Qiangu Dongfeng's Doom

Leng Yaozhu's attention was entirely focused on the newly acquired Soul Tool, and it was too late when she caught a glimpse of Leng Yulai's actions out of the corner of her eye.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she was about to step forward to stop her.

But Leng Yulai's attack was too fast and the distance was too close. The moment she reached out, the tip of the short sword had already pierced Leng Yulai's chest.

No blood splattered; the short sword seemed to melt, transforming into a dark energy that surged into Leng Yulai's body.

In that instant, Leng Yulai's eyes turned ashen, her once bright gaze dimming at a visible speed, and the breath of Life God draining away from her body like fine sand in an hourglass.

Leng Yaozhu knelt down and hugged her younger sister, her eyes filled with shock and heartache. Her voice trembled as she cried out, "What are you doing?!"

Looking at her sister's flustered state, Leng Yulai smiled faintly, "Sister, it's no use. This is a one-time use artifact, the Demon God Sword. Even Ya Li can't break the curse within it."

"This divine artifact was originally prepared for you and Ya Li, but I never expected... that it would end up being used on myself."

"I've made too many mistakes over the years, and my hands are stained with blood. This is what I deserve."

As her life force was gradually devoured, Leng Yulai's face grew paler and paler, and even her lips lost their color.

Leng Yaozhu squatted beside her, her eyes filled with sorrow, her voice choked with suppressed sobs. "We sisters have finally reunited, but you won't even give us a moment to be together?"

Leng Yulai's lips twitched again, and her voice began to break off, as if it might be blown away by the wind at any moment.

"I... am a sinner, unworthy of my sister's sorrow. Death... is my only destiny now."

Her voice trailed off, becoming so soft it was as if she were speaking to herself, "If... there is an afterlife... I hope I can... still be your sister... a good sister..."

As she spoke, she struggled to raise her right hand, her fingers slightly curled, as if she wanted to touch her sister's face.

But the hand only reached halfway up the air before it seemed as if something had drained the last bit of strength from it. The fingertips trembled slightly, then fell limply down, and there was no more movement.

Leng Yaozhu knelt beside her, looking at those eyes that had completely lost their luster, as if she were nailed to the spot.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't make a sound. Only her suppressed breathing could be heard in the quiet square.

Holding her younger sister's body, Leng Yaozhu felt the body in her arms slowly losing its warmth, and tears silently streamed down her face, dripping onto Leng Yulai's clothes.

She had searched for her sister for decades, never imagining that their reunion would be their last.

Huo Yuhao slowly walked to Leng Yaozhu's side, bent down slightly, and softly called out, "Aunt Leng?"

Upon hearing the sound, Leng Yaozhu gently laid Leng Yulai down, her movements slow and careful, as if afraid of waking someone who was sleeping peacefully.

She immediately stood up, wiped the tears from her face, and forced a smile as she looked at Huo Yuhao: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

With a thought, Leng Yulai's corpse on the ground disappeared and was stored in her personal Storage Soul Tool.

The metal sphere was still held in her hand, lying quietly in her palm.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side had already been decided.

Han Tianyi slowly opened her eyes, her gaze slightly weary, but her expression remained unchanged.

Not far away, Na Nali trembled and collapsed onto the square like a felled tree trunk.

She didn't faint, but her Spirit Sea was traumatized, leaving her feeling dizzy and unable to fully focus her gaze.

Although she has been battling Han Tianyi in the Spirit Domain, she has also been keeping a close eye on everything that is happening in the outside world.

The moment Leng Yulai died, she knew she couldn't escape today.

She braced her hands on the cold ground of the square, gave a bitter laugh, and said, "Since I've lost, do with me as you please."

Huo Yuhao walked to her side and put Soul Power Suppressor on her as well.

Thus, they have essentially achieved all their objectives in coming to the Douling Continent.

Huo Yuhao turned around, looked at Leng Yaozhu, and asked, "Aunt Leng, are we going straight back to the Douluo Continent?"

Leng Yaozhu shook her head, her gaze fixed on the metal sphere. After a moment of silence, she spoke, "We need to return to the Douluo Continent, but now that we have the evidence, before we go back..."

She raised her head, the sorrow in her eyes not yet completely gone, but her gaze quickly hardened. "Now we can propose impeaching Qiangu Dongfeng."

Soul Master often go into seclusion for cultivation, and it's common for them to disappear for ten days to half a month.

Therefore, after Leng Yaozhu announced her seclusion, no one suspected anything at first, and the Spirit Pagoda continued to operate as usual.

Qiangu Dongfeng had been keeping an eye on Huo Yuhao's whereabouts.

In the first few days, Gu Yue helped cover for them, only saying that Huo Yuhao was also in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation, which barely managed to conceal the truth.

But after several days of no sign of him, Qiangu Dongfeng naturally became suspicious.

He secretly mobilized the people inside the Spirit Pagoda to investigate, and finally discovered that not only Leng Yaozhu and Huo Yuhao, but also Han Tianyi had disappeared from the Spirit Pagoda.

This is clearly not a coincidence; it's obviously about to do something big.

Qiangu Dongfeng was still unclear about their specific purpose. He sent people to investigate in various ways but could not find any trace of the three. He could only sit in his office with a sullen face and wait for the next news.

When news about Leng Yaozhu reached the Spirit Pagoda again, it caused a huge uproar throughout the entire Spirit Pagoda.

Because along with her message came evidence pointing directly to the Spirit Pagoda Master, Qian Gu Dong Feng, colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult.

This is not some baseless Yan Feng, but solid, irrefutable evidence.

Not only is there physical evidence recorded on audio, but there are also witnesses, including Evil Soul Master from the Holy Spirit Cult. These witnesses will be taken back to headquarters.

The moment the message spread, the entire Spirit Pagoda erupted in chaos.

The Leng Yaozhu faction took the lead in launching an attack, verbally attacking the Qiangu Dongfeng faction with sharp words and relentless pressure, even directly proposing to convene the Spirit Pagoda Conference ahead of schedule.

For a time, the Spirit Pagoda was bustling with activity.

The Spirit Pagoda, the Office of the Qiangu Dongfeng.

The heavy curtains were half-drawn, making the room dimly lit.

Qiangu Dongfeng sat on the sofa, his face ashen, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly, and the file between his fingers was deeply creased from being gripped.

He truly hadn't expected that Leng Yaozhu would actually go directly to the Douling Continent and obtain concrete evidence of his contact with the Holy Spirit Cult.

He couldn't possibly have recorded it himself, so the only possibility is that it leaked from the Holy Spirit Cult.

The thought of being tricked by those Evil Soul Master ignited a fire in Qiangu Dongfeng's chest, causing him to rage like a flame that had been doused with oil. He then proceeded to thoroughly "greet" the Holy Spirit Cult from top to bottom.

Just as he was sitting on the sofa, feeling irritable, the office door suddenly opened.

Without even raising his head, Qiangu Dongfeng said in a tone of irritation at being disturbed, "Didn't I tell you not to bother me?!"

Then a voice came, which made Qiangu Dongfeng's already tense shoulders stiffen abruptly.

"You, the Tower Master, are in a very bad mood these days!"

Qiangu Dongfeng was stunned for a moment, then as if he had been startled awake, he quickly stood up from the sofa, and the anger on his face vanished completely in that instant.

His gaze turned towards the doorway, and he called out with an unusually respectful tone, "Father."

The person who walked in at this moment was none other than Qiangu Dongfeng's father, and the previous Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dieting.

The figure was tall and robust, with a steady gait. Time seemed to have left no trace on his face, as he looked even younger than Qiangu Dongfeng.