frightfiction Chapter 272 They shall be buried with Ling Xuan!
Chapter 272 They shall be buried with Ling Xuan!
"Now I have time to ask you, what exactly happened to Siyin?"
Beneath the pitch-black sky, two dark streaks of light were flying forward at high speed, crossing several towering mountain ranges in an instant. If viewed from below, they would surely be mistaken for stars falling from the sky.
Xue Lan and Xu Qizhou raced through the raging winds of the desolate region, which were imbued with demonic energy, without uttering a single word to each other.
The ever-increasing speed of their escape revealed the anxiety in their hearts.
"Where is Siyin now?" Xue Lan asked Xue Tong, who was hidden in her sleeve.
"I don't know!" The girl's voice trembled with tears. "After the plot correction began, all my previous privileges were restricted. Now, not only do I not know Siyin's location, but I don't even know Jiyan's..."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan knew that this was a restriction imposed on her own little system by the supreme power of the plot, something that no one could overcome.
"Xiaotong, don't cry."
Xue Lan gently comforted Xue Tong, then closed her eyes to sense the cause and effect between herself and Long Siyin, but there was still no reaction.
Xue Lan had a headache.
The connections between Long Siyin and the people of Yuanming Realm all disappeared when the plot revision was announced.
It wasn't broken; it was more like a giant hand picked it up from the end connected to Long Siyin and forcibly pulled it off.
This was so illogical that it sent chills down Xue Lan's spine.
For Xue Lan, this was a feeling he hadn't experienced in nearly two thousand years.
What is the plot trying to achieve?
Is the intention to sever Long Siyin's ties with all those in the Yuanming Lower Realm and leave her in the Demon Realm forever?
This kind of love-hate relationship, which is created through such mutual support and ultimately comes to fruition, is truly disgusting to even look at.
Xu Qizhou followed behind Xue Lan and sensed the unbridled killing intent unconsciously emanating from the man.
"What exactly happened to Siyin?" the young man couldn't help but ask, his voice full of worry.
Xue Lan gently shook her head.
Xu Qizhou knew that Xue Lan had studied divination at Suandao Peak for a period of time before, and understood the meaning behind the man's head shake: heavenly secrets cannot be revealed.
The young man frowned slightly, his worry deepening.
The two continued to fly towards the dark wasteland ahead like shuttles, but both were filled with intense killing intent.
Xue Lan had no way to sense her connection with Long Siyin, but she had other methods.
The divine sense of the fifteenth-realm demon lord spread out in an instant, covering a land area of a thousand miles.
Since she couldn't get in touch with them, she searched inch by inch!
Nothing can possibly bring about this utterly disgusting and "tragic" love story under Xue Lan's very nose!
Not long after Xue Lan spread out her divine sense, she looked up towards the east of the two of them. In the boundless darkness explored by her divine sense, a faint light of immortal energy emanated from there, flickering like a candle about to go out.
"There is a disciple of a celestial sect about 800 miles away from us," Xue Lan informed Xu Qizhou. Xu Qizhou nodded slightly, and the two quickened their pace again, flying towards the direction Xue Lan had indicated.
……
My body felt heavier and heavier, and the pitch-black night sky above seemed to come alive, slowly pressing down.
"It wasn't that it pressed down...no..."
A young man in a light blue robe stained with blood, his voice hoarse, swayed as he flew through the air. He was Ling Xuan, sent by Long Siyin to deliver a message.
The young man's voice was punctuated by heavy breathing, like a broken bellows:
"It was me who fell...it was me..."
"no!"
If we collapse here before even reaching Qingfeng Terrace, we'll truly become a useless piece of trash who only knows how to run.
The young man, clutching his bleeding left side, mustered his last bit of spiritual energy and flew forward. A gentle breeze rose beneath his feet, carrying a faint scent of blood, lifting him back into the sky.
In the instant he was propelled upwards, Ling Xuan felt a lightness in the left half of his body...
What fell down?
I remember now, it was my arm that was cut off by the demons when I was escaping. I managed to keep it alive for a while, but it was eventually eroded by the demonic energy and withered away.
The young man turned his head slightly to look at the broken end that had begun to rot, and comforted himself with a bitter smile:
"I'm alright... I'm not dead yet!"
"When you're lighter, you can fly faster..."
That way, we can reach Qingshuitai sooner, deliver the message as quickly as possible, and save the soldiers and the children.
But why is it getting darker and darker, and why is my vision getting blurrier?
I should have focused on my cultivation.
As Ling Xuan's consciousness gradually faded and he was about to fall completely into darkness, two faint beams of immortal spiritual light appeared in front of him in the boundless night!
"He's a disciple of a celestial sect, how wonderful!" he murmured to himself.
In mid-air, the young man struggled to slowly raise the token in his hand:
"Shenying Sect disciple Ling Xuan reports: Six hundred miles southeast of here... he has encountered danger... I beg... I beg..."
As the young man spoke, his body involuntarily swayed, and Xu Qizhou quickly stepped forward to support him as he swayed.
The three landed on the ground. Ling Xuan was unable to utter a word. His face was covered with dark veins, the upper left half of his body had been severed, and the golden core in his dantian had long been shattered...
The dissipated spiritual energy was like a light veil covering this person, soft and dreamlike.
"I understand, don't sleep yet, Xue Lan!" Xu Qizhou looked at Xue Lan, who had already pointed a finger at Ling Xuan's brow, stopping the black veins that were climbing upwards like living things.
But it was too late...
Xue Lan saw the young man's dissipating soul, like sparks.
She squatted down next to Xu Qizhou.
Xu Qizhou heard the woman's gentle voice:
"You're incredibly fast!"
Fine blood foam trickled from the corner of Ling Xuan's mouth, while the young man smiled, "I don't know about Ta Xu..."
Xue Lan leaned down and whispered in his ear, "It's much faster than Stepping Through the Void!"
……
After a brief silence, the young man in Xu Qizhou's arms, a smile on his lips, closed his eyes forever...
"Six hundred li..." Xue Lan began:
"I don't know anyone who could travel six hundred miles with their body severed, demonic poison entering their body, and their golden core shattered..."
The woman gently raised her hand, and a small flame appeared at her fingertips. When it landed on Ling Xuan's corpse, it became a bright fire.
Xue Lan retrieved Ling Xuan's identity token from the fire; the token contained records of his military achievements.
Before the fire had completely burned out, Xue Lan tucked the token into her bosom and, listening to Xue Tong's broken cries within her sea of consciousness, slowly spoke:
"Senior Brother Xu, I want all the demons we encountered today to become battle merits on his token!"
She wanted them all to be buried with Ling Xuan!
Xu Qizhou nodded:
"Slay them all, leave no one alive!"