Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

The reinforcement fleet tore through the void and sped forward.

The five heroes of Yunshang were aboard a warship, and the atmosphere was unusually oppressive.

Four pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on the same person.

Jingliu sat in the passenger seat, holding that familiar sword, without saying a word.

It's too quiet.

So quiet that it was as if the people sitting there were not living people, but soulless automatons.

Her eyes rarely blinked, and there was no longer any familiar light in them, only a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

There was no ripple, no vitality, only a heartbreaking lack of light.

Jingyuan looked at his master's profile, hesitating to speak.

As a disciple, he was more perceptive than the others and noticed early on that there was a complex and unspeakable emotional entanglement between his master and grandmaster.

Something must have happened between her and her master last night to have turned out this way.

On one side is his beloved grandmaster, and on the other is his master, whose kindness is as heavy as a mountain.

The intricacies involved are beyond the comprehension of a junior like him.

In the end, all the words Jingyuan had in his heart turned into a helpless sigh.

……

"kill!"

Amidst deafening battle cries, the Luofu reinforcements descended like divine soldiers, fiercely penetrating the heart of the Fengrao allied forces besieging Yuque.

Jingliu did not leave the battle formation, taking the lead, yet he seemed to be detached from the entire battlefield.

Almost no one could see the trajectory of her attack.

A series of cold, sharp sword lights flashed through the enemy ranks, as large numbers of monstrous creatures fell silently.

The moment the sword energy touched the flesh, the extreme low temperature completely froze all life.

The ice spread, leaving behind only crystal-clear sculptures of death.

The killings were devoid of any anger, exuding a chilling ruthlessness and indifference.

It was as if she was not killing enemies, or even living beings, but some kind of pain that she herself could not bear.

The battle raged on for an unknown period of time, until finally a gap was torn in the enemy fleet that blotted out the sky.

A terrifying sense of oppression followed, causing everyone to unconsciously look up.

A dark red planet composed of countless writhing flesh and blood is pressing heavily on the dome of the Jade Palace Immortal Ship.

This was precisely the target of the Luofu reinforcements' mission: the living constellation, the Jidu Mirage.

The strikingly similar scene awakened a nightmare deep within Jingliu's memories.

A thousand years ago, the Crimson Demon Star brought her despair, devouring everything she had, including her homeland, Cangcheng.

It was that calamity that pushed her to the starting point of another path of despair.

"Proceed according to plan."

Jingyuan's voice came through the communication channel.

The mirror flow terminates the memory.

Human emotions vanished from his eyes, replaced by a pure and terrifying murderous intent.

With a thunderous clang, she rode her sword straight into the sky, resolutely crashing into that demonic star filled with blood and stench.

The surface of the Jidu Mirage has no mountains or rivers, only constantly writhing flesh, tentacles, and countless monstrous creatures.

Jingliu was surrounded as soon as she landed, but that was exactly what she wanted.

Kill, kill...kill—

As long as she kept wielding her sword and as long as there were enemies before her, she didn't need to think about the shattered jade scattered on the ground or the merciless verdict.

She wanted to become completely the sword, to merge with the sword, to become a weapon existing solely for the purpose of killing evil creatures.

The battle was so fierce that time had long since been lost.

Perhaps six months or a year will pass, but life is slipping away every moment.

In this inferno, the Mirror Stream's slaughter never ceased.

At some point, she abandoned all defenses.

No matter how severe the injury—whether it's being torn apart by claws, having flesh pierced by venomous fangs, losing limbs, or having one's body ripped apart—the wounds will heal instantly in the next second, and one will feel no pain whatsoever.

That regeneration speed even surpassed that of the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord, who possessed immortal power.

"this……"

Danfeng, who was in charge of providing support from the perimeter, witnessed this scene and was shocked.

Known as one of the Five Heroes of the Clouds, he had never seen Jing Liu injured in all these years, nor had he ever imagined that her regenerative power was more like a monster than a monster itself.

How did they manage to avoid any trace of demonic influence?

"Don't worry about me."

