The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 415 The Demonic Jade Backlash, Feng Ling Goes Berserk [Part 5]

Thirty miles southwest of the Nine Netherworld Purgatory.

Blood River, near a tributary.

"die!"

A chilling, demonic roar echoed from the direction of the desolate, rocky wasteland.

Immediately afterwards, space distorted, and the entire area near the tributary of the Blood River trembled violently under the influence of the demonic sound.

The heavens and earth trembled violently. Under the influence of weightlessness, the demonized Ji Sheng, who was fleeing at top speed, suddenly lost control and stopped, as if he were stuck in a quagmire.

"Boom——!"

In the distant sky, a sonic boom echoed.

A massive, demonic hand, carrying an unparalleled aura and oppressive force, approached from afar, sweeping across the sky with unstoppable momentum!

Far off, before the demonic hand had even descended, the air currents in the space were suddenly exploded under the pressure and push of the fierce palm wind, forming rings of swirling and raging air bursts that spread and swept outwards.

Amid the shockwave of the explosion, Ji Sheng felt a strong sense of crisis. Like a floating duckweed, she was battered by the wind and rain, yet she clung tightly to a handful of black soil and a magical herb, hesitating and unwilling to let go.

Finally, after a few breaths of hesitation, the howling demonic hand locked onto Ji Sheng's swaying figure, crushing down with overwhelming force.

The overwhelming demonic hand and the frail figure, one large and one small, one tall and one short, created a stark contrast. Ji Sheng's pupils contracted sharply, and a profound sense of powerlessness rose from the depths of his heart—vastness!
Before this vast and overwhelming force of evil, everything seems so small! So pale and powerless!
"Bang!!"

Suddenly, a figure stepped forward without hesitation, pushing Ji Sheng away at the crucial moment when the demonic hand was about to strike, helping her dodge the fatal blow.

However, the figure himself coughed up blood and, like a kite with a broken string, crashed into the pile of pebbles on the bank of the blood river, his fate unknown.

Immediately afterward, the missed attack paused only briefly, without pursuing the figure that dared to show itself in the way, before striking Ji Sheng again.

"Pfft!" Ji Sheng regained his strength to move. He was only slightly grazed by the air wave swirling around the edge of the demonic hand, but he was shaken so badly that his blood and qi churned.

In the end, Ji Sheng resisted with all his might, causing cracks to appear in Qinglan's body, which finally allowed him to completely obliterate the power of the palm strike. "Boom!!" Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the demonic palm gradually dissipated. Beneath the demonic palm, a heavily injured figure, coughing up blood, fell into the pile of pebbles on the bank of the Blood River.

"Qiu Bai, Qiu Bai... wake up! Why? Why are you so foolish?"

Amidst the blood-stained cobblestones, Ji Sheng wept bitterly, holding the dying man in white.

Gugu's blood flowed out, leaving patches of shocking crimson on his white robe.

The crimson light reflected back into the woman with the gold and silver hairpin, causing the demonic energy in her tearful eyes to recede like a tide.

Finally, stimulated by Xiang Qiubai's serious injury and near-death experience while shielding Ji Sheng from a deadly attack, Ji Sheng suddenly woke up from her delusional state.

"Ji Sheng...stop shaking me, it hurts!"

With his bones shattered, Xiang Qiubai gasped in shock. Thankfully, the demonic hand hadn't primarily targeted him, and after striking him, it paused briefly before refraining from continuing its attack. Otherwise, he would likely have been dead.

In fact, ever since Ji Sheng turned into a demon and stole the Resurrection Grass to escape, Xiang Qiubai had been chasing after her.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling was attacked by the Demon Jade, and everyone's attention was focused on Feng Ling, so they did not notice Xiang Qiubai's movements.

"You bastard, you still feel pain? You dared to be so reckless in such a dangerous situation. What am I supposed to do if you die?"

Ji Sheng let out a choked angry cry, and the turbulent blood in her body, due to the excessive fluctuations in her emotions, uncontrollably seeped out from the corner of her mouth.

“Silly girl, how could I bear to see you become obsessed and lose your soul because of me? Besides, what does it matter if I die? Wouldn’t that be perfect for us to become a pair of ghost husband and ghost wife?”

"Pah, who wants to be your ghost husband and ghost wife..." Upon hearing this, Ji Sheng's pretty face flushed slightly, and her jade hand, which was placed on Xiang Qiubai's chest to heal his wounds, trembled slightly, revealing the unease in her heart.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)