Tang Sanghua's eyes were filled with anger, sadness, and hatred. She bore the pain of being torn apart and her broken heart. The sourness in her heart thickened into grievances. She was the queen of thousands of people. Perhaps it was because she had violated a taboo by touching a mortal's fingertips? Even in the most difficult times, she had never suffered such a fatal injury. She had never been betrayed to the point where she was torn apart and the pain seeped into her bones.
"Does it hurt?" Yan Li's voice was gentle. His eyes were gentle, as if he was looking at his beloved lover.
However, his face was filled with an evil and cold smile, and there was a kind of almighty indifference. The rune of a dragon swallowing the divine sword on his forehead was vivid and lifelike, as if it had been carved by a knife and chiseled by an ax.
Li Ya suddenly pulled it out, and an arrow of blood spurted out, hitting his face. His deep, cold laughter sounded roundabout. "Then it must be painful! Who in this world can feel pain better than me? I have struggled in the darkness for thousands of years, but I have suffered unforgettable pain. The strong smell of blood attracts me. Now, who else will crown me? "
Starting from the rune, a dark gray color covered his head and face, followed by the rest of his body.
His hair was scattered, and his nails were dyed dark gray. They grew sharper, like dragon claws.
The dragon claws flirtatiously lifted Tang Sanghua's delicate chin. "Are you cold?"
Tang Sanghua's face was pale. She clenched her teeth and did not say a word. If it was someone else, they would definitely die after being stabbed like this. Thinking of this, the anger and hatred in her eyes intensified.
"Then it's cold!" Yan Li's deep sneer seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. "But do you know that the endless darkness where nothing exists buried the loneliness of the Eternal Night? The coldness that seeped into the bones flowed through my body like fragrant and intoxicating blood. It did not stop for thousands of years. I prayed again and again for light and warmth, but the high and mighty gods turned a blind eye to me. Your eyes tell me that at this moment, you hate me as much as I hate her. But how can I describe my pain to you? "
"You can't understand!" He suddenly roared angrily. "I want to destroy you!"
He grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
Tang Sanghua was suffocated. She frowned in pain. She wanted to bite Yan Li to death, but there was nothing she could do at this moment.
"Today's shame … I … Tang Buluo swears that I will … crush your bones and scatter your ashes …" Deep resentment shone from her beautiful eyes.
"Hate?"
Yan Li sneered in a low voice, as if he was showing his disdain from his soul. "That is hatred! Look at the endless corpses that cover the mountains and plains. I can't bear to part with them. I owe them. Every single one of them is crying mournfully, 'Why won't the movement of life descend?' Ah! Ah! The resentment of the dead spread like a tide, turning into an ominous omy, trying to destroy the love. Even though you're just like a stray stray cat, a worthless pitiful creature. "
His hand tightened. Tang Sanghua used all her remaining strength, but she couldn't pull his hand away. Her consciousness wandered on the edge of darkness. Her eyes flashed with determination. She took out the Heaven Silkworm with absolute determination. Even if she died, she had to gouge out one of his eyes first.
"I've heard of the Empress of Heaven, I've come to Yavanruo, I've come to the World's Sound Forest Map …"
At this moment, a gentle and soothing scripture was suddenly cast down from the distant sky. The voice was like a Sanskrit chant, solemn and sacred. It carried a kind of supreme divine power that calmed the hearts of those who heard it.
Yan Li's hand paused slightly.
Tang Sanghua's consciousness was clear. She took the opportunity to break free from his grasp. She clutched her abdomen and staggered to escape.
A young girl flashed out of the alley. She recognized it was Xiao Chun, who was by the Buddha Wisdom Painting's side. She allowed her to help her escape into the alley.
Yan Li didn't chase after her. He only looked towards the direction of the voice. The woman standing on the roof was chanting non-stop, chattering like a fly. However, he urgently needed to hear someone speak to feel the joy of existence, so he didn't mind letting her do it.
The woman suddenly stopped chanting. She sighed softly. "That ominous thing still swallowed you in the end, causing you to fall into darkness. Could it be that the songs I composed had no effect? But, I can feel your soul. You're still Yan Li. You're not controlled by anyone. Did you want to become like this yourself? What kind of pain are you running away from? "
She was naturally the Buddha Wisdom Painting.
"Shh." Yan Li smiled charmingly. He raised his index finger at her and gestured for her to keep quiet.
The Buddha Wisdom Painting quietly felt. The fire of his soul was flickering.
"Listen, there seems to be some sound. Are they also celebrating, celebrating my birth? "Yan Li's voice was soft, carrying the secret delight of a child who had stolen candy.
There was indeed some sound brewing.
The Buddha Wisdom Painting's hearing was extraordinary. She was suddenly startled. It was the sound of swords and sabers. The sword hums and saber hums that filled the city that day seemed to have appeared again. However, they were still soft and quiet, like the sleep-talking of a baby who was about to wake up.
"No!" Yan Li's expression changed drastically. "What is this sound? I hate it so much, it's unforgettable … It reminds me of her …"
"Her?" His face began to contort.
