#937 - Brother Wuxie is dead!
"Xiaoxiao, how is it?"
Jingya was in the River of Void, unable to see the scene before the Dark Abyss, not knowing if Jun Wuxie's condition had improved under her life divine power healing.
Su Xiaoxiao did not answer, her hands constantly forming hand seals, using all kinds of the strongest life techniques, one life talisman after another striking into the depths of the Dark Continent, hovering above Jun Wuxie, pouring life into him.
Poof!
Repeatedly using forbidden techniques caused her to suffer a violent backlash, a mouthful of blood rushing to her throat.
Just then, the bridge built by Jingya and the Azure Sky collapsed.
Jingya spat out a large mouthful of blood, her body riddled with holes, instantly swept away by the power of the River of Void.
The Azure Sky was the same, his battle body dharma form was shaken out, disintegrating on the spot, falling apart.
Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly used her life divine power to gather his flesh and repair it.
"Miss Su, don't waste your energy, my origin has been almost completely dissipated, cough cough..." Azure Sky choked out a large amount of blood, he turned his head to look at the front of the Dark Abyss, his lips trembling, his weak gaze suddenly becoming very bright, shouting: "Jun Wuxie! I don't owe you anything! But my Azure Clan owes you the kindness of protection, even if I die, I still owe you the debt! If there is an afterlife, let's not become friends after fighting again, then I will beat you into a pig's head, hahaha..."
His face was smiling, his breathing stopped, his eyes were open, still looking at the deepest part of the Dark Continent.
"Azure Sky!"
Jingya shouted, checked his vital signs, sighed, and reached out to close his eyes, but those eyes could not be closed no matter what, and even his neck could hardly move, just looking at the depths of the Dark Continent.
"There is still a trace of true soul that has not completely dissipated, but revival is basically hopeless..."
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes trembled slightly, saying as she looked towards the front of the Dark Abyss.
"How... how is he?"
Jingya also looked there, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, her eyes, which had been without any fluctuation, suddenly filled with tears, and she suddenly threw herself into Jingya's arms, sobbing loudly.
"Brother Wuxie... Brother Wuxie, he... he is dead..."
Her voice was full of sadness, full of fear, her hands tightly grasping Jingya's clothes.
"You... what did you say?" Jingya held her tear-stained face and said loudly: "You're lying to me, right? How could he be dead, I saw him still moving, he was still killing enemies earlier, and talking to the Dark Emperor!"
Su Xiaoxiao shook her head crying, biting her pale lips, tears constantly rolling down.
"Impossible, I haven't taken him as a disciple yet, I haven't seen him reach the pinnacle, how could he die, no way!"
Jingya found it hard to accept this fact, she didn't believe it!
"Brother Wuxie is really dead... his lifespan had already been exhausted, he should have been dead for some days, relying on undying obsession to control his decaying body in battle, wuwu..."
Jingya's lips trembled, tears rolling down her cheeks, tightly holding Su Xiaoxiao, her gaze fixed on the figure in front of the abyss.
What kind of will must a person have to continue killing enemies and blocking the attacks of dark powerhouses after their lifespan is exhausted and their body is dead!
Never before had anyone so impacted her heart.
"Xiaoxiao, don't cry, he will create miracles, I believe he can be resurrected, how could such a legend die, he will come back to life..."
Jingya murmured in Su Xiaoxiao's ear, not knowing whether she was comforting Su Xiaoxiao or herself.
"For now, don't mention this to anyone in the Imperial Dynasty, it must not be mentioned until the darkness is completely defeated!"
Jingya said in a trembling voice.
"Aunt Jing," Su Xiaoxiao looked at Jingya with a tearful face, her eyes dim, "I thought I could not care about these things, I thought I could be like I used to be, with only pity for the common people in my eyes and heart. But now, I can't accept it, I'm so sad, I feel... I feel that everything in the world has no meaning for me. What do you say people live for anyway?"
"Foolish child."
Jingya hugged her, feeling both sad and distressed in her heart.
How wonderful it would have been if Xiaoxiao could have said these words to him earlier, but he would never hear them again, perhaps for him, it was also a regret in his life.
…
At this time, inside Yinling Mountain, countless Yinling armies and Yinling powerhouses gathered.
"Commander, should we attack? Now the Zhuxian Imperial Dynasty is at its weakest, most of the powerhouses have gone to support the six ancient stars of life, and that kid is trapped in the Dark Continent, with only ten million wounded soldiers in the city!"
