“What are you doing? Hurry up and fight!” A low roar rang out beside Qiangu Dongfeng’s ears, snapping him out of his train of thought. He turned around to find his own father glowering at him with an expression of fierce disapproval, as if to ask “have you not made enough of a fool of yourself already?”

Qiangu Dongfeng took a deep breath to compose himself. This wasn’t indeed not the time to be thinking about anything else other than the battle at hand. As for Gu Yuena, he could only hope that she would extend some compassion to the Qiangu Family due to her relationship with Qiangu Zhangting. If only Qiangu Zhangting had married her earlier. Perhaps they could’ve already had a child together, and none of this would be an issue.

“Boom!” A violent explosion suddenly rang out, drawing Qiangu Dongfeng’s attention.

He was then greeted by the sight of two figures emerging from the epicenter of the explosion before rising up straight into the heavens.

These were a pair of giant phoenixes, one of which was burning with scorching white flames, while the other was completely enveloped in purplish-black flames.

As the two rose up into the sky, they were attacking one another incessantly, releasing their flames to erode one another.

These two were none other than the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo and the Dark Phoenix Douluo.

Throughout this entire battle, Leng Yaozhu held a slight upper hand over her sister, but she couldn’t bring herself to kill her beloved sister. Thus, even though she was clearly superior in power, she was still unable to cement her victory.

At this moment, Leng Yulai released her martial soul true body, and she was also forced to do the same.

From down below, Qiangu Dongfeng was just in the right position to see that there was a very discreet streak of dark red light on Leng Yulai’s back.

His heart jolted slightly upon seeing this, and he reflexively wanted to alert Leng Yaozhu to this, but in the next instant, a thought suddenly occurred to him, and he refrained from saying anything as he quickly rushed toward the abyssal army in the distance.

Gu Yuena lowered her Silver Dragon Spear to her side, and at this point, the Spirit Sovereign’s body had already disappeared.

All of his energy had been devoured by the Silver Dragon Spear.

Just now, she had suddenly been struck by a sense of foreboding. She still hadn’t returned to the peak of her spiritual power, but having returned to the Divine Origin realm, she could still clearly sense some things around.

Someone had to have been thinking about her just now, and their thoughts had to have been quite malicious. She reflexively cast her gaze toward Qiangu Dongfeng.

Was it him?

Right at this moment, an anguished cry suddenly rang out in the sky, and Gu Yuena reflexively looked upward.

At this point, the two giant phoenixes had already risen to an altitude of several thousand meters, and at this moment, one of Leng Yaozhu’s talons had plunged into Leng Yulai’s chest.

It seemed that Leng Yulai hadn’t resisted the attack in the slightest, yet the anguished cry had come from Leng Yaozhu.

Just as the two of them were exchanging blows while flying up into the sky, Leng Yulai suddenly abandoned all defense without any warning.

At their level, even if Leng Yaozhu weren’t fighting at her full capacity, her attacks were still of the Limit Douluo level, and she wasn’t able to just reverse them at will.

Thus, her talon had torn straight into Leng Yulai’s chest.

However, right after she let loose that anguished cry, a streak of dark red light suddenly flashed past, plunging itself into Leng Yaozhu’s lower abdomen.

Leng Yaozhu reeling from the massive pain and remorse of harming her beloved sister, and she didn’t even consider that Leng Yulai would suddenly attack her at a time like this.

There was no pain, only a bone-chilling sensation that spread through her entire body. Her eyes widened as she stared at her sister, and the two of them both returned to their human forms.

A short red sword had been stabbed into Leng Yaozhu’s lower abdomen, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Yaozhu’s entire body had turned a dark red color.

After that, the short sword simply melted away.

“Hahahahahaha!” Leng Yulai began to cackle with glee and resentment as she appraised Leng Yaozhu with hatred in her eyes.

“Your heart is still as soft as ever; I knew you would be like this. This Divine Demonic Sword is something I prepared just for you; it’s a disposable divine weapon, and even a god won’t be able to save you now! You’re dead for sure!”

Leng Yaozhu stared blankly at her own sister, seemingly unable to feel any pain. “Do you hate me that much?”

Leng Yulai spat in a vicious voice, “That’s right, I hate you! I detest you! You took everything from me; you were the one who made me like this, the one who forced me to turn to the darkness! It’s all your fault! I wanted to kill you a long time ago. I hate Yun Ming, but I hate you even more! I knew I couldn’t beat you, but I also knew that your feigned kindness would give me this opportunity, and now, I’ve finally succeeded!”

Leng Yaozhu slowly closed her eyes as she withdrew her hand from her sister’s chest instead of landing the killing blow.

“Alright, perhaps this is a form of release for me as well. Yulai, all I want to tell you is that you’ve always been a sister to me in my heart.”

Scorching white flames rose up as Leng Yaozhu gently pushed Leng Yulai away. Her hand had pierced through Leng Yulai’s chest, and in that instant, she had even physically touched Leng Yulai’s heart, but she stopped herself just in the nick of time to spare her sister.

However, the wound that she had sustained was lethal.

The Divine Demonic Sword was the most vile weapon developed by the Holy Spirit Cult, and it was imbued with the toxins of countless vengeful spirits, making it capable of cursing and devouring even one’s soul.

Leng Yaozhu’s eyes had already turned grey, and her life force was receding at a rapid rate. The Divine Demonic Sword was capable of casting the ultimate curse that even Yali couldn’t remedy.

“Teacher!” Gu Yuena finally arrived with a grief-stricken cry, and she caught Leng Yaozhu in her arms, completely disregarding the scorching white flames that were lapping at her body.

Tears were flowing uncontrollably down her face.

She had known Leng Yaozhu from a very young age. At the time, it was her who had given Gu Yuena a place to stay after she had left Tang Wulin’s family. Leng Yaozhu had no children herself, nor had she ever married anyone, and she treated Gu Yuena like her own daughter, teaching her and watching her grow.

Tang Wulin was the first person to make Na’er develop human emotions, while Leng Yaozhu was the first person to do the same for Gu Yue.

Leng Yaozhu turned to Gu Yuena, and despite her condition, she was smiling. “It’s alright, don’t be sad; perhaps this is the best ending for me. Ever since Yun Ming passed away, I’ve wanted to follow him to the other side. Looks like I’ll be going there before Yali; perhaps I’ll be able to find him before her. Look, he’s just over there, isn’t he?”

She raised a finger to point up at the sky, and a projection appeared in the mid-air.

As it did so, a large area of space began to warp slightly.

The projection depicted Leng Yaozhu in her youth, standing with her head lowered in a hesitant display.

Standing before her was none other than Atlas Douluo Yun Ming.

The scorching white flames around Leng Yaozhu’s body began to burn even more fiercely, as if she were trying to release her final radiance to completely cleanse her own body and soul.

Through her unreserved efforts, the mental manifestation in the sky began to produce sound.

The sound was echoing through the air, attracting everyone’s attention.

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