bookandnovel Chapter 14701 Ji Mingkong is dead!?
Chapter 14701 Ji Mingkong is dead!?
Chapter 14701 Ji Mingkong is dead!?
Ji Mingkong's casual remark struck Mu Yin like a thunderbolt, tearing away the veil of shame and exposing his despicable and base nature to the light of day.
They've sunk so low that they have to use women as hostages to coerce the enemy...
Mu Yin's eyes instantly surged with killing intent like a tsunami, and the Guixu Sword Intent erupted from his body. His icy voice resounded through the sky, filled with earth-shattering rage: "An ant-like existence dares to speak ill of my sword heart and attempt to shake my Dao foundation!"
Looking back, Mu Yin was also a genius of extraordinary talent, with a proud heart and a sword pointing to the sky. He reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship with the ability to break through all laws with a single sword. How spirited he was!
But now, in order to force the enemy to show himself, he has stooped to the point of kidnapping women and children and using the weak to threaten them...
No matter how many high-sounding reasons there are behind it, no matter whether the starting point is the greater good of the sect or to eliminate hidden dangers, such behavior has already disgraced the swordsmanship that he was so proud of.
This is absolutely not the behavior of a true strongman or a pure swordsman.
Therefore, the moment Ji Mingkong uttered those heart-piercing words, Mu Yin clearly realized that his sword heart, which he had upheld for tens of thousands of years, had quietly developed an irreparable crack.
From that moment on, the killing intent surged forth like a tsunami!
Ordinary cultivators can freely choose between good and evil, their thoughts shifting in an instant. But sword cultivators are different. Whether their sword heart is pure or not directly affects the rise and fall of their cultivation path; even a single impure thought can cause their cultivation to stagnate for a hundred years.
Even Ling Xiao, who is usually shrewd and has countless trump cards, still harbors the stubbornness of a demonic cultivator at heart, and would never do anything that completely goes against his conscience and principles.
Sword cultivators cultivate not only the sword, but also a pure and untainted heart.
The purer and more resolute your heart, the sharper and more invincible the sword in your hand will be, and the more capable it will be of cutting through illusions and breaking free from shackles!
At this moment, Ji Mingkong's casual remark struck him like a thunderbolt, stirring up a storm deep within his sword heart and shaking the very foundation of his Dao.
In the air, the overwhelming gray-white sword light tore through the clouds, carrying the intent of the Returning Void sword as it slashed down, aiming directly at Ji Mingkong's brow with no way to avoid it.
Ji Mingkong looked up at the sword light that was getting closer and closer, seemingly capable of severing the light of the sky and the vitality of life, but his expression was unusually calm.
She did not resist, nor did she flee... Facing a powerful figure like Mu Yin, who stood at the pinnacle of the Realm of Annihilation, any struggle would be futile.
She slowly closed her eyes, and scenes from the past flashed through her mind like fleeting shadows: the awkwardness of her first encounter with Ling Xiao, the tacit understanding when fighting side by side, the tenderness of their wedding night, and his whispered promise to protect her for a lifetime...
A faint, gentle smile slowly curved her lips.
"Lingxiao...farewell..."
The whisper, barely audible, dissipated in the wind, while the cold glint of the sword had already touched her brow.
boom!
An invisible sword aura burst forth from Ji Mingkong's body. It was not a counterattack, but merely the last ripple stirred up by his body when his life essence was forcibly severed.
Her clothes moved without wind, her hair fluttered, and her whole being began to ethereal like fragile glass.
Upon seeing this, the entire Overlord Empire fell into a deathly silence. Whether it was Su Lingyin and Lu Fan in mid-air, or the soldiers and civilians on the ground, everyone was struck dumb, frozen in place, with only one thought in their minds:
it's over...
"No……!!!"
Just as the deathly silence was about to engulf the heavens and earth, a mournful roar that tore through the sky came from the distant horizon. The sound was filled with endless grief and madness, like the final cry of a dying beast, and it shook the bricks and tiles of the entire imperial city.
It's Ling Xiao!
Everyone looked up in shock, only to see a black mist burning with blood-red flames tearing through the air at an extreme speed, carrying overwhelming demonic intent and blood energy, and landing right in front of Ji Mingkong.
Ling Xiao pulled Ji Mingkong's swaying body into his arms.
At this moment, her body had become translucent, as if she would disappear in the next second, and the light in her eyes was like a candle in the wind, dimming at a visible speed.
But when she saw the familiar face before her, twisted and contorted with extreme anger, she still tried her best to raise her trembling right hand to touch her husband's cheek, but her fingertips fell limply in mid-air, unable to lift even an inch higher.
Ling Xiao suddenly grabbed her icy hand, desperately trying to transfer warmth from his palm to hers, but the chill in her hands continued to spread.
His face was already covered in tears, which were a terrifying crimson color, mixed with boiling blood, dripping onto Ji Mingkong's pale cheeks and burning fine marks.
The demonic bloodline that had been dormant within him for many years broke free from all constraints at this moment, and began to surge wildly and boil! It was as if billions of ferocious beasts were roaring in his bloodline, trying to break through the shackles of his body and drag the world into purgatory.
With her last ounce of strength, Ji Mingkong grasped his hand, her voice weak and broken: "Ling Xiao... don't... don't blame yourself..."
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes lost focus completely and she gently closed them.
His body still flickered between reality and illusion, but that vibrant life force, like morning mist meeting the blazing sun, completely dissipated in the wind, leaving only a faint trace of warmth remaining in Ling Xiao's arms.
"No!!! Ahhhhhh...!!!"
Lingxiao roared to the sky, its sound waves sweeping across the land, shaking the clouds and causing the mountains and rivers to tremble.
He held Ji Mingkong's still-warm body tightly, his whole body trembling violently, as if he were enduring the most extreme pain and despair in the world.
At the same time, intense, almost tangible, crimson light burst forth from the pores of his body, soaring into the sky and staining half the heavens red!
In an instant, half of the sky above the Overlord Empire was dyed into a surging sea of scarlet blood, filled with bloody energy and overwhelming demonic intent, making even the air thick and violent.
Mu Yin, suspended in mid-air, stared intently at Ling Xiao below. In his palm, a gray-white sword light flickered erratically, his killing intent reaching its peak. Although his mind was unsettled due to the crack in his sword heart, he knew that this was the perfect opportunity to kill Ling Xiao.
The silence lasted only a moment.
Mu Yin pointed his fingers like a sword and suddenly pointed at Ling Xiao from a distance!
"Destroy!"
As the word fell, a wisp of dark sword light, condensed to the extreme, burst forth from his fingertips, ignoring spatial distance, and instantly appeared above Ling Xiao's head!
This sword strike was incredibly fast, and it embodied his life's cultivation and the intent of the Returning Void Sword. He held nothing back, aiming to kill with a single blow and eliminate any future troubles!
Just as the sword light was about to pierce through his head...
Lingxiao suddenly looked up!
boom!!!
A massive, volcanic eruption of crimson energy exploded outwards from him, enveloping him entirely in a dense crimson light.
His body was covered in demonic runes, and the phantom of a demon god faintly appeared in the blood-red light, like an Asura who had returned from purgatory, exuding an aura of world destruction.
Bloodline, fully awakened!
Ling Xiao stomped his right foot hard on the ground!
Boom!
A thick, blood-red rainbow, several meters in diameter, erupted from the ground, shooting upwards with a force capable of tearing everything apart, and crashed violently into the deadly sword light!