Time passed, but the darkness did not move. Everything seemed to have become eternal.
After an unknown period of time, a strange sound suddenly came from the darkness.
Thump!
Thump, thump …
Was that … a heartbeat?
Thump, thump, thump …
The sound became clearer and clearer. In the end, it filled the entire void and spread throughout the universe.
Boom!
At a certain point in time, the golden energy suddenly exploded and turned into endless golden droplets that filled the darkness.
At the center of the golden droplets, a golden heart was slowly beating.
Thump, thump, thump.
The heart continued to beat. The droplets that scattered in all directions were like soldiers that had been summoned by an emperor. They stopped escaping and then turned around in unison and began to gather toward the golden heart.
Blood vessels, organs, flesh …
Everything that had disappeared before reappeared in their original positions and began to perform their tasks.
Everything seemed to have returned to its original state.
No, it was definitely not the same.
The blood vessels, organs, flesh, and blood that had reappeared had all turned golden at this moment. A sacred and glorious aura spread throughout the starry sky.
Not only that, even the blood that was rushing through the blood vessels, the muscles that were constantly regenerating, and the bones that were like jade pillars that reached the heavens had all turned a sacred golden color.
His skin was golden, his hair was golden, everything had turned golden.
Yang Xuan's aura was changing.
If his aura could be described as enormous before, then at this moment, he could only be described as sacred.
He was like the only god in the universe, sacred and majestic.
Finally, the golden droplets were completely absorbed and Yang Xuan reappeared in the void.
Everything seemed to have quieted down. Only Yang Xuan was left sitting there quietly.
After an unknown period of time, he slowly opened his eyes.
Like the destruction of a star and the shattering of the starry sky, the endless golden light finally pierced through the darkness at this moment.
However, his eyes were red.
A crazy red.
There seemed to be billions of vengeful spirits screaming in unison. There seemed to be mournful screams that shook the heavens.
Hehe!
Yang Xuan, who was breathing out white gas, slowly stood up. The golden light was like a feather robe and his eyes were like a sea of blood.
He clenched his fist and the void shattered.
He waved his hand and the starry sky retreated.
Every breath he took was like he was swallowing the universe. Every look he gave was enough to destroy everything.
At this moment, he was a great emperor, but more like a god.
The crazy and desperate Demon God.
"Haha, all of you deserve to die …" He let out a low and bloodthirsty laugh, and then looked into the distance.
The void automatically parted in front of him, revealing a door filled with stars.
In the next moment, Yang Xuan stepped in.
…
"Get ready, he's coming out again."
Meng Zhishou shouted. The Blade of Void in his hand drew a strange trajectory in the sky and tore through the void, heading straight for Yang Xuan's neck.
At the same time, Meng Zhitang didn't remain idle. He who hated Yang Xuan to the bone since a long time ago had already swung the boundless golden wheels towards Yang Xuan at the instant that Yang Xuan revealed himself.
Only Shi Huayuan was a bit slower. However, it wasn't because his cultivation was inferior, but because he suddenly realized that the enemy that appeared this time seemed to be different.
Just as he was hesitating whether or not he should make a move as well, the next thing that happened made him feel as if his heart had been grabbed by someone, and it instantly rose to his throat.
"Ah!"
A huge scream reverberated through the starry sky. Meng Zhishou, who had made the first move, looked on in horror and disbelief as a large golden hand gently reached over. After crushing his Blade of Void, it casually reached into his chest.
Intense pain surged through his body like a tide. Only then did Meng Zhishou realize that the person in front of him wasn't Li Bai, but an unfamiliar man with red eyes and a cruel smile.
"You … Who are you?" Meng Zhishou looked at the man in front of him and struggled to speak, but in the next moment, his voice came to an abrupt stop.
"Pu!"
His beating heart was pulled out of his body by the large golden hand. With a light squeeze, it turned into a pulp.
Blood slowly flowed through the gaps between his fingers, dyeing the starry sky red.
Meng Zhishou stared blankly at the man, who lowered his head slightly and whispered into his ear.
"My name is Yang Xuan! Do you remember it? "
An extremely cold voice entered his ear, causing Meng Zhishou, who was on the verge of death, to shudder.
At this moment, he recognized that it was Li Bai's voice.
"You … You …" Meng Zhishou desperately opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything. Just like that, he lost his last breath and died with his eyes wide open.
At the same time, Meng Zhishou, whose golden wheel had been shattered, struggled desperately in the air, but he couldn't escape.
With a face full of fear, he watched as the strange yet familiar man in front of him forcibly crushed Meng Zhishou's heart, cutting off all his life.
"Impossible, impossible!"
He desperately screamed and yelled until his voice was hoarse. He couldn't believe it.
However, all his struggles were in vain. When the figure turned around and looked at him, his voice came to an abrupt end.
Immense fear made his throat feel like it was being choked by a large hand, and he couldn't make any sound.
"Die!"
A faint voice entered his ear. Close by, he saw a large golden hand reach into his chest and pull out his heart.
Endless regret drowned him like a tide. If he had another chance, he would've made a different choice. He would've escaped far away and never come back.
However, there was no chance.
When the large hand crushed his heart, he slowly closed his eyes and took his last breath, following in Meng Zhishou's footsteps.
Shi Huayuan was running, running frantically.
The moment Meng Zhishou died, he made the most correct decision. He turned around and ran. He didn't even look at Meng Zhishou.
Run, run quickly!
His face was pale, filled with fear and disbelief. He raised his speed to the maximum and used his strength to the maximum.
The moment the golden hand reached into his chest and crushed his heart, he knew what was going on.
A Great Emperor!
That was something that only a Great Emperor could do.
In fact, when he was running, he had already decided that he would teach Song Qingyu a lesson when he returned.
If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have dared to come here and make an enemy out of a Great Emperor.
If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have been able to run away so pathetically.
Song Qingyu, I'll teach you a lesson.
He thought hatefully.
However, at this moment, a cold voice came from behind.
"Die!"
Boom!
Shi Huayuan didn't hesitate. In a thousandth of a second, he held the white veil in his hand and used all his strength to swing it behind him.
He didn't want to fight back. He just wanted to block it for a moment so that he could fight for a chance of survival.
However, things didn't go as planned.
Shi Huayuan, who was moving at high speed, seemed to have crashed into something. His body suddenly bent forward and then straightened again. Even his bones made creaking sounds.
Shi Huayuan was stunned.
He stared blankly at the person in front of him and the large hand that was squeezing his neck. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of anything.
"Spare … spare me …"
He struggled for a long time, but he could only squeeze out a few words from his throat.
However, the only reply he got was a soft sound.
Crack!
Then, he died, bringing with him endless hatred and regret. He closed his eyes forever.
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