Qi Hao was in a dazed state. Although he was certain that he was doomed, he still decided to make a final desperate attempt. He took out more than a dozen needles from his bosom and stabbed them into himself, making himself look like a hedgehog. The spiritual energy surged wildly, and Qi Hao, who had lost a lot of blood, almost stumbled and fell!
"I, Qi Hao, will not lose!"
Qi Hao bit his tongue to keep himself awake. One step, two steps, three steps... Slowly, he searched for the best position to escape! Being severely injured, he no longer cared about maintaining the demeanor of a refined lady. He didn't even twirl his orchid fingers anymore.
Su Lingfeng performed a few sword flourishes to get used to the state after the fusion of her soul. Qi Hao seized this last opportunity and dashed out at high speed!
"Sunflower Blood Escape!"
He continued to spill large amounts of blood. Comrade Qi Hao took a desperate gamble to escape. Ignoring any attacks from Su Lingfeng, the only thing in his mind was that bright exit.
However, the speed that Comrade Qi Hao obtained by sacrificing everything was still extremely inadequate in front of Su Lingfeng. Su Lingfeng's steps flashed, and in an instant, she was behind Qi Hao, ready to strike with her sword.
Escape! Escape quickly!!
Qi Hao no longer cared to observe everything behind him. All he could think of was to escape!
But Su Lingfeng's sword strike was irresistible. It seemed to transcend everything and directly hit the soul! It was about to strike Qi Hao!
Just then, an invisible spatial fluctuation appeared. A strange hand moved, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, changing continuously. Slowly, it reached out and grabbed Su Lingfeng's purple sword. The frequency of its movement was exactly the same as that of the purple sword, and it actually blocked the sword strike without a scratch. Su Lingfeng looked at the hand in surprise. As the face of the person who came into view emerged, a smile curved her lips, and her beautiful eyes radiated a bright luster.
The person who came was none other than Lin Xing.
"Hmm, Feng'er, your sword strike is so swift. I almost couldn't block it. Your soul is almost completely fused, right?" Lin Xing walked over. The aura around his body hardly leaked out at all, and he was as ordinary as an average person. His understanding of the Asura artistic conception had deepened his principle of change.
Su Lingfeng nodded with a smile in her eyes, "Well, I have to thank our Miss Qi for that. Those Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles are quite good. Under the pressure, my soul is almost completely fused."
"By the way, why did you let Qi Hao go? You must be up to some mischief again!" Su Lingfeng suddenly asked with great interest.
"Well, this!" Lin Xing's face once again showed a somewhat wretched expression, which was the same expression he always had when plotting against others behind their backs.
"How could I have any bad intentions? I'm just telling Comrade Qi Hao who his father's murderer is. He can't be deceived by the appearance! Ahem, but to be honest, what on earth is in that dead eunuch's spiritual world? It's such a mess. Just looking at it makes me feel annoyed! It took me a lot of effort..."
Lin Xing dealt with all the eunuchs who had followed Qi Hao. After all, the Sunflower Manual seemed to be a very dangerous cultivation method. If one wasn't careful, they would lose their mind. Qi Hao had good talent, yet he had ended up like that. Lin Xing didn't like having a group of people with perverted minds as his subordinates.
And the battle outside was still going on. A battle involving tens of thousands of people couldn't be resolved in just one or two hours. Comrade Lin Xing originally wanted to slip away, but under the charm offensive of Su Lingfeng, he finally stayed and did the hard work...
"Hey, you with the big sword, quickly, strike at his lower body. That's his weakness!"
"Hey! Be careful! Your opponent is playing dead!"
"Get down! There's someone sneaking up on you from behind!"
"Step back with your left foot!" "Ah!! Damn it! Who's misleading me!" "It's me who's misleading you!"
With Lin Xing's almost omnipresent spiritual power, it was too easy for him to do good deeds and help others. However, using his mind in so many ways at once, even with Lin Xing's profound cultivation, was still a bit overwhelming. But after doing it a few times, he found that his spiritual power had actually increased a little, so he began to "cheat" like crazy...
Eighty percent of the people received the guidance of the great Holy Lord and eliminated the enemies. Lin Xing tried the power of faith that he had been pondering for a short time and found that his prestige seemed to have risen several levels! The imperial aura of the emperor was actually a kind of power of faith. However, Lin Xing didn't really like this kind of external power and wouldn't focus on cultivating it. He was just curious and wanted to study its principles.
With the guidance of the great Holy Lord Lin Xing, the battle ended much faster than expected. The battle involving tens of thousands of people lasted only half a day and then came to an end.
However, the disposal of the corpses, the organization of the troops, the selection of candidates for various vacant positions, and so on, all needed to be considered. One day of killing required more than ten days of follow-up handling to be completely concluded.
Lin Xing was plunged into a long-lost busyness...
———— In contrast to the turmoil in the capital city, the Southern Border was also in a state of chaos.
A domineering man walked into the Southern Border from the Western Great Marsh. His face was pale, as if he was exhausted due to excessive consumption. He mumbled words like "Heavenly Emperor" from time to time.
The Ancient Demon-Suppressing Cave.
The man almost teleported inside. The powerful air pressure knocked out the few guards! Even the sealed "Beast God" began to sweat on his forehead.
"Who are you!" The Beast God looked at the person in front of him in a panic. Even the Lady Linglong who had created him hadn't given him such a sense of oppression. He knew that even in his prime, he might not be able to defeat this person in front of him!
The man's eyes were as sharp as lightning. He stared at the Beast God for a while and then suddenly let out a long sigh, as if filled with endless vicissitudes.
"You can call me, the Heavenly Fiend Ming King."
The voice was very faint, echoing in the cave, but it had a powerful impact on the heart! The Beast God's eyes shrank to the extreme, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
The Heavenly, Heavenly Fiend Ming King!
Even he had only heard of this figure! A character from ancient legends like this actually appeared here!
This!
The Beast God stared at the Heavenly Fiend Ming King. Although he was very surprised in his heart, he wasn't afraid. After Linglong's death, what else could affect him?
He was just curious. Why did this figure from ancient legends, the founder of the Holy Cult, come to see him? What could he do while being sealed?
The Ming King laughed heartily, as if he could see through his thoughts.
"I will help you lift the seal, and you will help me lure someone out!" The Ming King said calmly, as if he was certain that the Beast God would help him.
"Who?"
"The Heavenly Emperor!!"
The Beast God's face instantly turned as pale as paper!