"Don't rush, whether to attack the Lower Realm or not, we must decide according to the actual situation, otherwise we will lose powerhouses and troops for nothing, but will not get the desired results. Although most of their powerhouses have gone to support, they have left those two women behind, whose talent growth is extremely high. Although they are seriously injured at this time, they are not something our quasi-myth levels can deal with. And those Xuanjia troops, even if they are wounded soldiers, are difficult to break through."
"Commander is right, we still have to wait, waiting to see the extent to which they fight the Dark Universe, and then make a decision!"
…
Dark Continent, in front of the Dark Abyss.
Jun Wuxie sat on the mountain of corpses of dark powerhouses, his body was very emaciated, an eight-foot man, originally a strong body, now probably less than sixty pounds, skin and bones all over.
His head was covered with withered white hair, and he looked down at his skinny palms, his skin was cyan, and he was about to grow corpse spots.
"So this is what it feels like to look at your own corpse..."
He muttered to himself, took out a jar of peach blossom wine, patted open the mud seal, greedily inhaled the aroma of the wine, but could not smell anything.
Holding the wine jar, he drank large gulps, but his taste buds had no feeling at all.
"I can't even feel the taste of Yao'er's peach blossom wine..."
He recalled the past, scene after scene, bit by bit, all emerged before his eyes.
"Brother is really going to leave you this time, unable to see what you look like after reshaping your body, you must be very beautiful then." He said and suddenly smiled, "My Yao'er is of course the most beautiful, the most beautiful every moment. It's just that, ah, brother is afraid that you will be sad, will be sad, you know brother is most afraid of seeing you sad and crying. In the future, follow Aunt You and Qingxue, they will treat you well, I hope that one day, you can forget brother, so that you can be happy..."
He lowered his head, his white hair covering his old face, a tear fell into the wine jar, rippling in the wine.
He trembled and stretched out his finger, carving in the air, a painting gradually appeared, on which was a gentle and beautiful woman, with a stunningly beautiful face, overflowing with a warm smile, those eyes like peach petals, smiling very charmingly.
"Yao'er, brother misses you so much, really misses you..."
He looked up slightly, his withered white hair sliding to both sides, revealing a wrinkled, old, skinny face, his turbid eyes staring at the woman in the painting, with crystal light flashing in his eyes, gradually condensing into tears and sliding down, disappearing into the deep wrinkles on his face.
Wuxie Gege~
Wuxie Gege~
Faintly, he seemed to hear that intimate call again, that was the voice engraved in his soul.
In his ears, he seemed to hear her singing that ballad again: This life's kindness cannot be repaid...
She said that it was a ballad from his mother's ancestral star.
Where is his mother's ancestral star?
His memory is missing, and he can't remember many things.
…
In an elegant small courtyard at the bottom of the Dragon Nest Abyss in the East Sea Life Forbidden Zone.
The Dragon Lord stood in front of the stone table, quietly looking into the distance, the pen in his hand was just stuck at the end of a paragraph, and he had not continued to write for a long time.
"Dragon Lord."
Beside him, Long Yuan stood with his hands down, he had been here with the Dragon Lord for a long time, watching the Dragon Lord maintain this posture for several days.
Pa!
The pen in the Dragon Lord's hand fell on the table, the hand holding the pen slowly tightened, clenching his fist, his body trembling slightly, and then he sat down on the stool in despair.
Long Yuan's lips trembled, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, his expression was very heavy, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"He is a congenital destiny indeterminable, a person valued by the Heavenly Emperors, how could he fall like this, it shouldn't be such an ending..."
The Dragon Lord slapped the table, and the table made of god-level materials instantly turned into dust.
"He is an amazing young man, although his realm is only half-saint peak, but I admire him very much, admire his courage, admire his perseverance, admire his tenacious will..."
Long Yuan sighed, very emotional.
That young man whom he and the Dragon Lord both admired had finally fallen, and now only his undying will and belief remained, forcibly supporting him.
Once the Dark Emperor crosses the border, after a battle, regardless of victory or defeat, he will fall, buried in that Dark Continent.
Facing almost the entire myth powerhouses of the Dark Universe Small Realm alone, that is a terrible thing, for a practitioner in the half-saint peak realm, it is so desperate, but he killed all the myths!
In the history of cultivation in the heavens and myriad worlds, no one has ever been able to do this at this realm! What's more, no one can rely on the undying obsession to kill thousands of myth enemies when the body is completely dead, no one can do it!
He did it, only he did it!
"As an emperor-level powerhouse, I survived the dark age of the year and escaped the turmoil of the world. In the long years, I have seen how many amazing talents in the world, and only a few can catch my eye, and only he can move my emperor's heart. But he has fallen, like digging a piece of flesh from this lord's heart, I don't know how many years I haven't experienced this feeling..."
