Star Martial Soaring Cloud

He took a sudden step forward, his eyes fixed on Feng Rujing, his jealousy almost overflowing: "Because you are the senior brother, because you are too perfect! You are like a blazing sun, radiating boundless light, making everyone else pale in comparison! Not only are your cultivation profound, but you are also upright, kind, and caring towards every junior brother and sister, loyal to the sect, and even your appearance is so handsome and extraordinary, with an outstanding demeanor!"

"Your fellow disciples respect and admire you, and are all willing to follow you and obey your orders; the elders of the sect value and appreciate you, regarding you as the future hope of the Arctic Immortal Palace, and giving you priority access to all the best resources!"

Lin Shisan's voice grew increasingly hysterical: "And what about me? I worked just as hard, just as desperately, but what did I get in return? A mere glance from my seniors! They would always say, 'Lin Shisan, you should learn more from your senior brother!'"

"I've had enough! I've really had enough!" Lin Shisan roared, his face contorted in extreme pain. "I don't want to be your shadow anymore, I don't want to be your foil anymore, I don't want to live in your shadow anymore! I want to be the sun too, but as long as you're here, I can never become the sun! As long as you're here, I'll always be that insignificant Lin Shisan!"

"Therefore, I must kill you!" Lin Shisan's eyes became incredibly resolute, filled with a ruthless determination. "Only by killing you can I rid myself of you, erase that shame, become a true chosen one of heaven, and make everyone remember me, Lin Shisan! I came to Demon Island with only one purpose: to eliminate you! I've been planning this for a long time, waiting for this opportunity!"

He glanced down at the still-beating heart in his hand, a morbid curiosity on his face, a sinister smile playing on his lips: "I've always wanted to know why you're so perfect. I've always wanted to dig out your heart myself, to see if it's different from ours, to see what this heart is made of to make you so flawless!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, which was clasped in his palm, and examined it closely.

The heart pounded violently in his palm, each beat releasing a torrent of blood that dripped through his fingers.

"So, it's nothing special after all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly tightened his grip with his five fingers.

"Bang!"

The heart exploded in his hand, turning into a cloud of blood mist that splattered on his face and slid down his cheeks.

He didn't wipe it; he just laughed loudly, a laugh that was both incredibly bright and incredibly ferocious.

Wang Xiao stood there, feeling ice-cold all over, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He had seen ferocious monsters, ruthless cultivators, and merciless demons, but he had never seen anyone as cruel, insane, and twisted as Lin Shisan.

He was like a demon from hell, devoid of humanity and warmth, possessing only deep-seated jealousy and resentment, and utter cruelty and ruthlessness.

At this moment, Wang Xiao finally understood what a true demon was.

Hell is empty, demons roam the earth, and Lin Shisan is the most terrifying demon.

Lin Shisan released his grip, letting the bits of flesh and blood drip from his palm. He raised his head and looked at Feng Rujing. The madness and resentment on his face faded slightly, replaced by a sense of relief and a hint of morbid satisfaction.

His voice was a little hoarse, but carried a relieved smile: "Senior Brother, I had no choice. You have become my inner demon, the greatest obstacle on my path of cultivation. I cannot rest easy until you are eliminated!"

"Do you know how I've spent these past twenty days since we arrived on the island?" Lin Shisan's eyes were unfocused, as if he were lost in painful memories. "I've been suffering every day, waiting for an opportunity. Watching you surrounded by your junior brothers, watching you calmly handle every crisis, watching you remain so perfect, so dazzling, I just wanted to rush up and kill you!"

"Today, I've finally waited for this!"

"Hahaha...hahahaha..." Lin Shisan threw his head back and let out a maniacal laugh. The laughter echoed through the valley, filled with the pleasure of revenge, the relief of liberation, and a twisted madness. "Now, I have finally killed you! Feng Rujing, you are finally dead! From now on, no one can suppress me anymore! From now on, of the Twin Beauties of the North Pole, only I, Lin Shisan, remain! From now on, I am the pride of the North Pole Immortal Palace, the only chosen one of heaven!"

His laughter was arrogant and shrill, sounding particularly ferocious and terrifying in the silent valley.

Feng Rujing was on the verge of death. His body leaned limply against Lin Shisan. Blood was still gushing from the wound on his chest, and his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of color.

His once clear and deep eyes became increasingly unfocused, yet there was no hatred or resentment on his face; instead, a slow smile appeared.

The smile was faint and gentle, like a spring breeze or moonlight, carrying a hint of relief, a hint of reassurance, and even a hint of joy at the removal of his junior brother's inner demons.

It was as if being killed by his most trusted junior brother was not a painful thing, but rather a kind of relief, a kind of fulfillment.

He looked at Lin Shisan, his lips trembling slightly. With his last ounce of strength, his voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, yet it carried a tender expectation: "Is that so? Then... then I'm truly sorry. Junior brother... I... I didn't know my existence... would cause you so much pain. I'm sorry. From now on, the Arctic Immortal Palace... is in your care..."

After saying this, the light in Feng Rujing's eyes went out completely. His head slowly drooped down, but the smile on his face remained frozen there, gentle and peaceful, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep and would never wake up again.

Wang Xiao stood there, watching this scene, her heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, a sharp pain shooting through her.

He was not a sentimental person. Since coming down the mountain, he had been constantly engaged in battles and had long been accustomed to life and death. But at this moment, he couldn't help but be moved.

Undeniably, Feng Rujing is an extremely charismatic person.

He possessed profound cultivation yet was not arrogant; he was kind and loyal, with the dignity of a strongman and the gentleness of an elder brother.

Even just moments before, this person was his enemy, an opponent he had to face. But now, Wang Xiao felt no relief, only endless regret and sighs.

Such a perfect person, such a strong and loyal individual, died just like that.

He died at the hands of his most trusted junior brother, a death so tragic, yet so serene.

Feng Rujing, one of the strongest on Demon Island, the senior disciple of the Arctic Immortal Palace, and known as the leader of the "Twin Heroes of the Arctic," fell silently in this secluded valley, killed by his fellow disciple.

The wind picked up the moment Feng Rujing closed her eyes.

If the wind comes, can the rain be far behind?