The curtain of night gradually fell. Darkness engulfed everything within thousands of miles, and not a single ray of light could be seen. The brightly lit Wanxiang City was like a lone boat in the boundless ocean.
Dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and the night rain fell continuously.
The majestic statue in the shallow sea had already turned completely black. Raindrops slid down "Li Qingshan's" thick eyebrows. His eyes were still staring into the darkness, and he didn't care about anything behind him.
Lieutenant Luo blinked his eyes that were soaked by the cold rain and looked at the scar that he had left with his own hands in a daze. He suddenly felt extremely disappointed, as if he had lost something extremely important.
The surrounding crowd felt like they were witnessing history. Just when everyone thought that Li Qingshan would start a long reign in the Wanxiang Sect, it ended in an instant.
Wang Junxing, on the other hand, was extremely regretful. He couldn't do anything to Li Qingshan, so he could only vent his anger on Li Qingshan's lackeys, hoping that they would all die a horrible death.
"Hmph, I thought you guys were tough, but it turns out you're just a bunch of cowards!"
Leng Yuan was still high up in the sky. Snowflakes danced around him, and a cold smile appeared on his cold face, like the water seeping out of a cracked lake.
Who could go against the dignity of the law?
Then, without needing him to say another word, the soldiers walked up one by one and left their own marks on the back of the black statue.
The sword qi and blade qi were like bolts of lightning, instantly illuminating everyone's face before immediately sinking into darkness.
Everything was carried out in silence, as if they were holding some kind of ceremony to draw a line with the past.
Everyone was dazed and pale, without the confidence and high spirits they had when they first arrived. The hot blood that belonged to Asura gradually cooled down in their veins, and it was as cold as the rain, almost making them shiver.
They didn't fight to the last moment on the battlefield, but instead succumbed to some kind of invisible pressure, the strict law made by those in power.
Even a true Asura would lose their immortal body once they lost the battle intent in their heart, let alone them?
The courage of a general as a soldier!
That man was no longer here, and they were also separated from the army and separated into isolated individuals. Yet, they had to face an invincible enemy once again.
That kind of determination turned into helplessness of going with the flow, sacrificing the pride in their hearts like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
I suddenly understood that I wasn't a fierce warrior who dared to face the Demon God directly. I was just a cultivator at the lowest level of the cultivation world, a small character such as an "attendant" or "study partner".
Who could defy fate?
In just a short while, 'Li Qingshan' was covered in wounds, as if he had been tortured by a thousand cuts. He was on the verge of collapsing, unable to support his own weight.
But coincidentally, no one was willing to strike that fatal blow and cause it to completely collapse.
"Continue, don't stop!" Wang Junxing ordered loudly, "I've said it before, we must completely destroy it, not a single trace can be left!"
His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, searching for the weakest sheep in the flock. Suddenly, he locked onto one of them. "Hey, you! Don't think that I didn't see it. You're the only one who hasn't made a move yet. Everyone else has to make a move, or else we'll be the dogs of the Demon Domain! "
In the crowd, Tong Dagong's entire body trembled. First, many pairs of indifferent eyes looked at him, and then everyone's gazes gathered on him. Instantly, he felt as heavy as a mountain. The comrades who were once close and familiar to him were now so distant, leaving him alone.
"General …"
He looked up at the black statue, the rain blurring his vision. As long as he walked up and waved his hand lightly, he would be able to free himself from this boundless pressure.
But for some reason, he thought of the Black Tortoise Military God on the battlefield, who had condensed everyone's trust and hope. He was also a part of it!
So not only could he not attack, but he inexplicably spat out a sentence, "I'm willing to fight to the death with General …"
It sounded like a slogan, but also like a promise. Hearing this sentence, the indifferent gazes around him suddenly changed strangely.
"What did you say?" Wang Junxing didn't hear it clearly.
Tong Dagong slowly turned his head, a burning conviction filled his heart, and his eyes faintly glowed red. He glared at Wang Junxing angrily, "F * ck you!"
"Say it again, you're not willing to attack, are you also going to betray the sect!?"
This question had once frightened all the true disciples, but Tong Dagong, the lowest-level "servant", spat fiercely, "So what?"
Leng Yuan frowned. He had lost control of the situation slightly, so he immediately interrupted Wang Junxing and tried to persuade him gently, "Junior brother, Li Qingshan has already turned his back on you. Don't be so stubborn."
As he spoke, his tone was full of warning. The giant beast under his feet seemed to have sensed its master's emotions and suddenly bared its scimitar-like fangs, fiercely staring at Tong Dagong.
Tong Dagong's whole body was cold, his teeth chattering, and a strong sense of fear welled up in his heart. He almost bowed his head and admitted his mistake. But then he remembered the battle in Black Cloud City, the indomitable Demon God incarnation that slaughtered these true disciples like dogs, many times more terrifying than Leng Yuan, but in the end, didn't they also defeat it?
His fear suddenly weakened, and the red light in his eyes intensified.
"F * ck you! If it weren't for Li Qingshan, you f * cking true disciples would have already fled back to the Wanxiang Sect! Li Qingshan may be a traitor of the Wanxiang Sect, but he has never wronged me, Tong Dagong! Besides, if it weren't for Li Qingshan, I wouldn't even know where the gate of the Wanxiang Sect is, and I would have already died in Black Cloud City! "
Tong Dagong scolded to his heart's content, his eyes red like fire, and there was no longer any fear in his heart.
He had no loyalty to the Wanxiang Sect, and ordinary soldiers like them were just peasant children recruited from all over the human world to guard the border. Although they had the opportunity to make contributions and enter the path of cultivation, in the bitter and cold frontier fortress without any cultivation resources, in the end, only one in a thousand could become a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, and most of them became a pile of bones under Black Cloud City.
Everyone was stunned. A mere Zhuji cultivator dared to speak to a Yang Spirit cultivator like this.
"How dare you!" Wang Junxing shouted harshly, but he was a bit timid at heart. He vaguely saw the shadow of that man in Tong Dagong, which aroused deep fear in his heart.
Only Leng Yuan remained calm and collected. The drizzling rain suddenly turned into flying snow that filled the sky. For a moment, the sky was frozen and the earth was frozen. The giant beast under his feet let out a mournful roar that shook the heaven and earth.
"Tong Dagong, do you know what crime you've committed?"
Leng Yuan asked word by word. He also saw the shadow of that man in Tong Dagong, and a strong sense of disgust surged in his heart. Such a person must die!
"I know, isn't it just death? It's not like I haven't died before. Who are you trying to scare? "
With a clang, Tong Dagong drew his saber out of its sheath and placed it across his neck. "My life was given by Li Qingshan, and today I will return it to him!"
His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, he clenched his teeth, clenched the hilt with both hands, and gradually exerted force. The blade sank deep into his neck, and blood immediately gushed out, dyeing half of his body red.
However, he did not relax at all. Inch by inch, he cut open the flesh and blood, and cut the neck bone along the bone. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the thick neck was cut open.
When the neck was completely cut, he grabbed the bun on the top of his head with his right hand, lifted his head to show everyone, and suddenly fell on his back.
Blood spread on the ground, and the head rolled to one side. The red light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Although it was ferocious and terrifying, there was no fear.
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