The crimson flag fluttered and a spot of blood appeared. Then, waves of blood surged like a raging tide.
The murderous aura swept like the wind, like a sharp knife cutting off one's head.
The loyalty, bravery, fierceness, and might of the Xi family for hundreds of years were all in it.
But perhaps, it could only be seen in this flag.
The spectators in Qingyang Town involuntarily retreated. Only Jiang Wang stood silently like a reef.
The sea of blood surged and roared. Xi Zichu stepped on the waves and pointed forward with his right hand. A silver needle pierced through the wind. Halfway there, it turned into thousands of silver lights and converged into a small silver dragon that pounced on Jiang Wang.
Suddenly, flowers bloomed without a sound.
The red flowers were brighter than fire. The green flowers were like jade. The colorful flowers competed with each other in beauty.
In the roaring sea of blood, a sea of flowers bloomed silently.
A silence was equivalent to a thousand roars.
The small silver dragon had just pounced out and stirred up the petals, and then …
Bang bang bang bang!
There were consecutive explosions.
The small silver dragon struggled and screamed like a living creature. Finally, under the successive explosions of the flame flowers, it turned into a silver needle and fell to the ground.
Today, the sea of flowers was now a sea of flame flowers. It was a mixture of illusion and reality, and had power in itself. It was completely different from before.
They had not seen each other for a while, but Xi Zichu was fully prepared and gave it his all. But Jiang Wang was stronger than when he killed Xi Munan.
This was the biggest reason why Jiang Wang did not kill Xi Zichu on the spot. He was confident that no matter how fast Xi Zichu went, he would be faster.
The East King Valley was not undeserving of its reputation, and Xi Zichu was not mediocre.
The small silver dragon's silver needle fell and suddenly lit up again. It turned into a silver ray of light and swam around, passing through the flowers.
Xi Zichu had mastered the famous East King Twelve Needles, the Pattern Breaking Needle, the Formation Breaking Needle, and the Life Suspending Needle.
The Pattern Breaking Needle targeted formation patterns and formation disks, while the Formation Breaking Needle targeted battle formations and formations.
This Silver Flood Dragon was the needle to break the formation.
The sea of flame flowers was an area-of-effect Dao technique, not a formation, but it had something in common.
The Formation Breaking Needle pierced through the flowers and temporarily fixed the position of the sea of flame flowers, allowing Xi Zichu to grasp the direction.
At the same time, he formed hand seals and held a jade pearl in his mouth.
The hallucinogenic effect of the sea of flowers was due to the slight influence of poison.
Xi Zichu, who was from the East King Valley, was naturally unafraid. He easily dispelled the hallucinatory effects of the poison.
In the sea of flame flowers after the sublimation, the flame flowers were alternating between illusion and reality. It was not something that could be completely eliminated just by dispelling the hallucination effect.
However, it was not enough to affect Xi Zichu's actions.
Without the confusion of his position and the disturbance of the Illusory Flower, he flew forward. With a flick of his finger, a silver light flashed, and a needle hung in the air!
The Suspending Needle was the most dangerous of the Twelve Needles of the Eastern King.
The needle had just entered Jiang Wang's throat.
Jiang Wang's entire body shattered in front of Xi Zichu.
Xi Zichu was shocked. This scene reminded him of Hu Shaomeng. Back then, Hu Shaomeng had used an illusion to keep him in Jia City, preventing him from participating in the fight for the Heavenly Clear Cloud Sheep.
Where are they?
His mind raced, but it was already too late.
Behind him, there was an exquisite little mirror hidden in a flame flower that was about to bloom.
Jiang Wang leapt out of the mirror. The Crown of Thorns on his head flashed and disappeared. Overlaying, he activated Binding Tiger!
Xi Zichu's figure froze in mid-air.
Jiang Wang had already moved forward from behind. Sticking close to his back, his sword pierced through his heart.
The sea of blood receded, and the flame flowers withered.
This scene was clearly reflected in the spectators' eyes.
The multicolored light finally dissipated like smoke.
