novelraw Chapter 574 - 265: Why Don’t You Kill Yourself? It Would Be More Dignified!
Chapter 574 - 265: Why Don’t You Kill Yourself? It Would Be More Dignified!
All the frenzied attacks, all the dazzling brilliance unleashed by the Divine Armament...
At the instant this withered hand was raised, it was as if it collided with an invisible, insurmountable wall of sighs.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Rumble——!!!
Deafening explosions rang out madly within the Eternal Night Territory!
The golden light of Shikong shattered inch by inch like fragile glaze.
The myriad sword qi of Liu Hanyan vanished in an instant, like waves crashing against a reef.
The other members’ attacks disintegrated like bubbles before this invisible might...
Fifteen people exerted their full strength, a joint strike powerful enough to destroy a city!
Yet, Jiang Taixuan merely raised a hand seemingly casually...
Effortlessly...
Blocked it all!!!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
A powerful force of resilience surged back through the connection of the attacks.
Shikong groaned, the golden light on the Buddha Staff dimmed for a moment, and his body swayed slightly.
Liu Hanyan’s face turned pale, and the Golden Sword in her hand buzzed and trembled.
Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and the others also struggled with fluctuating qi blood and looked grim, shock filling their eyes.
Is this what a Martial Saint is?
Even if decayed, even if weak, even if close to death.
The absolute gap in the level of life remained an insurmountable chasm.
Merely raising a hand was enough to block all attacks.
Fang Qingyu’s expression, however, remained exceptionally calm.
He never thought this sneak attack could inflict any harm on Jiang Taixuan.
Let alone kill him.
The aftermath of the attack slowly subsided within the Eternal Night Territory.
The thick darkness continued to cloak that area.
Jiang Taixuan slowly lowered his hand, as if simply dusting off.
Through the darkness, his gaze seemed to pierce through space, once again falling on Fang Qingyu.
That gaze was frighteningly calm, carrying a weariness of penetrating worldly affairs and a hint of... scrutiny from above.
"Cough, cough..." he coughed lightly twice, his voice dry and hoarse, like an old bellows, "You... are that Fang Qingyu, right?"
The voice was not loud, yet it penetrated the darkness clearly, echoing in everyone’s ears.
Fang Qingyu slowly straightened his body, suppressing the churning qi blood.
The vertical pupils of melted gold burned with a cold flame in the darkness, calmly meeting that gaze.
"That’s me."
"Heh..."
Jiang Taixuan let out an ambiguously meaningful chuckle, the laughter filled with complex emotions: sarcasm, sorrow, and a hint of understanding.
"You should... be quite aware of what I’ve done."
He paused, his turbid gaze sweeping over the thick darkness around, as if he could "see" every young face hidden within, filled with murderous intent.
"Why not..." Jiang Taixuan’s voice carried a sense of calm, "You take your people and retreat now? I can pretend nothing happened."
He slightly raised his withered finger, pointing towards the chaotic altar deep within the ice cave, his voice carrying a subtle temptation: "Or... you could be like them, competing for the opportunity within that relic. I promise, I won’t stop you, even... I can give you a true blessing."
"How about it?"
This sudden "persuasion to surrender" made the people in the dark pause slightly.
However, Fang Qingyu’s face showed no fluctuation, only a cold indifference.
Facing Jiang Taixuan’s gaze, his voice rang out clearly, as calm as stating a simple fact:
"You should be clear about what you’ve done."
"Why not..."
Fang Qingyu paused, the cold light in his molten gold vertical pupils surged, each word piercing like an ice cone:
"Kill yourself?"
"That way... it’s more dignified."
"..."
Silence.
An absolute silence engulfed the Eternal Night Territory inside and out.
It was as if even the air froze.
Jiang Taixuan’s body stiffened abruptly upon hearing the words ’kill yourself’ and ’dignified’.
The hunched figure seemed to straighten for a moment.
A cold, murderous intent, indescribable in words, radiated from his withered body like a tangible cold current, causing the Eternal Night Territory around to ripple!
"Heh... hehehe..."
A deep, hoarse laugh filled with endless desolation and absurdity squeezed out from Jiang Taixuan’s throat.
He laughed so hard his shoulders trembled slightly, as if hearing the most ridiculous joke in the world.
Laughing and laughing, the laughter suddenly turned into a violent cough.
"Cough, cough, cough... splutter!"
A sludgy, dark red liquid, as viscous as dirty blood, was coughed out, splattering onto the cold ice beneath his feet.
He raised his withered hand and, with the same withered sleeve, very slowly and meticulously wiped away the residual filthy blood from the corner of his mouth.
The movement carried a heart-palpitating focus.
As if performing an extremely important task.
When he lifted his head again, the desolation and absurdity in those turbid eyes had vanished completely.
Only a ferocity and bitterness remained, like a wounded beast whose dignity had been thoroughly trampled!
He stared intently in the direction of Fang Qingyu, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
His voice was hoarse, carrying a bone-chilling coldness:
"I knew... I knew this time out, they couldn’t resist acting against an old man like me."
"But..."
Jiang Taixuan’s voice suddenly elevated, filled with hysterical anger and resentment:
"I never expected!!"
"That they would send you lot... a bunch of Tier Two kids!!!"
His withered finger abruptly pointed towards Fang Qingyu, trembling violently with unchecked rage:
"Hung! Old! Dog!!!"
These three words were filled with overwhelming hatred.
"He really... never saw me as anything!!!"
Fang Qingyu listened to Jiang Taixuan’s outburst filled with bitterness and resentment.