As Li Yao roared, Wuying Qi — or Li Linghai's face was more and more twisted, and he was struggling more and more. It was almost impossible to tell who he — or she — was exactly!
The face that was full of ugly veins displayed the dominance and coldness of an emperor at first, followed by the cruelty and madness of a demon, but in the end, it was the gentleness of a woman and the determination of a mother.
He — her left hand dragged her right hand toward Li Yao's neck, as if she were going to choke Li Yao's throat and stop Li Yao from talking.
However, cracking noises were echoing from her right arm, and quite a few bones were broken. Her arm dangled weakly, unwilling to attack Li Yao.
Even the two armies whose long hair had turned red and white were biting and gnawing at each other like two groups of vipers that belonged to different camps.
"Even you are going to betray me?"
Wuying Qi's roar of disbelief echoed from his throat. "Ungrateful son of a b * tch, it was I who saved you from your misery, it was I who taught you all the marvelous arts, it was I who allowed you to retaliate against the people you hated, and it was I who gave you the opportunity to do whatever you wanted in the royal palace. How dare you repay me in such a way? How dare you!"
But then, a high-pitched shriek that belonged to Li Linghai echoed from the same throat. "You promised that you would spare Li Jialing's soul. You promised!"
"That was only if everything went well!"
Wuying Qi's devastating voice echoed again. "But right now, our plan has been ruined by Li Yao. It's all his fault. If you still want to save your son's soul, stop hindering him and kill him!"
"Kill my ass!"
While Wuying Qi — or Li Linghai — was fighting each other, Li Yao crashed his head into his — or her chest heavily with his last bit of strength. The overwhelming spiritual energy pierced into his — or her body through his spiritual root like sharp blades!
"Ahhh!"
The chests of Wuying Qi — or Li Linghai — collapsed deeply, and the two souls screamed at the same time.
"This …"
Li Yao quickly blinked his eyes. He was so anxious that his forehead was beaded with sweat. "Your Highness, tell me, how can I help you get rid of this bastard?"
"Hehehehe, that's impossible!"
Putting on the cruelest expression on his hideous face that was full of veins, Wuying Qi grinned hideously. "My soul is deeply entangled with the slut's soul. Killing me is equivalent to killing her. What's your choice, Cultivator Li Yao?"
Then, his expression changed, and Li Linghai's brilliance appeared again. He stuttered and said with difficulty, "Kill … Kill … Kill me, kill me!"
Li Yao's expression changed again and again. He had just used the telekinesis skill to grab the three sabers from the ground, but he couldn't slash them down no matter how hard he tried.
He did not have any family since he was a child, and he had only lived with his father. Right now, he sincerely regarded Li Jialing as his own younger brother.
Although he and Li Linghai were not very close, she was the only woman that his father had ever loved and Li Jialing's mother after all.
Didn't Li Jialing sneak into the capital with them without caring about anything exactly because he wanted to rescue his mother?
It would've been easier if her self-awareness hadn't been awakened, but right now, Li Linghai had clearly awakened her self-awareness. For the moment, Li Yao really didn't know whether or not he should attack Wuying Qi or Li Linghai.
After a moment of hesitation, his chest was hit heavily like the scourge of a meteorite again. As it turned out, Wuying Qi controlled the body again and blew him away again.
"Hahahahaha. This is the greatest shortcoming of the Cultivators — mercy and hesitation!"
The blood hair on the back of Li Linghai's head gradually gained the upper hand in the competition of self-awareness. Swallowing and infecting the newly-generated whiteness, he smiled so hard that Li Linghai's lips were almost torn apart. "Such feeble beings are not qualified to lead the civilization of mankind!"
"Yes, he is a merciful idiot."
A voice came from Wuying Qi's back. "But I'm not!"
It turned out to be Long Yangjun, who had summoned a hundred sabers and flying swords with remote manipulation. All the magical equipment that was burning with the most intense flames of spiritual energy darted at Wuying Qi quickly.
The battle between Wuying Qi and Li Linghai a moment ago had significantly weakened his control over the bald devilized people. Those devilized people had just been born in the first place and had not been nurtured by the tenebrum energy yet. Without Wuying Qi's control, they were all holding their heads and screaming miserably because of the conflict between their beliefs and the tenebrum energy. How could they be a match for Long Yangjun?
Long Yangjun took care of those devilized people more than easily. Manipulating their weapons into a storm of brilliance, she attacked the critical parts all over Wuying Qi's body mercilessly.
Long Yangjun was neither righteous nor evil. She could not be counted as a Cultivator in the first place. She and Li Linghai did not have any feelings or ties at all. Naturally, there was no reason for her to hesitate at all. She launched the most aggressive attack the moment she attacked, showing the demeanor of a swordsman from the ancient times.
