Chapter 505: Chapter 505: Atonement by Death
However, when that energy struck Ye Tianling, it all suddenly seemed to sink into an unknown void.
Ye Tianling’s robes didn’t even stir in the slightest.
"You—How could you be so cruel!"
Long Qingque was on the verge of a breakdown. After personally witnessing the four Sword Ancestors of the Dragon Race die so tragically, unable to withstand even a single move, she completely fell apart.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, and an expression of utter grief contorted her features.
"Cruel? I, Ye Tianling, am not the cruel one. The cruel ones are you self-righteous old fools! Weren’t you the one who just challenged me to come out and slaughter your Dragon Race, to reenact what happened in the Small World? I’ll grant your wish!"
"In a little while, I will march on the Four Great Dragon Clans and wipe them from existence completely!" Ye Tianling said in a cold voice.
His words once again caused an uproar.
"You—"
Long Qingque was both shocked and enraged, but at the same time, a deep fear bloomed in her heart.
This time, she was filled with genuine regret.
If she had known this would happen, she never would have accepted the benefits offered by the Jade Pool Divine Land.
The four Sword Ancestors were so much more precious than that paltry reward.
But alas, there were no "if onlys."
"I know many of you here think that I, Ye Tianling, am just making empty boasts—but you should be grateful that there are no Saints present. Otherwise, I’d slaughter a Saint right here just to show you!"
Ye Tianling’s voice was soft, yet it was deafening, powerful enough to shake the very Ancestral Soul of every Daoist Ancestor present.
He had sensed the aura of a Saint’s projection, but that Holy Dao Aura never manifested, retreating almost as quickly as it appeared.
Ye Tianling knew at once that, for whatever reason, the master of that projection had retreated. They had chosen to avoid his sharp edge.
"Trying to stifle a genius? Trying to make things difficult for my Disciple? If you dare to act, then I, Ye Tianling, dare to kill!"
Ye Tianling’s gaze grew even more resolute, even colder.
His gaze swept across the crowd. Even the Great Xia Emperor completely lowered his head when he met Ye Tianling’s eyes.
"Under the new rules of this World, I refuse to believe you can remain this strong forever! This body of yours is just a Puppet. Its Energy is thin; it’s already a spent force, at the end of its power!"
Long Qingque used a Soul Dao technique to make a rough assessment, exposing the truth of Ye Tianling’s state.
But Ye Tianling was completely unafraid.
"Yes, this is a Void Body, but it’s also a Demon Heart Sword Body. A Demon Heart Sword Body from my bloodline’s inheritance. This Demon Heart Sword Body is at the Saint Realm, though its bloodline is thin, almost completely withered! And even though I can’t even exert one one-hundred-millionth of its true power."
"But I, Ye Tianling, have entered demonhood for the sake of protecting others. I can freely Control this Demon Heart Sword Body and unleash its killing intent at will. Whether you are Daoist Ancestors at the Sword Ancestor Realm or even true Saints, killing you is still as easy as slaughtering dogs for me!"
"The Demon Heart Sword Body excels at the Devouring Law, allowing it to sustain itself through battle. Forget killing a few Sword Ancestors; even killing several Sword Saints would be no problem at all."
"This is my, Ye Tianling’s, trump card. You wanted to use your power to bully the weak, so I’ll let you experience the ultimate pleasure of being bullied by the strong!"
"Now, Long Qingque, I’ll give you a chance!"
As he spoke, Ye Tianling raised his sword and pointed it directly at the spot between Long Qingque’s eyebrows, but he did not thrust it forward.
"You..."
A chill ran through Long Qingque’s body; she felt as if she had been plunged into a cavern of ice.
Ye Tianling’s words were cold, but everyone present knew they were true.
Everyone knew what had happened in the Small World.
’With a Demon Heart Sword Body like this, once he entered demonhood, Ye Tianling would surely burn his Talent and exhaust his foundations.’
’But so what?’
’Even if his Talent and Ability were severely depleted after this fight, as long as he possessed the Demon Heart Sword Body, who would dare make a sound in his presence?’
’Given Ye Tianling’s vicious and ruthless methods, and his mentality of crushing anyone who defied him, he would absolutely stop at nothing to torture his enemies to death.’
’Who would dare provoke such a person?’
Everyone sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
Faced with Ye Tianling’s savagery, dominance, wild arrogance, and cruelty, no one knew how to respond.
"Now, send a message to the Saints of your Dragon Race and tell them to fly over here. It’ll save me the trouble of going over there to kill them. I trust that once all the Saints of your Four Great Dragon Clans are dead, your clans will be completely finished. Is a hundred breaths enough time? Send the message! Call all those old fools over! A Holy Dao projection already manifested a moment ago, but it scurried off."
Ye Tianling spoke nonchalantly, directly ordering Long Qingque to summon the Saints.
’Didn’t you say your Dragon Race still has Saints? Didn’t you say that because I, Ye Tianling, offended your Dragon Race, your Saints wouldn’t let me go? Fine. Call them all over. We’ll see who won’t be letting whom go!’ Such were Ye Tianling’s thoughts.
’Although the Energy of the Demon Heart Sword Body was indeed in a precarious state... how could I afford to lose momentum?’
’If I show weakness now, it will surely invite the most ferocious counterattack. In that moment, no one would be able to control the situation, and the Celestial Secret God Master, Que De, and Wan Jimie would all face utter Destruction.’
Ye Tianling’s expression remained as cold and savage as ever.
THUD—
Long Qingque lowered her proud head and knelt before Ye Tianling.
Yes, she knelt.
’Send a message? Even if I had entertained the thought before, I don’t dare to act on it now.’
’If I sent the message and they won, that would be one thing. But what if they lost?’
’And even if they won, the Dragon Race’s dignity has already been thoroughly trampled underfoot. The victory would be meaningless.’
’After all, Ye Tianling isn’t even twenty years old!’
’Yes, not yet twenty.’
’From the start of his Cultivation until now, Ye Tianling had only cultivated for less than two years. He was still a truly peerless genius of the younger generation, a true Young Venerable.’
’Such a person was often incredibly difficult to kill.’
’If we succeeded in killing him, it would vent our hatred, but if we failed... the Four Great Dragon Clans would be completely annihilated.’
"I was wrong. I am willing to atone for my crimes with my life! Our actions this time were the result of an alliance with the Jade Pool Divine Land; they have nothing to do with the Four Great Dragon Clans. Celestial Secret Divine Son, your mother, Long Qingzhuo, is the Saintess of the Dragon Race. Your younger sisters, Long Tianyu and Long Tianmo, are also true Divine Maiden-Level geniuses of our race. They all hail from the Dragon Race. Even if you were to extinguish our bloodline, you cannot change the truth that Dragon Blood flows in your own veins..."
As Long Qingque spoke, the Dragon Blood throughout her body suddenly condensed. Then, her Battle Soul gathered, and she immediately began the process of Transformation Dao.
SSSSSS—
A Flame of the Celestial Dao ignited on Long Qingque’s body.
Soon, within the light of the Dao, she turned to dust, bit by bit.
She didn’t self-destruct.
That would have only created a greater misunderstanding.
Nor did she resist, because she knew all too well about Ye Tianling’s past—he was an incomparably evil Demon, and she did not wish to suffer humiliation at his hands.
And so, taking all the blame upon herself and undergoing Transformation Dao by her own will—this was to be her end.
Regret?
Regret was useless now.
