The corpses littered the valley. Apart from Shi Su's shout, it was very quiet. The stifling feeling of being soaked in blood was caused by the accumulation of death. It was suffocating. The few people who were still conscious were even breathing cautiously.
But now, someone suddenly moved amidst the silence of the pile of corpses. There was no sound, but there was a slow movement. On top of the pile of corpses, a bloodstained hand seemed to be struggling as it waved towards the two people.
Was this a cry for help?
If he didn't see Shi Su's angry red eyes, Nan Xiaohe would definitely think so. But with Shi Su's hateful gaze in front of him, he could tell that the person who suddenly moved was an enemy and not a friend.
Once, twice. That right hand was waving with great difficulty.
Shi Su had already let go of Bi Su and stood up. Nan Xiaohe couldn't understand it at all.
What was the meaning of this? He looked at the right hand that was struggling in the air.
The right hand suddenly stopped moving and froze in the air.
Shi Su was about to step forward.
"Be careful," Nan Xiaohe promptly reminded. He had already roughly understood the situation in the surroundings. He originally thought that the North Style Academy was putting up a desperate resistance in the valley. That was why there were so many tragic deaths. But when he swept his eyes around, a fact that made him dumbstruck was, the corpses lying on the ground in the ravine, or those whose life or death was still unknown, were actually all wearing the uniform of the three big academies. There was not a single one from the North Style Academy, not even a single one was injured.
How was this possible?
Nan Xiaohe couldn't believe it. He didn't need to investigate who was the one who had fallen here. The people from the three academies who participated in this operation were the most outstanding elites of the three academies. But looking at the casualties in the valley, the strength of the three academies had regressed by ten years. What was more frightening was that the three academies had sacrificed ten years of strength, but it didn't seem to bring any casualties to the North Style Academy. There were no traces of the North Style Academy's people in front of them. There was only that guy who moved among the pile of corpses and waved his hand at them strangely before freezing again.
Could it be that he did it alone?
This heaven-defying thought finally drilled into Nan Xiaohe's mind. Because he couldn't think of any other possibility in the current situation.
So he promptly reminded Shi Su to be careful. If there were casualties in this valley. If it was all done by one person, then it didn't matter if he was the Sect Leader of Nandang Sect or Luo Xiu. In front of this person, he was nothing.
But in the entire continent, he could easily suppress experts of their level. I'm afraid there are only those six. Could the person in front of me be …
"Didn't you notice? That guy is already at his limit. He has used up all of his Soul Power," Shi Su said through gritted teeth.
So, in the end, this guy did it all by himself! But this fellow was so skinny and small. The young man's appearance did not resemble any of the six. Who was this person?
Nan Xiaohe was still puzzled, but Shi Su had already strode forward. A cry of surprise came from behind them. Nan Xiaohe turned around and saw that it was Island Lord Cang of Queyue Academy who had finally entered the valley after the two of them. Nan Xiaohe instantly lost his cool.
Nan Xiaohe didn't have time to explain. Shi Su was already in front of that person in just a few steps. The man's right hand, which had been waving twice before, now drooped down weakly.
Nan Xiaohe took a look at the wall that was put down by the roommate. She was sure that it was dead. The only remaining senior expert in the cultivation world had actually died in this valley just like that. To be able to do such a thing, could it really be this young man in front of him whom he couldn't even recognize?
"Who is it?" At this moment, Shi Su's furious roar reverberated in the valley again.
Even though Shi Su had thought of Nan Xiaohe's heaven-defying idea, he would never accept it.
That was his teacher. Although he was old, he was still strong and vigorous. Furthermore, he had the Divine Martial Seal on him. Even against the six experts, his teacher might have the ability to fight. This unfamiliar young man in front of him was the murderer who killed his teacher? He didn't believe it. No matter what, he wouldn't believe it.
"Who is it!"
He roared as he asked. His voice was filled with Soul Power. It was like a sharp blade reverberating in the valley. Lu Ping, who was very close to him, suddenly had blood splatter on his face. His face had been injured by the sound wave.
Who was it?
He vaguely heard this voice. It seemed to be a question, but he really didn't have the strength to answer. He didn't even have the strength to think.
So tired.
From his body to his Soul Power. Every inch of his body, as long as it was still a part of him, was so tired.
He opened his eyes, but he was so tired that he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.
He heard the voice, but he was so tired that he couldn't hear clearly what was said.
He raised his hand when he heard the voice. He wanted to call out, but he couldn't move fast. He couldn't use his Soul Power anymore.
He had indeed reached his limit. After defeating the people from the three academies in the valley, he had used up all the energy he could. The last time he felt this feeling of exhaustion was when he escaped from the organization. He killed all the pursuers and carried Su Tang on his back as he walked in the snowy plains. Because of the temporary opening in the experiment, the Ecstasy Soul Locking gradually recovered its confinement. Without the Soul Power, he was just a young man who was thinner and weaker than an ordinary child. He carried Su Tang on his back and kept walking. He didn't know the direction and didn't know where he was going. He just kept walking forward. He walked for a long time. He fell and got up. When he couldn't walk anymore, he remembered that he was like today. In the end, he didn't fall. In the end, he felt that he could continue walking forward.
