northernbook Chapter 1087: Chaotic Dance
Chapter 1087: Chaotic Dance
Jiang Yantian saw that she kowtowed so naturally.
I couldn't help but nod: "Okay, I can tell you're promising. Keep kowtowing!"
Ling Jun was secretly delighted.
As expected, resistance is futile; only compromise works.
She was now grasping at a straw, and started kowtowing incessantly.
"Welcome to His Majesty the Demon Emperor..."
Ling Jun clacked his fingers.
On the contrary, Ling Yuan, who was far away, was furious when he saw Ling Jun's appearance.
As a daughter of the Ling family, how could she kneel down and kowtow to beg for forgiveness?
That's incredibly stupid.
If this trick works, he'll go and kowtow to it immediately.
I guarantee my bows will be even more perfect and beautiful than my daughter's.
Thinking about it, he suddenly realized that it seemed to actually work.
Jiang Yantian looked quite satisfied and even nodded, a smile on his face.
Why didn't it work when I tried it before?
Could it be that the tapping wasn't done correctly?
Ling Jun's kowtowing was actually quite standard.
Looking at Ling Jun at this moment, Ling Ruowei felt an indescribable sense of sarcasm.
There was a time when, when I was being hunted down, the person in front of me would demand that I kowtow and beg for mercy before they would let me go.
Unfortunately, her plan back then backfired.
He chose to sever his cultivation.
"Ling Jun, you probably never imagined you'd end up like this."
Ling Ruowei spoke slowly.
Ling Jun trembled as he kowtowed.
But she was hesitant to respond.
Now, she is nothing more than an ant, a prisoner, at the mercy of others.
In order to survive, they did not hesitate to kneel and kowtow.
But if she chooses to respond to Ling Ruowei, it will reignite her old hatred.
He might end up killing himself.
"Madam!" Jiang Yantian's lips curled into a cold smile.
Her voice carried a chilling, penetrating quality: "Her ignoring you like this... perhaps... is because she's resentful?"
He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, as if he were enjoying something amusing.
Ling Ruowei's cool gaze swept over the young lady of the Qingxuan Realm who had once regarded her as dust.
At this moment, however, he was as humble as a lamb to the slaughter.
She picked up her teacup and took a graceful sip.
The tea reflected in her calm, expressionless eyes.
"What my husband says is very true."
Her voice was calm and still, devoid of any emotion, yet it carried an invisible weight.
"She's the most noble and unparalleled young lady in the Qingxuan Realm..."
Ling Ruowei put down her teacup and lightly traced her fingertips across the table.
"Her inherent pride is ingrained in her very bones."
"How could my words possibly reach her ears, given that I am someone who is like dust in her eyes?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Ruowei flipped her wrist.
The movements were fluid and natural, without a trace of artifice.
A long sword, entirely black and with an ancient design, appeared out of thin air in her hand.
This is not the sword she used to carry.
This is just an ordinary, even somewhat crude, weapon.
The sword shattered after it saved her for the last time.
From then on, she couldn't even hold a sword properly.
Even the most basic sword control technique is difficult to maintain.
But at the moment.
When her fingertips touched the cold hilt of the sword.
A strange feeling welled up inside me.
There was no deep-seated hatred driving them, no burning flames of revenge.
There is only a kind of indifference that comes from seeing through everything.
That was the pain and incompleteness that once bound her inner demons, like shackles.
Surprisingly, this apparent indifference has softened my stance!
"Buzz!"
A very faint sword sound emanated from the dark scabbard!
The sound pierced clearly through the chaotic fighting and roaring below, and entered Ling Jun's ears with perfect precision!
Ling Jun, who was frantically kowtowing, suddenly froze!
Frozen in an invisible ice!
The excruciating pain in his forehead, the humiliation and fear in his heart, were instantly overwhelmed by a wave of icy cold!
Cold sweat poured down her pale face and neck like a waterfall!
She dared not raise her head, nor stop kowtowing.
