Volume 7: The Great War Chapter 1 How Can I Break Up With You
In the blink of an eye, it is already summer.
The continent of the Void Underworld must already be swaying with greenery, a profusion of flowers, and the heat of summer is gradually setting in. Yet, even in the Forest of Rebirth, a hint of spring's coolness still lingers. Just the right amount, a faint trace, lingering by, halfway between departure and departure, vanishing at noon, only to reappear like a playful child in the morning and evening, slipping through thin clothing into arms and chests, bringing a refreshing comfort.
Unfortunately, the man who rose before daybreak to practice swordplay every day had no time to enjoy this refreshing moment. His usually smiling face was now shrouded in a faint gloom, and the emerald green sword in his hand was filled with murderous intent.
A sword comes from the west, and the world bows!
The sword breaks the sky, and the world loses its color!
The lightest and most spiritual, extremely lonely and cold!
This is the "Bi Luo Sword Technique" passed down by Xuan Yue!
He is as swift as Yi shooting down the nine suns, and as agile as the emperors riding dragons.
It comes like thunder and ends like the clear light of the river and the sea.
No matter who it is, seeing the beauty of this sword technique, they can only express such emotion.
It's a pity that the person who practices sword nowadays can only comprehend one tenth or one twelveth of this sword technique, and cannot bring out the best level of this amazing sword technique.
Not enough, not enough! If she wanted to deal with the Demon Lord Yanyue with this level, it would not be enough! Ying Lili told herself over and over again in her heart that she had seen the level of the four Shuras before. With her current strength, she had no chance of winning against the Demon Lord, even the Mo Dao Shura and the Bai Dao Shura!
However, although she has tried her utmost, sleeping only a few hours a day and spending all the rest of her time practicing sword skills, and even dreaming about understanding this sword technique, she still cannot comprehend the essence of this sword technique. Although she can now barely use this sword technique under Zhuo Ao's guidance, if she wants to practice it to perfection and be able to compete with the Demon Lord Yan Yue or challenge the demon clan, then she is still a long way off!
It has been more than a month since Mo Yi was taken away by the demons. Previously, under the protection of Zhuo Ao, Gong Lili and others barely managed to save their lives from the three Shuras of the demon clan. Although You Lan was seriously injured, he had taught the suturing technique to Wei Xingying without reservation, which accidentally saved his own life.
"What are you going to do to save him? With your mediocre skills, nine lives wouldn't be enough to pay!"
Although it was cruel, Zhuo Ao told the truth without hesitation. After weighing the pros and cons again and again, Ying Lili finally suppressed the grief in her heart and begged Zhuo Ao to help her comprehend Xuan Yue's "Bi Luo Sword Technique". Ying Lili had been in this virtual world for more than a year. The experience of more than a year had taught her a lot, including short-term compromise and judging the situation. She was no longer the silly girl who was blindly passionate.
"How many times have I told you to calm down! Calm down! With your troubled state of mind, you won't be able to master this 'Bi Luo Sword Technique' even in a hundred years!" A man in green appeared behind her at some point, his brows furrowed, and he kept shaking his head and scolding.
Yinglili clenched the Biluo Sword in her hand. She wanted to calm down, but the scenes of that day were like a tide, rising and falling in her heart. How could she easily cast them out of her mind? She bit her lower lip tightly, silently preparing to start all over again.
At this moment, another figure rushed in from outside the valley. Ping Lili caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye and hurriedly put away the Biluo Sword in her hand and stepped forward to greet him: "Xingying, how is it? Any news on Mo Yi?!"
Wei Xingying sighed silently, but he didn't know how to tell the cruel news to this woman with a burning expression on her face.
Ying Lili seemed to have anticipated that what he brought was definitely not good news. Her expression suddenly dimmed, but she still clutched his collar tightly. "Don't hide it from me. What news did you find out?"
"As you know, the demons have already obtained all three keys to the Demon Realm. Although for some unknown reason, they haven't completely broken the final seal yet. The million-strong demon army hasn't arrived yet, but the Demon Lord's four great Shuras and twelve demon envoys, those high-ranking demons, have already come out in full force. Our Ruoye clan's Nanhai Imperial City has become the most brutal battlefield. Uncle Long Yu has summoned all the elite Ruoye troops from the Xuming Continent back to the South Sea, ready to fight the demons to the death at any time!"
When Wei Xingying said this, Ying Lili shuddered subconsciously : "What about Long Yu? Is Long Yu's injury serious?"
"I don't know. I didn't find out about Uncle Long Yu's injury when I returned to Yonghui City this time. I'm afraid that he deliberately concealed his injury for fear of shaking the morale of the army." Wei Xingying said this, his brows full of worry.
