Until not a blade of grass grows, and all things wither and die!
His actions undoubtedly cut off his own retreat.
Baili An held the heart in his hand, a smile playing on his lips, and calmly said: "Master Zangxin, your lies are countless, but when you said ’you have hope in ’, I think that might truly be genuine.
You hoped to mold into soone like yourself.
You would hold the most basic respect for yourself, so the one standing here is your unique true self."
Zangxin was almost driven insane by Baili An’s gaze, even the madwoman Demon Lord couldn’t push him to such an extent.
At this mont, he was entirely out of strategies.
He hadn’t died in the Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan’s century of purging demons, nor had he perished in the treacherous struggles of successive Mohe replacents.
He hadn’t died in the era of the Immortal Path’s prosperous rise.
He had lived for thousands of years, yet now he was to die at the hands of his prey, what a mocking absurdity!
Ying Xiu also clearly sensed Baili An’s determination and
At that mont, Sword Master Yu, who had fainted to the side, suddenly awoke, breaking through his acupuncture points.
Zangxin inwardly acknowledged that Heavenly Seal Sword Master truly lived up to his na, his physique remarkably extraordinary, and even after consuming the Spirit Transformation Pill, his talent was still so monstrous.
His awakening was indeed unbelievably tily.
Zangxin clung to his last straw, shouting harshly: "Baili An! Even if you are eager to die! Are you not considering your father’s life?
Once the Ghost King’s heart is destroyed, the three hundred thousand ghoul army will lose control, and today, none of us four can walk out of this place alive..."
Baili An remained silent, raised an arm, and between his fingers, he held a smooth white stone, interrupting Zangxin’s words.
Zangxin’s heart turned to ashes, but with the power of that white stone, he could successfully protect Baili Yu’s life!
And he would die here with that fool Ying Xiu!
Unwilling to die, he stared at Baili An with extre anger and a mournful cry.
But next, Baili An did sothing that shocked everyone.
The mont he crushed the Ghost King’s heart in his palm, the white stone shot out from his fingers, flying towards Zangxin, coldly landing on his heart.
In the wave of space swapping, Zangxin looked at Baili An in complete disbelief.
There was no reason for him to leave a path to life for such a wicked enemy, the mastermind!
Yet he did it anyway.
In the chaotic light and shadow of the surging corpse tide, Zangxin saw Baili An’s inscrutable, ambiguous eyes.
Even though he obtained the only path to life, Zangxin felt not the least bit relieved, his heart gripped by a deathly hand, suffocating as if caught in a net!
He completely didn’t understand the aning behind Baili An’s actions!
Every step he took exceeded his imagination.
Zangxin’s figure completely vanished into the corpse tide.
Baili An laid down a white stone, a simple action that seed to drain him, his complexion turning as pale as paper.
He turned to look at the expressionless Baili Yu.
With Zangxin’s revelation, Baili An had laid the truth bare.
In the surge of the corpse tide, Baili An’s body was pinned down by dozens of ghouls, beginning to tear at him.
He saw Baili Yu awaken as if from a dream, struggling to rise from the ground.
He scread desperately with bloodshot eyes, ignoring the ghouls’ claws and fla poison as he fought his way forward.
With wide-open eyes, Baili An quietly watched him, his clear gaze without the slightest resentnt or hatred.
All sounds seed to fade with the world as it slowly turned pale by his side.
The ghouls rolled forward like a storm, the wind carrying the stench of blood and a tempest of evil aura.
For a mont, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the Mortal World or Ghost Realm!
The sudden terror and panic made Baili Yu indescribably furious and frenzied, though he was only a mile away from Baili An.
An Immortal who could traverse a thousand miles in an instant, crossing clouds and seas without peer, was, at this mont, unable to traverse this re mile.
In forr days, with a heart vast, Baili Yu never thought the Nine Heavens too high or the Four Seas too wide.
Until today, he realized this mile was like an eternal chasm, a despair where the end was unseen!
"It’s false! Everything is false! Demon Path n, full of lies, disturbing my Dao heart..."
Baili Yu muttered incessantly, convincing himself it was all false, all Zangxin’s thods and sches, but unknowingly, his face grew cold and hard like iron.
Knowing it to be false, he still uncontrollably rushed toward Baili An like a madman.
Two ghouls suddenly reached out with electric speed, piercing his knees with sharp claws.
Baili Yu fell heavily to the ground, like an old man rotting away, yet still desperately crawled on the ground with both hands.
He seed stirred by so specter, continually mumbling: "I must ask him... I must ask him clearly..."
But he couldn’t crawl to the other side, never had Baili Yu felt such fear.
He trembled all over, not understanding the aning of the overwhelming suffocation.
With red eyes, he could only scream desperately toward Baili An, a mixture of tearing heart pain and a near-begging plea: "It isn’t true... is it?"
Seeing his shattered gaze, Baili An lifted his blood-sared face, lightly nodded, and with a smile, said: "Well, it’s not true, he is the best liar, isn’t he?"
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