Chapter 110 Palace Master, Let Me Kill Him
Jiang Yu seemed to be above the ten thousand Daos, like a celestial maiden appearing in the void, bathed in endless divine light. Her every move was followed by countless laws, and her divine abilities were immeasurable.
She blasted Li Qingshan apart again and again.
The divine sun shone down alone, and Li Qingshan's physical body could no longer reform. His divine soul twisted as it was burned.
"You..."
Li Qingshan looked at Jiang Yu in terror.
He was utterly beaten, his initial confidence turning into despair and horror.
They were both in the Saint Realm, and he was even a half-step Divine Fire Realm, having comprehended the mysteries of the Divine Fire Realm and capable of breaking through at any moment.
Furthermore, he was a sword cultivator, his combat power far surpassing that of an ordinary peak Saint.
As powerful as he was, he was actually beaten without any ability to fight back?
"A heart demon, it must be a heart demon..." he roared, unable to accept this result.
Jiang Yu was simply too terrifyingly unfathomable, making it all feel unreal to him.
"Tsk tsk, how miserable. He's been beaten to the point of hallucinations." Gu Qing sighed to himself. As expected of the ultimate powerhouse who had lived for seventeen ages.
Outsiders only knew she was on the ninth level, but little did they know she was in outer space.
"Ancestor..."
The members of the Li Family were pale as paper, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Their ancestor had descended like a savior, with boundless divine might and unparalleled dominance.
They thought he would turn the tables against the odds, lead the Li Family to rise, kill Luo Li, take back everything they had lost, and dominate the vast continent.
However, they never would have imagined.
Their ancestor was so fragile, as weak as an ant in Jiang Yu's hands.
What was to become of their Li Family?
"How could this be..."
Li Ping'an's once-straight waist now bent slightly, his body trembling uncontrollably.
She could easily destroy a Saint's artifact. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
His unwavering belief in his own invincibility now crumbled to dust.
Because even if he were ten or a hundred times stronger, he still wouldn't be able to destroy an artifact of the same realm.
Looking at his ancestor, who was about to fall, he instantly came back to his senses.
"That's right, Master, help me quickly. My ancestor cannot be allowed to fall."
Because he knew very well that if his ancestor fell, then the Li Family, and he himself, would undoubtedly die.
"Huh? Master? Where is my sword?"
Li Ping'an was horrified, his eyes filled with panic as he frantically felt around his back.
The Sword God was his greatest reliance, not only helping him kill enemies but also guiding his cultivation, pointing out opportunities for him to seize, and helping him escape from desperate situations.
Without the Sword God, how could he take his revenge?
"What are you looking for?"
Gu Qing and Luo Li descended together, their gazes fixed on the panicked Li Ping'an with playful expressions.
"You..."
Li Ping'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
"Why are you retreating? Weren't you going to demand blood for blood?"
Luo Li's smile was cold as she held her long spear, her skirt fluttering. A chilling killing intent emanated from her, making her seem like a peerless goddess of war.
A mere ant, a cripple, daring to provoke her again and again. Truly incomprehensible.
"Luo Li, are you afraid?"
Li Ping'an took a deep breath, enduring the terrifying assault of killing intent, and said with feigned disdain.
The more critical the situation, the less he could panic.
Begging for mercy would definitely be useless; Luo Li would never let him go.
Perhaps if he could stir Luo Li's anger, he might have a sliver of a chance to survive.
As long as he had time, he was absolutely confident he could surpass Luo Li.
"Afraid? You're on the verge of death, and you still want to play mind games with me?"
"Kneel before me."
Luo Li pressed her aura down on Li Ping'an. She wanted to see just how hard his bones were.
With a boom, a vast and mighty power descended upon Li Ping'an. He felt as if he were carrying a divine mountain on his back.
"Spurt!"
"Crack!"
"No..."
Li Ping'an cried out in horror, his body being squeezed until it split apart, his bones shattering.
He gritted his teeth so hard that blood gushed from his gums, his eyes nearly splitting from their sockets, determined not to kneel.
"Stop."
Li Hong rushed out from the crowd.
"You old cripple, you kneel too."
"Thud!"
Li Hong was pressed to the ground at Li Ping'an's feet. The cripple father and son, one prostrate and one standing, were drenched in blood that splashed all over Li Hong's face.
"Luo Li, why are you so vicious? I hate this..." Li Hong was filled with hatred. He hated himself for being possessed back then, harming himself and his family.
"Shut up."
Hearing Li Hong's words made her feel sick. Luo Li couldn't bear it anymore. With a flick of her hand, the Phoenix Nirvana Spear pierced through his chest, and raging flames burned.
