Chapter 1189: Chapter 553: You Ying_2
Perhaps he would look down at you and say, "Sorry."
Then step over your corpse and keep walking forward, without stopping.
This is merciless, or you might call it shameless.
He completely abandoned his past, living as a ruthless deity.
Even if I know I’m wrong, I will continue to pursue what I desire.
As for Candle Dragon Venerable, he’s the complete opposite. He, as a god, has his own principles. His arrogance and self-importance are almost pathological. As long as it’s not in his own will, nothing can change him, thus even when suffering under the curse of fate, he remains himself.
Never changes.
Rather than saying he eventually lost, it’s more accurate to say he chose to give up. His pride and dignity would never allow him to build his victory on the suffering of an innocent boy.
Even though they are both gods, their styles are worlds apart.
The latter is respected.
The former is nauseating.
"Unfortunately, the Ancient Supreme is immortal."
Vermilion Bird Venerate raised his hand, and a vast tide of mental thought surged, yet it was torn inch by inch by the sword named Heavenly Cluster Cloud, leaving shocking marks across time and space.
Now Su Youzhu is the strongest Candle Yin God in the world, having mastered the integration of three Supreme Laws, no longer needing any flashy moves. A strike as swift as lightning naturally embodies the profound meaning of the nine-level ranking, and the ultimate essence of Zhu Zhao and You Ying naturally manifests.
The Heavenly Personification was completed as soon as the blade fell, the Wuxiang World poised to unleash.
Yet the target was not him.
With a soft sound, Qu Ru’s neck was slit open, blood spilling out.
The heads of the Luanniao and Kui Bird soared high, golden hot blood splashing onto the matrix.
Finally, the Gu Diao’s chest was ripped apart, the elderly body split in two!
Instant kill!
Absolute instant kill!
This is indisputably the strongest Candle Yin God of all time!
Because in the shadow of the girl, a pair of enchanting and sinister blood-red vertical pupils appeared faintly.
A thundering dragon roar.
As if Candle Dragon Venerable had recreated the world!
"Then let’s make you wish for death."
Su Youzhu said coldly, "Destroy his altar."
Accompanied by thunder, countless arcs raced and leaped like sword beams, ruthlessly tearing apart the Primordial Ancient God Bodies, crashing into the ancient giant stone array.
Tang Ling acted decisively, appearing to be in the state of Heavenly Personification.
The Ancient God Clan of the Vermilion Bird Clan all possess the ability of Nirvana, making it impossible to kill them completely in a short time.
But Nirvana requires time.
This period is enough for them to achieve many things.
Tang Ling, leaning on the Sword Box, remained motionless, only gently hooking her pinky finger, causing a world-shattering sword momentum to brew in an instant, even slicing the sky into a terrifying seam.
It’s a pity that just as the unparalleled sword light was about to destroy the altar, ancient mutterings seemed to echo in her ear, and the world before her eyes became desolate and dark.
As if standing on a silent and icy star, a giant woman in white stood upon the barren land, bending down to gaze at her, with a mysterious and profound smile!
"Get out."
Tang Ling was unwavering, responding coldly.
Because a pair of sacred and noble phoenix eyes opened behind her, the Vermilion Fire soared to the sky!
With a boom, the terrifying illusion was torn apart.
She raised her hand to wield the sword, the howling sword wind crashing and tearing the Alchemy Matrix apart, also uncovering the mummy cloth that shrouded two corpses at the center of the array pattern, exposing pallid and withered faces.
At this moment, Vermilion Bird Venerate finally showed emotion, spreading his scorching wings to ascend to the sky, landing instantly upon the collapsed altar, casually crushing the overwhelming sword light with a punch.
Wings flowing with burning flames folded, shielding the two corpses within the altar.
Yet Su Youzhu descended like a streak of blood-red lightning, with a reversed hand, a blade splitting free from the bonds of time, countless torrent-like sword beams following, causing time and space to shatter with a boom!
Boom!
Vermilion Bird Venerate’s body was pierced through, and the girl too was struck by the violent spiritual thought, meeting a shattering fate, forced to cast the Candle Dragon Forbidden Curse, reversing time.
Tang Ling lifted her determined eyes, the ten thousand rays of lightning pierced through the entire world, spreading along with terrifying intersecting fissures, as if heaven and earth were crumbling at that moment.