"Then, what about Mo Yi? Is there any news about Mo Yi?" Ying Lili tightly grasped Wei Xingying's clothes and asked the question she was most looking forward to but also most afraid of in a trembling voice.
"It's said that Demon Lord Nightmare Moon has returned to the Void Realm... Three days ago, he personally led twelve demon envoys to the Wuji Immortal Palace and reportedly killed the Wuji Immortal Palace's headmaster... He then traveled to the Penglai Fairyland and severely injured the Lishan Holy Mother. It's said that the Lishan Holy Mother is almost beyond recovery. Qingluan has already received the tragic news and rushed back to Penglai Fairyland... It's said that both the Wuji Immortal Palace and Penglai Fairyland are in chaos now, leaderless, like a pile of loose sand." Wei Xingying stammered, undoubtedly shattering the last glimmer of hope in Ying Lili's heart. Demon Lord Nightmare Moon, no, Mo Yi, had actually killed the Wuji Immortal Palace's headmaster?! This was such shocking news that even Zhuo Ao, standing beside him , revealed an expression of disbelief. A strange look flashed across Zhuo Ao's face, and he pursed his lips, but in the end, no words came out.
Ying Lili half-opened her mouth, but something stuck in her throat. She could only stand there in a daze, listening to Wei Xingying continue word by word: "He also sent someone to challenge Uncle Long Yu. They agreed to fight to the death on the shores of the South China Sea in three days..." When Wei Xingying said this, Ying Lili's face turned pale. In an instant, her heart was filled with anger, burning her entire chest with a burning pain. Her internal organs seemed to be burned layer by layer, and her flesh and blood were blurred...
Three days later, on the shores of the South China Sea, Mo Yi and Long Yu fought to the death, a fight to the death...
Such news was like a bolt from the blue, shattering her into pieces. It was an almost unbearable blow in her life. The person she loved the most and her only best friend actually wanted to fight to the death?
What this means is that after ten days, one person will inevitably turn into a cold corpse...
No, no! She wouldn't allow it, absolutely not! No one could die, no one could kill the other!
The Biluo Sword in Gong Lili's hand seemed to sense the fluctuating emotions in its owner's chest, and it actually made a low buzzing sound.
Ying Lili turned around and looked at Zhuo Ao firmly: "I'm going to the coast of the South China Sea! I'm going to stop them!"
Zhuo Ao looked at her coldly, his eyes, now calm, yet no emotion could be seen in them. "Have you grasped the essence of this 'Bi Luo Sword Technique'? Or do you think you have another way to deal with Demon Lord Yan Yue?"
"No matter what, I must go. Even if I'm going to die, I have to try. I can't just watch them fight to the death. Neither of them can die!" The veins on the hand holding the Biluo Sword were bulging, and that hand was actually shaking uncontrollably, but she had to go.
At this moment, Wei Xingying beside her pressed her shoulder and said, "Don't be naive. That man is no longer your Mo Yi. He has become the Demon Lord Yanyue! If you appear in front of him, he will kill you without hesitation."
"He will always be Mo Yi! No matter what he becomes! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will save him!" Ping Lili roared hysterically, but not a single tear came out of her dry eyes. Ever since Mo Yi was taken away by the demons, her tears had dried up and she could no longer shed a single tear.
She knew that tears were useless. To win back Mo Yi, she had to rely on her strength, the sword in her hand, and her unwavering will.
"If we want to deal with the demons now, there's only one way." Zhuo Ao pondered for a moment before finally speaking again: "Gather all the forces in the Void Realm to jointly resist the demons, including the now-disorganized Wuji Immortal Palace and Penglai Fairyland. Both have suffered heavy losses from the demons. I believe they should be able to put aside their so-called pride and work together."
Gathering all the forces that can be gathered in the Xuming Realm to assist the Ruoye Clan in resisting the Demon Clan is a feasible method. As long as everyone works together, even if the Demon Clan army invades, there is still a glimmer of hope for survival!
Ying Lili had already taken control of Shamo. It was easy for her to mobilize the power of the Shamo clan to assist the Ruoye clan. She believed that Yan Zheng and the three elder uncles would not object to her. After all, the demons were the common enemy of all races in the Xuming Realm continent, and no one wanted to let the Xuming Realm become the world of the demons.
At this time, the other party in the Xu Ming Realm's three-legged tripod is the Nayu Clan. Mo Yi is not here at this time, and Mo Yi's good friend Yu Cheng is the most authoritative person in the Nayu Clan. Ping Lili believes that this is a matter of Mo Yi's life and death, and Yu Cheng should not ignore it!
So, Yinglili decided immediately to get up and go to Mingsha City!
