Chapter 1913: Death Is Necessary

Senior brother.

Junior brother.

No, don't.

The disciples of the Heavenly Heart Sect and the Mu Long Family—there were quite a few of them they sent—most were maintaining the Formation; around the Formation, Black Water had also corroded it, and those disciples were within the range of the cursed killing. The ordinary disciples who were hit had no power to resist and exploded outright.

One person exploded, triggering a chain reaction; the people nearby began to explode one after another. Those who could not hold on exploded uncontrollably, and the shockwaves from the explosions caused those around them to die as well. This wave of cursed killing killed not just one or two, but many.

Only two people from the Qingtian Sect arrived: Bi Luo Chun and Yi Menghan. Seeing the scene, they choked back a sob, hurried back, and kept away from the Black Water. Yet they could not retreat far; they had to maintain the Formation. As more people died, the power sustaining the Formation grew weaker. Once the Formation collapsed, the Kunpeng Guardian could be called for aid.

When the time came, their effort would fall short, Mu Long Wenyi roared: "Hold your ground, no need to worry; the cursed killing cannot directly kill everyone, don't be scared."

Maintain the Formation; the Formation must not collapse. We cannot let our previous work go to waste.

Elder Mingxu calmed the Heavenly Heart Sect disciples: "Heavenly Heart Sect disciples, if you can't hold back, then charge—fight the Kunpeng Guardian."

Since they were already cursed to death, they should sacrifice their lives, letting them all die on the battlefield, becoming… obstacles to the Kunpeng Guardian. Some members of the Heavenly Heart Sect heard this and their eyes lit up. They had already come with a resolve to die. This operation was for the Faction and for their own future; the Faction solved their rear‑guard worries, so they had to produce some results.

Fine, I'll be the first to charge. Everyone, farewell.

An elderly man from the Heavenly Heart Sect clasped his fists, then rushed toward the Kunpeng Guardian. When he was ten meters away, the Kunpeng Guardian manipulated Black Water tendrils to bind him, preventing his advance. The old man gave a sinister smile, then laughed loudly: "Everyone, farewell."

Boom—

He exploded outright, choosing self‑detonation. The resulting energy surge was considerable, yet it could not harm the Kunpeng Guardian; however, it was enough to restrict his actions, preventing him from moving forward or striking.

The other Heavenly Heart Sect disciples, seeing this, each surged forward; rather than be cursed to death, they chose to do something useful before dying.

Charge!

All of you, charge! Even before you die, make the Kunpeng Guardian take damage.

Brothers and seniors, I'm going.

One by one, the disciples heroically sacrificed themselves; they did so for the Faction and for their own goals.

Mu Long Wenyi witnessed the scene. The Mu Long Family members acted thus, and the Heavenly Heart Sect was not lacking either; otherwise, how could they hold their ground in Lingzhou? For the Faction, for the family, sacrifices were necessary. Since it was all death anyway, they should do something worthwhile before dying.

One or two is manageable, but a crowd surged forward; the Kunpeng Guardian's two fists could not match four hands, unable to resist them nor bind them all. Some approached his vicinity and self‑detonated.

Their cultivation was low, yet the energy from self‑detonation was ten to dozens of times greater. A single self‑detonation could shake the surroundings; a mass of self‑detonations released terrifyingly horrific energy.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of self‑detonations rang out, echoing in everyone's ears; the number of people inside the Formation dropped by more than half. Most were those who could not hold on; realizing they could not endure, they rushed forward to sacrifice themselves.

I must say, each of these people is worthy of respect.

"Crazy, all of them are crazy." Yi Menghan, seeing this scene for the first time, was shocked.

Bi Luo Chun stared coldly; his surrounding true Qi shielded him, preventing the cursed killing from reaching him, yet he was also moved.

"These people are all exemplary—one, two… all exemplary."

"Indeed, they truly are exemplary."

Yi Menghan also had to admit that these people, for the Faction and for their family, needed an incredibly steadfast Dao heart to reach this point.

If it were him, he might not manage; sacrificing himself for the Faction, giving up his own life.

Only through contrast does disparity appear; compared thus, his gap with these people is vast. Those who bravely sacrifice themselves and die on the battlefield are all worthy of respect, even if they are enemies; moreover, they are allies, making them even more deserving of respect.

If the Kunpeng Guardian does not die, we cannot be at ease.

Indeed.

The Qingtian Ascendant drew his sword; the Technique pierced the explosion, passing through everything. Strands of Technique struck the Kunpeng Guardian, forming a black shield around him that blocked all. Clearly, the Kunpeng Guardian was frightened, fearing those lunatics would keep self‑detonating.

He does not fear those people, but the self‑detonations truly wound him; he cannot defend against or evade them, forced to rely on his defense to endure. His already frail body was injured again, adding two more wounds to the Kunpeng Guardian.

The blade pierced his body; the Kunpeng Guardian looked down, stunned, and said, "When?"

The Qingtian Ascendant unsheathed his sword; the blade emerged, and blood gushed out in a splash.

Pfft.

The Kunpeng Guardian then spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at the Qingtian Ascendant. This person kept ambushing him, never fighting him head‑on—damned.

If you have the skill, fight the Kunpeng Guardian directly; what does it matter that these useless wasteful ones sacrifice themselves? Qingtian Ascendant, Elder Xin Wuhen, you have no regard for their lives; to avoid hurting yourselves, you are willing to sacrifice them.

What a clever scheme, making your own disciples sacrifice themselves. You ambush from behind; your actions make the Kunpeng Guardian disdainful.

The Qingtian Ascendant gave a slight smile: "So what? Kunpeng Guardian, you're impatient."

To kill you, we can use any means, sacrificing a few people—it's nothing. We all came with a resolve to die; as long as we kill you, any sacrifice is worthwhile.

Elder Xin Wuhen added: "Indeed, all of this is worthwhile."

Look at your current state; doesn't it prove we are right?

The more the enemy rushes, the more it shows they are right; at this moment, it is exactly so—they are correct, and the Kunpeng Guardian's defenses have been broken.

The two enjoyed seeing the Kunpeng Guardian in this state; they had long prepared for death, and a few sacrifices were nothing.

"You…," the Kunpeng Guardian choked, not expecting the two to admit it openly, and to think that sacrificing a few people was nothing.

They are too ruthless.

Moreover, those disciples saw nothing wrong; before arriving, they had already been asked these questions, all coming with a resolve to die, so they naturally did not find Elder Xin Wuhen cold.

Their sacrifice, if it could bring about the Kunpeng Guardian's death, would be extremely worthwhile.

"Don't you all want to live?" the Kunpeng Guardian asked the people around him.

The crowd said nothing, but kept charging forward; when they got close to him, they self‑detonated.

Bang bang bang.