mtlumby2d Chapter 1495 Are you pitying me?
Chapter 1495 Are you pitying me?
Unfortunately, by then it's too late even if you realize it.
The dozen or so powerful demons who had just tried to intercept him were the closest to him and were seriously injured. Naturally, they were the first to be hit by Gu Xia's sudden attack.
Their instinct was to back away, but a powerful suction force suddenly emerged from the black hole that had inexplicably appeared in mid-air.
The demons all had grim faces, their feet firmly planted on the ground. After a moment of stalemate and tug-of-war, the ground sank into a deep pit, but it was still unable to resist the enormous suction force.
More than a dozen powerful demons were forcibly pulled from the ground, their screams echoing throughout the space.
The next second, the bottomless black hole closed, and silence returned, as if nothing had happened. Even the screams stopped abruptly.
"Gudong-"
Some people subconsciously swallowed, feeling a slight tingling sensation on their scalp.
They retreated quickly and narrowly escaped disaster. Now, looking at their group of companions who had suddenly disappeared, they were reluctant to guess what their current situation was.
The black hole was impossible to fathom, but it seemed to have likely pulled the puppet summoned by Qu Yimian and the group of unfortunate souls into another isolated space.
Even a fool could tell that these people are probably doomed.
Oh wait, that puppet might be alright, but the others are another story.
In contrast, the reactions of the close associates at this moment formed a stark contrast to theirs.
The black hole swept away a portion of the great demon, and the pressure on everyone's shoulders was significantly reduced. Yakult, who had just received Gu Xia's signal, nimbly broke free from his opponent and immediately protected all his disciples behind the dragon's tail.
To prevent any demons from having suicidal thoughts and dragging their followers down with them even if they die.
Xu Xingmu slowly poked his head out from behind the dragon's tail, clutching a huge dragon scale. He looked at the sky in shock and exclaimed in astonishment, "What is that?"
The group of trusted disciples silently shut their mouths.
That's a good question; they want to know too.
Ye Suian and Jiang Chaoxu, who have seen the world, are the most qualified to speak on this matter.
The boy asked with great interest, "What else could it be? Of course, it's Junior Sister's spoils of war!"
The disciples immediately understood.
understood.
I wonder which unlucky guy has run into Gu Xia, this bandit leader.
Bai Song gazed in awe at the sky, which had returned to calm, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, what do you think it's like inside that black hole?"
"You're asking me? How would I know?" Gu Lanyi's tone was enigmatic.
He turned his face and smiled kindly: "If you're so curious, why don't you come in with us? You can ask those demons for us."
Bai Song: "..."
You don't have to.
After all, those great demons might already be dead inside, so what would he be doing going in?
Do you want to die sooner rather than later?
He touched his nose, only daring to complain in his heart, and silently distanced himself from Gu Lanyi.
I thought my senior brother's temper had improved, but it turns out he's become even more irritable.
It turns out that everything before was an illusion.
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Gu Xia took advantage of the brief time difference created by the opening of the black hole to throw the puppet inside.
As for those demons, that was just a side job.
The great demon used it to devour the flesh and souls of so many cultivators back then; now it's time for them, who are also demons, to experience what it's like to be helpless and desperate.
Therefore, regardless of whether it's a magical artifact or an evil artifact, Gu Xia uses it without any psychological burden.
As the saying goes, "an eye for an eye."
She turned her head and saw that Qu Yimian looked like she hadn't come to her senses yet. Perhaps she never expected that the trump card she relied on would be trapped in another space.
And this means...
The color drained from her beautiful face instantly. When she looked up and met Gu Xia's cold gaze, she panicked and gripped her spirit sword tightly, retreating repeatedly, as frightened and helpless as a startled fawn.
In that instant, only one thought echoed in Qu Yimian's mind.
Finished!
Instead, Gu Xia smiled.
"So you've finally run out of things to use, huh?" She had been holding back for a long time.
Gu Xia stomped her foot and charged forward with her sword. Her attack was swift and ruthless. Qu Yimian's arm, which was holding the sword, twisted violently, and the bones in her shoulder and wrist were broken by the force of the blow.
She couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream.
But that wasn't all. Gu Xia's attacks were fast and fierce, with sword energy falling like raindrops. Anyone who was even slightly slow would have pieces of flesh sliced off, and blood would spurt out.
She didn't even have a chance to swallow the pills to heal her injuries. The porcelain bottle was smashed to pieces by the sweeping sword shadow as soon as she took it out. In just a moment, she was covered in blood from head to toe.
Qu Yimian's face was ashen. She wanted to escape, but Gu Xia didn't give her the chance. Her escape route was completely blocked. After only a few exchanges, Gu Xia knocked the sword out of her hand with a single stroke.
The green spirit sword shone brightly, attempting to fly back into Qu Yimian's hand.
