Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

The confrontation lasted only a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the sword in Jingliu's hand was about to slash across Yannian's neck. Yannian did not move a step, and nine chains suddenly rose from the ground, tightly binding Jingliu.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and deep red lightning flashed. With Wuxiang as the intention, it slashed towards Jingliu.

Jing Liu was surrounded by black air, his eyes were cold, and a sick smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The violent ice solidified the chains, and he easily broke free from the restraints, instantly releasing dozens of blades, which collided with Yannian's sword energy.

Dust rose as the two men fought each other, their figures so fast that they could no longer be seen.

"Use the moonlight as a blade, all of you die, hahaha!" Jing Liu flipped in the air, having lost his mind, laughing crazily, coldly and cruelly.

The icy sword energy seemed to have the power to create the world, and its shape was like a crescent moon, as if it could condense the air.

The ground cracked, the wind howled, and the black robe fluttered.

Yannian's eyes were calm. He raised the sword in his hand and did not retreat a single step.

The monstrous red lightning filled the sword, making a strange whine. Before beheading the god, he would not be afraid of anyone who swung the sword at him, friend or foe.

Because if he is afraid, then he is unworthy to take revenge on the gods.

This sword was the Wuxiang Sword Technique that he had bought from the mall after spending thousands of popularity.

In his previous life as a mortal, he was unable to practice the last move.

Now, as a puppet, all the perceptions of the soul are closed. There is no heart, no emotions, and it has reached a state of no thoughts and no ideas.

A purple sword appeared on his chest. Yannian didn't care about the embarrassment and pulled it out, crossing it horizontally and vertically with the sword of the Ten Kings. The lightning doubled in size.

"A double-thoughtless strike—this moment, the moment of annihilation."

A roar cut through the sky, and Jing Liu was shaken back. A hint of clarity returned to her eyes, as if she was surprised that someone could take her sword that was far beyond her peak level.

Yannian didn't stop for a moment, rushing forward, waving his hands, and green talismans covered the sky. He formed seals with his hands, "Ghost Dao, dirty transformation Yin and Yang spell."

Countless red spider lilies grew on the bumpy ground, and pairs of invisible red hands stretched upwards, wrapped around Jingliu's limbs, and fixed him in the sea of ​​flowers.

Yannian raised the sword in his hand and quickly swung out dozens of sword energies.

The black air wrapped around Jingliu's body surged, and Jingliu's strength suddenly increased. The red spider lily under his feet withered, and he nimbly dodged the sword energy.

Instead of choosing close combat, Jingliu kept his distance, stood on a small hill in the distance, and leaned over to look at Yannian.

"Just now, when you restrained me, you should have used that sword again, maybe you could have captured me."

"In your condition, you can obviously do it, my foolish brother—"

"You missed your only chance to kill me. Why were you so soft-hearted? You don't deserve to be in the Ten Kings Division. You really disappoint me!"

Jing Liu's eyes were cold, suppressing the dark energy, pointing the sword in his hand at Yannian and scolding.

From beginning to end, she recognized Jingnian. At first, she thought the boy had forgotten everything. After all, the contract at that time was to sever all ties with his past life and become a ruthless judge.

But somehow, she could feel that Jingnian had secretly visited her several times.

The remaining warmth in my heart lingers and becomes one of the few warmths I have.

When being devoured by the evil spirit, at least Jingnian will be a special comfort.

Although it was she, who was weak at the time, who made Jingnian a puppet, and it was she who signed the contract for Jingnian, it was she... who could not bear to see Jingnian die with his broken soul.

In times of war, being weak is a sin.

"My foolish sister, you could have killed me just as easily the moment you broke free."

"Why... did you hesitate this time? Is it because I won't die again?"

"It's okay. Even if the body of Yanwu is broken, you can just replace it." Yannian took off his black robe, his white hair was disheveled, his red eyes were dull, and there was a sense of death. But when he met Jingliu's gaze, he still wavered for a moment, and his lips opened slightly.

"Are you awake?"

"It's short-lived. Maybe I won't recognize you in the next second."

Jingliu looked indifferent.

"Jingnian, from the moment I killed you, I am no longer your sister."

"Don't suppress the sharpness of the sword in your hand. If I die in your hands today, it will be considered... my fate - ah, what a ridiculous life, ridiculous, ridiculous."

"A sword is a sword. It has hurt my companions, harmed my relatives, and killed her." Jing Liu covered his eyes, his face was pale, two lines of blood and tears ran down his cheeks, and the black energy became heavy and began to materialize.

But soon, a laugh echoed in his ears, with a familiar gentleness that made Jingliu's body tremble.

"Okay, my silly sister, it's the sword in your hand that protects me."

"There's nothing wrong with being a puppet. I don't get tired, and I don't need to eat. What I want to tell you is that, at least, I'm living a good life."

"I just can't eat the dried fish you made. I miss it so much." Yannian scratched his head and lowered his eyes. In the past, he was only a big brother, and his parents were always on missions outside. He didn't know what it felt like to have a sister upstairs.

He wrote letters to Jingyuan for twenty years.

Jingliu wrote him letters for twenty years.

He spent twenty years trying to touch Jing Yuan's wary heart.

Jingliu spent twenty years trying to touch his heart, which had been cold with revenge.

