"Puh!"

Lei Wuji's blade mercilessly pierced through her heart!

"For the Spirit Slash... for the supreme Dao..." he roared in fury, yet with a sickly fanaticism, "I must cut everything down!"

The shadow of his Dao companion looked down at the blade in her chest, without anger, without resentment.

She only gently raised her hand, seemingly wishing to touch his face one last time.

But before she could, she shattered resoundingly, disintegrating into myriad light spots.

"Boom——"

Almost simultaneously, the three-layer array outside exploded one after another under Zhou Qing's guidance. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

As layers of fragments fell, the barrier faded, and everyone finally broke into the formation, only to gasp in shock at the scene before them.

Now, Lei Wuji was festering all over, emitting a nauseating stench of decay.

His face was twisted and terrifying, revealing white bones on both sides.

The most horrifying thing was that the long knife in his hand, condensed with Spiritual Power, was cutting away his own flesh!

Mumbling incomprehensible words, as if lost in his own world.

"Truly mad..." An Elder from Cangyan Daoist Palace instinctively stepped back half a step.

Sound of swallowing filled the air, as everyone knew what he was doing.

Except Zhou Qing, everyone else might recklessly try it at the end of their life.

Sikong Yan shook his head, a flash of pity in his eyes.

"By consuming so many, you think you've only cut off your obsession? The resentment, fear, and unwillingness of those departed souls have now become your Heart Demon."

His voice wasn't loud but was clear to every ear.

"You refined their cultivation, naturally inheriting their karma, this is inherently a wrong path..."

"Shut up!"

Lei Wuji suddenly erupted, his decaying body releasing a terrifying pressure!

The long knife in his hand swept horizontally, its blade light ripped the ground, forcing everyone to retreat repeatedly.

Zhou Qing, while retreating, had a sudden thought.

He thought of the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal, which was something condensed from refining others' blood and Qi, but without any side effects.

Otherwise, how could it compare to the legendary Tao Trace Level Divine Techniques?

And he himself would eventually walk this path!

But he had the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree, the Dao rhythm of blooming four-color flowers, and the "Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone" from Jiyuan Temple.

"The path I'm on will never end in such a fate!" Zhou Qing clenched his fist in secret.

Cao Zhengyang, seeing Lei Wuji in a disturbed state, was about to act when Sikong Yan suddenly took out an Imaging Stone: "Don't rush, leave some evidence."

"Slash! Slash! Slash! Cut everything down for me!"

The next moment, Lei Wuji went completely insane, as if in a last burst before dying, he clearly spat out human words.

He kept roaring, as his blade light raged like a tornado, and the terrifying corpse poison around him started to spill out.

"Retreat! Everyone fall back!"

Sikong Yan shouted, but his eyes shone with an unusual light.

"I think..." he suddenly grinned, revealing his white teeth, "let's not make a move."

Everyone was stunned by his words and all looked at him together.

"This guy is pitiably stupid..." Sikong Yan sized up Lei Wuji, lightly tapping his chin with his finger.

"But did you not feel it? This aura is closing in on Half-step Spirit Slash!"

"Being dragged to the grave by a Half-step Spirit Slash madman is not worth it."

Everyone fell silent.

It was indeed the case.

Especially since within a dozen feet around him felt like that horrifying corpse poison was there, touching it would be certain death.

Beside him, Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes, discreetly assessing Sikong Yan, unsure what scheme he was hatching.

"Tsk tsk..." Sikong Yan shook his head, like a spectator critiquing a play, "But I have to say, this courage, this ambition, still makes him a character."

Nobody refuted this.

After all, Lei Wuji ended up like this purely to cross that path.

Compared to this man, they all seemed much more cowardly.

"What do you want to do?" Cao Zhengyang asked solemnly.

Sikong Yan smiled brightly: "We've known him for many years, let's leave him some dignity."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Cao Zhengyang, then cast a meaningful glance at Zhou Qing.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes: "Cao, why don't we compete..."

"See who runs faster this time?"

"Whoosh——"

Sikong Yan instantly turned into a streak of light and dashed towards the outer perimeter.

Everyone was stunned, even the twelve Elders of Cangyan Daoist Palace looked bewildered.

Cao Zhengyang was momentarily dazed, then his face drastically changed, his angry roar echoed through the sky: "This lunatic is going to detonate the Four-Color Array! Retreat now!"

"What?!"

"Beast!"

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