Chapter 73
Seeing this, Jiang Wan stepped forward to push Ye Qinghui away, but she was shot in the chest by an arrow and fell down as well.
"Jiang Wan!"
His closest loved ones fell one after another, struck by arrows. Ye Qinghui's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his sword at the archer in a fit of rage. Although the man had changed his appearance and was wearing Devil Race clothes, he still recognized him from their previous battle. "Shen Xingyan, it's you!"
Back then, when they were besieging the Kongtong School, they killed Immortal Venerable Shen, but Shen Xingyan escaped and disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, Shen Xingyan disguised himself and infiltrated the Demon Realm, and even took advantage of this Immortal-Demon War to launch a sneak attack on Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Qinghui.
"That's right, it's me!" Shen Xingyan simply destroyed his disguise and returned to his original appearance. Over the years, he had witnessed the collapse of the Kongtong School Sect and lived like a stray dog. He was no longer the noble young Sect Leader he once was. His dog-like eyes were filled with resentment and the ruthlessness he had honed in the Demon Realm.
Some time ago, an Old Daoist appeared to him in a dream, telling him that he was originally the protagonist of this world, and that the Heaven-Opening Sword, the position of Immortal Venerable, and other things originally belonged to him, but Ye Zhenzhen stole his Fortune and Ye Qinghui took away his fortuitous opportunity. The old man gave him two Immortal-Slaying Arrow, telling him to take revenge and take back what was rightfully his.
When he woke up from his dream, he found two arrows beside his bed.
He believed the Old Daoist's words without a doubt and had been looking for an opportunity to kill Ye Zhenzhen and Ye Qinghui. He never expected that the Immortal-Demon War would bring the two of them together and deliver them to him at once. Overjoyed, he first shot and killed Ye Zhenzhen, and then prepared to shoot Ye Qinghui. Unfortunately, Jiang Wan took an arrow for Ye Qinghui.
Since that's the case, he drew his sword and decided to finish Ye Qinghui off with it.
Over the years, however, he has been far inferior to Ye Qinghui in both diligence in cultivation and the resources he has used. Although his moves were vicious and ruthless, he was quickly defeated and was about to be killed by Ye Qinghui's sword.
"Hahahahahaha." Shen Xingyan suddenly laughed, her words revealing madness, "Even if I die, I'll drag your Junior Sister Ye Zhenzhen down with me and make her die with me!"
At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen's heart was pierced by the Immortal-Slaying Arrow, and blood, like a blooming red lotus, gushed out from the wound, staining her pale yellow dress red.
Everyone around her surrounded her, shouting her name.
She was held in Ye Qingchuan's arms, his body trembling uncontrollably, his heart aching as if being torn apart. He desperately wanted to stop the bleeding from her wounds and channel Spiritual Qi into her body. Ye Qingyao fed her Spirit Herb and cast a healing spell on her.
The world around her began to blur, the colors faded, leaving only a gray haze. Her body temperature slowly dissipated, like the last ray of winter sunlight being swallowed by darkness. She felt her life force slipping away, drifting away from this world.
Unexpectedly, despite her efforts over the years and the changes to the fates of so many people in the original book, she still couldn't escape the end of her life.
Memories from the past ten years flashed through her mind like a slideshow: her parents' unconditional love from childhood to adulthood, the meticulous care from her senior classmates, and her fleeting yet brilliant romance with Ye Qingchuan... She longed for everything here and wanted to hold onto this happiness and joy.
She reached out her hand to Ye Qingchuan...
But soon, her eyelids drooped, her hand went limp and fell, and she sank into boundless darkness, her consciousness beginning to drift away.
Heart-wrenching screams and agonizing sobs came from all around her, but she could hear nothing and see nothing.
Ye Qingchuan trembled violently, his eyes burning with despair. His face was contorted with pain as he screamed madly, "Ye Zhenzhen, wake up! You promised to spend the rest of your life with me and never leave me again. You can't lie to me anymore!"
"You cannot die, and I will never allow you to die!" The surging Devil Qi within him began to spiral out of control. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the people on the battlefield, his Sword Qi boiling and soaring into the sky. Dark clouds covered the sun, and torrential rain poured down, lightning roared overhead, and his heart bled madly.
They were the ones who killed her; he wants them all to pay with their lives!
Zhenzhen is dead.
Ye Qingchuan's descent into darkness is imminent...
Chapter 73
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Dark clouds obscured the sun, and torrential rain poured down.
The rain washed over people's bodies, making them even more irritable. Ye Qingchuan's Devil Qi surged wildly, soaring high into the sky. With just a flick of his finger at Shen Xingyan was scattered and sent to meet the King of Hell.
However, this is far from enough to alleviate the pain of losing a loved one.
Dark, sinister, and restless Devil Qi clamored at him. "Kill everyone here! They're the ones who killed your beloved wife! Make them all pay with their lives for Ye Zhenzhen!"
Over the years, Ye Zhenzhen had been the light in his heart, his only warmth, and all his hope. Now, her departure had plunged him into the abyss of despair. If he had previously only gone from cultivating immortality to cultivating demonic arts, then now he was completely possessed by demons.
Standing tall in the endless darkness, Ye Qingchuan's eyes were bloodshot, like a raging black flame, exuding an aura of world destruction, as if he wanted to crush the entire world.
"You're the ones who killed Zhenzhen! I'll make you all pay with your lives!"
He had reached the Late Foundation Establishment, the highest level of cultivation among Devil Cultivator. When his Devil Qi overflowed from his body, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble. With just a light sword strike, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, causing many cultivators and Devil Race on the battlefield to die directly.
Blood gushed out like a stream, staining the earth red. The air was thick with the suffocating stench of blood.
"Junior brother, what happened to you? Junior Sister would never want you to kill so many people because of her. Stop it now!" Ye Qingyao could hardly believe that her once obedient junior brother had turned into such a murderous maniac. She rushed over without hesitation, trying to wake Ye Qingchuan, who was controlled by Devil Qi.