EBE Chapter 592 She has a sword, she will definitely come out.
Chapter 592 She has a sword, she will definitely come out.
Jiang Liqian's long-held faith collapsed, and she finally felt like she couldn't hold on any longer. She suddenly had difficulty breathing, felt a burning pain in her dantian, felt as if one silver needle after another was being pierced into her temples, and felt as if her whole body was soaking in magma, so hot that she almost melted.
She could feel the crimson mist in her dantian expanding violently, struggling to break the seal of the chains. A powerful force was disrupting her spiritual energy channels, leaving her limbs weak and in excruciating pain.
For a moment, she felt like she was going to die.
Otherwise, it's worse than death.
She felt helpless, and desperately wished that a deity could see her suffering and rescue her from this sea of misery. Her mind was hazy, yet she clearly understood that in the vastness of the universe, she was as insignificant as a speck of dust. How could anyone possibly care for her, feel her pain, and travel such a great distance to help her?
Endless darkness enveloped her in despair, and she watched helplessly as she sank deeper and deeper, her heart aching.
Just then, a gust of autumn wind blew, and amidst the hum of the longsword, she suddenly seemed to hear a voice.
That voice was so familiar, so anxious, every word filled with unbearable sorrow, each cry a tearful call for her name.
"Senior sister, senior sister!"
"Don't sleep, okay? Wake up, wake up, don't fall into demonic possession!"
"Senior sister, think of me. Ayou is still here. Ayou can't live without you. Please don't treat Ayou like this. Please don't treat me like this. I beg you, senior sister..."
“Senior Sister——!”
Suddenly opening his eyes, the sword formation trembled abruptly under the violently fluctuating spiritual energy, and ten thousand swords trembled slightly, emitting a "clanging" metallic clanging sound.
The blood-red, malevolent light in her eyes slowly faded. She felt the gentle warmth around her and the divine power that was trying its best to soothe the chaotic spiritual energy in her dantian. Grainy tears slowly welled up in her misty eyes.
Yes, how could she forget that there was such a person who always came to her side when she was most desperate, trying time and time again to pull her back to the light.
His wish was that she could live a good life, live peacefully and smoothly, and attain immortality.
How could she disappoint him? How could she bear to make him sad?
Her aura suddenly froze, and then she actually entered a state of enlightenment at the critical moment between demonic possession and suppression. Before her eyes were the flashing sword shadows of Qinghui. Each swing of the sword shadow was like a painting engraved into the depths of her heart. She had the power of the sword and the life force of the sword. The Shitian Sword trembled violently and hummed beside her hand, and divine light flashed.
Sensing a clear response from within the sword formation, Xu You'an outside the formation breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second he couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground.
The blood seeping from his body spread across the cold ground, and in the blink of an eye, it stained his snow-white disciple robes a shocking crimson.
Worse still, above his head, the faint rumble of thunder seemed to roar in fury, and lightning bolts ripped through the clouds, as if about to strike down.
It is divine punishment.
This was Heaven's punishment for his defiance of Heaven and his violation of the rules of the universe.
With divine punishment imminent, he absolutely cannot stay here and risk his senior sister discovering his abnormality.
"Cough cough..." Xu Youan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and foam from his throat. He struggled to his feet and said to the black-veiled girl standing beside him, who was coldly watching him, "Take me away, now!"
The girl raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you going to wait for your senior sister to come out? I doubt she'll be able to emerge unscathed from the sword formation set up by the tribulation cultivator."
Xu Youan clutched his chest, gasping for breath. After a long while, he managed to straighten up by supporting himself on the ground. His face was deathly pale, as if all the blood had been drained from him, like a delicately made-up corpse. Yet, his eyes shone brightly, adorned with the shimmering stars of the Milky Way.
"My senior sister is the strongest sword immortal. If she has a sword, she will definitely come out..."
"Take me away, get out of here, get out of the Tianqian Sect!"
The girl was slightly taken aback, as if she couldn't believe that his trust in his senior sister had reached this level. Was this just an arrogant exaggeration, or an indescribable feeling stemming from a deep understanding and extreme devotion?
She didn't speak again, but remained silent for a while before looking up at the dark, low-hanging thunderclouds.
Her identity must never be discovered by the Heavenly Dao of this world. If Xu You'an cannot survive this tribulation, she will also be reduced to ashes.
She could die, but she couldn't die like this. She still had people to see and things to do that she hadn't done.
With her arms outstretched, a pair of enormous, shimmering, golden wings appeared behind her slender back. With a wave of her hand, the swaying Xu You'an disappeared with her into the vast expanse of falling white snow.
Jiang Liqian, who had entered the realm of mystery, was completely unaware of Xu Youan's departure. She was simply wielding her sword repeatedly in her sea of consciousness. As the last sword fell, she suddenly heard a deafening roar of thunder.
But when she emerged from her epiphany, through the blinding light of the myriad swords, she could only see the ever-brighter sunlight overhead.
Is it an illusion?
Why does she feel so uneasy?
Jiang Liqian couldn't understand why she couldn't feel Ayou's presence now, even though she had clearly felt him calling her before.
After thinking it over, she could only attribute her panic to her worry about her second senior brother's current situation. She also thought that her junior brother probably saw that she was alright and had been called away by other matters.
These are turbulent times, a time of great anxiety and uncertainty. Others may not know, but she does. The entire Danfeng is on high alert, undoubtedly because all the elders were seriously injured during the expulsion of Ji Yan.
This is a major blow to the Tianqian Sect, and at such a critical time, they absolutely cannot let the news leak out.
Thinking of the terrifying strength of the demon race, she became even more worried about her second senior brother's situation. She wondered if Qingzhi had sent anyone to Qimingzhai—he should have, right? Zhenfeng had sacrificed so much for the common people, and her second senior brother had always been dedicated to the sect. As the sect leader, he would never sit idly by!
Comforting herself with these thoughts, Jiang Liqian didn't forget to concentrate and grip Shitian tightly in her hand. After her sudden enlightenment, she leaped two realms in succession. With Xinxin devouring her inner demons and giving her immense power, she broke through from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the peak of the Nascent Soul realm not long after becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator.
With a tremor of the longsword, the ice pressing down on her shattered instantly, turning into specks of light and dissipating.
She gazed at the spiritual swords aimed at her from the sword formation, and without hesitation, she swung out Shitian, her imposing aura revealing that it was the same Qinghui Sword Technique as Qingzhi.
A purple light, carrying the power of thunder, burst forth from the frosty white sword formation in the blink of an eye.
Without any hesitation or pause, she didn't even glance at the intact Linglong Pavilion, but rushed anxiously towards Qimingzhai, which was still filled with demonic energy.