inevitably lead to his being devoured by the powerful being lurking within him, Yi Lian couldn't help but feel a surge of secret delight. However, before he could revel in this, he needed to break this deadlock, restrain the powerful being, and ideally, persuade him…
However, as soon as he transmitted his voice, a palm strike with earth-shattering force came at him, cleanly slicing off his right half!
The solemn and murderous aura emanating from Zhen Su tilted his head slightly, a ruthless glint in his eyes, and slowly said, "This is to avenge His Majesty's descent into demonic possession."
Immediately, Yi Lian regenerated half of her body, but just as she recovered, a silver ribbon suddenly wrapped around her elbow, transforming her into an immortal and slowly floating into the sky. After tiptoeing, the silver ribbon no longer supported her, instead transforming into a silver bow. The next moment, she stepped onto the bowstring, bent her knee, and used her supple and strong body to...
The arrow shot out, piercing the air—
This time, Yiren's jawbone was pierced, and his pupils, which had been constricted by fear, immediately shifted to the right. He stared wide-eyed as the magnified face of Shinjuku coldly brushed against his nose and passed through his shattered body.
The terrifying pain of being shattered to pieces took a full breath to suddenly reconnect to the Purple Mansion, causing Yi Lian to almost stop breathing for a moment, and she was suddenly thrown to the ground like a rag doll.
He instinctively tried to catch his breath.
But Mayuki didn't give him that chance.
"This is to avenge your framing and slander."
Having said that, Zhen Su turned around gracefully and took out a thick stack of extremely thick, first-grade Heaven-level talismans from his Qiankun bag, which he could finally open. These were collected for him by his close friends and family in the past. He explained that the ultimate martial path cannot rely on external objects, and he had never intended to use them, yet everyone still insisted on giving them to him. They cherished the affection, so he carefully kept them as his protective charms.
At this moment, he had no choice but to use it to carve out a way out.
With a look of grief in his eyes, Zhen Su gently pressed the talisman to his lips, his beautiful eyes opening and closing. Having made his decision, he began to chant incantations, and one talisman after another ignited with yellow flames. A dazzling array of Heavenly-level divine abilities and spells rained down on Yi Lian like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
"This is to avenge His Majesty's murder."
"You deserve to die!"
Yi Lian was now truly alarmed and hurriedly cried out, "—You, you can't—treat me like this!!!"
Yi Lian's roar was completely drowned out by the overwhelming attacks of all colors. Lou Lan's magic array was also shattered at this moment. The cultivators outside the circle rushed out to save Yi Lian.
The talisman's attack range was so vast and its power so outrageous that it seemed designed to raze the Lotus and the surrounding hundred miles to the ground. They might not even be able to escape, let alone reach the center.
That's no different from suicide.
Everyone was forced to flee. Zhen Su's golden eyes reflected the multicolored flames of his magic, his divine sense locking onto the gradually disintegrating, inhuman figure. The speed at which the lotus's flesh regenerated could not keep up with the speed at which it was being destroyed. Every talisman was imbued with Yin and Yang poisons by Zhen Su. Therefore, Zhen Su's all-out attack was not only all-out, but all his moves also carried the corrosive properties of extreme Yin and Yang, blocking all paths of healing and evil poisons.
Mayuki sighed softly. This step had finally come.
Looking back on my fall, it hasn't been that long, yet everything has changed. Back then, I was full of youthful vigor, dreaming of making a name for myself in the Jade Capital after ascension, to protect the disciples of the cultivation world. But then came the news that my disciple's partner and son, Yi Lian, had been brutally murdered by a demon.
When his beloved disciple passed away, he asked him to take care of Yilian, and he agreed. Therefore, before ascending to immortality, he left a summoning token for Yilian.
But no one expected that before he could even be ranked among the immortals, his grand-disciple would crush the token.
What was even more unexpected was that it was a deadly trap from which there was no return.
Now, it's all coming to an end.
The crescent-white debris, already beyond recognition from the impact, was reduced to a single wisp.
Shinju felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out; no joy or pleasure, no sense of righteous indignation, welled up within him, only an endless emptiness remained.
But he doesn't regret it.
Reality did not allow him to regret it.
Suddenly, there seemed to be some unusual activity among the cultivators in the distance.