"Ah —"
He suddenly roared at the sky. His voice was strong and violent, like rolling thunder. "Bai Kongxue, I'm going to tear you into pieces!"
Along with the rolling sound waves, the boiling power of dead resentment shot into the sky. The formless sound waves boomed thrice. First, it was a few feet, then a few hundred feet, and finally a few miles. Three different areas around him let out muffled sounds and sank down. For a moment, it was as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying. Amidst the smoke and dust, a huge pit appeared in a radius of a few miles. All the houses in the area were in ruins.
That pair of deep and bright eyes was gone, replaced by a desire to destroy the world. Moreover, he was putting it into action.
However, the sword hums and saber hums that filled the city suddenly became rapid and clear. The sword-shaped sigil on his forehead suddenly flickered with purple light, and the dragon-shaped sigil below it was also twisting as if it had come to life.
Right above Yan Li's head, the boundless tide of death and resentment rolled ceaselessly, condensing into a huge black dragon. Inside the dragon, a purple sword shadow appeared, dancing around the body of the huge dragon.
The two seemed to be fighting fiercely.
The Wisdom Buddha Diagram sensed something and said happily, "You finally have a chance to step into Bodhi's paradise. I hope your strong will will bring you a chance of survival." With that, he took out his snow flute. The clear sound of the flute spread in all directions and penetrated the tide of dead resentment, aiding the sword shadow in fighting the giant dragon.
At the same time, Yan Chaoyang and his pursuers arrived nearby. Seeing Yan Li still roaring, Yan Chaoyang called out but didn't attract any attention. He knew something was wrong.
Shen Liuyun and the others looked at the pit and couldn't help but look at each other.
"His Majesty has ordered that Yan Li is suffering from the backlash of his true name and has fallen into the demonic path. Kill him immediately!"
A loud shout came from afar. Li Yong had also arrived at this time.
"Kill him?" Shen Liuyun was slightly dazed.
"Since it's His Majesty's order, then there's nothing I can do, even though I admire him." Jiang Changtian sighed regretfully and charged forward with his saber drawn. If he had admired him before, then there was only fear now.
"Wait!" Shen Liuyun's brows furrowed imperceptibly. "He's fighting against it. Why not wait for him?"
Jiang Changtian raised his brows. "This damned thing makes even me jumpy. What if he can't resist it and becomes a real demon? Can you afford the lives of millions of innocent mortals in Yongling? "
Shen Liuyun said lightly, "I'm just worried for you. It's too dangerous to get close to him now."
Ruan Tianhe said coldly, "Humph, she's Lord Shen's daughter, His Majesty's concubine. She has the ability to defy the imperial edict, but we don't. Don't listen to her nonsense."
"It's rare for you to say something reasonable." Jiang Changtian sneered and leaped into the pit. His figure blurred, and when he reappeared, he was above Yan Li. He pressed down on the saber at his waist. Although it was a pity, he didn't show any mercy.
But suddenly, he was alarmed. He felt a violent gust of wind coming from behind. Remembering that Yan Chaoyang was still on the side, he quickly turned around to block it.
The Dragon Soul Spear struck the saber with great force, causing sparks to fly everywhere. Jiang Chang Tian was knocked down from the sky, sliding several feet on the ground before he came to a stop. His face slightly pale, he shouted, "Yan Zhaoyang, do you think you can stop the four of us by yourself?"
Yan Chaoyang stood a few feet away from Yan Li, his Dragon Soul Spear heavily on the ground. He looked at them expressionlessly. His meaning couldn't be clearer: If you want to touch Yan Li, you'll have to go through me first.
Ruan Tianhe's eyes turned to Shen Liuyun and shouted, "Teacher Shen, are you going to sit by and watch? If Yongling is destroyed because of this, even if Her Majesty doesn't blame you, I want to see how you'll explain it to her. "
Everyone knew that Ji Tiansheng cared about the people of the world and cared about the common people the most. Ninety percent of the laws and measures she issued after she ascended to the throne were for the common people. Not to mention the superficial ones, the reduction of twenty percent of taxes was a real benefit to the common people. One had to know that the imperial court had internal and external troubles, but it had never stopped fighting. The daily military expenditure was an astronomical figure. Twenty percent of the taxes was already one-third of the military expenditure.
Therefore, even though she didn't have the great achievements of the founding ancestor, who destroyed the cultivation sects and established the Imperial Cauldron, nor did she have the great talent and strategy of the Martial Emperor, who wrote the Martial Strategy to strengthen the people and the race, nor did she have the erudition of the Spirit Emperor, who wrote the Treatise on Strategy. But in the hearts of the common people of the Divine Great Land, she was the greatest emperor.
Yes, she couldn't explain it. At a young age, she shouldered the common people of the world. Her frail shoulders didn't bear the weight of one or two mountains, but the weight of ten thousand mountains.
Shen Liuyun knew very well that no matter what, if such a thing really happened, she would never be forgiven. Even if Ji Tiansheng didn't blame her, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself.
"Kill them." Her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with killing intent.
Li Yong laughed strangely and said, "As expected, a biological aunt is different. You know how to love Her Majesty. Her Majesty's trust in you is not in vain. "
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