si-mexico Chapter 73 Wu Ying Wu Zong
Chapter 73 Wu Ying Wu Zong
The river water was icy cold and carried a faint smell of blood.
The man, dressed in a black robe, squatted by the river, watching the river flow away and sighing, "It must have hurt a lot."
His scarlet eyes were filled with heartache and shame.
Looking up, Si Jinchuan saw the exit of the secret realm about to close in the distance, and had no choice but to leave.
If he doesn't leave now, he won't be able to leave once the secret realm closes.
One last look. The riverbank was stained with blood, and there wasn't a soul in sight. Song Huai'an and the others had already been taken back by Yan Ze, along with the disciples of the four major sects who would never open their eyes again.
Si Jinchuan put the blindfold back on and headed towards the exit of the secret realm.
At the bottom of the cliff in the secret realm.
A girl dressed in white lay unconscious on the spot, breathing evenly, looking as if she were asleep.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the girl opened her eyes.
She slowly examined her body, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, and said with delight, "Finally, I've died once. I thought I'd have to wait a long time."
Excitement gleamed in the girl's deep red eyes, and the flames around her grew even more rampant. Upon closer inspection, one could see an undeniable amount of black energy within the flames, dancing with them.
The girl calmly rose and softly called out, "Ruoze."
A light blue sword appeared in her hand, shining like the most crystalline icicle on a high mountain.
"What an idiot, she even forgot to summon her own natal sword. Oh well, it's not her fault, after all, she's completely forgotten her own name, what can we expect from her?"
Xie Wanning swung the Ruoze Sword wildly, and new memories flooded her mind. She couldn't help but chuckle, "I didn't expect that little fool to be so capable, actually managing to get his hands on both of the Invincible Daoist's inheritances. Although the benefits to me aren't obvious, they're still somewhat useful."
Xie Wanning twirled her sword in a standard flourish and casually slashed out with her blade.
The distant mountains were abruptly cut in half, leaving neat cut surfaces.
"Hmm, old friend, your strength is still there." Xie Wanning looked at the sword in her hand with satisfaction, then her smile faded: "Although that little fool caused a lot of trouble and was indeed a headache, I will not allow anyone to bully her."
After saying that, Xie Wanning's figure quickly disappeared.
A dark figure appeared in a hidden cave. Upon entering the cave, one could see a complex array faintly glowing.
"We can finally go out." Wu Ying smiled easily.
Then, he stood on the formation, channeled demonic energy into it, and activated the formation.
The light of the formation grew stronger and stronger. Wu Ying looked relaxed and carefree. Once he got out, he was determined to find a place with abundant demonic energy to break through to the Nascent Soul stage and become a true Mahayana stage demonic cultivator.
"Boom!" Just before the formation was activated, the cave suddenly collapsed, forcing the formation to be interrupted, and Wu Ying could only quickly escape from the cave.
When he arrived outside the cave covered in dust, he immediately saw the girl in front of him.
The girl wore a white robe, but the hem of her skirt was decorated with patterns of spider lilies. Her face was pale, but her lips were as red as the most unrestrained rose petals.
What's most striking about her are her deep red eyes, so deep and mad that no one dares to look her in the eye.
Looking at the unfamiliar girl in front of him, Wu Ying felt a surge of anger overwhelm his heart.
He said fiercely, "Who are you? How dare you interrupt my formation?"
Xie Wan's gaze turned cold, and her whole body seemed to become as cold as an ice cave.
Wu Ying felt an immense pressure coming towards him, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The girl before him was actually at a higher level than him. Could she be some reclusive ancient demon who had lived for thousands of years?
Wu Ying's eyes flickered, and she vanished in an instant.
However, a pair of cold hands grabbed his shoulders, and a bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout his body, making him feel as if his blood had frozen.
Danger!
Wu Ying became extremely vigilant and thrust her black sword at Xie Wan Ning, but missed.
Instead, a light blue sword pierced his abdomen, and frost formed at the wound, leaving him feeling both pain and cold, making him almost unable to move.