Jingliu swung his sword, slicing off the heads of dozens of giant beasts in front of him, his voice cold and clear:

"Go help Jingyuan and the others. Leave the bastards here to me."

After a moment's hesitation, Danfeng chose to trust his comrade and immediately transformed into a blue dragon shadow, burrowing into the ground to catch up with Jingyuan's squad, who were carrying out a demolition mission.

The mission of the Vidyadharas is simple: to protect the Cloud Cavalry with the Cloud Chanting Technique and resist the erosion of the flesh and blood of the Jidu Mirage.

Without the fear of harming his comrades, Jingliu seemed to have gone completely mad.

She no longer suppressed the surging power within her body; her sword intent burst forth, condensing into a giant, cold moon high in the sky.

Where the moonlight shone, a chilling aura filled the air. Countless crazed, bloodthirsty monsters trembled under this oppressive force emanating from the depths of their souls, their fighting spirit greatly diminished.

Jingliu swept his longsword horizontally, unleashing a crescent-shaped sword aura ten thousand feet long that swept across the earth like a razor.

Pfft, pfft—

Countless bottomless cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the Jidu Mirage.

The living planet emitted a muffled wail, its flesh churning as if it were being slowly tortured to death.

Meanwhile, the battlefield of the main ship of the Immortal Ship was also a scene of carnage.

Yao Qing and Zhu Ming's reinforcements arrived and assisted Yu Que in desperately resisting the seemingly endless Feng Rao coalition.

The wreckage of the starship and the remains of the monstrous creatures fell like raindrops. On this cruel battlefield, life was less than grass, and was harvested faster than wheat falling in a field.

The battle that transcends the concept of time has never ceased; the mirage of Jidu still hangs above the Jade Palace, slowly descending.

The enormous shadow was like a countdown to death; once the two came into contact, Jade Palace would surely follow in the footsteps of Cang City.

Just as the Jidu Mirage was about to fall and despair was about to engulf everyone, a beam of moonlight capable of freezing even the stars suddenly pierced the dark red sky without warning.

The moon's rays, stretching across the starry sky, actually shaved off one-third of the volume of the Jidu Mirage!

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar came from underground.

One after another, azure dragons formed from the vast ocean broke through the flattened ground, carrying the cloud cavalry led by Jing Yuan and others into the sky.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Jing Yuan roared at the top of his lungs.

With all the Luofu reinforcements withdrawing, a violent chain reaction erupted inside the Jidu Mirage.

The earth's surface churned with blood and flesh, forming countless volcanic vents that exploded with a deafening roar. What spewed out was not lava, but crimson fire powerful enough to incinerate all the evil creatures.

The raging flames quickly engulfed the Jidu mirage, and the dazzling firelight almost illuminated the entire Jade Palace.

"Waaah—"

The mirage of Ketu emitted a continuous, mournful wail, its enormous body gradually losing its vitality. After a few minutes, it stopped falling and became a still-burning dead star.

High in the sky, Jingliu swung his sword once more!

The continents cracked, and spiderweb-like fissures spread as the Death Star retreated rapidly and crashed into the vast sea of ​​stars.

With the biggest threat eliminated, the previously demoralized Yunqi Army's fighting spirit soared, and they sounded the horn for a counterattack.

"Kill all these bastards!!!"

……

After paying a heavy price, the Cloud Cavalry finally defended the Jade Palace.

The five heroes of the Cloud Kingdom reunite.

Except for Jingliu, who remained expressionless and exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, the other four people all wore smiles of relief after surviving a disaster.

"Jingliu, are you alright?" Bai Heng asked with some concern.

"It's alright."

Jingliu replied with two words indifferently, unwilling to say more.

Just when everyone thought they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, an urgent battle report from Luofu struck like a bolt from the blue, shattering everyone's smiles.

"The Envoy of Abundance has suddenly appeared! Leading an allied army of unknown monstrous creatures in a surprise attack on Luofu!"

Jingliu suddenly raised his head, his usually stagnant eyes now filled with intense emotion.