At the last moment of his life, Xi Zichu did not turn his head.
He stared straight at Qingyang Town, momentarily dazed.
The people who were watching the battle were all unfamiliar to him.
He was also unfamiliar with this town that was especially deserted because of the plague.
Ever since the Junggenjia mine was designated, this town had always been the territory of Hu Shaomeng and his son.
No matter how unwilling the Xi family was, they could only reluctantly agree.
However, in Xi Zichu's heart, this town had always been the Xi family's town. It had never changed owners. Those who passed by were just passersby.
Every time he passed by this place without entering, what was he thinking about?
Dugu Xiao looked at the Xi family's young master from afar. Strangely, he did not see any pain in his eyes. Instead, he saw a trace of longing that could not be erased.
The sword returned to its scabbard. The corpse fell to the ground.
Jiang Wang reached out and rolled up the carp patterned red flag. Keeping it in his storage box, he walked into the town.
He only casually ordered, "Bury him properly."
Other than the carp patterned red flag, Xi Zichu came alone.
The battle with Xi Zichu was actually not suspenseful. Jiang Wang was just testing out the use of the red mirror in battle. Otherwise, the battle would have ended much faster. Compared to Xi Munan, Xi Zichu was much weaker. There was no reason for him to lose.
Jiang Wang was not the only one who understood this logic. Xi Zichu understood it too.
But he still came. And he came alone, without a single expert from the Xi family.
In fact, he came this time to seek death.
The hatred of his father's murder was irreconcilable.
He fought with all his might, only for one thing.
If he won, the hatred would be resolved. If he lost, his soul would perish.
But no matter the outcome, there was no way out.
Regarding the plague that ravaged the whole country, both Yang Court and the people of Yang Country needed an explanation.
Xi Munan alone was not enough.
The Xi family's future had to be cut off, their family business ruined, and their genius dead. Only then would they barely qualify.
If Xi Zichu did not die, the Xi family would not be able to leave Yang Country.
He sacrificed his own life to fight against the plague, to seek a way out for the Xi family. To atone for Xi Munan's mistakes.
But before Yang Court put him on trial, he put himself on trial first.
Once upon a time, beautiful women, fresh flowers, and strong wine.
He enjoyed the glory of his family, but was shackled by his family for life.
He made a choice between being a medical cultivator and his family. He made a choice between hatred and his family … Between himself and his family, he made the same choice.
This was either sorrow or honor, but it was not important.
Choosing to die on the road of revenge was probably the only dignity he could preserve for himself.
…
To Jiang Wang, he gave Xi Zichu enough time to arrange a way out for his family in exchange for Xi Zichu's full effort in fighting against the plague in Jia City. There was no loss or debt, and the two had nothing to do with each other.
He respected Xi Zichu's sacrifice for his family. But that was all.
When it came to killing, he would not be soft-hearted.
He had already thrown Xi Zichu to the back of his mind. Just like every previous battle, he silently reviewed the entire process.
He found the mistakes he had made to ensure that he would not make them again. He looked for ways to improve so that the next battle would be easier.
It was not practical to use the sea of flame flowers as a cover to create illusions that could pass off as real. The most important thing was the safety of hiding in the world of the red makeup mirror. Because he had to be in the world of the red makeup mirror to create illusions, the safety of the mirror itself was not guaranteed.
He had enough confidence to defeat Xi Zichu, which was why he dared to hide in the mirror world and hide the red makeup mirror in the sea of flame flowers.
If it had been someone stronger who could have discovered the red makeup mirror and destroyed it, he would have been in deep trouble.
Only when he could use the red makeup mirror without entering the mirror world would he be able to increase his combat strength. The red makeup mirror was still mainly used as a support tool.
…
Jiang Wang had just returned to his room and was about to continue his unfinished cultivation when he was interrupted again.
It was Xiao Xiao who ran over, panting. "Master, I don't know why, but the people from the Four Seas Business Alliance suddenly ran away. They didn't bring anything with them, as if they were fleeing for their lives!"
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