Wu Ying activated his internal energy and quickly transformed into a shadow in an attempt to escape.
However, Xie Wanning flew into the sky on her natal sword, a flame condensed in her hand, illuminating the earth and sweeping away all the shadows.
Unable to withstand the scorching heat of the light, Wu Ying could only reveal his true form. He dared not look directly at the flame; his whole body convulsed, his internal organs felt as if they were being gnawed at, and even his soul was being torn apart.
What kind of flame is this? Why is all the demonic energy in his body burning?
Wu Ying wailed in pain, but Xie Wan Ning remained expressionless.
This is just the beginning!
Xie Wanning, wielding the Ruoze Sword, unleashed hundreds of sword blades in an instant, the blades flying towards Wu Ying with intense killing intent.
Wu Ying closed her eyes in despair, painfully awaiting her final judgment.
Having been a demon general for hundreds of years, he had never felt as helpless as he was now, knowing he was going to die, yet unable to escape or resist.
"Pfft!" A large amount of blood spurted out, but Wu Ying did not feel any pain.
He opened his eyes in disbelief, only to see a dark shadow forming a huge protective shield that blocked all attacks.
"Brother!" Wu Ying's hands trembled as she tried to touch the dark figure, but nothing was there.
The dark figure before him burst like a bubble and vanished, leaving only one word: "Go!"
"Brother, don't go!" Wu Ying lay sprawled on the ground, trying to grab the disappearing shadow, but to no avail.
The shadow disappeared. Wu Ying no longer had a shadow, and his brother Wu Zong was no longer there.
Wu Ying stood there, almost stunned, staring at the empty ground and his hands covered in blood. He finally broke down in tears.
Before becoming a demonic cultivator, Wu Ying wandered with his older brother, Wu Zong. At that time, they didn't have these two names; his brother was called Wu Da, and he was called Wu Er.
Wu Da and Wu Er were born in a time of war. Their parents died one after another on the battlefield, and he and his brother wandered around, surviving by fighting with wild dogs for food and eating wild vegetables in the mountains.
His older brother treated him very well, always giving him the food. Whenever someone came to attack them, his brother would always hold him in his arms and shield him from the harm with his back.
Later, they heard that the demons were recruiting soldiers, so they joined the demon army in order to get a full meal. They learned the demons' skills and made great achievements by killing and burning, eventually rising to the rank of demon general.
However, war is cruel. His brother was severely injured by a cultivator and was left barely alive. He begged the Demon Lord to find a way for his brother to survive, and fortunately, there was a cultivation technique that could prolong his brother's life.
The technique was called "Blood Shadow." His brother became his shadow. Although he had lost consciousness and could no longer speak, his brother continued to protect him in battle as his shadow.
He can launch attacks by parasitizing in shadows, and he can escape silently by relying on shadows; all of this is thanks to his brother.
Finally, his reputation for disappearing without a trace spread throughout the cultivation world, so he changed his name to "Wu Ying" (吴影), while his brother was named "Wu Zong" (吴踪).
He and his brother committed murder together, earning merit and becoming fearless ruthless killers.
For the past few hundred years, everything had gone so smoothly for him and his brother, and they had never suffered any hardship. But now his brother had been killed and would never come back.
He hates it so much!
"Hate? Do you deserve it?" Xie Wanning finished reading Wu Ying's memories, met his hateful gaze, and couldn't help but mock, "You and your brother have killed tens of thousands of innocent civilians and cultivators over the past hundred years. You hate that war brought destruction to your family, leaving you starving and homeless. But how many wars have you caused and how many families have you destroyed with your endless killing? When you went from being the victims to the perpetrators, did you ever think about whether those who died at your hands hated you?"
Xie Wanning stopped looking at Wu Ying and said indifferently, "You are not worthy of revenge, much less worthy of living."
After saying that, Xie Wanning clenched her fist, and Wu Ying disappeared in an instant.
Only a layer of charred dust remained on the ground.
"Blood Shadow? Quite an interesting technique." Xie Wanning looked at the already closed exit of the secret realm and leisurely sat down to cultivate.