Chapter 92 - 92 92 Heart Execution

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92: Chapter 92: Heart Execution 92: Chapter 92: Heart Execution He could not defend against even the might of a single sword strike, so how could such a frail body bear the brunt of the Heavenly Tribulation without the protection of a Protective Dharma Treasure? Such a realization made everything fall into place. Just as the sword tip full of eyes was about to slash at Baili An’s throat… Baili An’s lips slowly curled up in a leisurely smile, “If I were you, I wouldn’t waste time entangling here, but would quickly go see what the Blood River you’ve tried so hard to obtain looks like now.” Upon hearing the words “Blood River,” Huang Kang’s heart skipped a beat. Almost subconsciously, the sword he held stopped, and he felt an immense sense of foreboding when faced with Baili An’s confident gaze. At that moment, Wen Yu, hidden within the controlled demonic tide, let out a heart-wrenching howl, “Ah! My Blood River!” Huang Kang looked up and saw that the bloody river in the mountains, which should have been polluted by the Blood River, was now, terrifyingly, reversing at an extreme speed, with the redness crazily converging upstream. And the river was visibly becoming clear to the bottom at a speed visible to the naked eye. Huang Kang’s entire face twisted with anger and fear, “What have you done, you beast!” Impossible, who exactly is he! How did he manage to do this?! The Blood River, without a master, should not be controlled by anyone. How could a mere beginner in the Kaiyuan Realm make the Demon Sect’s Blood River follow his lead! Seizing the moment his opponent was rattled, Baili An raised his hand and sent Huang Kang flying with a palm, his eyes faintly shimmering, “What I’ve done, wouldn’t you see for yourself?” Grinding his teeth, Huang Kang watched his opponent’s faint smile, knowing there might be a trap ahead, but with the Blood River, the lifeline of the Demon Sect at stake, he couldn’t ignore it! “Tch! I don’t care what methods you’ve used, but today, you and all beings within the Mountain Realm are destined to die!” Huang Kang, after his threat, no longer entangled with Baili An, and didn’t even care about Yang Zhao’s life or death at the moment, stepped out with a Gale and hurried towards the source of the river. Wen Yu’s face changed drastically, about to follow. Baili An’s expression suddenly chilled. But before he could act, four water blades broke through the air with such speed it left no time for reaction. With a few hisses, light as if slicing tofu, all four of Wen Yu’s limbs were severed and flew away! “Ah ah ah ah!!” Transformed into a butchered mess, Wen Yu fell to the ground, his screams of agony heart-wrenching as the intense pain caused him to convulse incessantly on the ground. Baili An’s gaze turned to Lin Yuan; those four water blades were her doing. Lin Yuan had already completely opened Yang Zhao’s chest, removed a pitch-black stone heart, no longer capable of beating, and pierced it with her sword, draining its Spiritual Power. Clearly, Yang Zhao was no longer able to revive. Lin Yuan stood against the wind, her golden robes embroidered with the morning landscape fluttering in the breeze. Her face carried neither sorrow nor joy, but her deep blue eyes were slightly moist. It seemed as if she were gritting her teeth as she said, “The death of Lin Guiyuan, the fall of the Mountain Father, the humiliation of our kin, the destruction of the Mountain Realm… all arose because of this man! I will not kill you, I’ll make you experience all the tortures of this world, I’ll make your blood never run dry, because I will make your life worse than death, only in this way… can your monstrous sins be cleansed!” “Don’t… please… let it go… ah haha haha!! Did you think I would say that?! Fools!!” Wen Yu lay prone in a pool of blood, resembling a bloodied, fierce demon, his injuries causing his Spiritual Power to rapidly drain away. Yet, his face still bore a painful smirk, “You think this state of affairs was my doing? No! Tell you, it’s the will of heaven! The will of heaven that turned Kongcang Mountain into a ghost prison of the mortal world! The will of heaven that stripped you of everything to become my stepping stone! The will of heaven chose me to be one of the Six Rivers!” Wen Yu’s screams turned into arrogant laughter, his expression fierce and tyrannical as he stared fixedly at Lin Yuan, roaring, “Do you know who I am? Behind me stands the entire Langya Demon Sect, and one day I’ll become the supreme being of the Human Realm! The chance to draw a sword comes but once, you killed Yang Zhao but can’t kill Huang Kang, he is my most loyal servant, he will surely regain the Blood River for me and kill you all!” Baili An took his savage words as nonsense, walking beside Lin Yuan, and took that black stone shaped like a heart from her hands. After examining it briefly as though he found something, he nonchalantly placed it into his Space Ring, and said to Lin Yuan, “There is a fierce battle ahead, sister Lin Yuan should prepare herself.” Lin Yuan looked at the demonic tide covering the mountains, then turned and walked toward the river. As a merfolk, she could bring out all her battle prowess with the presence of water. Her gaze heavy, she said, “Wen Yu is not wrong; although I am stronger than Huang Kang, I cannot suppress him completely, and his Black Stone Heart makes it possible for him to constantly resurrect. The Demon-suppressing Wind Bell further complicates matters, Kongcang Mountain is hard to defend, should I cover for you and allow you to quickly leave?” Yet Baili An grabbed her wrist, and as Lin Yuan turned, she saw his bitter smile, “Do you really choose to believe that guy Wen Yu’s words over mine?” His voice paused for a moment, then Baili An’s eyes shone with a comforting light, “Don’t worry about Huang Kang, his death is certain. Now we just need to consider how to deal with this demonic tide.” “You…” Lin Yuan couldn’t guess where Baili An’s confidence came from, thinking his trap could kill that demon puppet Huang Kang. “But sister Lin Yuan is right, letting Wen Yu die like this is too easy for him!” Baili An’s gaze pierced towards Wen Yu’s face, flinging the Autumnwater Sword far away, sticking it into the ground in front of Wen Yu: “You say you represent the entire Demon Sect? Take a good look at your current state! Like a dog, I don’t think such a you holds any value for the Demon Sect.” The reflectiveness of the sword body mirrored the face of an old man, his hair frosted white with age. His hair, along with Wen Yu’s fierce howls, was falling out one by one, and the shriveled skin no longer had a hint of moisture. His current pitiful state, lying in a pool of blood, made him seem as terrifying as a Fierce Ghost. “No! This isn’t me! No!” Wen Yu’s expression froze, as if hope had been shattered. “No! This is indeed you,” said Baili An mercilessly, “you who have reached the end of your life and refuse to follow heaven’s command. You who depend on Spiritual Medicine to prolong life, and Illusion Technique to maintain a youthful appearance!” Lin Yuan looked shocked; she had never seen Baili An reveal such a cold side before. His pupil colors shifted between red and black, eerie as if they were two vortices of despair: “Wen Yu, do you think, if you presented this face to your female disciple, would she choose Lin Guiyuan or you?”

Chapter 92 - 92 92 Heart Execution

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