But my heart was gripped by an unprecedented sense of despair!
really!!!
next second!
Ling Ruowei moved.
She did not get up.
He simply flicked his wrist, which was holding that dark longsword, with extreme casualness!
The movement was so light and effortless, as if brushing dust off a sleeve!
"Whoosh!!!"
The longsword, however, emitted a buzzing sound.
A terrifying force slashed down towards Ling Jun's right arm.
Incredibly fast!
Speed beyond perception!
Ling Jun only felt a cold, sharp wind brush against his shoulder!
Her mind hadn't even had time to send out a warning signal!
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught only a fleeting glimpse of a cold light distorted by the passing shadows!
"Pfft!!!"
A very slight tearing or cutting sound rang out!
Immediately afterwards!
An arm wrapped in tattered, luxurious sleeves, still warm from body heat.
It drew a poignant yet fleeting arc.
It's separated from her body!
"what!!!"
Ling Jun lost his balance and fell.
The remaining intact eye's pupil instantly dilated to its maximum size.
It was filled with pain that pushed the limits and disbelief!
She watched helplessly as her arm flew off her body!
Looking at the scalding blood gushing out from the cut like a fountain.
It instantly stained her pure white skirt red!
A surge of intense pain instantly overwhelmed all her consciousness!
Unable to maintain that humble kneeling position any longer, she screamed and convulsed.
He collapsed heavily!
Blood spread rapidly.
"what!!!"
"elder sister!!"
With her last remaining strength, she let out a blood-curdling scream.
His voice trembled violently with pain and disbelief: "I've already begged for mercy!"
"I'm already kowtowing! Why? Why are you still attacking me?"
She was suspended in the sky, held up by a force, unable to fall.
All they could do was struggle to look up at that figure, who resembled an ice goddess.
She genuinely believed it.
At least until the Demon Emperor makes his statement, and until the Qingxuan Realm is completely destroyed.
After all, she had so humbly kowtowed and begged for mercy!
Ling Ruowei is so ruthless!
So heartless!
They don't care about any past relationship or any shred of pity!
"You're really shameless, you even know how to call me 'sister'?"
A chillingly mocking smile suddenly bloomed on Ling Ruowei's cold face!
"Oh......"
A cold snort, utterly contemptuous, pierced Ling Jun's eardrums.
Ling Ruowei's pure white skirt fluttered and rustled under the demonic clouds, even without wind.
My gaze reflected the pitiful, wriggling figure.
"I'm not the type to hold grudges."
"Once you hold a grudge, you'll have to die!"
The moment the words fell!
Ling Ruowei moved again!
No longer with that lazy demeanor!
The next moment!
"Boom!!!"
The longsword in his hand burst forth with a dazzling, cold light!
No complicated moves!
Only the most primal, most violent, most vengeful, and insane cutting!
"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
One after another, sharp blades, condensed to the point of being tangible, carried endless resentment and chilling killing intent.
Blooming like pear blossoms in a downpour!
It aimed precisely at the limp and convulsing Ling Jun!
On the face!
All exposed skin and flesh!
A lightning-fast sweep!
There was no method, no pattern, only pure and extreme destructive venting!
"what!!!"
"Ugh!!!"
"Spare me... Sister... Spare me... Ah!!!"
Ling Jun's screams were beyond the realm of human beings!
It was a piercing wail, a pain beyond measure, a slow, agonizing agony.
Each shout was louder than the last!
Each scream was more agonizing than the last!
The sounds all became the struggles and screams of vengeful ghosts!
This soul-rending scream.
It even drowned out the deafening sounds of battle and the roars of ferocious beasts from the battlefield!
Her body was writhing violently in the pool of blood!
bounce.
Every time the sword's edge flashed by!
They all brought with them a spray of scalding hot blood and a patch of torn and ripped flesh!
The gorgeous dresses have long since been reduced to blood-stained rags!
"Wow, this is pretty interesting..." Jiang Yantian didn't want to look.
It tore her clothes to shreds.