Yan Shang said coldly: "I am afraid that if you kill Miss Xiyue, it will not make the Demon Lord return to the previous Demon Lord, but let the Demon Lord's love follow Miss Xiyue."
Ye Xiao was stunned for a moment, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, his knees softened and he fell to his knees, his face full of despair and unwillingness.
Wei Zixi held Xi Yue in his arms and could feel the pain of his spiritual energy being drained from his body, as well as the chillness of the blood in his limbs from the lack of spiritual energy support.
However, all of this is nothing compared to the pain of Xiyue possibly leaving this world.
“Xi Yue… Xi Yue…” Wei Zixi’s voice was hoarse and trembling slightly, and he whispered softly in Xi Yue’s ear, “Didn’t you say you were going to Avici Hell to save Ji Mingyu? You can’t even get through the fifth level of unlocking the Origin of Wood, so what qualifications do you have to say you want to go to Avici Hell?!”
"Xi Yue, your feelings for Ji Mingyu, the choice you made in front of me, is this the only determination and resolve you have?"
"Xiyue, if you still have some attachment to this world, if... you can hear what I am saying now, then get through this! The Xiyue I know, the sister who gave me the only warmth, is not such a cowardly and incompetent person!!"
Plop! Plop! Plop!
A clear heartbeat sound came from Xiyue's heart.
In addition to the huge vortex of original power in her abdomen, a strange power was also slowly surging.
The power was very strong, yet also very gentle and warm.
With a power that is unique in the world, it slowly enveloped Xi Yue's whole body.
At this moment, Chang Ling suddenly exclaimed, "Look, Miss Xiyue's wounds are beginning to heal!"
The others all looked over.
Sure enough, the hideous wounds on Xi Yue's body began to be covered by the bright green light emitted by the powerful force.
The force that was originally tearing Xi Yue's soul and body apart seemed to be swallowed up by the stronger force.
The originally dim and obscure light in Wei Zixi's peach blossom eyes was suddenly replaced by brilliance and brightness.
He still transferred his spiritual power to Xi Yue without any mercy.
And with the help of his spiritual power and that mysterious powerful force, the fifth lock of the wood origin in Xi Yue's dantian seemed to make a cracking sound as if it could not bear the weight, and began to break inch by inch and be unlocked.
Xiyue's skin also returned to its original radiance and smoothness.
Wei Zixi gently stroked her face, and the bloodstains disappeared, revealing her beautiful face.
The last level of the origin of wood is slowly being unlocked, and Xi Yue has managed to pass this most dangerous level.
But the next moment, Wei Zixi's expression changed.
Because the figure of the girl in his arms gradually faded, and before he could react, she disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the entire Qiankun Island.
No, it should be said that the entire divine realm was filled with a sound like the evening drum and the morning bell.
This kind of bell sound is like a decree from heaven, resounding in the depths of the souls of all monks in the divine realm.
That represents—
The bell sounds as the Saint is about to return.
It is the decree of heaven that the origin of wood will be completely unlocked.
It is the announcement that the Holy Light is about to descend upon the world.
The saint returned to the place that belonged to her - the Saint's Temple.
But Wei Zixi's face was pale and his body was shaking slightly.
A bloodthirsty light slowly appeared in those sparkling and deep peach blossom eyes.
"Demon Lord!"
"Demon Lord, what's wrong?"
"Demon Lord, you!"
A strong and violent pressure spread throughout the entire priest's hall. (To be continued)