I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Wan Qixia remained calm.

So what if he's the number one swordsman?

So what if it's a sword formation?

He absorbed the cultivation of two people, two realms higher, and it's not impossible for him to step into the Tribulation Transcending stage.

The people here are still so arrogant, it's annoying.

Wan Qixia tore off his usual gentle mask, revealing that he had begun to merge the two cultivations.

Wan Qixia dodged the sword formation before it arrived.

Very embarrassing...

"No! You...you!"

"Heng Yixing, what have you done? Why is your cultivation completely useless?!"

"What else can I do? Of course, I'll kill you."

Seeing that his first move had failed, Heng Yixing immediately followed up with another.

He and Jiang He have similar personalities; they always plan for the worst. Wan Qixia is a man who keeps a low profile and has been hiding his true intentions for many years. He really couldn't have guessed that it was Wan Qixia who did it.

Heng and his party initially suspected Ye Yun, Lin Xiaguang on the island, and even Bei Mingyu. Of course, Wan Qixia also had her suspicions.

By stopping short of attacking, and having Bai Zhangxi set up the formation beforehand, Wan Qixia's scheme was foiled.

This must be resolved quickly, otherwise, given the current situation, even if we defeat Wan Qixia, his body won't be able to withstand it.

Lin Xiaguang is facing the monsters alone; they won't be able to go far.

After realizing he had been deceived, Wan Qixia stopped pursuing murder.

Saving his life was the priority, so he immediately fled the place.

With the monsters erupting, Liang Heng and his group didn't have much time to deal with him, so he fled the area immediately after he escaped.

Heng and his group were in hot pursuit, clearly not about to let the tiger return to the mountain.

If you're going to kill someone, you have to kill them completely. If they resurface, things can easily go wrong.

Heng Yi was determined to kill Wan Qixia. After two moves, Wan Qixia was on the verge of death.

He seemed to have thought of something, and used all his strength to escape from there.

"Chase!"

Heng and Wang Jiming went ahead, while the others went back to help Lin Xiaguang cope with the pressure.

For some reason, Heng Yihang's heart was beating very fast.

In the blink of an eye, Heng Yixing saw the hostage in Wan Qixia's hands.

Jiang He's tendons and veins were severed, and her arm hung limply at her sides.

Heng Yihang's breath hitched. He looked at Jiang He, and the sword he had been holding fell back down.

"Hahaha, the person she protects is now in my hands. No matter how fast your sword is, it can't outrun the spacetime turbulence behind me. If I take one wrong step, she will die."

Wan Qixia was extremely happy.

From the moment she saw Jiang He, she felt a sense of familiarity with him. After making several inquiries, she finally confirmed that this person was the child that Yu Cui had saved years ago. Although she didn't know how she disappeared or how she reappeared, it didn't matter. This was her chance to turn the tables. As long as she could control Jiang He, these people wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

Especially Heng Yihang and Wang Jiming.

Thinking of this, Wan Qixia made her move.

Heng Yihang felt a pang of pity. The taciturn Wang Jiming looked at Jiang He with a hint of helplessness; he was a man of delicate sensibilities.

When they took Jiang He as their disciple, they said she had a top-grade wood spirit root, but it wasn't entirely because of her talent that they took her in.

He just felt that Jiang He looked a lot like that child.

Later, as they spent more time together, he discovered that her way of handling things was similar to Yu Cui's; no matter how cold a person is, they can be warmed by the person in front of them.

Wang Jiming had long since given up on life, but because of Jiang He, he went to find the life-saving spiritual plant again.

He could easily see that Jiang He was physically weak.

But when he erected the grave and carved the tombstone that day, he realized that there are feelings involved in relationships between people.

He rarely showed his emotions, but now, he was somewhat afraid to look at Heng Yixing, and only said to Wan Qixia:

"Release him, and I'll agree to any conditions."

"Heh, there's another person right next to you."

Wan Qixia looked at Heng Yihang and tightened her grip. Jiang He's arm, which was being held, shattered instantly and could no longer be lifted.

Jiang He's breathing was weak. Before the crisis arrived, she tried to hide in the space, but the gap between her and Wan Qixia was too great.

Looking at Heng Yihang and Wang Jiming, who were hesitating ahead, and listening to their words, she roughly understood what was going on.

Considering the old lady's ability to reverse time, her appearance at that time must have been an action taken by the old lady to save her.

The headless ghost said that her life was short.

Jiang He only found out later.

Bei Mingzi went to find medicine for him, the old lady traveled back and forth through time for her, and even the usually strict Dugu Junli taught her many life-saving moves after she returned.

Everyone is doing this for her.

But unfortunately, she was completely disappointing.

Blood welled up in Jiang He's throat, but instead of spitting it out, she swallowed it. She looked resolutely at Wang Jiming, her voice hoarse:

"kill me!"

Kill me... and then you can kill Wan Qixia," Jiang He thought. When Wan Qixia captured her, her spiritual veins and cultivation were completely dissipated, and she couldn't even commit suicide.

Heng Yixing looked at the person in front of him without saying a word.

Wang Jiming stepped forward little by little.

Seeing their reactions, Wan Qixia burst into laughter:

"It seems I was too kind."

After saying that, Wan Qixia broke Jiang He's other arm, and fragments of bone protruded from the arm, with old bloodstains mixed with new bloodstains.

Jiang He stared coldly at the ground without uttering a sound.

Even as her body and mind were being gradually destroyed, she remained silent.

As the blood blurred Jiang He's vision, she thought of Bei Mingzi and Dugu Junli. Without her, Long Aotian, Bai Zhizhou, and other innocent people might have been held hostage.

Jiang He also thought of the space the old lady had left for her.

She really didn't want to die like this, but she knew that the old lady had felt the same way back in the Black Nest.

You can die, but you must die with value.

Jiang He hung her head, taking in more air than she could exhale, and sometimes even the faintest breaths felt painful.

However, at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else.

Wan Qixia must die.

All nine spiritual veins were destroyed, but the extra one was hidden deep within her, and that was the spatial spiritual root.

Space can be created or pieced together.

With her body crippled, Jiang He had resolved to die.

Her once frail body was consumed by the flames; the short distance she traveled exhausted all of her cultivation.

Space and space shortening.

The spatial turbulence, only a hair's breadth away from the two, hurtled straight in. By the time Wan Qixia reacted, they had already entered the spatial turbulence...

"Jiang He!"

Wang Jiming watched the person disappear, feeling all his strength drain away.

Heng and his party supported him, turning their heads away from looking at the two who had disappeared.

Wan Qixia died, and Jiang He naturally died too...

The people before me are truly the same; they have even used death to its fullest extent.

The sadness in Heng's heart dissipated, but they could not stay there for too long.

The two people were completely swallowed up, as if they had never existed, leaving not even a scrap of clothing behind.

Tears welled up in Wang Jiming's eyes once again...

He couldn't save her...

The spacetime turbulence is the only recorded passage to the floating empire; once one enters the spacetime turbulence, even those at the Mahayana stage cannot survive.

Besides, she was only a cultivator in the Integration stage.

Wang Jiming's eyes were unfocused, and his whole body was as withered as a dead tree. He forced himself to return to the Black Nest.

As countless demons attacked, everyone focused on the survival of the empire, and Jiang He's death seemed like an ordinary sacrifice.