Chapter 189 Chapter 189 "Now I will never be afraid of the cold again...
Inside the Zhanying Hall, in front of the huge stone statue standing silently.
The karmic fire devoured most of Lan Qi's body, and the faint flames spread to his beautiful face, which was gray and lifeless.
Then, the tip that first touched the skin turned into an arrow shape and suddenly pierced into the center of the forehead.
Under the unstoppable momentum, Wu Shao's soul, which had been sleeping for a long time, woke up in the blink of an eye.
He transformed into a giant phoenix and rushed out of Lan Qi's sea of consciousness, his entire body covered in blazing flames, attempting to fight against the karmic fire that was haunting his soul.
However, due to Lan Qi's previous plot, his soul was severely damaged. After a moment of difficult confrontation, black and blue replaced red. Amidst the unwilling cry of the phoenix, he was bitten by the karmic fire and pulled into Lan Qi's head, disintegrating into ashes. When the wind blew, not even a trace was left.
The cold waves of fire distorted the air in the hall, making crackling sounds.
It seems to announce the end of the long love-hate relationship.
The figures leaning against each other's arms were no longer there, leaving only emptiness and loneliness.
There shouldn't be an afterlife, right?
She and Lan Qi were connected in life by accident.
They have given each other sincere love, but have never truly loved each other.
Wrong time, wrong person, wrong fate.
Everything is wrong.
Why bother looking forward to the afterlife?
Jiu Zhao was filled with melancholy, but before she could express herself, a throbbing sensation deep in her blood suddenly seized her.
The other half of the owner died, and the Phoenix Blood finally broke free and became one.
"ah--!!!"
The suppressed cry of pain tore Jiu Zhao's throat.
An indescribable and powerful force, carrying a heat that was enough to ignite everything, rushed into her heart.
It awakened the same source in her body, and the two depended on each other and merged in an instant.
At first, it felt like a clear stream flowing through the earth again after years of drought.
With soothing warmth, it calms every agitation in your blood.
But the warmth is fleeting.
After circulating throughout the body for a full cycle, the flow of the clear stream suddenly accelerated, instantly turning into a raging sea, roaring and breaking through the riverbed.
Limbs and bones, flesh and soul.
Even the tiniest tips of the veins were penetrated and washed away by the torrent that symbolized destruction and rebirth.
The blood was boiling in the veins.
The bones could not bear it any longer and uttered groans that made one's teeth ache.
It was as if the whole person was thrown into a never-extinguished cauldron, and all the internal organs were releasing a burning sensation.
Jiu Zhao's vision was completely filled with red.
She lost her hearing, and the only sound in her ears was the roar of blood rushing like a tsunami.
The bone-eating pain brought by the erosion of the karmic fire seemed so insignificant in the face of this vast and boundless power that it was almost completely ignored.
Jiu Zhao subconsciously raised his hand and clenched his five fingers.
The cold full moon outside the window seems to be within reach, and the stars hanging high in the sky are also curled up and crawling in the palm of my hand.
A kind of almost blasphemous pleasure, an intoxication that made the soul tremble, ran through Jiu Zhao's will like an electric current.
She never deliberately pursued power, and even instinctively resisted the heavy fate it brought.
But at this moment, she had to admit——
This pleasure of controlling the creation of heaven and earth is like throwing a stone into the calm lake of the soul, creating a brief but turbulent ripple.
…
The cold touch from his fingertips woke Jiu Zhao from his immersed world.
She looked down and saw that it was Zhu Yan who picked up the power ring that had fallen in the corner and handed it to her.
He stood silently nearby, his eyes calm and indifferent as he faced Lan Qi's passing.
Yes.
Even if there are endless sorrows, grievances, loves and joys, this is not the place to express them.
There are still demon ministers outside who don't know the truth and need to be dealt with.
Jiu Zhao calmed himself down.
"Please show up later and clean up the mess in the hall first."
Her gaze shifted from the statue, which was cut by the fighting spells, to Qiong Xing, who was unconscious in the distance.
Zhu Yan nodded in understanding, gathered his killing moves at his fingertips, and turned to walk towards that end.
The intention is self-evident.
"No need to kill her, just find a place to tie her up."
Thinking of the brief time they had spent together in the harem, Jiu Zhao spoke out to stop him.
She casually took off the heavy crown, and then the outermost layer of the gorgeous wedding dress that dragged three feet on the ground was also removed.
Suddenly, only her snow-white blouse and petticoat covered her body.
Seeing this, Zhu Yan couldn't hide his heartache.
He stopped walking towards Qiong Xing, turned around, took off his ceremonial robe and tried to put it on her.
Jiu Zhao waved his hand again to refuse.
"Now I am no longer afraid of the cold."
After saying this, she put the ring of power on her thumb.
He walked slowly and steadily towards the core of the supporting magic circle a few feet away.
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