Before his death, Li Hong experienced the pain of his divine soul being burned.
"Leave this one to me."
Gu Qing stopped Luo Li, looked Li Ping'an up and down, and asked curiously, "Why do you wear hemp clothes and straw shoes? Are spirit artifact clothes uncomfortable to wear?"
"..."
"None of your business."
Li Ping'an felt ashamed, squeezing these four words out from between his teeth, his gaze full of venom as he looked at Gu Qing.
"You cripple, why haven't you knelt to apologize to the two noble guests? Do you want to cause our deaths?"
Before Gu Qing could speak, the members of the Li Family shouted angrily, their eyes wishing they could devour Li Ping'an alive.
It was all this father and son's fault.
Li Hong and Li Ping'an were simply the scourges of the Li Family.
One emptied the family's coffers, overestimating his own ability to provoke Luo Li.
The other, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, arrogantly and ignorantly provoked Jiang Yu.
Now it was all over. The ancestor was about to die.
The Li Family was about to be destroyed along with him.
"You all..."
Li Ping'an was furious, but at the same time, he felt a wave of desolation.
For whose sake had he done all this?
Wasn't it all to get revenge for the family?
And now they were shifting all the blame onto him and even forcing him to kneel before his enemies.
Looking at the familiar yet strange faces, Li Ping'an felt a chill in his heart.
The elders who used to show him so much concern finally revealed their true colors in the face of disaster.
Every single one of them was greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Hahaha, a bunch of cowards who fear death. You want me to bow and scrape? Dream on."
"Since you have been unrighteous, don't blame me for being unjust. Today, I, Li Ping'an, will sever all ties with you."
Li Ping'an laughed loudly, his eyes full of sarcasm.
These people would never know what they had missed.
As long as he could escape this calamity, he would surely soar to the heavens, making these people unable to reach him.
Moreover, did they think that kneeling and begging for mercy would make Luo Li spare the Li Family? How naive.
"Good, good, good, since you said it..."
The Li Family members were overjoyed and immediately knelt down towards Gu Qing, but before they could speak, Ji Ning, with a single thought, wiped them all out.
A mist of blood scattered, drenching Li Ping'an. His pupils shrank suddenly.
But he still stood straight, trying his best to calm himself down, meeting Gu Qing's gaze.
"Are you afraid?" he said, forcing himself to sound tough, his divine sense locking onto the Great Teleportation Talisman inside his storage ring.
If anything was amiss, he would immediately flee.
But... would a talisman be of any use before a Saint?
Li Ping'an's heart was filled with unease.
How he wished that Gu Qing, in a fit of rage, would agree to his bet.
"Heh!"
Looking at Li Ping'an, who still stood tall and unyielding, Gu Qing let out a cold laugh.
A cripple trying to act tough, still putting on a show when he was on the verge of death. Then let him act all the way into the dirt.
With a single thought, a vast and mighty power suddenly suppressed him, directly crushing Li Ping'an into a puddle of mud, rotting in the soil.
"No..."
Li Ping'an's divine soul twisted. Looking at his own pulpy remains, he was finally, completely terrified.
What was even more terrifying was that Gu Qing was still burning him with fire. It was too painful.
"I am not willing..." Li Ping'an roared. He had unparalleled talent and a heaven-defying great opportunity. As long as he had time, he would surely soar to the heavens.
Regret.
Li Ping'an was filled with immense regret.
If he had known that Jiang Yu of the Star Temple was so terrifying, he should not have tried to be a hero. If he had just obediently sworn the oath, he would not have died.
It was only at this moment that he finally understood a truth: the world was one of the weak falling prey to the strong, where the strong were revered.
If he could do it all over again...
Luo Li quickly scanned his memories, retrieving a heaven-defying divine art, the "Xuan Tian Sword Art."
This was an art that drew upon the nine heavens' profound qi to forge an unparalleled sword body.
It had no aptitude requirements; even a crippled body could cultivate it.
However, to have the body cleansed by the Xuan Tian Sword Qi was a process more excruciating than death by a thousand cuts, causing unbearable pain.
An ordinary person might not be able to endure it.
Gu Qing also used the Reincarnation God Eye to scan Li Ping'an's memories, imprinting his techniques and divine abilities.
He would hand the unimportant ones over to the Star Temple, planning to keep the Xuan Tian Sword Art for himself.
After doing all this, Gu Qing glanced at the system, a look of joy appearing on his face.
Although Li Ping'an only had two hundred thousand luck points, given that he was a favored son of heaven, the treasures from the lottery draw would absolutely be extremely precious.
Draw the lottery again when I get back... Gu Qing suppressed his thoughts, looked up at the sky, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Palace Master, let me kill him..."
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