The two attacks collided with each other, and although most of the force was offset, the aftermath still knocked Ning Qiu Shui away.

She fell not far away, covered in blood, unable to move.

Before Qu Yun could react, a giant hand in black mist reached out.

He had no room to dodge and was pinched in the giant black mist hand like an ant.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he walked towards them step by step on the magic mist.

He raised his palm and exerted a little force, easily crushing the Daoyuan armor that Qu Yun was proud of.

Qu Yun's seven orifices were bleeding and his lungs were dislocated, the pain made his expression distorted.

He understood that death was the best outcome now that he was in Jiang Zhige's hands, and he was afraid that Jiang Zhige would torture him in an extremely cruel way.

Qu Yun was not afraid at all and laughed grimly: "Jiang Zhige! Do you really think you can save her?"

Jiang Zhige's face was grim. Now, as long as he exerted a little force, he could make Qu Yun's soul fly away. How dare Qu Yun still speak so shamelessly here?

"By the way, you should have found the body of the blind girl outside the forest, right? Did she die miserably?"

"How pitiful! You were right nearby, but she has become a rotting, smelly corpse."

Qu Yun was still laughing wildly when he was about to die, trying to disgust Jiang Zhige in this way.

And his words did work.

The murderous intent in Jiang Zhige's eyes almost solidified into reality. He waved his hand and used his magical power to burn Qu Yun's soul.

Qu Yun instantly let out a heart-wrenching wail and tried desperately to break free from the black fog.

No matter how strong his character was, he could not withstand the burning pain that went straight to the depths of his soul.

Even so, Qu Yun was still laughing, but his laughter sounded extremely miserable, more like wailing.

"Jiang Zhige, I want to let you taste again the pain I felt when I lost my beloved!"

Along with Qu Yun's miserable laughter, a dazzling red light suddenly emanated from his body.

In fact, he had guessed about his own ending long before.

After all, Jiang Zhige is a Demon Emperor. No matter how many cards Qu Yun has, he has little chance of winning. If he loses, he will surely be worse off than dead.

Rather than being tortured for eternity, he might as well end his own life and disgust Jiang Zhige at the same time.

Jiang Zhige's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly guessed Qu Yun's intention.

He also wanted to stop Qu Yun from committing suicide, but it was too late.

With a loud bang, Qu Yun's body turned into countless scarlet sword lights and exploded, sweeping in all directions like a storm.

The terrifying and violent sword intent was like the presence of the Wild Blood Dragon Emperor himself, wreaking havoc in every inch of space.

It was no problem for Jiang Zhige to protect himself, but Ning Qiu Shui was not far away. At the moment, she was seriously injured and was like a fragile reed in front of the violent sword intent, which would break if she was not careful.

Jiang Zhige could only devote most of his strength to prevent Ning Qiu Shui from getting hurt in the slightest.

"Qiu Shui, come to my side!"

The violent sword intent that Qu Yun released at the cost of his life was enough to rival the emperor's full-strength attack. Even Jiang Zhige did not dare to be careless.

If he dispels the sword intent or gets distracted, he will definitely not be able to protect Ning Qiu Shui perfectly, and Ning Qiu Shui will be torn into pieces if he is exposed to even a little bit of the sword intent.

Ning Qiu Shui didn't say anything, her eyes were red and her face looked lonely.

"Azhi, please go."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Zhige frowned. Not to mention leaving now, he would not be able to protect Ning Qiu Shui if he was not careful.

Ning Qiu Shui lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "I can no longer move."

The previous music was too much of a burden for her. Now she couldn't even stand up, let alone walk to Jiang Zhige's side? And Jiang Zhige needed to protect Ning Qiushui wholeheartedly, so he couldn't move freely. If Ning Qiushui couldn't walk to Jiang Zhige's side by herself, it meant that she was already dead.

Jiang Zhige's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at Ning Qiu Shui without saying a word.

"Azhi, you are different from me. You are the emperor, you cannot act on your emotions."

"I have been able to prove my truth in this life, and I have no regrets when I die. I will see you again in the next life, the next life."

Ning Qiu Shui was already in tears as she spoke, choking with sobs and unable to utter a single word.

Having said that, how could she not have any regrets? After thousands of years of ups and downs, she finally got together with Jiang Zhige, and there were still too many things they hadn't done together, but now she was going to die here.

After a while, Jiang Zhige still didn't move.

Ning Qiushui could only hide her sorrow and pretend to be serious, "Ah Zhi, I am just a woman, and I am just the icing on the cake for you, why do you linger on?"

"The desperate situation today is not because of you, but because of myself."

"As the dignified emperor of the heavens, if you are indecisive because of your love for your children, how can you rule over all living beings in the heavens with dignity in the future?"

Ning Qiu Shui seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Zhige.

"Ning Qiushui, are you kidding?"

Jiang Zhige had an unpleasant expression on his face and looked straight at Ning Qiu Shui.

Precisely because he is a great emperor, it is impossible for him to abandon Ning Qiu Shui.

Since he started practicing Taoism, Jiang Zhige has been determined to protect others. If he can't even protect his own woman, why would he be an emperor? Jiang Zhige stretched out his hand to Ning Qiushui and said in a deep voice, "It's not time to despair yet. We are only thirteen steps apart."

As long as Ning Qiu Shui could come to his side, he could easily dispel the violent sword intent or directly take Ning Qiu Shui away from the Emperor's Tomb.

Ning Qiu Shui's beautiful eyes were filled with tears and she was choked with tears and speechless.

She also wanted to go over, but her body had already been overloaded and she was unable to move on her own.

"Qiu Shui, you regard me as your way, but now you want to give up in front of me?"

"It's not that I am nostalgic for love, but that you are wavering and doubting your own path."

Jiang Zhige looked at Ning Qiu Shui's beautiful face, the dead Qi Muyao, the amnesiac Mo Ziyan, and even the faces of Su Qingqiu and Nangong Rou, all of which appeared in his mind one by one.

Until now, he could no longer afford to lose Ning Qiu Shui.

"No, no, I"

"Ning Qiushui!"

Jiang Zhige's loud shout stunned Ning Qiu Shui.

"You can't die, you can't!"

"Just thirteen steps, you can do it!"

Jiang Zhige's eyes were moist and he stared at Ning Qiu Shui with gritted teeth.

Ning Qiu Shui lowered her head again, tears streaming down her face.

You are right. Giving up at this moment does not mean giving up one’s life, but giving up the relationship with Jiang Zhige.

Thinking of the scenes at Bai Lulin and Jiang Zhige who was thirteen steps away, could she really die without regrets?

Ning Qiu Shui didn't say another word and tried to get closer to Jiang Zhige.

Every time she moved, she would use up almost all her strength, and she couldn't stand up no matter what.

Ning Qiu Shui could only crawl on the ground, using his hands and feet to crawl towards Jiang Zhige with difficulty.

However, the human body has its limits. Relying solely on her illusory willpower, she only crawled three steps before completely losing her strength.

Jiang Zhige felt as if someone was holding his heart and he couldn't breathe.