Since his senior brother was kind and couldn't bring himself to kill Huan Changming, he took matters into his own hands, forcing his senior brother into a desperate situation and forcing him to kill Huan Changming with his own hands.
Even if this path is stained with Qu Fuyi's blood.
Lu Pianpian's hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably. After a long while, a tear rolled down his bloodshot eyes, and he choked out, "Junior brother... you've gone mad."
Chapter 69
The sounds of Lu Pianpian and Juntian fighting attracted the divine soldiers and generals stationed around the area.
The mighty divine army, like an impenetrable wall, surrounded the area completely.
Seeing a demon confronting the Heavenly Lord, they shouted, "What kind of demon are you? How dare you trespass into my Heavenly Realm's camp! You're courting death!"
They drew their bows and shot arrows, raining down arrows to vanquish demons and monsters, heading straight for Lu Pianpian.
Jun Tian concealed the demonic runes and retreated back into his camp, his cold gaze silently scrutinizing Lu Pianpian, as if awaiting her answer.
Lu Pianpian remained unmoved in the face of a rain of arrows. Suddenly, an angry dragon's roar pierced the sky, and a white-bodied, golden-scaled unicorn dragon descended from the clouds, spewing dragon flames that burned the arrows that attacked Lu Pianpian to ashes.
"It's that demonic dragon again!"
We failed to eradicate it completely last time, and now it's back to cause trouble again.
It stood in front of Lu Pianpian, who noticed that it still had unhealed old wounds on its body, with several dragon scales curled outwards and blood dripping from its body.
Jun Tian, expressionless, gave the order, "Kill the demon dragon."
"yes!"
Dragons and snakes are of the same kind, and their seven-inch mark is their Achilles' heel.
They resorted to their old tricks, drawing their bows and shooting arrows at the dragon's most vulnerable spot.
"Get out of the way!"
Lu Pianpian urged it on, and it swept its tail, lifting Lu Pianpian's body up and pushing her away. It roared at the enemy, determined to stand in front of Lu Pianpian, even if it meant becoming a target.
A towering tree rapidly grew from the ground, its countless vines weaving into a net. Arrows that landed on the net were instantly broken in two, losing their momentum.
Juntian gazed at Lu Pianpian across the giant tree and the road, his aura becoming dark and unpredictable. "You're going to protect this demonic dragon?"
When this demonic dragon was in the mortal realm, it conspired with Huan Changming to kill him several times. Now, his senior brother is actually going to protect it right in front of him.
Lu Pianpian revealed his true form, with iridescent butterfly wings appearing from his back. He held a sword and flew in mid-air, clearly having chosen his side.
"It seems that it's my senior brother who's gone mad."
Frost instantly covered Juntian's cold blade. He slashed at the giant tree summoned by Lu Pianpian, and the vibrant tree was frozen in an instant. The demonic dragon once again spewed flames in an attempt to melt the ice, but the ice remained unchanged.
"break."
Following Juntian's command, the ice crushed the giant tree into countless ice blades, which filled the entire night sky and, under Juntian's guidance, trapped the demonic dragon from all directions.
With a flick of his sleeve, he sent an ice blade piercing the demonic dragon. Lu Pianpian flew into the ice blade, her wings flapping to create a strong wind. The scattered phosphorus powder fell onto the ice blade, melting it back into water and neutralizing the attack.
The next moment, Jun Tian leaped out of the crowd and flew into the sky, engaging Lu Pianpian in close combat. "Senior brother, let's slay the demon dragon together and destroy the demon realm."
He was giving his senior a final chance to defect to him.
But Lu Pianpian resisted this opportunity from the bottom of her heart, saying, "How long are you going to be so stubborn?!"
The sword and blade clashed fiercely in mid-air. Jun Tian's sword was so cold that it froze the sword in Lu Pianpian's hand with a thin layer of ice, greatly reducing its power.
“It is my senior brother who is stubbornly clinging to his past.” Jun Tian slashed from afar. “I cut off my senior brother’s ties, but he still refuses to move on from the past. Now he even wants to draw his sword against me. I am somewhat disappointed in my senior brother.”