Wuying Qi had to resist the counterattack of Li Linghai inside his body on one hand and suppress Li Yao on the other hand. He had no time to watch out for Long Yangjun behind him. By the time he sensed that Long Yangjun's killing array of flying swords were coming at him, it was already too late. He could only try his best. Waving his left arm, intense bloody mist spurted out of his pores and blocked the hundred flying swords and sabers like a shield. Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi!
Zi! Zi! Zi!
Dazzling electric arcs were flowing crazily in the bloody mist. The hundred flying swords were obviously frozen, but the tips of the swords were shivering crazily, as if they would break the barrier at any moment and continue sprinting at Wuying Qi.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Chi! Chi! As if being burned by the highest temperature, the bloody mist was dimming and shrinking in the first place, exactly like Wuying Qi's soul at this moment.
Long Yangjun's and Wuying Qi's faces immediately turned pale. Their eye sockets exploded, and the gaps that looked like spider webs were spreading out nonstop. They were like two cracked statues that would collapse at any moment.
It was the purest competition of soul, energy, and even vitality. There was nothing fancy about it at all. It was as if the two of them were tearing each other apart and rolling toward the abyss of destruction.
Even Li Yao, who was not far away, could sense that their vitality was fading at a visible rate. No, it was not fading; it was almost "rushing"!
The short three seconds felt as long as three years. Finally, the blood mist and flying swords between the two of them abruptly contracted and fiercely exploded. The shockwave mixed with thousands of fragments of swords and sabers almost enveloped the entire space. Even Li Yao was affected and was once again sent tumbling backwards a few times.
"Long Yangjun!"
Li Yao was only shocked by the aftershock after all and was not directly wounded. He released his telepathic thoughts to search and soon located Long Yangjun. When he lunged at her, he discovered that Long Yangjun's face was pale, and her crystal armor was broken and embedded with scraps. She couldn't have been more feeble.
He hurried to retrieve a medical drug from his Cosmos Ring and injected it into Long Yangjun's spine. Then, he helped her dissolve the drug with his spiritual energy.
Looking at Wuying Qi's direction, Li Yao saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The bloody mist gradually dispersed. Wuying Qi, or Li Linghai, seemed to be standing on a cliff, with unspeakable regret and determination on her face.
Her long hair once again turned into a crystal clear, pure and flawless white. It was so white that there was not the slightest bit of impurity, whether it was black or red.
Her eyes regained the purity of the past, too, so pure that she could see beauty and kindness in the dirtiest and darkest world.
They were not the eyes of Li Linghai a year ago.
They were the eyes of Li Linghai a hundred years ago when she was a girl. They were the eyes of a girl who did not know what she was going to experience and what kind of fate she would bear in the next hundred years.
She smiled, like a flower that was falling from a cliff.
In her throat and chest, there was some kind of power that was struggling desperately, vainly trying to regain control of her body. However, she used her left hand, which had temporarily returned to her control, to grab her soft right hand, and to hold half of the sharp broken knife.
She looked at Li Yao thoughtfully, with indescribable regret and apology in her eyes.
"Don't —"
Li Yao felt that his blood was freezing, and he shouted subconsciously.
But Li Linghai turned a deaf ear to him. Her fingers were cut open by the edge of the saber, and hot blood was flowing out. Just like that, she grabbed the edge of the saber and stabbed it at her own chest brutally.
"Chi!"
She did not leave any room for herself. The saber pierced into her chest and out of her back. She even twisted the back of the saber and completely destroyed the tissues of her heart.
Her body had been exhausted in the Gold Crystal Pyramid in the first place, and it couldn't have been more withered and corrupted. Now that even her heart had been destroyed, she couldn't have been used by such a brutal man even if her other organs were intact.
"Ahhh!"
The tranquility and relief on her face were immediately replaced by brutality and pain, and Wuying Qi's screams burst out of her throat.
All the protruding veins on her body seemed to be breaking free of the restraint of her muscles. They broke apart and spurted out countless pillars of blood.
Even the saber that had minced her heart was drawn out, and blood spurted out of her chest.
The pillar of blood and the plasma condensed into a raging mist in midair, gradually revealing Wuying Qi's big face that was gnashing his teeth.
"This is Wuying Qi's remaining soul!"
Long Yangjun struggled to shout, "Kill him! Don't let him run away!"
Hardly had she concluded her sentence when the bloody face stared at Li Yao brutally and split into hundreds of streaks of brilliance, fleeing into the depths of the Gold Crystal Pyramid.
Li Yao reacted rather quickly. He launched thousands of pieces of saber and sword at the streaks of brilliance with his telepathic thoughts, but he only had the time to block fifty of them.
He was about to chase after them, when the last batch of bald devilized people popped up again. Although they had lost Wuying Qi's control, their brains had been seriously twisted by the tenebrum energy, and they were enough to stall Li Yao for a while.
Li Yao kicked a few devilized people away quickly and took back Li Linghai's broken body.
"Your Grace, please don't die like this!"
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