She couldn't tell who was who; all she knew was that everyone was going to die, everyone was going to die.
Therefore, just as the palm was about to strike Lü Wu, she did not hold back at all, but instead exerted even more force. That seemingly endless force came from nowhere and was aimed at Lü Wu's brow.
Kill her, then kill the one after her, or both at the same time? My heart is so conflicted, so torn...
"Miss Lingqin..."
Having regained consciousness, Lü Wu looked at Xie Lingqin through the biting cold wind. She uttered a muffled sound, her words barely audible, as if her blood had frozen instantly. Miss Lingqin's eyes were not those of Miss Lingqin, but those of a demon from hell, devoid of any starlight, as if the earth itself had turned dark within them.
"Bang--"
The applause thundered down, as if an arm had been broken and blood had splattered all over Lvwu's face. Looking up at the clouds, the sight was shocking.
Then, with a thud, Yu Qingyi collapsed to the ground, her face, already pale from the loss of her arm, now completely drained of color, leaving her only gasping for breath.
Xie Lingqin stood there, her whole body like a wooden sculpture, her eyes glazed over.
Just a moment ago, Yu Qingyi rushed forward. He wasn't trying to save Lü Wu; he wanted to stop Xie Lingqin because when she unleashed her full power, blood was already seeping from her brow bone.
This was a case of going astray in cultivation, and Yu Qingyi understood it.
He was Yu Qingyi, the unruly and troublesome young master of Bei Rong. At the same time as he awakened Xie Lingqin, that sword also skillfully pierced Zhuidamu's abdomen.
"Yu Qingyi—"
The sudden, sharp pain of broken bones and her increasingly rapid, weak breathing finally brought Xie Lingqin back to her senses. The bloodshot in her eyes faded rapidly, and she knelt on the ground in a panic, her whole body trembling. "Yu Qingyi, what's wrong with you? You..."
"Cough cough..."
Before Yu Qingyi could speak, Zhuidamu, who had grabbed Lvwu to try and save his life, collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from his abdomen.
"It's okay, I'm fine."
Yu Qingyi glanced at Zhuidamu, and then weakly released the sword from his hand. Even in such a disheveled state, he still retained the dignity of a prince. Looking at Xie Lingqin, a smile lingered in his eyes, "It's alright, I..."
Yu Qingyi's severed arm, where the bleeding had just stopped somewhat, started bleeding again.
In such cold weather, so much blood is being shed...
"You won't die, believe me, you won't die..."
Xie Lingqin was already stuttering. The world seemed to suddenly turn cold, and she seemed unsure of what to do with her hands.
What just happened? What exactly happened?
...
At this very moment, far away in Beirong, beneath a cliff shrouded in mist and clouds, Tridacna, sitting cross-legged, slowly withdrew its hand.
Her face was haggard, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her youthful face was beginning to age, her temples were streaked with white, and her eyes were sunken. In an instant, she aged thirty years, like an old woman who had been ill for a long time.
"Miss, please come quickly! My time is running out..."
The giant clam looked up at the sky, then at its own hand, its eyes flashing red light, and its pupils seemed to be losing focus.
...
Xie Lingqin frantically tore off her sleeve to stop Yu Qingyi's bleeding. The coughing was so sudden and unexpected in the cold weather that it caught her off guard.
A large mouthful of blood gushed out and landed on the snow, quickly freezing into ice. She didn't care; all she knew was that blood was gushing out.
If Yu Qingyi dies, if Yu Qingyi dies.
She will be sad, she will regret it for the rest of her life.
Nan Fenghuang, the younger sister she had just met, would never again enjoy the brilliance of the sun and moon in her life.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll keep things calm for you. As long as there's time, as long as there's time..."
Xie Lingqin wasn't sure if she was comforting herself or Yu Qingyi.
Because his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, yet he was still looking at her.
"Sister Qin...hehe...if I really die, bury my arm...and me...together...and the silent one...he, he...loves you, really, really..."
"As long as there's still time, it's alright, it's alright..." Xie Lingqin ignored her. Amidst her grief and resentment, her eyes suddenly lit up. She channeled her strength into her hand, and a faint, light aura enveloped Yu Qingyi's severed arm. Excited, she ignored the fact that at this moment, Zhuidamu, whose bleeding had stopped, kicked Lüwu away and slowly approached.
Xie Lingqin's gaze then turned to the edge of the cliff not far away, where Yu Qingyi's arm was half covered by snowflakes.
Suddenly, Xie Lingqin leaped up, catching everyone off guard. She darted to the edge of a snowdrift, brushed aside the snowflakes, picked up the severed arm from the ground, and placed her palm on it. Instantly, a light, ethereal energy emanated from her body, and the severed arm, which had seemed frozen and lifeless, began to regain some vitality...
She didn't know why, when she had just regained consciousness, her body was clearly depleted, yet at this moment, she was full of strength.
The light, ethereal aura, like wisps of green light, shimmered and translucent in the frigid air, as beautiful as pure crystal. It enveloped Xie Lingqin and Yu Qingyi's severed arm, which she was desperately trying to protect, as if nurturing a new life.
Zhuidamu was stunned by this scene; it was like a breathtakingly beautiful sight amidst the snow, a gathering of the essence of all things.
"This... is the Cloud Clan's spiritual art, bringing the dead back to life..."
Zhuidamu was shocked, surprised, and delighted.
"Sister Qin..."
Yu Qingyi's face was pale, but he had recovered somewhat. He knew that Xie Lingqin was using all her strength to save his arm.
Because of her efforts, he could sense a vibrant life force emanating from the severed arm. But Xie Lingqin's face was deathly pale; her once smooth, jade-like face had lost all its vitality, becoming instead dull and lifeless, with faint, mottled blue marks appearing...
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