Suddenly, a cold wind howled through the calm night sky, and a blizzard struck unexpectedly. Every gust of snow felt like a knife cutting into Lu Pianpian's body, causing excruciating pain.
"You killed your master, you slaughtered the demons! You left these demons homeless! Is this the great path of love you aspire to?!" Lu Pianpian gritted her teeth and endured the pain, her wings shaking off the surrounding frost and snow. "You claim to be doing this for all living beings, yet you've walked a path of no return stained with blood!"
"The success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand. To see the path I have chosen through to the end, necessary sacrifices are inevitable. Senior brother, can't you even see this principle?"
The path he chose was one that Lu Pianpian could neither understand nor agree with. He broke through the wind and snow, wielding his sword to strike at Juntian, "The war between the Demon Realm and the Heavenly Realm was orchestrated and led by you. If you hadn't interfered, how could they have been deceived into attacking the Floating Pagoda? And even though the Demon Race has a thousand faults, the innocent Demon Race members who did not participate in this battle were harmed by you, leaving them with broken homes and homeless!"
"And Master was wholeheartedly devoted to goodness and never did anything wicked. He devoted himself to cultivation before ascending to immortality!"
Lu Pianpian's sword was imbued with his furious sword intent, and Jun Tian quickly conjured frost and snow as a shield to block his attack, but cracks soon appeared on the frost and snow shield.
"A teacher for a day is a teacher for life. He has the great kindness of imparting knowledge and skills to you! Even on his deathbed, he would not want to expose the shameful things you have done!"
"Huan Juntian, the only victims of your blade are innocent souls and your kind master! Yet you still dare to claim that you are selfless and compassionate!"
The Frost Shield shattered into pieces, and Juntian felt the killing intent on Lu Pianpian's sword. A lock of hair on his forehead was cut off.
"If your path is to result in rivers of blood and piles of corpses, then I will personally strangle your path!"
Lu Pianpian's words were filled with determination, but the sword tip suddenly stopped just before piercing Juntian's throat.
Jun Tian showed no sign of panic, and his gaze towards Lu Pianpian was even somewhat nonchalant. "Senior brother, your soft heart cannot stifle my path."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp ice spike pierced Lu Pianpian's chest from behind. Bright red blood gushed from Lu Pianpian's chest, and she staggered before falling straight down from the clouds.
Jun Tian lowered his eyes to look at Lu Pianpian's falling figure, expressionlessly wiping away the blood splattered from Lu Pianpian's wound on his face, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I have given you a choice."
But you insist on taking a path completely different from mine.
The demonic dragon broke through the encirclement, flew out from the enemy army, and headed straight for Lu Pianpiao.
Before Lu Pianpian landed, they caught him and flew back into the sky.
Lu Pianpian lay atop the demonic dragon's head, coughing up blood continuously. He clutched the fatal wound in his chest, using his own spiritual power to heal it.
He gazed desolately at the sky. The surroundings had become his junior brother's dojo, a frozen wasteland. The chill emanating from it seemed to be a silent warning to Lu Pianpian that the dojo's master had long since become as cold as the ice and snow.
But my junior brother used to have a cold exterior, but a warm heart.
But now, even his junior brother's heart has grown cold.
It was colder and harder than the ice that pierced his chest.
My junior brother is no longer the Huan Juntian of the lower realm, nor is he the Juntian God of the celestial realm who only knows how to hang stars and arrange the moon.
He has become completely possessed by evil, becoming the coldest and most ruthless person in the world.
Arrows rained down, attempting to overwhelm the man and the dragon in a hail of arrows, repeating their previous tactic.
Lu Pianpian stood up again and took out the black jade earrings that had been shattered by the ice spikes from her bosom. They had taken most of the attack for her and were now in pieces.
Lu Pianpian threw her sword into the air, condensed a sword incantation, and a vast sword aura swept across the army. Wherever it passed, arrows shattered, ice melted, and the faint light of day gradually brightened, signaling the end of the night.
The demonic dragon carried Lu Pianpian into the sky, where Lu Pianpian confronted Juntian once again.
He asked Juntian, "Do you know you're wrong?"
His junior brother had made an irreversible mistake, yet he, as the senior brother, stubbornly asked his junior brother if he knew he was wrong.
