Ji Dongchen watched as his black fist flew out and collided with the scarlet light flowing from Li Xiang's spear. Heaven and earth seemed to lose color and sound at that moment.
After this punch, he felt his life force drop rapidly, as if he had suddenly become much older. His body swayed, and he fell from the sky.
This was the full power of his Level-8 body when he was at his peak.
The power was enough to flatten this area. The tribal buildings were flattened by the storm in an instant, and countless people turned into nothingness in the torrent of energy. They didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies and souls were destroyed at the same time, dissipating into the air and turning into transparent particles of Origin Form, floating in the air.
The violent spear shot out a nine-headed fire dragon, swallowing the black fist in one gulp. Then the fist exploded, and the nine-headed fire dragon dissipated into countless flying magic particles. Some returned to heaven and earth, and some returned to Li Xiang's body.
Li Xiang spat out a mouthful of turbid air from his mouth. This spear had almost drained all the power he had accumulated. If it weren't for the dark gold origin aura's endless regeneration energy, Li Xiang would have fallen from the sky like Ji Dongchen.
The moment he saw the nine-headed fire dragon swallow the black fist, Ji Dongchen knew that his last attack had failed.
He looked at the black figure in the sky and sighed deeply.
This youth's strength was far beyond their imagination.
With the player's strength he had displayed, even without the help of Venus and Ayres, he wouldn't have lost to the three of them.
The outcome of this battle was doomed from the beginning.
The new generation in the Yangtze River surpassed the old.
Ji Dongchen had felt this kind of helplessness more than once, but it was the first time he had experienced it from such a young player who was only Level-5.
He had lost, and at the same time, he had lost his last hope of breaking through to Level-9.
Or rather, there was no such so-called hope at all.
From the beginning until now, Ji Dongchen had been deceiving himself.
Level-9 required talent, the right time, place, and people, and an indomitable heart.
He had lost these things the year he retired.
There hadn't been a new Level-9 player in the seven continents for many years.
The last time a Level 9 was born was during the era of the Double Moon Lord and the Sky Devouring Winged Monarch.
The former's encounters were extraordinary. In fact, he was actually older than himself, and he had only just broken through to Level 9 after so many years of training. Any one of his encounters would have been enough to allow them to break through their current shackles and reach a higher level.
As for the latter, the Sky Devourer Winged King had the bloodline of the Sky Devourers flowing in its veins. The fact that the descendants of such ancient creatures and humans could survive and prosper for so long was the same as the Void lifeforms of the Void World, and had long since broken away from the category of humans.
Even so, the Sky-devouring Winged Monarch had almost failed to cross the threshold of Level 9.
Compared to these proud sons of heaven of this era, Ji Dongchen was far inferior.
His life force was still rapidly declining. At the same time, because he had used his final trump card, his strength was also disappearing. He would die in a month. During this period, he would continue to weaken until he completely became an ordinary person.
He sighed again. Looking at the slowly falling Li Xiang, he didn't know what to feel.
Witnessing the birth of a legend? Or had he become a stepping stone for overestimating himself?
No wonder Bai Zhun, who was also at Level 8, would rather sacrifice a branch family head in exchange for Li Xiang's return.
Compared to him, who was at Level 8, Bai Zhun, who was at Level 8, was more accurate.
Li Xiang's strength had already made Level 8 players have no choice but to take him seriously. As long as they could not kill him, they would not incur his wrath. Otherwise, as he grew stronger step by step, so what if they were at Level 8?
When he was still a magic apprentice, he had already incurred the wrath of the players. Wasn't he still living well?
By the time everyone no longer dared to ignore him, Li Xiang had already grown to the extent that it would be difficult for others to completely defeat him even if they took him seriously.
He had even survived the battle of the Great Wall of Disaster.
Ji Dongchen sighed for the third time. The power in his body was still fading. Behind him, Ji Zhanxue's face was filled with fear. He stared at Li Xiang, who was walking over step by step. He no longer had the prestige of a military boss.
"You are a Level 8 player. Whether it is your strength or your past deeds, you are worthy of respect. Get out of the way. I won't kill you," Li Xiang said to Ji Dongchen indifferently as he put down the Paradise of Annihilation.
Any high-level player had made great contributions to the human camp. Perhaps they had fallen now, but their past achievements should not be erased.
This was also respect for a former powerhouse.
