45 - The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Chapter Ten: For Anlan, I Would Even Slay Gods For You! Inexplicably, Bai Lian found herself rising to her feet once more, buoyed by an unseen force. Her eyes locked with Yougui's as he turned to face her. In that instant, time seemed to rewind ten thousand years. The wind stirred. Snow fell. The sound in her ears was the eternal "song" of the howling storm over Beilu Zhou. "Did he come for this moment?" In Bai Lian's eyes was only the figure of Yougui, descending like a god. It was only today that she realized the true extent of human power. It was only today that she understood why humans dared to challenge the heavenly way. What is a miracle? This, right here, is a miracle created by humans! Opposite to Bai Lian stood Jiang Jing, who stumbled and crashed to the ground with disbelief. "How is this possible?" Jiang Jing shouted incredulously. He was sure of his victory! He was certain he could proudly declare that he had slain a Heavenly Venerable! How did things come to this? Where was the referee? Was there some kind of mistake? Jiang Jing's demeanor turned wild. If only he had spent more time hunting Yougui down, if only he had been ruthless enough to destroy the entire Underworld Hall... But there were no "ifs." It was all over. In his current state, it would take him at least a quarter of an hour to form a new red arrow. In that time, Yougui, burning his own soul, would have killed him a hundred times over. "It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be!" Suddenly, Jiang Jing's right hand swelled. He tried to harness the blood of the Qiongqi within him for one final strike against Bai Lian. But before his hand could complete its transformation, his face turned a ghastly dark red. "Gah!" He coughed up a mouthful of blood, spitting it like an arrow. Jiang Jing collapsed helplessly to his knees. It was all the fault of that creature from the Path of the Underworld. When it had possessed him, it had wreaked havoc with the beast blood inside him. All he could do now was watch powerlessly as Yougui fell with the collapsing dome, landing near Bai Lian. Once they were done talking, it would be his turn to face the end. Pain. Such pain. Jiang Jing tried again and again to transform into his beast form, but failed each time. In mere moments, blood pooled around him and flowed towards the entrance of the Path of the Underworld. Hatred, anger, and a sense of unwillingness... These emotions intertwined, resonating faintly with the Path of the Underworld. But Bai Lian was no longer paying attention. She smiled at Yougui. Yougui had saved her mentor. He had also atoned for the mistake she had inadvertently made. This debt of gratitude would never be forgotten, not until the seas ran dry and the mountains crumbled. "Yougui, my hero!" "Tha..." Bai Lian steadied her emotions, about to thank him, when she saw Yougui, engulfed in blue flames, reach out to her. "? Before her eyes was a violet-black dagger. From the dagger, Bai Lian sensed a heavy deathly aura, along with a familiar presence. That was... Of course. This presence was over ninety percent similar to Tong Shimei's! Instinctively, she grasped the dagger. And as she did, she saw the characters engraved on the blade. [Impurity Like a Blade]