Chapter 569: The Determination to Die

The appearance of that figure also drew the attention of others.

The other several Divine Lords and the Human Emperor Zhuge Yi and his group also turned to look at that figure moving against the current.

That figure was surrounded by a chaotic aura capable of crushing the heavens; their appearance could not be clearly seen, only that with their footsteps, the entire River of Time trembled.

It was too terrifying; clearly, they were already at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm, yet at this moment, in front of that figure, they felt themselves to be so insignificant.

The waters of the River of Time became increasingly turbulent, forming raging waves in the blink of an eye.

The laws of heaven and earth and the causality of the heavens all descended upon that figure, preventing them from returning to the past.

Yet that figure was determined to go their own way, fearing no obstruction whatsoever.

A finger reached out from the River of Time, and as if crushing an ant, it directly caused Po Gui to explode into a mist of blood.

The dignified Seventh Divine Lord could not even let out a scream before their body and soul were both extinguished.

It was unimaginable what terrifying destruction that figure could cause if their true form were to descend.

After obliterating Po Gui, that figure turned their attention to the remaining six Divine Lords.

At this moment, all six Divine Lords felt their hair stand on end.

That feeling was just like being alone in the wilderness with an adult Siberian tiger quietly watching you.

That figure seemed to want to strike again, but just then, Guo Qin had already fainted and was falling from the sky.

As Guo Qin lost consciousness, that figure also vanished along with the River of Time.

The remaining six Divine Lords were all drenched in a cold sweat, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

In that very moment just now, they truly thought they were going to die.

Guo Qin's body plummeted straight down from the sky; he had completely lost consciousness, and his body had become riddled with holes due to the backlash.

Following this trajectory, he would inevitably crash headlong into the ground.

But just as Guo Qin was about to smash directly into the ground, a mature woman wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket suddenly leaped up and caught him steadily.

One woman after another appeared.

They were all Guo Qin's old flames.

They stood quietly by Guo Qin's side, none of them speaking.

They were all praying, praying that this man could stand up once more.

It was just a pity that Guo Qin's flame of life was dimming bit by bit at this moment.

This caused all the women present to be filled with immense grief.

They couldn't call it love for Guo Qin, but it could definitely be called an illicit affair.

They had originally thought Guo Qin was merely coveting their beauty, but they never expected he could go to such lengths to protect them.

Crystal-clear teardrops fell silently, and some of the more sensual women had already begun to sob softly.

"Guo Qin, don't die, wuwuwu."

"Guo Qin... I was the one who misunderstood you before; as long as you can live, even if I follow you without name or status, I am willing."

"Guo Qin, open your eyes and look at us; I'm wearing your favorite black silk stockings today."

Swish!

Guo Qin, who had been on the verge of death, stood bolt upright upon hearing this, stiff as a zombie, his eyes bursting with brilliance.

"Black silk? Where is the black silk? Let me take a look!"

In his excitement, Guo Qin spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

However, after such a stimulation, his life should be saved.

After the Medical Venerable of Hundred Herbs arrived, he also sensed Guo Qin's intensely strong will to survive and immediately set about treating him.

"Kill him!"

The First Divine Lord Zhi Ming roared, his eyes full of wariness.

The figure Guo Qin pulled from the River of Time was too terrifying; if Guo Qin recovered and did that again, they might all be wiped out!

"Do you still have time to worry about others?"

Shen Jingbin's voice rang out coldly, and the next second, surging blood energy carrying a giant fist smashed directly into Zhi Ming's face, deforming it and sending him flying to the side.

"I will go behead him!"

The Third Divine Lord Gu Hun brandished his bone sword and charged toward Guo Qin.

Among the several Divine Lords, only he still had energy to spare.

The aftereffects of Ji Lingyu's forced growth finally began to show; in his exchange with Gu Hun, countless sword wounds appeared on his body, yet he failed to injure Gu Hun in the slightest.

"If you want to kill him, you must pass through me first!"

Yet even so, Ji Lingyu had no intention of retreating in the slightest.

From the moment he stepped onto this path, he had prepared himself for death.

In other words, he was fighting with a determination to die.

His condition was very poor; fresh blood stained his lapels and also stained the sword in his hand.

"I intended to kill you later, but since you insist on seeking death, fulfilling your wish is not impossible."

Gu Hun sneered, and countless white bones surged forth; the bone sword in his hand slashed toward Ji Lingyu, nearly splitting him in two.

Ji Lingyu merged with his sword and let out a roar, his sword intent soaring into the sky as he sought to strike at Gu Hun.

"Too weak; I don't even know how you stepped into this realm."

Gu Hun sneered, not taking Ji Lingyu seriously at all, and easily dodged his full-force sword strike.

Just as Gu Hun prepared to seize the moment to behead Ji Lingyu with one strike, a sword aura erupted from his chest, leaving him drenched in blood.

Gu Hun's pupils shrank violently.

He reached out in surprise and touched his own chest.

Because he did not know when exactly he had been wounded.

"My strength is inferior to yours, but I... have long since been prepared to die here."

Ji Lingyu raised his eyes, his gaze incomparably calm.

He knew he was no match for Gu Hun.

Therefore, all he could do was cause as much damage to Gu Hun as possible before he died, making it easier for others to deal with Gu Hun later.

His battle with Gu Hun was the most tragic of all the fights.

As sword auras crisscrossed, fresh blood rained down from the nine heavens.

Ji Lingyu had completely let go of everything, attacking without defending, seeking only to leave more wounds on Gu Hun's body.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is not used like that."

A sigh came through.

Ji Tianxuan, with his stubbly beard and messy hair, looked up at Ji Lingyu, who was fighting to the death with the Third Divine Lord.

He drew an ordinary longsword.

"Only by coordinating with the Ji Family Sword Art can the power of the Xuanyuan Sword be brought to its peak. I will only teach it once; if you can't learn it, then you deserve to die."

Ji Tianxuan calmly raised his sword and began to perform the Ji Family Sword Art.

He did not know how many tens of thousands of times he had practiced this set of sword techniques; he was already familiar with it beyond familiarity.

Originally, he was the one most qualified to hold the Xuanyuan Sword and enter the origin of the world.

It was just a pity that that bastard Ye Lin intervened and stripped Ji Tianxuan of his qualification.

Ji Lingyu stared intently at Ji Tianxuan, beginning to analyze and learn his movements frame by frame.

"Clutching at straws at the last minute? Is it too late?"

Gu Hun sneered, the sword momentum in his hand becoming even more unstoppable, intending to split Ji Lingyu in two.

Just as Ji Lingyu wanted to dodge, he heard Ji Tianxuan's voice.

"No need to dodge; the master of the Xuanyuan Sword fears no one."

"Watch my movements carefully!"

"One Sword Levels the Sun!"