Gu Xia glanced at it coldly, recalling that it seemed to be this very sword that had once pierced through her senior brother's body. Without any mercy, she raised her hand and forcefully broke it in two.
Upon witnessing this scene, a sword cultivator couldn't help but exclaim, "What a pity!"
After all, this sword has clearly developed sentience, and given time, it may become a new sword spirit.
However, I only felt it was a pity.
They knew Gu Xia's personality well; she didn't even want to keep the spirit sword in her pocket, so who would dare to say a word at a time like this?
So she must have her reasons for doing this.
Furthermore, the spirit sword can still be repaired by weapon repairmen afterward; it's just a sword spirit that hasn't fully taken human form yet.
With her natal sword broken, Qu Yimian's wrist was torn and bleeding as she hastily dodged. Despite the pain, she was furious. "Gu Xia!"
With a bang, she was sent flying backward.
Gu Xia seized the opportunity and broke through her defenses with a single sword strike. The Tribulation Transcending stage spiritual power pressed down relentlessly, and under the absolute gravity, she could barely breathe. Even the veins on her neck bulged, and she was covered in cold sweat.
The half-step tribulation stage sounds impressive, but when faced with a true tribulation stage, one can only give up. The menacing demonic energy enveloped Qu Yimian completely, leaving her lying motionless in the deep pit.
It was like a final, death throes.
Gu Xia stood in mid-air, her clothes fluttering in the wind, creating ripples. She looked down, her profile cool and aloof.
For a fleeting moment, Qu Yimian felt as if she saw a hint of pity in her eyes.
However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Gu Xia's calm eyes could only reflect her own disheveled figure, with no other emotions.
The pity I felt just now seemed like an illusion, dissipating into the air with a gust of wind.
This was something Qu Yimian could not accept at all. Her internal organs were shattered by the sword energy, and blood kept spilling from the corners of her lips and nose. She paused for a few seconds, and then suddenly laughed out loud.
The intermittent laughter grew louder and louder, her eyes bloodshot, yet she still stared intently at the figure, hysterically shouting, "What? Gu Xia, are you pitying me?"
Seeing her powerless and helpless, Gu Xia must feel very smug, right?
After all, if it were her, she would feel the same way seeing the other person in such a miserable state.
However, Gu Xia merely stared at her coldly and retorted, "Why should I pity you?"
"Aren't those innocent people in the cultivation world who died because of your selfishness and stirred up bloodshed even more pitiful?"
"You brought this upon yourself, so what right do you have to deserve anyone's sympathy?"
Qu Yimian, her bones broken, gasped for breath before laughing loudly, "You make it sound so high-sounding, but I don't believe you really don't hate me."
She wore a malicious smile. "Among those who died, weren't there people who mocked and humiliated you in your past life? In fact, you should thank me for their deaths."
"Gu Xia, I don't believe you truly harbor not a single shred of resentment!"
The disciples in the distance were stunned upon hearing this, not understanding what cryptic language the two of them were using.
Only Shen Weixun and Xie Baiyi paused in their sword-wielding, exchanging a knowing glance.
The two couldn't help but worry that Gu Xia might be influenced by her.
However, Gu Xia's reaction was far beyond Qu Yimian's expectations.
She looked at Qu Yimian with a puzzled expression. "What is there to resent?"
"They mocked me, and I cursed them back just as much."
"Besides, meeting me in this life is their retribution."
Gu Xia knew she didn't have the ability to be loved by everyone. After all, not to mention the cultivation world, there were probably quite a few people in the Five Sects who didn't like her.
Previously, some elders and peak masters of the Taiyi Sect would glare at her and bristle whenever they saw her.
But so what?
It's as if she can tolerate everyone.
Gu Xia remained calm about this.
Why think so much?
There will always be a lot of idiots in this world. If she were to resent every single one of them, she would truly be surrounded by enemies.
"..."
Qu Yimian's smile froze on her face as she stared at her with dead fish eyes, panting heavily.
Gu Xia's wonderful mental state really took a toll on her.
Gu Xia looked at her innocently.
What's wrong? She's just telling the truth.
If what Qu Yimian said is true, she probably wouldn't have survived even the time she went mad with qi.
Could it be that this is why Gou Bi Tian Dao trusts her so much?
Gu Xia mentally made a couple of complaints before quickly changing her mind to avoid being caught and having her secretly noted down.
Although she always seemed to be pushing the limits of Heaven's tolerance, she really didn't want to be struck by lightning again this time.
"All right."
Gu Xia suddenly composed herself, her face completely expressionless.
Ignoring the other two coveted spirit swords, she reached out and summoned the Floating Life Sword, its spirit merging into the blade in accordance with her thoughts.
The girl's eyes were slightly lowered, and her voice was icy.
"Now that things have come to this, it's time for you to die."
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