bookandnovel Chapter 14719 The Curtain Falls
Chapter 14719 The Curtain Falls
Chapter 14719 The Curtain Falls
On the verge of despair, Ling Xiao suddenly unleashed his final, unwavering determination.
He struggled to extend his broken arms, abandoning the idea of using his sword to parry, and instead used both hands to grab the scorching lightsaber tightly!
"Pfft...!"
The sword tip pierced his chest in an instant, and the scalding holy power burned his internal organs, causing excruciating pain to sweep through his entire body.
But Ling Xiao's shattered left hand still gripped the blade tightly, using its last bit of strength to prevent the sword from advancing any further.
The power of the lightsaber was terrifying; the blade continued to slowly press down, tearing the flesh in his palm apart and shattering his bones.
"roar……!!!"
Ling Xiao let out a furious roar that was not human, gripped the sword tightly with both hands, and poured the last of his overwhelming demonic intent and the power of his demon god bloodline into the sword tip like a flood breaking through a dam!
Finally, the all-destroying extraterrestrial lightsaber, fueled by his extreme obsession and power, came to a halt in mid-air!
Ling Xiao grinned, his lips stained with blood, which gushed forth like a spring. His breath was weak yet incredibly firm as he spoke haltingly, word by word, towards the direction behind him:
"Don't...be afraid..."
"No one... can... hurt you... your body..."
The moment those words were uttered, Ji Mingkong, whose eyes had been tightly closed and who appeared lifeless, had her eyelashes tremble slightly.
On the other side, Mu Yin witnessed the light sword from beyond the boundary pierce through Ling Xiao's chest. Seeing his aura rapidly weaken and on the verge of dissipation, Mu Yin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and his face was filled with long-suppressed joy and relief.
I'm finally going to die!
This mad, bloodthirsty demon who razed his sect and shattered his thousand-year-old foundation is finally going to perish today! As long as Ling Xiao lives, he will be restless day and night, unable to eat or sleep, and his hatred for the destruction of the Sword Star Holy Hall will never have a place to be vented.
Ling Xiao's aura was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment, yet his blood-stained hands still gripped the blade of the lightsaber tightly.
His finger bones were shattered, his flesh was mangled, and his palms were scorched and ulcerated by the holy power. Yet, with his last shred of willpower, he stubbornly refused to let the sword blade press down any further, desperately guarding Ji Mingkong's body behind him.
"Ugh……"
A soft sigh came from the dark gold mirror, and its once warm eyes suddenly lost all warmth, becoming as cold as an ancient abyss.
He looked at Mu Yin, who was clad in twelve-winged divine armor, his tone indifferent yet carrying an undeniable killing intent: "You enjoy bullying others, don't you?"
Mu Yin's body suddenly stiffened, and he stared in horror at the inconspicuous ancient mirror. Just as he was about to activate his divine armor to fight back with all his might, the small arm of the dark gold mirror shot out like lightning and grabbed his throat tightly!
The remaining survivors of the sanctuary were all shaken, their pupils contracted sharply, and they even forgot to breathe.
Mu Yin himself was utterly horrified, his whole body turned ice-cold, and he didn't even have time to muster the slightest thought of resistance!
How can this be? !
Even Jiang Liuyun at his peak couldn't render him defenseless!
Moreover, he was currently wearing the sect's ultimate divine armor, and his combat power had already surpassed that of the heavily injured Jiang Liuyun, reaching the peak of the Silent Realm. Yet, he was subdued by this mirror in one move, without even a chance to struggle!
The dark gold mirror's icy gaze locked onto Mu Yin, its voice devoid of any emotion, chilling to the bone: "I dislike you. You deserve to die."
The moment the words fell, Mu Yin's eyes bulged out, the holy radiance around him instantly dissipated, the power of the twelve-winged divine armor collapsed with a bang, his life force and divine soul were annihilated at the same time, his aura was completely cut off, his body slumped down, and he died on the spot!
Upon witnessing this scene, the remaining dozens of Sword Star Temple experts were stunned, and then retreated frantically in terror, wanting nothing more than to escape this hell on earth.
The dark gold mirror casually swept over the crowd. Wherever its gaze fell, the bodies of those top experts suddenly stiffened, their spiritual power and souls shattering simultaneously, and they collapsed to the ground one after another like rotten, withered trees.
In the blink of an eye, the last remaining fighting force of the Sword Star Sanctuary was completely wiped out, with no one surviving.
Then, the dark gold mirror turned around and looked at Ling Xiao, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death, and said helplessly, "What a crazy madman who doesn't care about his life! If you die, who will continue the legacy of my Demon Sect and the great cause of eternity?"
He sighed softly and placed his small palm on Ling Xiao's brow. A vast, ancient, and incomparably pure source of demonic energy flowed continuously into Ling Xiao's body.
The rampaging demonic bloodline was instantly calmed by this power;
His shattered body, broken bones, and festering veins were frantically repaired by a dark life force, his flesh and blood regenerated at a visible speed, and his wounds healed rapidly.
After an unknown amount of time, the light around the dark gold mirror gradually dimmed, and dense cracks appeared on the mirror surface. The originally vivid facial features and limbs also began to blur.
He exhausted all his own energy to pull Ling Xiao back from the brink of death.
"S-senpai..."
Ling Xiao had already regained his senses and was clearly aware of everything within his body. His voice was hoarse, filled with emotion and guilt.
"Stop with the sentimental stuff. I've lived for countless ages and I'm tired of it. I'm just helping you out."
The voice of the dark gold mirror gradually weakened, and the cracks on the mirror continued to spread and widen. "The future of the Demon Sect rests entirely on your shoulders. Live well and keep going."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark gold mirror shattered completely, turning into countless golden particles of light that dissipated into the world as if it had never existed.
"Lingxiao!"
A soft yet joyful call rang out, and Ling Xiao turned his head sharply, his pupils contracting suddenly before surging with overwhelming elation.
Ji Mingkong slowly opened his eyes, his posture upright, his body swirling with warm yet profound spiritual energy fluctuations. His aura not only did not decline, but was several times stronger than before, clearly indicating that he was now a true World Lord Realm expert!
She really came back to life! This miraculous rebirth must have been caused by the Dark Gold Mirror burning its own essence to save her from the state of apparent death and even reshape her Dao foundation!
Ling Xiao struggled to his feet, pulled out the extraterrestrial light sword that had pierced his chest, and casually stored it in his storage space. This sword was now unclaimed and contained laws that transcended the Realm of Annihilation; it was a supreme treasure.
He also collected the twelve-winged divine armor that Mu Yin had lost. This ultimate treasure of the Sword Star Sanctuary was also a rare gem.
In the distance, Jiang Liuyun gripped the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword, gazing at Ling Xiao, who had miraculously returned from the dead and whose aura had surged dramatically. A subtle killing intent flashed in his eyes. The dark golden mirror had already dissipated; he had originally intended to take advantage of Ling Xiao's weakened state to kill him and eliminate any future threat.
But he ultimately suppressed his thoughts, filled with apprehension... He dared not gamble; if this was merely a trap set by the dark gold mirror, once he made a move, all that awaited him was eternal imprisonment.
"My sword." Ling Xiao looked up at Jiang Liuyun, his tone cold and devoid of any emotion.