It emitted a strange, clattering sound from its throat, and the black mist chains binding its body snapped, disappearing completely into its massive form.
The giant bird flapped its wings and suddenly launched an attack on the immortal sects present.
Terrified by the power of the Demon King's birth that they had just witnessed, no one listened to any debate or discussion for a moment, and no one paid attention to the two of them. They were all focused on dealing with the Demon King's sudden attack.
"Uh...ah—"
At the same time, Gu Zhong let out a painful howl, her body trembling even more violently, and the black mist that was exactly the same as that on the black hole and the demon king also emerged from her body.
This seems to indirectly confirm the connection between the three.
"Ah Chong! Gu Chong! Hold on!"
Seeing this, Lingyan no longer had the energy to care about Gu Zhong's innocence—she was currently being corrupted by demonic energy.
This is a more terrifying situation than when she went mad. With so much demonic energy wandering through her internal organs, she will never be able to regain her senses and will become a killing god who slaughters the world.
Just like I was back then.
At this moment, it is even more important to preserve Gu Zhong's consciousness.
"Gentlemen, kill Gu Zhong!"
There are always people who can't forget Gu Zhong, especially when black mist rises from her body at the same time.
Blind faith in the prophecy, fear of the unknown black mist, and helplessness in the face of the demon king's offensive all turned into rage, which was directed towards a direction where the oppression seemed easier to resolve.
Lingyan struggled to cast a spell again, managing to erect a protective shield that temporarily blocked the magical artifacts flying towards them.
She gripped Gu Zhong's shoulder blade tightly with one hand, forcing her to look up, and their eyes met.
Gu Zhong's eyes were a mixture of brightness and chaos, with blackness attempting to cover his pupils, only to be forcibly pushed back time and time again.
A wisp of black mist followed the touch of Lingyan and Gu Zhong's hands, spreading to her wounded area, as if it had found some nourishment and was rushing to penetrate it.
Many injured cultivators on the field were also facing the invasion of the black mist. They were all terrified and cursing, trying to dispel this strange thing that was like a maggot clinging to their bones.
Only Xia Xiange stood on the sidelines from beginning to end, unusually calm, as if watching an absurd farce.
The barely held-up shield could not withstand the intense attack and soon shattered completely.
Immediately afterwards, an attack struck Gu Zhong heavily, shattering his hard-won rationality. Black had won the victory completely.
A heart-wrenching pain pierced through Lingyan's chest; she only had time to call out one last time.
“Ah Chong…”
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Chapter 94 Astrologer and Defiant One (Twenty-Three) (End of reverse V)
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Ling Yan's grip on Gu Zhong's shoulder loosened and slowly slid down, her eyes blankly staring at the person in front of her.
When Gu Zhong was killed by having his heart ripped out, was it as painful as this?
Is this the end of her life? In the end, she couldn't protect Gu Zhong.
Lingyan was truly unwilling to accept such an ending.
They clearly knew the predetermined path, yet they failed to completely stop it from the source. If they had been able to restrain Xia Xiange earlier, how could things have come to this?
Ultimately, it was her soft heart, hesitation, and lack of ability that ruined the lives of both of them.
Xia Xiange truly deserves to be compared to the young lord; he is a formidable enemy that Lingyan has struggled to defeat since ten thousand years ago.
If it weren't for a series of coincidences in my previous lives, she probably would have succeeded.
It's over.
Lingyan thought to herself, and all her resentment vanished. Sleepiness gradually crept in, and her eyes slowly closed.
it's over--
As Xia Xiange watched Gu Zhong bewitched by demonic energy and personally end Ling Yan's life, a familiar scene flashed through her mind, but before she could ponder it, it was cleared away by the system.
"You're becoming more and more nosy."
Suppressing her anger, Xia Xiange remained expressionless.
"This is for the host's own good."
The emotionless, mechanical synthesized voice exudes an arrogant smugness that is utterly repulsive.
Under the rampage of the Demon King, the immortal sects suffered heavy losses. Xia Xiange straightened his robes, preparing to step in and clean up the mess.
However, things took an unexpected turn.
