Chapter 1980
Chapter 1980
“Your injuries are too severe. If you get emotional again, even I can’t save you. This foolish behavior will ruin your hundred years of hard work. Calm down first.”
The Holy Lord of Yaoguang frowned, casually waved his sleeve, and spoke in a tone so indifferent that it was impossible to discern his emotions.
With that wave of his hand, Lu Xueqi, who had just been agitated and struggling, suddenly went limp, her eyes closing uncontrollably as she fell into a deep sleep. Only two crystal tears remained, hanging from her eyelashes, slowly sliding down her pale cheeks and landing on her clothes, leaving a small damp patch.
"Yunxiao'er".
As soon as the Holy Lord finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and the unconscious Lu Xueqi floated down like a feather towards Yun Xiao'er below. "Keep an eye on her."
Before he finished speaking, his cold gaze swept over Elder Xiaoyun beside him, carrying an invisible pressure. Yun Xiao'er dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly bowed and replied, "Yes, Holy Master." Then she raised her hands and steadily supported Lu Xueqi who was floating towards her.
The moment Yun Xiao'er's fingertips touched Lu Xueqi's clothes, she was shocked—in just half an incense stick's time, her aura, which had been stable at the mid-stage of the Void Reversal Realm, had now fallen to the early stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and her spiritual power was as chaotic as broken wood in a stormy sea, as if it would collapse at the slightest touch.
Even so, in her delirium, Lu Xueqi's gaze seemed to still be fixed on the direction of the mountain peak. Yun Xiao'er looked in that direction and saw that the white-haired youth was covered in blood, with dark red blood foam constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still as fierce as a demon. Although he was already at his last gasp, he still held on to his broken bones and refused to fall.
A surge of admiration welled up in her heart, and she murmured softly, "Senior Sister Xueqi, I never imagined that you could find such an extraordinary person as your Daoist partner in your mortal days... Alas, it's such a pity..."
Facing Chen Xuan's direction, Yun Xiao'er gave him an apologetic, kind smile, then carefully picked up Lu Xueqi, turned around, and flew into the pavilion of the warship, shutting out the noise from the outside world.
Without the protection of the Imperial Weapon Formation, Elder Xiaoyun felt a surge of resentment when he saw that the Holy Lord had not directly annihilated Chen Xuan. However, he dared not disobey the Holy Lord's will and could only kneel down immediately, his voice filled with urgent urging: "Holy Lord! This boy must not be allowed to live! He has insulted the dignity of my Yao Guang Sect so much, he must pay the price!"
Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang let out a cold snort, but turned his gaze to his left—to the void above the warship of the Heartless Holy Land, as if sensing something.
“Now that he has arrived, if I were to kill such an outstanding disciple of his in person, Yao Guang and Jue Qing Holy Land would have to go to war today.” The Holy Lord slowly shook his head, his voice extremely low. “Moreover, this Chen Xuan was the last disciple he took in before he became a Celestial King by Lan Xing.”
Upon hearing the words "Star-Gazing True Immortal," Elder Xiaoyun suddenly realized why the Holy Lord had shown mercy to Chen Xuan. A sense of defeat instantly filled his face, and the other two True Immortal elders beside him exchanged glances and shook their heads with resentment.
"If you could have shown some courage, if you could have broken through the shackles of True Immortal and become Immortal Kings, Chen Xuan would have been reduced to ashes long ago." The Holy Lord of Yao Guang turned his gaze to the direction of the Zi Fu Holy Land's warship, his tone filled with disappointment. "If I were to kill Chen Xuan today, the day the True Immortal Lan Xing survives the tribulation and becomes an Immortal King would be the day they join forces with the Zi Fu Holy Land to attack my Yao Guang."
"Tear-!"
Just then, the entire void trembled violently, as if torn apart by a giant hand. Immediately afterward, a man's roar, filled with boundless rage, pierced through the void, causing the heavens and earth to hum: "Yao Guang! You dare to set up an innate spatial array in the Devouring Demon Starfield! What are you trying to do, you old bastard?!"
The rift in the void grew wider and wider, and a figure, enveloped in a sky full of murderous aura, broke through it. It was none other than Jue Wuqing from the Jueqing Holy Land. The pressure of a Celestial King spread out around him like a tide, and the murderous aura that was almost solidified caused the elders of the various holy lands to change their expressions drastically, and they all subconsciously took a half step back.
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