Ji Dongchen's hands trembled slightly. He wanted to continue the battle so much, but his body, state, and the depths of his heart were all stopping him.
In the end, he could only watch as Li Xiang walked past him and walked towards Ji Zhanxue.
"Don't, don't kill me! I'll give you everything! All of it! I'll give you Wei Erwei too! " Ji Zhanxue retreated in horror. He had clearly not participated in a battle yet and retained the combat strength of Level 6. At this moment, he looked at Li Xiang as if he had seen a ghost. He fled in all directions, and his fighting spirit was completely gone.
Seeing the most prestigious member of the middle generation of the family running around like a stray dog, Ji Dongchen's heart was once again filled with sadness.
For the Five Kings who had eternal lives, the family was just the replacement of different generations.
As long as the family was still there, any lost people and things would slowly come back.
As long as the Five Kings did not die, the Five Thrones would always prosper and stand at the top of the human race.
Therefore, they rarely cared about the life and death of their family members. Their priority was their interests, and their goal was to reach Level 9.
Similarly, the most they could do was ensure the continuation of the family. They would not really care about the life and death of humans.
These were the Five Thrones.
The badge that the Black King had left for Ji Zhanxue did not light up again. This meant that he did not care about the situation here in the new world.
With their supreme power, even if they were trapped, they had ways to interfere with the operation of the Seven Continents.
In fact, what they really cared about was that Ming Xu had brought the Eternal Water to the Seven Continents.
Ming Xu was dead, and the King of Dong Ling had no reaction.
No one knew what these high and mighty Kings were thinking.
Ji Dongchen sighed and turned back to look at the last scene.
Li Xiang was expressionless, but he thought of Owl and the others. Today, he would finally pull out this thorn in his heart.
At this point, he would have nothing to do with the human race.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me … No!"
Ji Zhanxue screamed as he was hit by the blue light. The player's aura in his body gradually evaporated. This was a pain worse than death.
Without the player's power, he would be useless.
Li Xiang put away the Heaven of Annihilation. He did not look at him again. Being hit by the purifying light beam, unless one was several levels stronger than himself, they would not be able to escape the fate of being purified.
"No!!!"
Ji Zhanxue screamed on the ground. He could no longer feel the flow of magic particles.
In the last moment, the two Level 9 players did not care about him. The Black King did not appear either. There was nothing left. He was purified in despair.
It turned out that he was just an abandoned pawn of someone of a higher level.
"I'll leave it to you. I think you want to kill him more than I do." Li Xiang looked at the two figures slowly appearing behind the ruins.
The tall and slender Ji Xiaoyi pushed her father Ji Shanhan over slowly.
"Thank you." Ji Xiaoyi's voice was trembling. Ji Shanhan in the wheelchair was even more emotional. He looked at his twin brother, the bastard who had caused him to lose everything, killed his son, and even wanted to have his daughter. He laughed maniacally!
"Hahaha! Ji Zhanxue, you deserve this? "
"Push me over, Xiaoyi! I, I want to kill him with my own hands! "Ji Shanhan's face was red. He was so emotional that blood rushed to his head.
Ji Xiaoyi pushed her father over, then picked up a long sword from the ground and put it in his hand. She then walked silently toward Li Xiang.
She did not want to see this scene, but it was her father's wish.
Ever since he begged the Black King for her to go to the lighthouse, her father had become more and more manic and irrational. He was even willing to give himself to Li Xiang for revenge, in exchange for a chance to kill Ji Zhanxue with his own hands.
Ji Xiaoyi sighed. Although she knew that Li Xiang was not that kind of person, she was still shocked and hurt by her father's crazy thoughts.
She looked at the young man beside her. He was just like before, but he was so strong that it seemed unreal. There was a huge gap between them.
"Your father is crazy." Li Xiang looked at the irritable middle-aged man who was desperately stabbing his sword into her brother's body again and again. He frowned slightly. "In order to get this chance, he put the Boiling Blood Curse in your food. It was the highest level."
"What?! The Boiling Blood Curse?! " Ji Xiaoyi looked at him in shock. She slowly pulled open the deep V-neck of her leather jacket, revealing her snow-white chest. A blood-red skull mark gradually appeared on it.
That was the Boiling Blood Curse.
It was a terrifying forbidden spell created by a Level-9 player, the Cursed Puppet Master.
It could create a set of spells on its own. The cursed person would become the Cursed Puppet of the person who knew the spell. No matter how strong the person was, they would only be a puppet for the other party to do whatever they wanted to him!
