Jiang Liechen closed his eyes and smiled. Suddenly, he grabbed Xuan Shuang's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Since that's the case, there's one thing I won't hide from you. This Afterimage Sword has another hidden characteristic. I've never told anyone about it, so you naturally don't know about it. It's true that this sword is an ancient divine weapon, but this name alone isn't enough to make it the best sword in the world. In addition … it can continuously improve through repeated battles. It can absorb the opponent's power, whether it's the weapon or the user's cultivation … As long as the master's internal energy is profound enough to control the Afterimage Sword and not be eroded by it … then, if the master personally kills the opponent, all the divine skills of the deceased will be transferred to the wielder's body … That's why I let you use the Afterimage Sword … I've already become a demon, and you killed me after the taboo was broken. What does this mean? I think … I don't need to say it, you can guess it … Ha … "
Xuan Shuang's body stiffened again. If it was said that he had suddenly encountered the coldest winter, now it was like he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave. Waves of coldness seeped out from his bones. He cried out involuntarily, "Why? Why do you want to frame me like this? "
Jiang Jianchen said, "Because … I can die, and my era can pass, but I can't give up halfway on my great cause. Therefore … I need to cultivate a successor, and you are the most suitable candidate … My life is already over. I've been tired of this confusing, nondescript life for a long time. It should've ended a long time ago. But you're different. You haven't experienced the real suffering of life. You still have status, a bright future, and a chance to start over … Seeing your growth is like … seeing my life continue in your body. All my will, hope, and faith are entrusted to you. I won this battle, so I'll die. You'll live in my place and take over my foundation … You don't have to worry. Now that you're also a demon, you have thousands of years … or even tens of thousands of years to slowly deal with everything. I believe that with your ability, you can still … recreate your glory … "
Xuan Shuang exclaimed and stood up. He held his head with both hands and tightly pressed his elbows to the side of his neck. He cried out, "No! I don't believe it! You're just talking nonsense before you die. I don't believe a single word! I want to go back to the Central Plains. I want to find someone to help me. I want to invite the best doctor to treat me! I won't … let your scheme succeed! I won't! "
Jiang Liechen saw him turn around and said indifferently, "You can't go back. In this life, you can't go to a place where there are people. ..... they're you're destined to live alone's life....... and...... you'll never have a friend.... you're.... and you will.... you'll.... you, you ''s. you...... you'll...... your''s's, your.... from now on. you be. you.. you......... be..... down..................................... the't. you............'t't '......... t't........'t t....... it..
................. What a load of nonsense! " He raised his hand and fiercely swung it to the side. It was originally a horizontal chop in the air, all in a fit of pique. But with a boom, a beam of light shot out from the center of his palm. A thick and solid tree near him immediately exploded into ashes.
Xuan Shuang was startled. He looked at his hands in disbelief. It was as if this was the most terrifying thing he had ever seen, the thing he needed to escape from the most. It was also as if he couldn't figure it out. With his meager power, he could use it to scare some hooligans in Jianghu. But how could he really make such a fierce palm strike?
Jiang Liechen seemed to see through his thoughts. He smiled indifferently and said, "Do you see? Now the power of the devil … has gradually passed into your body. The fusion is complete. There's no sign of rejection … I didn't misjudge you. You're the perfect successor! From now on, as long as the Afterimage Sword still exists, as long as you're still alive, my belief will be passed down for thousands of years. I'll be immortal! Haha … hahahaha … "He couldn't help but laugh wildly at the sky. He didn't care about the blood gushing out of his wound.
Xuan Shuang stepped back step by step. She pressed her head with both hands. What she had just heard was like a tangled mess in her head. It was also like the fiercest wave was raging inside her body. She screamed, "No! No — this can't be true! This can't be true! "
But he also knew that this was just a way to deceive himself. It wasn't just that unintentional strike. The power that was repeatedly surging in his body made him feel as if he was on fire. It constantly reminded him that his rights as a normal human being had long been quietly stripped clean.
From now on, he would be an abominable monster. Although he had thousands of years of immortality and unparalleled power, he could only live in solitude like when he was a child. He couldn't make any close friends because everyone was worried that he would harm them.
He could only live in seclusion deep in the mountains and forests like a savage. Perhaps his body structure had changed. He didn't need to eat grass or tree bark to survive. But he had experienced the warmth of his companions. Henceforth, he was exiled as if he was the only one left in the world. The world was so vast that he could only live in a corner.
If he occasionally reminisced about the past and walked around the world, the old people would point at him. The young people would roll up their sleeves and beat him up. Children would also throw stones at him. But he didn't have any bad intentions. He just wanted to be an ordinary member of the group and earn his own living.
