Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 221 Heart-killing
At the same time, in the dark night sky above the Sword Burial Valley, a blood moon replaced the original moon.

However, mottled cracks were appearing on the surface of the blood moon, and it was constantly turning from red to white.

It was like a heavenly dog ​​ate the moon and then spit it out from its mouth.

In the blood moon, Song Xinci held a sword in one hand, his eyes turned snow-white, his skin was as white as jade, and he looked like the moon god descending to earth.

Facing Bai Wuyi's crazy counterattack, she always casually broke the opponent's attack with one sword, and stabbed the opponent's vital point with another sword, repeating this over and over again, like a child whipping a top.

This scene doesn't look like a fight to the death, it looks more like a game.

Bai Wuyi, who had turned into two heads and four arms, was furious. She didn't understand why, when both of them were in the Return to Void Realm, he had his fingers cut off and was humiliated in public even though he was clearly two small realms ahead of her.

Now, he has entered the Hedao realm earlier than her, and has even mastered the Crescent Moon Swallowing Stars Art, but he is still no match for her.

Even, it seemed that she couldn't be forced to use her full strength.

Is the Supreme Forgetfulness Really that terrifying? Or is it that Song Xinci's talent is still among the best even at the Hedao Realm?
Bai Wuyi couldn't figure it out, so he could only integrate his anger into the two sickles and rush towards Song Xinci again and again, but was beaten back again and again, and each time he would have a fatal wound on his body that was deep enough to see the bone.

The Forgetful Sword possessed its own unique qualities. Every wound it left was enveloped in a wave of spiritual energy, rendering it incurable. Furthermore, the sword's power seemed to penetrate the body, leaving its mark directly on the avenue.

Unknowingly, Bai Wuyi's movement of the avenue had become extremely sluggish.

"I-I can't lose."

"I will not lose!"

When death was imminent, what he cared about most was the outcome of the competition.

Losing to Song Xinci back then had become a demon in his heart, but he didn't know that this demon would now make him lose his mind and die here.

Bai Wuyi shouted, "Do you know how many times I killed you when I merged with the Dao? One thousand and one times! I killed you a full one thousand and one times in my heart!"

The other head also shouted: "Song Xinci, you are no longer my inner demon. I can definitely kill you!"

Song Xinci frowned slightly: "How noisy."

So she stabbed the sword directly into the mouths of Bai Wuyi's two heads and cut off their tongues.

Bai Wuyi retreated repeatedly, relying on his sickle to avoid falling to the ground. At this moment, he didn't even have the chance to say anything harsh, and was left with only an indescribable embarrassment.

Song Xinci pressed forward, each step bringing the moonlight beneath her feet to a brighter, clearer glow. She was gradually breaking through the opponent's Dao domain, even turning it to her own advantage.

When Song Xinci killed Piaomiaozi of the Fuyao Sect before, he discovered this wonderful use of the Tai Shang Wangqing Dao.

Because of his own forgetfulness, even if he devours the avenue of others, he will not be affected by it.

Therefore, she could have killed Bai Wuyi directly, but she chose to torture him slowly until Tai Shang Wangqing completely wiped out Bai Wuyi's avenue.

As expected of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, she “eats people without leaving any bones behind.”

Song Xinci said slowly, "In fact, you have never had much presence in the Demon Sect. After all, you have a brother who can be called a child of destiny, but you are just an ordinary person by his side."

Bai Wuyi's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could bite Song Xinci to death.

"Don't look at me like that. I've had enough of you Bai brothers." Song Xinci blinded the other man with a sword. "You spend all day mutilating yourselves, and you talk about mending the heavens with your imperfections."

"Little do you know that your biggest disability is your head. You don't even need to hurt yourselves, it's already pitiful enough."

Song Xinci thought about Yun Yi's investigation of the Tiancan Sect during this period and how he had uncovered many evil things they had done. Even she, who was practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness, felt sick.

The Demon Sect's members were indeed arrogant, full of intrigue, and their hands were stained with blood. However, even those from the same Demon Sect could not stand what the Tiancan Sect had done over the years.

When Song Xinci thought of this, she was suddenly stunned. She thought that ever since she came into contact with Yun Yi, she had been influenced by him unconsciously and had many emotions that she had never had before.

In the past, she would have killed Bai Wuyi directly and would not have bothered to talk to him.

But now, she felt that there were some things she had to say.

For someone like Bai Wuyi, simply killing him would be too easy. Not only must he be killed, but his heart must also be destroyed!
Bai Wuyi was driven completely crazy by the words just now. Suddenly, he used all his strength and swung the sickle in his hand towards Song Xinci again.

It’s a pity that this move was so powerful, but it failed to find the right direction.

The next moment, Song Xinci's voice rang out beside him, "I'm here."

A heart-wrenching pain ran through his whole body. Bai Wuyi felt as if his spine was split in two, and he and the clone behind him were actually separated.

"You, who look like a ghost, yet you still dream of becoming an immortal?"

It hurts, it really hurts.

Since he was born, Bai Wuyi has had a smooth life in Tiancan Sect and has never suffered any grievances, hardships or tortures.

And today it seems like I have to go through all the pain of my lifetime.

He made a "ho ho" sound from his mouth and finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to wish for death.

He no longer cares about inner demons or disputes over the great principles. He just wants to have a quick death.

Song Xinci said, "The Tiancan Sect has always loved torturing its enemies, and is also good at torturing itself. How come you, as the second sect leader, are such a useless person?"

Bai Wuyi was unable to speak, so he had to struggle to write a line of crooked small words on the ground with his fingers.

'My brother will avenge me.'

Song Xinci sneered, "You're still counting on Bai Wuque to avenge you?"

"There's something you might not know. The treasure of the He Huan Sect was a trap we set. Now all the shadows in your sect have been dispatched, leaving only a few worthless members. And the embroiderer from the Burial Sword Valley just happened to go to the Tian Can Sect."

"And the Dique Sect, which shares a common ties with your Tiancan Sect, will also be wiped out tonight by the Great Xia Dynasty. I believe that after tonight, there will no longer be any sects called 'Tiancan and Dique' in the world."

"As for when the Demon Lord comes out of seclusion and your brother returns, I wonder what his expression will be when he sees this scene."

Bai Wuyi's body began to tremble uncontrollably. What a bullshit Hedao realm. When he was in despair, he was actually no different from those mortals who were tortured to death by them.

Song Xinci's tone grew colder. "By then, Bai Wuque will be a lone Hedao Realm cultivator. Do you think those in the Demon Sect who have a grudge against him will take advantage of his misfortune?"

"Ho! Ho!" Bai Wuyi wanted to roar, but he was powerless.

As the blood moon turned completely bright, the Supreme Dao of Forgetfulness had already taken over this place, and used the great Dao that Bai Wuyi had cultivated with great effort for his own benefit.

Song Xinci no longer had the mood to talk nonsense with the other party and cut off his head with a sword.

Wipe away the remaining Taoist rhyme.

Tiancanmen, death is not a pity.

(End of this chapter)