This is a loop. In order to capture Jing Yuan, he came here. The system created a character out of thin air - Jing Nian, which caused changes in the original plot.

Jingnian died to protect Jingliu. He crawled out of Shuhu's body and miraculously got his face back, but lost his soul.

The soul traveled to a planet a hundred years later, merged into Yannian's soul, and became a part of Yannian.

Yannian wondered if he could go back to an earlier timeline, would he be able to change the tragedy that befell his hometown?

Is this a bug that the system deliberately showed him, or is everything already destined?

"My foolish brother, you will regret this."

Jingliu stood up, looked at Yannian, and spoke in a gloomy voice.

"We are the only ones who never regret our choices."

"Once I've made a decision, I'll stick to it." Yannian shrugged, his expression as calm as still water.

"So, you want to let me go?" Jing Liu asked coldly.

"Of course not. I am the Ten Kings of the Ten Kings Division. I am the observer, measurer, and judge who judges cause and effect and guides the people on the Immortal Boat."

"Only by being ruthless and without thoughts can I be fair."

"If I let you go, sister, you will definitely look down on me and call me a coward and incompetent. Precisely because I am your brother, I will do my best to kill you."

Yannian spoke indifferently and used Wuxiang's sword without hesitation. Jingliu smiled, and the ice sword in his hand burst out with strong light, and excitement filled his red eyes.

Just like her, decisive in killing.

If Jingnian chose to let her go today, she would be ashamed of her brother, a ridiculous saint.

In order to escape, she had already injured a group of Cloud Riders, and she clearly understood what Jingnian represented.

Fortunately, Jingnian didn’t, and he is her good brother.

The two sides clashed again, and Jingliu's sword became faster and sharper.

In an instant, one of Yannian's arms was cut off, and Yannian did not feel any pain. The summoned chain pierced Jingliu's right shoulder, but Jingliu also did not feel any pain.

"Use the moonlight as a blade."

"A thoughtless sword."

Finally, the sky-high explosion flattened the surrounding hills. When the smoke dissipated, Yannian was kneeling in a huge pit with a sword in one hand, while Jingliu had disappeared without a trace.

"Still... gone?"

"I tried my best..." Yannian smiled bitterly. He felt that he was already very strong, but he still let Jingliu leave.

In contrast, Jing Yuan seems to be at ease in the PV.

"As expected... this body hasn't adapted to the new power yet. I need more practice."

"I failed. Anyway, the Ten Kings Division is independent of the other divisions. No one dares to do anything to me."

Yannian straightened his black robe, put away his sword, glanced at his empty sleeves, and decided to go back and get his arms fixed.

After all these years, he finally updated his body parts.

Yannian glanced in the direction of Jingliu, since he did not change the outcome of Jingliu's departure.

Then we will meet again in the future, in the main storyline, but who will he be then?

Yannian shook his head, sighed, and left quietly.

Jingliu continued to move forward. After a long time, he looked back in both directions and smiled slightly.

After Yannian left, Jingyuan quickly rushed to the battlefield. Looking at the devastated land, he frowned, "It's too late... It's already over, so what happened?"

"Is it him and the master who perished together?"

Jing Yuan felt so confused for the first time. He returned to the fairy boat and wanted to know the news urgently. The major officials also wanted to know the news urgently. Under pressure, Yan Nian asked Han Ya to explain.

Yannian’s request was to try to dress him up better.

Jackdaw understood immediately, accepted it happily, and went out with the manuscript.

"Lord Shi Wang is heroic, brave, majestic, and powerful. He is invincible, like a god of war. Even when facing Jingliu, he remains calm and composed, showing extraordinary courage."

"His fighting form was like a violent storm, unstoppable by anyone... (2,000 words omitted.)"

Jing Yuan had a splitting headache and his expression became serious. He tapped the table with his fingertips impatiently, but his good manners required him to wait politely for Jackdaw to finish reading.

The others were also drowsy.

Finally, Jackdaw read, "Jingliu ran away."

Jingyuan: “…Oh—um, ah?”

"Jingliu ran away, report completed." Jackdaw emphasized again and turned away calmly.

"Ah?" Jing Yuan was confused for a moment, then he reacted.

"what!!!"

A roar erupted from the Shen Ce Mansion.

From then on, every Cloud Rider who had participated in the mission to capture Jingliu had only one comment to make about the newly appointed Ten Kings.

"The Ten Kings are just boasting, but they are not powerful at all."

Inside the Ten Kings Division, Yannian had replaced his arm with a new one. Seeing the jackdaw return, he lowered his voice and asked, "How is it? Did Jingyuan say anything?"

"The General said four words with intonation," the Jackdaw answered honestly.

"Which four?"

Yannian touched his chin and guessed.

It's "That's great!", expressing Jingyuan's surprise that the Ten Kings are still alive.

Or "It is true.", showing Jing Yuan's calmness as he had predicted it long ago.

Or "If you're a bad player, practice more!", which indirectly shows Jing Yuan's disdain for his ability.

"Oh?"

"Um--"

"what?"

The jackdaw coughed, imitated three times, and then yelled, "Ah!!!", which shocked Yannian's eardrums. Yannian thought for a long time and said lightly, "As expected of Jingyuan, these four words are so profound that I can't even understand what he wants to express."

"Indeed... I don't understand either." The jackdaw agreed.