"Yes, when I found out, the curse was already complete. He probably knew that you would not guard against him, so he secretly completed the spell when you were not paying attention. He gave the spell to me. "Li Xiang shrugged helplessly." This was the price he had to pay to get the chance to kill Ji Zhanxue with his own hands. Actually, with our relationship, if he really wanted to do it, I would have given it to him. "
Ji Xiaoyi looked at her father who was still whipping the corpse. The unfamiliar look on his face was a far cry from the kind father she remembered.
Why was this happening?
"When did this happen?" Ji Xiaoyi bit her lip and asked in a low voice. The Boiling Blood Curse had another terrifying aspect. The cursed person had to be given the antidote every week. Otherwise, they would die from boiling blood.
"A week ago. Today is the day of the Boiling Blood Curse." Li Xiang looked at Ji Xiaoyi. "I will give the spell to you. I will not tell anyone, and I will not threaten you with it. When you find someone you can rely on, give the spell to him and let him take care of your Boiling Blood Curse. Perhaps when I reach Level-9, I will be able to help you get rid of the curse. But I think it will only work after I reach Level-9."
"Otherwise, so many Level-9 players would not have been helpless against the Boiling Blood Curse."
Ji Xiaoyi blushed. She lowered her head and nodded. Then she looked up at him. "A reliable person … Who would dare to give their life to someone else?"
Her father had planted the Boiling Blood Curse on her in order to give her to Li Xiang as a commodity in exchange for revenge. This mentality was already twisted. Ji Xiaoyi was sure that this was not her father's original personality.
She was more worried about the reason behind this change.
After hearing her words, Li Xiang was silent.
But soon, they got their answer.
Ji Shanhan, who was crazily whipping the corpses, and Ji Dongchen, who was standing silently at the side, suddenly calmed down. Their souls seemed to have been sucked away in an instant and floated into the sky.
At the same time, all the Ji family members felt a strong sense of suffocation in their hearts.
It was a suppression and deprivation that came from their bloodline.
Almost in an instant, those people's vitality dissipated, turning into bright energy that surged into the sky.
A huge mass of vitality energy condensed in the sky. Tens of thousands of people's lives were taken away. The ball of vitality that condensed into a ball of vitality made Li Xiang feel an inexplicable fear and tremble.
Ji Shanhan and Ji Dongchen's bodies fell to the ground and turned into dust.
"What's going on?" He subconsciously raised the Paradise of Annihilation. The black ball of energy went all the way to the sky and disappeared into the clouds.
It was as if something had disappeared.
"It's the Holy Art! Lord Black King used … the Holy Art. " Ji Xiaoyi trembled and knelt on the ground. Li Xiang immediately picked her up, but found that she was extremely cold.
It was a chill that came from the depths of her soul.
The Holy Art was the Black King's special ability. It was also one of his most frightening abilities as a peak Level-9 player.
He had the right to judge all the Ji family members. After activating the Holy Art, that family member would passively sacrifice his life to the Black King, making him stronger.
The Ji family members were all blood bags that he kept in his back garden.
But activating the Holy Art meant that the Ji family would suffer a great loss.
At this moment, the Black King had sucked away all the lives of the Ji family members. It meant that he had encountered something that was enough to threaten his life.
But it was not enough to make him despair.
So the new generation was not affected.
But this time, the Holy Art had once again cast a shadow over the hearts of the Ji family descendants.
This was a fate that was difficult to escape.
After listening to the trembling Ji Xiaoyi speak of the Holy Art, Li Xiang frowned. Did something happen in the new world? Did the Black King have to use the Holy Art to recover?
Did they start a war?
He wondered how the other four kings were doing.
He slowly helped the trembling Ji Xiaoyi up and found that this girl, who was older than him, was hugging him tightly, craving for warmth.
Li Xiang's original aura could help her block the Holy Art's power. Although there was a big gap between him and the Black King, his original aura was of a higher level. Before the Black King noticed Ji Xiaoyi, he could fully block the Holy Art.
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Ji Xiaoyi hugged him tightly and refused to let go. At the same time, she also believed that the person who controlled the spell could only be Li Xiang. Only then would she feel at ease.
As soon as the Holy Art's effects passed, Ji Xiaoyi's face suddenly turned red, and her whole body heated up.
Her blood boil had been triggered!
"Ugh, so uncomfortable …"
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