Perhaps it was Lingyan's last call that brought Gu Zhong back to her senses, for the black and white in her eyes began to struggle and entangle once more.
Finally, darkness receded, and clarity returned.
Holding the barely breathing Lingyan in his arms, Gu Zhong looked at his hands covered in blood and couldn't help but let out a mournful sob.
"I've given up... Are you still going to resist the real her?"
A voice arose from her mind, filled with anxiety and helplessness.
"If this can save her..."
No longer clinging to unnecessary stubbornness, Gu Zhong's only wish was for Ling Yan to be safe and sound.
There was one thing that neither she nor Can Nian had revealed to Ling Yan.
As Can Nian once said, when they realize that they are not complete souls, if they choose to accept it, they will return to nothingness, merge into the origin, and become nourishment for their awakening.
If one chooses to resist, this path will only be taken after death.
Perhaps they all harbored selfish motives, coveting this person; none of them were willing to give up their present selves for a past soul.
Ultimately, the two reached a delicate balance, jointly suppressing the budding awakening of the self.
However, given the current outcome, there is no longer any point in persisting.
"Master..."
Gu Zhong carefully placed Ling Yan on the ground soaked with blood, and gently called out her name with endless tenderness and affection.
She reached out as if to touch the face she longed for, yet worried that her blood-stained hands would smudge her beloved's clean skin.
The hand stopped just above, then slowly withdrew, as if deflated.
Gu Zhong leaned down and lightly pecked the corner of the sleeping person's mouth with his lips. A tear silently fell between Ling Yan's brows, carrying a sense of farewell.
Extreme sorrow brought extreme anger. A flash of silver light began to emanate from her, and the black mist was driven away with a shriek.
Like an expanding star, bright enough to pierce through all darkness.
The descending deity stood in the holy light and opened its eyes.
Time begins to reverse on the sleeping person, all wounds are restored to their original state, and eyelashes like black feathers flutter as if they will wake up at any moment.
True divine power, in this world of souls, is equivalent to the Heavenly Dao, and is almost omnipotent—even if it can only exist for a moment, it is enough for her to do many things.
A single sword strike, like a rainbow, can shatter an army of ten thousand.
Losing his mind and feeling no pain, the demon king, who only knew how to kill mercilessly, died instantly, turning into ashes before he could even let out a wail.
The various attacks aimed at Gu Zhong and Ling Yan were suspended in mid-air. Everyone was trapped in their final postures. Apart from their thoughts, they could not even control a single finger.
Looking at Gu Zhong's expressionless face, a sense of fear and awe welled up in my heart.
This is the tremor that arises involuntarily in the soul when faced with a power they cannot match, a level they can never reach in their lifetime.
It's like facing a deity, or the Heavenly Dao that you vaguely sensed during the tribulation of lightning. No one can muster any thoughts of resistance; all they want to do is kneel down and worship.
He expressed his sincere pain and remorse for the past attacks and offenses.
"Warning! Warning! Major danger detected. Host, please prepare to leave this world."
The moment the anomaly occurred, the system panicked and began shouting that it was ready to abandon this world.
Xia Xiange had never seen this usually aloof thing have such emotions before.
Gu Zhong's sudden change was unexpected and clearly not within the system's expectations. Instead, it piqued her interest, and she even felt a vague sense of curiosity and excitement.
What abilities does Gu Zhong possess that could frighten the system to this extent?
Until she witnessed that godlike power that could bring the dead back to life and bring all things to a standstill.
Perhaps she can completely eradicate the system?
Xia Xiange couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.
"Prepare to break away from May Fourth!"
Unfortunately, she may not be able to see this scene.
After all, the system couldn't stay any longer, and the countdown speed had doubled.
Seemingly sensing something, Gu Zhong turned to look at Xia Xiange, followed by the Smoke Cloud Sword that had just killed the Demon King.
Xia Xiange was unable to move and thought she might have to experience a heart-piercing pain.
Unexpectedly, the sword turned into an illusion, passed through her body, and struck her soul—the system attached to it.
The system emitted a crackling sound, like an old radio pausing due to a poor signal, which made Xia Xiange feel happy.