When Zhen Su probed with his divine sense, he found that something was wrong with the cultivators. Just moments ago, they were filled with righteous indignation and had retreated to a safe place, trying to work together to break Zhen Su's talisman array. But now, they were all motionless, their expressions filled with terror as if they had seen a ghost.
"What happened?" Shinju asked Loulan telepathically.
Lou Lan made no move and offered no response.
At that moment, a huge patch of thick ink flashed through Shinju's consciousness, immediately arousing his wild beast-like alertness.
It's a bad omen!
Attack!
Zhen Su frowned and immediately moved towards Lou Lan and the ghost infant, raising his arms to block a black storm that was about to explode and engulf the entire territory.
Although Shinju managed to block the explosion in time, arriving before the sudden and unexpected eruption with lightning speed, the explosion's range was simply too vast and continuous. As a result, apart from Lou Lan and the ghost infant behind Shinju, the other cultivators who were further away, even under Shinju's "protection," were still injured, screaming as their life force was swept away. In an instant, corpses littered the ground, and vengeful spirits left their bodies, all flying off in a certain direction.
Without a doubt, that was the place where Yilian was.
Shinjuku couldn't help but become impatient. He had already seen that the only fragment that hadn't been able to recover for so long was gradually returning to the humanoid outline that he loathed so much after absorbing the power of the Yin spirit.
We absolutely cannot allow it to recover successfully!! That would be tantamount to all our efforts being in vain!!
Zhen Su glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground and then closed his eyes tightly. He then persuaded Lou Lan and the ghost infant to return to their original state, and in one swift step, he teleported back to Yi Lian's side, intending to prevent her from recovering to her full strength.
As soon as it got close, dark lightning burst forth from the ground and struck Shinjuku hard.
Mayuki could only endure the excruciating pain of his skin being burned, gritting his teeth as he relentlessly struck at the barrier surrounding Yilian. However, as Yilian's power grew stronger, the black lightning bolts also grew thicker and thicker—
"Aaaaaah—" Mayu refused to believe it, his hands were almost shattered into charcoal, but he still pounded the barrier harder and harder with each punch.
The barrier suddenly cracked open, and Yi Lian abruptly raised her eyes, her gaze flickering as if she were looking at a monster.
However, the barrier was repaired so quickly that it only took the blink of an eye.
Shinjuku was covered in injuries, and Oni-Gin couldn't bear to watch anymore. He desperately tried to persuade Shinjuku to stop, but Shinjuku's expression was fierce, and he ignored him, only wanting to shatter the barrier.
Shatter, restore, shatter, restore... Shinju's hands could no longer feel pain, his eyes were numb. At this moment, the figure of the King of Poison suddenly rushed into the Twin Purple Palace.
No, Zhenmo is still waiting for him in the history books. Zhenmo cannot leave the history books; she must be extremely worried. He... he must survive. He is no longer the lonely figure he was when he fell. Now, he has his most important lover, his family, and his only attachment.
So what if we let go of hatred and fail at the last minute?
"How does it feel to be futile?" Yi Lian grinned maliciously, interrupting Shinju's epiphany.
Since there were no righteous cultivators left, he stopped pretending.
This was by no means a good omen, as Masakatsu knew. There was no time to lose; he had to observe and search for possible retreats.
"My dear grandmaster, all this is thanks to the cultivation you 'bestowed' upon me! Out of consideration for this relationship, I will allow this junior to show you the true difference between heaven and earth!" After speaking, Yi Lian's eyes sharpened, and the "Crimson Dragon Lotus Pond" with its shimmering blue waves immediately appeared around Zhen Su. Nine illusory water dragons leaped out of the pond, nimbly surrounding Zhen Su, and then all of them shot out high-pressure water jets, shattering everything in their path.
Shinju could have avoided it, but the dark lightning in the pool was like a swimming dragon, instantly trapping Shinju in place and preventing him from escaping, thus unleashing an extremely powerful lightning strike.
"Ugh!!" Shinju's neck veins bulged as he raised his head, about to let out a desperate cry of pain. Seeing this, Yilian's lips were about to curl into a wicked smile. However, at that moment, a melodious male voice, as clear as jade, rang out from the sky, striking Yilian as if struck by lightning, leaving her stunned on the spot.
All that could be heard was the voice from the dream, calling out, "Master."
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