The grip on his neck grew tighter and tighter.
Zhang Mingyuan felt his neck bones creak under the unbearable strain.
The physical body of a Mahayana Stage cultivator was as fragile as paper before the laws of a Heavenly Immortal.
“Fairy Su! Show mercy!”
A white figure rushed over in a frantic hurry.
The fly-whisk in Lingxuzi's hand was nearly flying out as he braved the terrifying pressure of the Immortal Dao, forcing his way next to the two of them.
“Fairy Su, let's talk this out!”
Sweat poured down Lingxuzi's face from anxiety. “Old Zhang is usually a bit mouthy and acts ridiculously, but there's no deep-seated hatred between you two after all!”
“If you're angry, punish him severely. Even ruining half his cultivation is fine, but there's really no need to drive him to a dead end!”
Hearing the words “no deep-seated hatred,” Su Jinxue's emotionless crimson eyes suddenly snapped toward him.
The surrounding temperature plummeted.
“What a fine ‘no deep-seated hatred.’”
“For these past five thousand years, this brat has insulted my dignity, disturbed my Dao Heart, snatched my opportunities, stolen my secret treasures, ruined my sect...”
She paused, her eye twitching violently, and she gritted her teeth to add, “He even stole—”
Stole what? She really couldn't bring herself to say it. She only remembered that once, when she was bathing in a spiritual spring inside a secret realm, this despicable scoundrel...
“And you call this ‘no deep-seated hatred’?”
Lingxuzi felt his skin crawl under her gaze.
The pressure of a Heavenly Immortal was simply not something he, a Mahayana Stage cultivator, could withstand.
He swallowed hard, instinctively wanting to slip away.
But when his peripheral vision caught Zhang Mingyuan's face, eyes rolling back and on the verge of suffocating, his feet simply refused to budge.
It had been over four thousand years.
From when Zhang Mingyuan dragged him out of a ferocious beast's jaws in a secret realm back then, to later when they swindled, cheated, and caused trouble everywhere together.
Without Zhang Mingyuan, he, Lingxuzi, would have died somewhere long ago. How could he have the prestige of being the Sacred Lord of the Taixu Sacred Ground today?
If he left this bastard to die, he would probably be all alone, a dull blockhead who did nothing but cultivate.
“Forget it, forget it.”
Lingxuzi let out a bitter laugh. “Damn you, Old Zhang. I really owe you...”
Before his voice even faded, a look of resolve flashed in Lingxuzi's eyes.
Boom!
A surge of space law energy erupted from his body.
He directly burned a portion of his space law origin.
This power was incredibly overbearing, actually tearing open a rift right through Su Jinxue's Heavenly Immortal laws.
Lingxuzi grabbed Zhang Mingyuan and yanked him out of Su Jinxue's grasp.
In the next instant, space warped. The figures of the two vanished into thin air.
When they reappeared, they were already in the Central Plains, a million miles away.
“Pfft—”
The moment Lingxuzi landed, he violently spat out a large mouthful of blood.
His body stumbled, and he nearly fell headfirst to the ground.
“Old Xu!”
Zhang Mingyuan clutched his neck, scrambling over on all fours to support him.
Looking at Lingxuzi's deathly pale face, Zhang Mingyuan felt a lump in his throat.
This was burning his origin. Even if it was just an illusion, this act of risking his life for his brother made his eyes sting with warmth.
“Don't mind me, quick...” Lingxuzi waved his hand weakly.
Before he could finish his sentence, crystalline snowflakes suddenly drifted down from the sky.
The surrounding temperature plummeted to freezing in an instant.
Zhang Mingyuan abruptly looked up.
Su Jinxue, dressed in white robes, was already standing in the void above their heads.
To her current self, crossing a million miles was merely a matter of a single thought.
No nonsense, no hesitation.
Su Jinxue raised her hand and struck with her sword.
An ice-blue sword light slashed down like lightning.
Zhang Mingyuan had no time to react at all, feeling a sudden chill in his abdomen.
“Chih!”
The sword light pierced straight through his dantian.
The extremely cold power of laws instantly surged through the wound into his limbs and bones, completely sealing his inner aura.
“Ah—”
Zhang Mingyuan convulsed in pain, cold sweat instantly drenching his robes.
“You crazy bitch, you're so ruthless!” Zhang Mingyuan cursed through gritted teeth.
This woman was truly insane! She didn't care about their past at all!
Su Jinxue looked at him expressionlessly, slowly raising her sword to deliver the final blow.
At this critical juncture, Lingxuzi moved once more.
With a beast-like roar, his hands rapidly formed hand seals.
Space shattered again.
He tightly held onto Zhang Mingyuan and plunged headfirst into the spatial rift.
This teleportation spanned a full hundred million miles.
The Boundless Boundary Sea.
All around was churning chaotic airflow. There was no sky, no earth, no direction.
This was the edge of the Xuanling Realm, and the absolute limit of Lingxuzi's teleportation range.
The two crashed heavily onto a floating island.
Lingxuzi lay flat on his back, gasping for breath.
Zhang Mingyuan clutched the bloody hole in his stomach, forcing out a smile.
“Old Xu, you bastard, you really are damn loyal.”
Lingxuzi rolled his eyes in exasperation.
“What time do you think it is? Why the hell are you still talking such nonsense?!”
He punched Zhang Mingyuan in the chest.
“I teleported us such a long distance this time. That female devil shouldn't be able to catch up so quickly.”
“We'd better hurry up and figure out what to do!”
Zhang Mingyuan fell silent.
Of course he knew their current situation.
This was an illusion, but the rule set by the Heavenly Dao was that if real killing intent was harbored here, the trial would be judged a failure.
This meant that there was still a sliver of leeway in this crazy woman's heart.
How could he wake her up?
Just as he was racking his brains,
heavy snow suddenly began to fall amidst the chaotic airflow of the Boundless Boundary Sea.
One flake, two flakes.
The snowflakes landed on the floating island, instantly freezing the surrounding chaos.
A white figure, treading upon the filling wind and snow, slowly descended from the sky.
Su Jinxue.
She looked down at the two of them, and for the first time, a trace of playfulness appeared in her crimson eyes.
As if she were looking at two dying ants struggling in vain.
Lingxuzi's pupils shrank abruptly.
Was this a Heavenly Immortal?
Tracking them across a hundred million miles, and arriving in a mere instant!
This despair-inducing gap was simply not something any scheme could bridge.
He let out a miserable laugh and slowly released his support of Zhang Mingyuan, laying him flat on the meteorite.
“Old Xu, what are you doing?” An ominous premonition rose in Zhang Mingyuan's heart.
Lingxuzi did not answer.
Hum—
A distorted black-and-white flame suddenly ignited around Lingxuzi's body.
This flame had no temperature, yet even the chaotic laws of the Boundless Boundary Sea warped and collapsed under its burning.
He was sacrificing his own Dao Fruit, forcefully invoking his damaged origin laws!
“Damn it! Old Xu, you bastard, have you lost your mind?!”
“Shut up!”
Lingxuzi roared without looking back, “I really owe you, you bastard!”
“If I die this time and you fucking survive, remember to find my reincarnation and feed me well, pamper me like a young master!”
“Otherwise, I won't let you off even as a ghost!”
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