Chapter 13056 Ji Family Ancestor
Huang Hai said in a deep voice: "Although there are rumors outside that the ancestor of the Ji family has passed away, those are just rumors after all and have not been confirmed. If he really exists and is willing to help, then the Ji family may still have a chance of survival. After all, the strength of the ancestor of the Ji family is far beyond that of Ji Tianyan. Although Jiang Xiruo is powerful, he may not be able to escape unscathed when facing him."
However, it was impossible for Jiang Xiruo, who was killing crazily, to hear these words. Even if he heard them, he probably would not pay attention to them because he only had killing in his mind at that moment.
The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in her hand continued to swing, and every swing was accompanied by the wailing of the Ji family members and the collapse of the building. The entire Ji family mansion had turned into a hell on earth, filled with blood and despair.
At this moment, Jiang Xiruo seemed to be isolated from the world, and only the flames of hatred and revenge were burning in her heart.
She wanted the Ji family to pay the price they deserved, and wanted those who had hurt her and her family to experience the same pain and despair. And all of this would end with the complete destruction of the Ji family mansion.
At this moment, an indescribable invisible pressure suddenly descended on the scene like a mountain. It spread silently and instantly solidified the surrounding air. This pressure contained an ancient and profound power, as if it could see into people's hearts and make people feel awe.
Jiang Xiruo was about to continue her killing, but suddenly she felt the presence of this power. She paused, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in her hand stopped swinging and floated in the air. She frowned slightly, her eyes penetrated through the obstacles and looked at the end of the sky in the distance.
There, a white-haired old man slowly walked in the air. His steps were light and steady, and each step seemed to cross the boundaries of time and space. Although his face looked old, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through everything in the world.
This person is none other than the legendary ancestor of the Ji family, an existence that has not been seen for a long time but makes the entire Bai Ze continent tremble.
Seeing the appearance of this ancestor, Jiang Xiruo's face instantly became solemn. She knew very well that the strength of this ancestor was unfathomable. Although she had entered the devil's way, facing such a strong man, her chances of winning were still slim.
A complex emotion surged in her heart, including nervousness and anxiety about the upcoming battle, as well as surprise and shock at the appearance of the Ji family's ancestor.
Huang Hai witnessed this scene from a distance, and a playful smile appeared on his face. He whispered to himself: "This old guy is not dead, he actually came out. Now, this battle will be even more interesting."
His tone showed both recognition of the Ji family ancestor's strength and anticipation for the fierce battle that was about to take place.
In the air, the Ji family's ancestor's gaze gently swept over Jiang Xiruo, and his eyes revealed a bit of admiration and regret.
He said softly, "Jiang Xiruo, you are indeed an interesting woman. You are willing to sacrifice your life to fight. This determination and courage are rare. It seems that your child has found you and given you enough motivation. The sword in your hand is also extraordinary. It should be one of the ten great swords in Bai Ze Continent. Its appearance means that the Demon Sect has begun to stir."
The words of the Ji family ancestor were full of profound meaning, as if he had already seen through the story and motives behind Jiang Xiruo.
Jiang Xiruo just stood there quietly, without answering, but responded to the Ji family ancestor's gaze with her firm eyes. She knew that the next battle would be a life-and-death contest, but she was ready. No matter what the result was, she would fight for her family.
The voice of the Ji family ancestor is like an ancient bell, passing through the dust of time and echoing in every inch of the air, with unquestionable majesty and power.
He slowly spread out his right hand, and a ball of dazzling golden flame appeared out of thin air on the palm of his hand. The flame seemed to contain fragments of stars, flickering with an ancient and mysterious light, illuminating the surrounding air with a golden hue, like the dawn, but even more blazing and dazzling than that.
The appearance of this golden flame not only illuminated the surroundings, but also seemed to awaken some ancient power dormant in the Ji family's bloodline, causing the surrounding air to tremble, as if even time had slowed down at this moment.
Then, above the horizon, the originally tranquil blue curtain was suddenly torn apart, and a horrifying rain of fire poured down from the unknown crack. Each drop of flame was as huge as a meteorite, dragging a long tail of fire, cutting through the sky, carrying destructive power, vowing to devour everything below.
This scene is both spectacular and horrifying, making people feel awe and dare not look directly at it.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiruo's face turned pale as paper in an instant, but there was no sign of retreat in her eyes. Instead, she became more determined.
She tightly grasped the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword in her hand. The sword was completely black, with strange dark patterns flowing on the sword body, as if it could devour all the light in the world.
She took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in her body surged, transforming into streams of black sword energy that swirled around her body and finally gathered into an impenetrable black sword light, like night falling, blocking out the day.
"Bang, bang, bang..." As the golden rain of fire and the black sword light collided fiercely, a deafening roar erupted between heaven and earth. Every collision seemed to be a union between heaven and earth, releasing energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth. The air was filled with the breath of scorching and destruction, and even the hardest rocks were turned into powder under this force.
In this endless confrontation, the sky seemed to be blown into shocking cracks, like a punishment from heaven, foreshadowing an irreversible disaster.
On the ground, the Ji family's ancestral home, this ancient building that carries countless years and memories, was not spared at this moment.
The raging fire raged like an angry dragon, reducing everything to ashes, leaving only a desolate sea of fire, which formed a sharp contrast with the still fierce battle in the distance. It was as if two worlds, one of life and the other of death, were intertwined together, telling of endless joys and sorrows.
Jiang Xiruo relied on her amazing willpower and perseverance to block all of the overwhelming attacks from the Ji family ancestor, but behind this feat was a heavy price she paid that was unspeakable.
Her face was no longer as rosy as before, but as pale as paper. Fine beads of sweat kept sliding down her forehead, intertwining with the blood that inadvertently flowed from the corners of her mouth, making her look extremely miserable.
Her body seemed to be tottering under the weight of a thousand-pound burden, and every breath was accompanied by violent tremors. It was the endless pain brought by the backlash of the forbidden spell, like a thousand ants gnawing at her heart, which was unbearable.
The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, this legendary demon weapon, while giving her great power, also brought her unprecedented burdens. (End of this chapter)