With a cracking sound, Vermilion Bird Venerate’s wings of blazing flames shattered.
"The sword is named, Slaughter Realm."
Tang Ling finally drew her sword, the explosive electric light illuminating her charming and fierce face.
"Please enlighten me."
The trembling sound of Slaughter Realm thundered like a storm, a line of lightning tearing through the snow raced out.
And her right hand that was wielding the sword was actually holding it loosely, slender and fair fingers falling on the sword hilt like playing harp strings, and the blade formed by the endless arcs of electricity began to tremble.
Final Solution·Infinite World!
At the moment the electric light struck, Vermilion Bird Venerate’s forehead was already pierced by a sword, a strike from the Bai Ze Clan’s Final Solution, an inevitable slash connecting past and future, with no means to avoid it thus far, it’s the world’s most terrifying kill move.
For the Vermilion Bird, equipped with Nirvana ability, this wasn’t fatal.
But the issue was, he could no longer protect the two corpses in his arms.
Su Youzhu backtracked to the snowfield, a trace of fresh blood spilled from her lips, without any hesitation, she flickered and jumped, standing at the center of the altar when she landed again.
Vermilion Bird Venerate fell to the sky but saw her fleeting back.
He attempted to stretch his hand but was cut off by the blade she swung backhanded.
The pain of severed hand, blood flowing endlessly.
Countless electric lights galloped through his body, even he was staggered and retreated as if he were an unruly sinner to be nailed down on the bloody altar.
Tang Ling darted in, the sword whistled down toward his neck.
Vermilion Bird Venerate’s pupils were filled with furious scarlet threads.
In the darkness, it seemed that angry souls were howling.
No!
It wasn’t that he feared beheading.
But because Su Youzhu’s blade was about to slash toward the two corpses on the altar!
Crack!
Hand lifted, blade fell.
The heads of the two corpses flew high, space and time were sliced open with an appalling gash.
It seemed like a mother and child.
The mother appeared at most thirty years old, even after unknown years of death, still retained her pure, immaculate visage, no one knew what she went through before dying, eyebrows and eyes spoke of unyielding sorrow and sadness like a wilting flower.
The son was about ten years old, innocent and pure like a deer, half of his face had been burned by fire, the remaining half displayed a look of terror and despair.
Boom!
The Vermilion Bird’s cry pierced heaven and earth!
Tang Ling’s fatal sword couldn’t drop because it was stopped by a finger.
Vermilion Bird Venerate raised his hand in a void grip as if strangling her neck, twisting forcefully!
A crack echoed, Tang Ling’s fair and elegant neck was broken alive, blood gushed from her lips, like fine porcelain shattered, casually tossed off the cliffside.
Moreover, Su Youzhu’s heart was twisted, eventually crushed mercilessly.
She spat a mouthful of blood, falling backward to the sky.
But they vanished like water reflections the moment of death, evidently not completely dead due to the existence of Forbidden Spell, naturally the world’s strongest Ascender had life-saving tricks.
Vermilion Bird Venerate raised his hand, two floating heads landed in his palm.
He held the heads of this mother and child, sorrowful expression in his eyes.
"Is this your former wife and son?"
Su Youzhu spoke softly, "Does it hurt?"
She stepped back from the whirling snow, staggered supporting the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword.
Exercising Candle Dragon Forbidden Curse twice in such a short time was a significant drain on her.
Tang Ling leaned against the Sword Box, arms crossed, gaze indifferent.
Seemingly never left the spot.
Bai Ze’s Forbidden Curse.
"Do you wish to resurrect them?"
She spoke coldly, "Supremes all possess the ability to reverse fate, even you cannot resurrect them, which means their death is irreversible, doesn’t it?"
Vermilion Bird Venerate said nothing, because indeed the girls found his weakness.
Yes, this mother and child were once his family.
The girls clearly intended to destroy his family’s corpses, as revenge for his past deeds.
"So what?"
He lifted his head, spoke softly, "Look at yourselves."
Tang Ling suddenly bowed her head, wilting flower vines somehow wound around her chest as if someone softly embraced her from behind, the cold temperature sending shivers down one’s spine.
Su Youzhu turned slightly sensing something, saw a ghastly pale face.
Eerie, mysterious.
Her vermilion lips were pitch black, revealing an exceedingly strange smile.