…
Zhuxian Imperial Dynasty, Zongwang Back Mountain.
The atmosphere here is very depressing.
Tianjian Yi sat in the pavilion, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes closed, and he didn't say a word.
The Phoenix Master sat opposite him, tears glistening in her eyes.
“Phoenix Nirvana Art, can it save him?”
Heaven Sword One, who had been silent for days, spoke for the first time.
“You know it can’t!”
The Phoenix Master's body trembled slightly, “His origin has long been exhausted, and his soul is also exhausted! He is a congenitally destined indeterminate, even the Heavenly Emperor probably cannot revive him, unless we go back to the past and interfere, but that would surely be noticed by the Emperor Realm experts of the Dark Universe!”
Heaven Sword One sighed: “Is this really his end?”
“What end? Should he be facing these things? He shouldn't be facing these things at all! One person facing tens of thousands of mythical experts from the entire Dark Universe Small Realm! What grand scheme of the heavens, letting a peak Half-Sage bear these things! If we had taken action at that time, sending them all to the Upper Realm, how could he have ended up like this?”
“He has the Heavenly Emperor behind him, we can't interfere…”
“Is the Heavenly Emperor behind him just watching him die?” The Phoenix Master choked, “How Wuxie exhausted his life and soul, we all watched it happen. He was worked to death, you and I both watched him being worked to death by the dark creatures, we watched, do you know?”
Heaven Sword One's hands, placed on his legs, clenched tightly. Each word pierced his heart, causing his deep eyes to become somewhat moist.
Then, he took a deep breath and said: “I believe the Heavenly Emperor's choice has its reasons. Nothing about Wuxie can be judged by common sense. Perhaps he can eventually be resurrected from the dead?”
“Heaven Sword One!” The Phoenix Master slammed her hand on the table, angrily saying: “You are a strong individual in the Universe Emperor Realm, don't you know in your heart whether he can be resurrected or not?”
“He… at least he can still reincarnate. With our means, we can let him reincarnate and be reborn, living a second life…”
“Perhaps that's all we can do…” The Phoenix Master's emotions calmed down, “The Lower Realm's doomsday torrent should be able to be overcome. If he reincarnates, it can be considered a stable environment. His short life was too tiring, relying on himself for everything, risking death to fight for it, raising a dynasty, and in the end, still having to use his shoulders to support this starry sky. I hope that in his reincarnation, he won't be so arduous…”
… …
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
After a period of calm, powerful fluctuations once again came from within the Dark Abyss.
There was only one fluctuation, but it was more powerful and violent than ever before.
Jun Wuxie, sitting on the mountain of corpses, suddenly raised his head. A terrifying edge burst out from his turbid and dim eyes.
He stood up, swaying, hunched over and emaciated, his body without any life, suddenly stood up straight at this moment, incomparably upright!
“Wuxie, Brother!”
A sorrowful cry faintly came from the distant sky behind him.
Jun Wuxie turned around and looked, his gaze piercing through the sky, landing on Su Xiaoxiao, who was covered in tears on the other side of the Void River. His chapped and blackened lips trembled slightly, making a dry and hoarse sound, “Xiaoxiao, don't cry.”
Su Xiaoxiao burst into tears and covered her face.
“You don't have a battle bloodline, and your Dao Fruit is awakening quickly, so don't go to the Upper Realm. Stay in the Lower Realm, follow the Ancestral Master and Ancestral Master's Wife. I will carve out a clear and bright world for the Lower Realm, so that you will have a good environment and no longer worry about the threat of darkness. Aunt Jing, please don't forget what I asked you to do!”
“No! Wuxie, Brother, I don't want to follow the Ancestral Master and Ancestral Master's Wife, I'll follow you. Don't leave me behind, okay? Please come back quickly, leave behind a wisp of true soul, we can still reincarnate, I beg you!”
“Xiaoxiao, don't cry.”
Jun Wuxie smiled at her and Jing Ya.
But now, his face has too many wrinkles, and he is too emaciated, with corpse spots growing on his face, making his smile very frightening.
After he finished speaking, he turned around.
Rumble!
Within the Dark Abyss, a monstrous aura of darkness surged out.
A suffocatingly powerful aura permeated the air.
A tall figure, wearing a dark golden dragon robe, walked out of the abyss.
His eyes were cold, his aura swept across the heavens and the earth, and with one step, the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked. The entire Dark Continent shook violently, the sky exploded, and cracks were everywhere.