Lu Pianpian wanted her junior brother to admit his mistake; she wanted him to turn back.
Several icicles fell from the sky and crashed down on Lu Pianpian. Jun Tian replied calmly, "I did nothing wrong."
Lu Pianpian stepped into the void, a powerful gust of wind rising from beneath his feet, pushing the demonic dragon away. He gripped his sword with both hands, slicing through the ice pillars one by one.
Jun Tian drew his sword to meet the attack, the blade aimed directly at Lu Pianpian's wound without any mercy.
Lu Pianpian neither dodged nor evaded; her sword strikes fell like arrows, relentlessly slashing at her junior brother. He roared, "Do you even know you're wrong?!"
The sword technique separated Lu Pianpian and her junior brother, preventing him from getting close for the time being.
The junior brother moved swiftly, dodging the sword technique's attack. "At this point, does right or wrong still matter?"
What might not matter to others is as important as life itself to Lu Pianpian.
The descending sword technique became even more powerful, "Do you know you're wrong?!"
"Do you even know you're wrong?!"
Jun Tian felt a little strained, and he frowned slightly. "I did nothing wrong."
He broke free from the sword technique's encirclement and attacked Lu Pianpian at close range. Lu Pianpian flapped her wings, creating a strong gust of wind that forced Jun Tian back several feet. Unwilling to give up, he once again conjured ice from a distance. Just as he was about to attack Lu Pianpian, flowering vines flew out from Lu Pianpian's hand, attempting to control his movements.
He had no choice but to put down the ice blade and use the knife to cut the vines.
Lu Pianpian seized the opportunity to attack, her sword techniques raining down. Jun Tian was restricted from moving by the vines, and he suddenly realized that these vines were just a cover-up by his senior brother to restrain him.
He realized it too late; several sword techniques struck him, hitting his limbs and instantly soaking his robes in blood.
Lu Pianpian suddenly moved closer, brushed aside the vines, grabbed his collar, and forced him to change his mind with bloodshot eyes: "Say you know you're wrong!"
Jun Tian's eyelashes trembled slightly. Suddenly, thousands of flying swords appeared behind him, forming a sword formation. He had already laid down the sword technique before Lu Pianpian got close, waiting for her to get close so he could kill her.
"Senior brother, you are still too naive."
Having chosen his path, he never considered turning back.
Even if this path will be stained with the blood of someone he cherishes.
My junior brother's murderous intent is fully revealed. Today, only one of the two of them can survive.
The surging resentment in Lu Pianpian's heart suddenly faded at this moment. He released his junior brother, reconstituted the sword formation, and used the same sword formation that his master had taught them to fight against his junior brother.
"put."
The two spoke in unison, and two imposing sword formations clashed together. The swords hummed, unleashing a deafening roar in the void. Countless flying swords collided, creating a dazzling, overwhelming array of sword shadows. The air currents were drawn in by the sword formations, the clouds dispersed, and the heavens and earth trembled.
Sunlight fell on Lu Pianpian, whose clothes were covered in blood and wounds, but his expression remained resolute, and his blood-red eyes were still clear.
It was as if a god had descended to earth.
He suddenly raised his hand, and thousands of flying swords moved according to his thoughts, overlapping together to transform into a single sword.
The sword wind blew in gusts, causing his white hair and robes to rustle. The tears in his eyes were swept away by the sword wind and disappeared into the void.
The next moment, his sword burst forth with dazzling golden light. Wherever the light passed, Juntian's flying sword was quickly swallowed up. He was blinded by the light, but he still refused to retreat and continued to maintain the sword formation, constantly pouring in spiritual power.
But the more he did this, the stronger the golden light became, and his sword formation crumbled, swallowed up like a drop of water entering a vast ocean.
His eyes darkened as the sword, wreathed in golden light, pierced through his chest.
He opened his eyes, seemingly in disbelief, and his body crashed heavily from the clouds, where the remaining divine soldiers and generals caught him below.
"Divine Lord!"
Jun Tian stared blankly at the person who was chasing him down from the clouds, his gaze gradually becoming unfocused, "Senior...Brother..."
Lu Pianpian walked towards her junior brother, and only then did the divine soldiers and generals see his face clearly, "Divine Child..."