Seeking Death

Lu Tian smiled playfully. "Didn't you say you'd agree to any condition?" "Do it." Seeing Song Zhi'ang hesitate, Lu Tian decided to add fuel to the fire. With a casual flick of his finger, the three Abyss Demons in the projection lunged at the boy! Tearing open their bloody maws, they began ravenously gnawing at the youth's flesh. The excruciating agony jolted the unconscious boy awake, and his frantic screams resonated through the screen. "Aaaah! Get away! Get away! You damned Abyss Demons!! Get away from me!!" "Ah! It hurts!! Mother?! Mother, where are you?!" "Si'ang is scared... Mother!!" Hearing the boy's desperate cries, Ye Feng could hold back no longer. He raised his sword and slashed violently at the light screen! Bang! The projection shattered. Song Zhi'ang's face was streaked with tears yet devoid of expression, save for a faint flicker of struggle in her eyes. Ye Feng surged forward, his roar infused with spiritual deterrence. "Snap out of it!!" "Even if you attack, he won't spare Li Si'ang!" "In the end, he'll only raise Li Si'ang into the next Lu Tian!!" "If you join forces with us to kill Lu Tian now, there might still be a chance!" Lu Tian merely watched in silence, making no move to stop Ye Feng. Only a chill settled in his eyes as he looked at him. Toward anyone who betrayed him, Lu Tian was already brimming with murderous intent. Yet... now was not the time. After orchestrating this scheme for so long, how could he not watch the drama play out to the end? As for the others? None of them would find him anytime soon—unless Su Xuan arrived in person. Before he killed Li Guanqi, no one would be able to locate them. Suddenly! Li Guanqi bellowed, "Second Brother, watch out!!!" Spurt! Terrifying spikes erupted from Song Zhi'ang's body. Extending hundreds of zhang, the long spikes pierced straight through Ye Feng's limbs, pinning him firmly to the stone pillar of the hall! Moreover, the spikes carried a restrictive sealing power. With his body temporarily sealed, Ye Feng grew frantic. Witnessing this, Li Guanqi's murderous intent surged even higher! This woman... Could not be allowed to live! Boom! The ground beneath Li Guanqi's feet collapsed instantly. Gripping the Red Lotus sword, he shot toward Song Zhi'ang like an arrow from a bow, chilling murderous intent erupting from his eyes. At the same time, pinned to the pillar with his body impaled, Ye Feng caught the resolve for death in Song Zhi'ang's gaze. "No... Eldest Brother, don't—Mmph!" He had barely spoken when the spikes dissolved into demonic qi, sealing his mouth tightly shut. Ye Feng's eyes widened as he looked at Song Zhi'ang, unable to comprehend why she had done this. As Song Zhi'ang waved her hand, her gaze beneath her disheveled hair seemed filled with both a plea and relief. Ye Feng froze. He understood... Song Zhi'ang was... seeking death! Things having come to this, she had nothing left to linger for. As for the veiled plea in her eyes, she was entrusting Li Si'ang to him. Because she believed that Ye Feng would never abandon Li Si'ang... "Mmph! Mmmph!" Ye Feng struggled desperately, billowing demonic flames flaring as he tried to break the seal as fast as possible. Yet in Li Guanqi's eyes, this looked like Ye Feng writhing in agony under the seal's torment. Through this tragic misunderstanding, Li Guanqi moved even faster. On the other side. Meng Wanshu transformed into a streak of ice-blue light, appearing before Lu Tian in the blink of an eye. She slowly raised the Snow Shadow Sword, her gaze calmly fixed upon him. Sensing the surging aura radiating from Meng Wanshu, Lu Tian furrowed his brow slightly. He naturally sensed an extraordinarily unusual aura lingering upon her. 'Ice Lord?' Meng Wanshu did not deny it, speaking in a calm voice. "It is time to bring this to an end." Lu Tian's current strength was not what it once was. Back then, Sha had relied on his own might to force all Eight Generals into action, along with numerous other powerhouses. Even under such circumstances, Sha had managed to escape with his life, and now he had only recovered to the late Mahayana realm. Perhaps now was the best opportunity to kill him. Lu Tian slowly rose, dense billows of demonic flames coiling around him. The thick demonic qi relentlessly assaulted Meng Wanshu's consciousness, and even she could not help her face paling slightly. With his hands clasped behind his back, for some reason Lu Tian appeared slightly more imposing and broad-shouldered to Meng Wanshu, exuding an immense oppressive aura. "You want to settle things? Very well." "If I kill you, extract your soul, and devour the Ice Lord's spiritual root, that will be enough for me to reach the peak." "And if I kill Li Guanqi and devour the Thunder Lord's spiritual root, I can break through to Tribulation Transcendence!! Hahahaha!!!" In an instant, demonic qi surged violently, immediately engulfing Meng Wanshu. Yet before the demonic qi could close in and seal her off, a terrifying frost domain suddenly manifested! Lu Tian narrowed his eyes, his voice turning solemn. "The Bingqi Divine Realm! You obtained her legacy!!" "No wonder... No wonder you became the Ice Lord." Ye Feng struggled with all his might, yet in the short term, he could not break the seal Song Zhi'ang had meticulously prepared. "Ghost Hand—Unseal!!" Demonic qi surged across Ye Feng's face as the demon spirit's power was instantly unleashed! The demonic flames flared to the heavens as the demon spirit formed a human face, ravenously gnawing at the seal. Anxiety filled Ye Feng's eyes. He knew... Once Li Guanqi struck, he would show no mercy whatsoever. With Song Zhi'ang's current strength and realm, facing Li Guanqi meant certain death! Yet having spent all those years together, Ye Feng could understand why Song Zhi'ang had turned out this way. She had debased herself out of unrequited love, fallen prey to manipulation, and strayed onto a crooked path after being humiliated when Li Guanqi threw her clothes back at her. Was she evil? Of course. Song Zhi'ang had committed every manner of evil. Her memories shattered and manipulated by Lu Tian, she had degenerated into a killing machine merely to reclaim the untainted memories that once belonged to her. She had abandoned her aging father, leaving Song Kangning to suffer an unfortunate old age and die of grief and despair. By the time she wanted to look back, it was too late for anything. So when Ye Feng made his choice, Song Zhi'ang resolved never to let him become an executioner. From the very beginning, when an entire clan was slaughtered and the infant was brought back, Song Zhi'ang had prepared a substitute puppet for Ye Feng. Every switch had been Song Zhi'ang's effort to preserve Ye Feng's clear conscience so that he could one day return to Li Guanqi's side. She had long grown weary of the endless slaughter, and the appearance of that infant had become a ray of light shining down on her during those dark days. Li Si'ang had become her emotional anchor, her drive to keep living. Through torture worse than death time and again, it was only by thinking of Li Si'ang that she endured, eventually gaining her current terrifying strength and cultivation realm. And Ye Feng... still did not know what secret Song Zhi'ang had hidden inside his Nu Sha sword. Song Zhi'ang had once said that only after she died would Ye Feng discover it. Yet now... There was no way out.