44 - The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Chapter 10: For An Lan, I Will Kill Even a God for You But... This wasn't the outcome Bai Lian desired. She would rather have been crushed to death herself, as that might have spared her from many troubles. In that instant, upon descending for a few breaths, the massive stone finally struck Bai Lian's head. It achieved a feat countless others had wanted, but couldn't possibly accomplish. This was when Bai Lian's resilience became apparent. The impact knocked her to the ground, but that was all it did. Boom! After a thunderous crash, the stone shattered into countless fragments, yet her forehead wasn't even red—it was merely dusted with tiny stone debris. "Sigh." Bai Lian let out a long sigh. She couldn't bear to look at the red arrow anymore. So, she slowly turned her head to the lower left. At that moment, a ghostly blue flame suddenly flashed into her view, like a bolt of lightning. "!" That was... Bai Lian was taken aback. Until then, she hadn't noticed someone behind her. She hastily pressed her right eye socket, which throbbed with pain. She tried her hardest to open her eyes wider. Finally. She saw clearly. "Spirit Ghost!" Bai Lian's pupils contracted. When she left Qianxue's house, she distinctly remembered Spirit Ghost was almost lifeless. She had even lit the stove in the room to warm him, hoping he could depart peacefully. So how did he manage to drag his broken body all the way here? Bai Lian couldn't fathom it. Even more unimaginable was that Spirit Ghost was flying toward the red arrow. "!" The sudden change left Bai Lian unable to think. She could only keep her eyes wide open, fearing to miss even a single moment. Now. Jiang Jing, who had been laughing moments before, also noticed something was amiss. Spirit Ghost. How could it be that the man he had gravely injured and left for dead was here? It was as if a massive club had lodged deep in his throat—he couldn't utter a single word. Damn it, damn it, damn it... Though the red arrow flew swiftly, the Spirit Ghost, burning with soul flames, wasn't slow either. Scorching flames. Chilling frost. At this moment. The two finally converged at a single point. Boom! In a silent explosion, wave after wave of ripples battered the palace's dome. The tremors grew increasingly intense. Bai Lian, Jiang Jing, and the female cultivator all held their breaths. And the outcome...? A breath. Two breaths. Three breaths. After twenty breaths, the turbulent air currents in the sky finally calmed. Amidst the cascading debris, Bai Lian first saw a cluster of blue flame, followed by a red arrow. "That..." Bai Lian tilted her head slightly back. She saw Spirit Ghost, like a demon god, clenching his right fist tightly. Crack. In an instant, that arrow, which held all of Jiang Jing's hopes and snatched all of Bai Lian's dreams, shattered into countless red specks of light! "Ha..." Bai Lian gasped heavily. She hurried to support her right chest with her hand; only this way could she feel a moment of solidity and not faint from the intense emotional surge. Immediately. Immense joy surged from the depths of her being like a tide. It was blocked. Truly blocked! The clouds retreated, and the sun reappeared.