At that time, he finally took another step forward.
So now, he should still be able to use one more move, right?
"Who is it?!" Mu Su roared for the third time. The third time. He had more or less lost his mind, but he could still discern that the man in front of him had lost his mind, and he wouldn't be able to get any useful information from him. The third roar was an attack, and its sound wave was like a heavy hammer that went toward Lu Ping's drooping head.
Lu Ping raised his head at this moment. His originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up. In his mind, a large expanse of dazzling white appeared. There was no boundary, no end. And he just looked forward.
He could still take another step.
There was only this thought in his mind.
Then he heard an angry roar. He didn't hear what it was, and he didn't want to hear it. When he heard the sound, he subconsciously moved.
He could still take another step.
As he thought, he waved his hand.
Fast and accurate.
Whoosh!
The power of the soul shot out from Lu Ping's fingertips. He was already unconscious. There was only one thought in his mind. Carry Su Tang and continue walking.
The power of the soul took shape.
Charge, cry, qi, pivot, strength, essence. Everything was there. If Mu Su's sound wave was like a heavy hammer, then Lu Ping's finger was like a flick. It was also a heavy hammer and a sharp sword. But it was thousands of heavy hammers and thousands of sharp swords.
A person who looked like he was dying suddenly launched such an attack. Mu Su, who was close to him, didn't react at all. His attack was shattered. He was hit by the thousands of heavy hammers and sharp swords and was sent flying.
The sudden change caught Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai off guard. Just when they thought of helping, Shi Su had already flown past them with a whoosh. All they could do was turn their heads to look. But even then, they couldn't catch up with him.
Bang!
Mu Su, who was sent flying, crashed into the mountain wall with a loud bang. Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai heard the sound first. Their eyes followed it. But they couldn't find Mu Su anymore.
On the mountain wall, the shattered rocks were flying. What was left on the mountain wall was a patch of blood.
Shattered.
One of the seven constellations of the Black Tortoise, the mountain wall, was shattered by this attack. Not a bit of flesh or bone was left. There was no trace of the power of the soul. It was shattered so cleanly that only a patch of blood was left on the mountain wall.
What kind of power was this?
Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai's jaws dropped. Their eyes met. They could see one word in each other's eyes: escape.
It was unimaginable for two top experts of the Big Four to want to escape so decisively. But what was more frightening was that neither of them moved.
It wasn't because they couldn't put down their pride or hold on to their beliefs. The two of them didn't move because they didn't dare.
The person in front of them was an expert who could turn Mu Su, who was as famous as them, into a pool of blood. They were afraid that they would die faster if they ran.
They turned their heads slightly and carefully shifted their gazes. Then, they saw the person in the pile of corpses move forward with great difficulty.
In Lu Ping's eyes, there were no more opponents. He could still take one more step. This was the thought that he held on to.
"It's the final radiance of the setting sun!" This step allowed Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai to completely recognize Lu Ping. That attack just now was terrifying, but it was Lu Ping's final burst before his death.
How could such a terrifying enemy give him a chance to recover? At this moment, Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai's minds were connected. They were so afraid earlier because Lu Ping's strength was too overwhelming. Now that they saw an opportunity, they weren't people who didn't have the courage to take risks. Like lightning, they charged toward Lu Ping.
Looking at the two figures, Lu Ping didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. It was like the snowflakes that fell from the snowfield. After he squeezed out his last bit of strength to take that step, he could only watch helplessly as they buried him.
Last time, he met the dean, who brought him and Su Tang back to Zhenfeng College.
What about this time?
This time, there would be no dean. Fortunately, there was no Su Tang this time.
Thinking of this, Lu Ping couldn't help but smile. Amidst a pile of corpses, covered in blood, in front of two powerful killing moves, he smiled naturally.
This …
Seeing this smile, Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai's hearts tightened. However, they had already rushed to this point, and there was no way out.
The two figures crossed each other, forming a perfect cross, and swept past where Lu Ping was standing.
Did it work?
No!
The two of them immediately sensed it. A Soul Force came at an unimaginable speed and left at an extremely fast speed.
At the place where the two figures crossed each other, the smiling young man had disappeared. Only a trail of flowing light was left. At the moment when the two of them used their killing moves without delay, Lu Ping was forcibly taken away by someone.
Who was it?
Feeling the remnant spirit power, the two of them looked up into the sky. The trail of flowing light flew out of the valley.
They didn't know where this person came from. He came and went as he pleased, as if the distance and distance didn't exist.
Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai looked at each other.
"World's End Near."
"Kaiyang Guo Wushu."
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