Chapter 1210
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"Brother … Are you called the Heavenly Emperor … This body of yours … is just a split body …" Ye Qingtang looked at the Blood Moon Holy Lord and said.
Previously, she also knew that the Blood Moon Holy Lord was the Heavenly Emperor's clone from the Blood Moon Elder, but she did not know who the Heavenly Emperor was.
The Blood Moon Holy Lord turned around and looked at Ye Qingtang.
"Do you want to know the truth?" Blood Moon Holy Lord asked softly.
"Yes." Ye Qingtang was straightforward.
"Alright, then live on. We will meet again one day … At that time, I will tell you everything and kill you with my own hands." Blood Moon Holy Lord raised his right arm slightly, and his palm seemed to want to approach Ye Qingtang's face.
However, at the last moment, the Blood Moon Holy Lord's body turned into spots of light and disappeared from this world.
"Spirit incarnation …" Ye Qingtang had mixed feelings as she looked at the Blood Moon Holy Lord who had disappeared.
A spirit embodiment was different from an avatar. An avatar was like the Blood Moon Elder. After leaving the main body, it would not be controlled by the main body, while a spirit embodiment was completely controlled by the main body. Their souls were united, and after the spirit embodiment died, the spirit energy would return to the main body …
"The Heavenly Emperor …" Ye Qingtang murmured.
If he became a God Monarch, he would probably have already risen to the level of a God Monarch … Why would a God Monarch create a spiritual clone to come to this continent to become sworn siblings with her, and then try to kill her … But in the end, he saved her …
"Qingtang …"
After a while, Perfected Xuanchen regained some strength and staggered towards Ye Qingtang.
The few remaining Ye Family disciples followed behind Perfected Xuanchen.
"Eldest Miss … We …"
Daoist Zijin looked at the Asura battlefield and choked with sobs.
There were less than a hundred people left in the Ye Clan.
Ye Ling and the other elders did not participate in this battle because they were not powerful enough.
Ye Qingtang clenched her fists tightly and remained silent as she looked at the Ye family.
…
The next day, there were many more tombstones in the valley.
Perfected Xuanchen and Daoist Zijin followed behind her and bowed deeply towards the graves.
Looking at the tombstones in front of them, no one knew how many heroic souls were buried under the yellow soil.
They had stained the earth with their blood in order to protect this continent.
Even at the very last moment of their lives, they did not give up.
"I, Ye Qingtang, swear again!"
Ye Qingtang looked at the countless graves. "As long as I'm still alive, one day, I will make the Ancient You Clan … bleed! Debt! Blood! Pay! "
Then, Ye Qingtang took out a dagger and cut a deep wound on her arm in front of everyone.
"Young Miss!"
Daoist Zijin was surprised.
"As long as the Ancient You Clan is not destroyed … this scar will not disappear!" Ye Qingtang said coldly.
Then, she suddenly knelt on both knees and kowtowed towards the countless graves in front of her until her forehead broke and blood flowed all over the ground.
"An eye for an eye!"
"An eye for an eye!"
The members of the Ye Clan spoke in unison.
Buried in these graves were the brothers and sisters they had been with day and night, every single one of them …
Little White Tiger only sighed softly and didn't say anything else.
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