Betrayal Strikes
Chapter: When the World Mistakes Light for Shadow
The battlefield raged like a storm-torn sea.
Ashes swirled, swords clashed, and cries of the dying filled the air.
Amid the chaos
Mo Yan had only one focus:
Yu Sui.
His body was ablaze
not with flames, but with torment.
His demonic soul had almost fully awakened,
twisting and tearing his essence apart.
He writhed in agony,
clutching his chest as the remnants of the Phoenix fought against the growing darkness.
Mo Yan stumbled toward him, blood dripping from his brow.
"Yu Sui… stay with me…!"
But before he could reach him
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Betrayal Strikes
"Master Shen! That thing is no longer human!"
Lin Chaoyuan's voice echoed like venom.
Standing beside Shen Jichuan,
he pointed at Yu Sui with trembling fingers and a false expression of fear.
"He's a demon! He was born cursed
I've only ever wanted to protect this world!"
Master Shen's gaze narrowed.
His hand reached toward his blade.
Mo Yan gasped.
"No… no, please… don't listen to him…"
But Shen's mind hesitated.
A seed of doubt had been planted.
He raised his hand
and signaled his disciples.
"Restrain Mo Yan."
"WHAT?!"
Before he could resist,
Mo Yan was seized, chained with binding silk,
dragged to his knees.
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The True Plan Unfolds
But Lin Chaoyuan had miscalculated.
What he didn't know…
Shen Jichuan had been watching.
Listening.
Waiting.
He already knew Lin's history... the betrayals, the black magic, the lies.
And just when Lin Chaoyuan thought he had won
"How long will you lie, Lin Chaoyuan?"
Shen Jichuan's voice thundered through the temple ruins.
"You think I didn't know what you did to the Eight Clans?"
"To the lost guardians?"
"To Yu Sui's family?"
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Lin's smile froze.
But before anyone could act
a horn sounded in the distance.
BOOM.
A second army arrived.
Clad in jade green, their banners bore the Ming Jing Men seal.
Reinforcements.
Lin Chaoyuan's forces...panicked.
Realizing he'd lost the upper hand, he commanded retreat.
The battlefield split.
His soldiers scattered like insects before a firestorm.
But the damage… had already been done.
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Cracked Spirits
Mo Yan had collapsed.
Blood pooled beneath him,
his vision fading to white.
His breathing slowed,
his body trembling, weak.
He looked up
just a few feet ahead,
Yu Sui was screaming, clawing at the air
Fighting something within.
Master Shen stepped forward, his voice cold:
"This… is the demon?"
Yu Sui looked up,
his face twisted in pain and sorrow.
"I… didn't choose this…!"
But Shen's hand twitched toward his blade.
"Then let us end this curse."
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"Don't Call Him That…"
"S-Stop…"
A faint voice.
Barely a whisper.
Mo Yan tried to stand,
his knees giving way.
"Don't… call him… that…"
But Shen did not hear.
No one did.
Mo Yan's eyes fluttered.
His hand trembled, reaching out toward Yu Sui.
But his strength… was gone.