He had long been tired of the ordinary life. Now, even if he gave everything he had, he couldn't enjoy it for another day. This also meant that he would have to bid farewell to the past and everything he was used to. It would be an eternal farewell. The happiness in his life would also come to an end on this day. It was just like the prophecy in his name: Cold frost descends, a merciless fire turns the world he was familiar with into ashes.
He couldn't bear this sudden blow. He couldn't help but scream. In his panic, he only wanted to find something to cling to. He subconsciously picked up the Afterimage Sword and ran for his life into the depths of the forest. Covered by the trees, his small body moved like a rabbit. He quickly disappeared without a trace.
Perhaps he still didn't know that in that short moment, his body had changed again. His messy hair gradually turned scarlet red. His body also surged with the ominous protective light of the demon race.
Jiang Liechen turned his head slightly and watched him disappear from sight. He wanted to urge him to stay, but in the end, his words were stuck in his throat. He sighed softly and said to himself, "He really is a stubborn child. The path he walks in the future will be even more difficult than mine … …"
As he was about to die, many memories that he had neglected flashed through his mind. Now that he thought about it, his life wasn't completely miserable. Indeed, it was mostly about scheming against each other. But in the past, he had truly laughed heartily. It was just that those bits of beauty had long been buried in the depths of his heart, covered up by hatred.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, "I've been unhindered for my entire life. Am I really going to die like this?" His left hand subconsciously pressed against the wound on his chest. When he looked at his palm, he saw that it was already covered in blood. He turned his gaze to the sky. In these days of continuous rain, he actually saw the clear sky above the Ninth Layer. How long had it been since he had looked at the sky with such peace of mind?
When a person was about to die, when all his unwillingness gradually dissipated, it was replaced by indifference. There were too many beautiful scenes in his life, but they were all covered up by his hazy eyes.
He had repeatedly complained about fate and disobeyed the will of heaven, but he never thought that the heavens didn't treat him unfairly. Nangong Xue was right. He had given up on himself. But not everyone's life was like his. He was so close to the peak of power. As long as he wanted to, the entire world would be under his control.
The corner of his mouth slowly rose. He muttered to himself, "Forget it … …" He had the glory of overturning the world, and he had heard Xuan Shuang call him foster father. What else was there to be dissatisfied with? The scene in front of him became more and more blurry. He had already obtained everything. Perhaps what he still couldn't obtain was not in this world … …
Strings of black foam gradually emerged from the wound, like a ripple in the sea. It gradually expanded until it completely submerged his chest. This floating bubble was like a tide, rising straight up until it completely engulfed his vision.
A dazzling white light flashed. Within the light, there seemed to be an intense flash of lightning. In the end, the thin film completely dissipated under the sunlight like a bubble. By the time the white light faded and everything became clear again, there was nothing under the big tree.
In the forest, there was only one person who didn't care about this shocking battle. That person was Nangong Xue. When she saw through Jiang Liechen's evil intentions, she rushed forward to save Li Yijie. Unexpectedly, the attack was so swift and fierce that she didn't even have time to block it. She was sent flying by the force of the Qi.
At that time, there was another person behind her. It seemed that the person had rushed behind her in midair and blocked most of the attack for her. When she finally landed, she also landed on a horizontally stretched branch. At first, she only felt pain all over her body. However, when she silently circulated her internal energy, she didn't suffer any substantial injuries. She immediately propped herself up and jumped down the tree. Without wasting a moment, she called out, "Senior Martial Brother! Senior Martial Brother? Where are you? Senior Martial Brother? "
She ran through the forest, jumping over branches and crossing quagmires. She saw mutilated corpses lying everywhere on the ground, badly mangled from the explosion. However, she didn't have the courage to identify them one by one. She just firmly believed that her Senior Martial Brother had great fortune and that the two of them would have a happy future together.
However, she ran from the east side of the forest to the west, and then from the west to the south. She had almost run through the entire forest, but she still didn't see Li Yijie's figure. Could it be that the heavens were really so unfair that they would never protect good people?
Along the way, she maintained the last trace of calmness. That was why she was able to stay with her companions until today. If her worries were true, it would cause her to completely collapse. Carelessly, she tripped over a protruding branch. Her feet suddenly stumbled, and she fell a step. Her hands supported her knees. If she didn't find a place to support herself, she was afraid that she would immediately fall to the ground, unable to get up again.
She gasped for breath. However, no matter how tired her body was, it couldn't compare to the pain she was experiencing in her heart. She simply didn't dare to imagine. If she didn't have her Senior Martial Brother, how would she continue living in the future? Tears rolled down her face. Choking with sobs, she said, "Senior Martial Brother … Senior Martial Brother … Where are you? I don't believe that you're already dead. You clearly promised that you would be with me forever. How can you not keep your promise? Senior Martial Brother … I beg you to come out. Don't scare me anymore … "
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