Chapter 226: Destroy the God!

Dongfang Qi said: "I won't let you die, absolutely not!"

He raised his sword, gathering the spiritual power of his whole body onto the sword, trying to assassinate the ghost cultivator in the spiritual net.

His sword passed through the gaps of the spiritual net and stabbed at Zheng Linggui's soul, but the soul still dissipated and gathered again, just as before.

Dongfang Qi was unwilling, stabbing more than a dozen swords in a row, all the same, with no way to kill the ghost cultivator in the spiritual net.

Zheng Linggui said: "You don't want her to die, right? The weakness of her Origin Power is at the very top. If you use your sword to cut the top position of the spiritual net, you can break the net, and then her Origin Power will return to her body, and she will not die."

Lin Qingyue's expression changed slightly when she heard this: "Dongfang Qi, don't believe her! She is lying to you; if you destroy the spiritual net, she will escape. This is letting a tiger return to the mountain!"

The Origin Power in the spiritual net was constantly eroding Zheng Linggui's soul, and she endured the pain to continue bewitching Dongfang Qi:

"Look, she is anxious, which also means I am right. How about this, let's make peace! As long as you let me go, I won't attack you again. In the future, if you have a way, come and kill me openly. There is no need to sacrifice the life of the woman you love for a moment of victory or defeat, right?"

"I can see that you like her very much. I just realized that your eyebrows look a bit like Immortal Zhuohua."

Lin Qingyue roared angrily: "Zheng Linggui, shut up!"

At the same time, the power in the spiritual net erupted even more strongly, and Zheng Linggui was pressed into a tiny ball inside, but her arrogant voice did not stop.

"I heard that back then, Demon Monarch, in order to miss Immortal Zhuohua, kept thousands of male pets in Yun Gong, and one of them, named A Zhuo, was even more favored because he looked like Immortal Zhuohua. Dongfang Qi, that was the supreme Empress of the Immortal Cultivation World. Watching a beauty die before your eyes like this is truly a pity."

"Listen to my advice, let's each take a step back. Do it—Lin Qingyue, you are crazy, accelerating the burning of your Origin Power, aren't you afraid of your soul flying away and scattering?"

Lin Qingyue sneered: "Even if my soul flies away and scatters, I want you to turn to ashes!"

At the same time, the radiance inside the spiritual net became more dazzling, completely wrapping that ball of gray-black soul inside.

In just another quarter of an hour, this scourge would have her soul fly away and scatter, perishing between heaven and earth.

Lin Qingyue was afraid that Dongfang Qi would soften his heart, and with her last breath, she said seriously: "Dongfang Qi... cough, cough... Since ancient times, one general's success is built on ten thousand bones. You are a person who wants to be an emperor, you must not be soft-hearted!"

Until this very moment, she was actually still teaching him the art of being an emperor!

Dongfang Qi's heart ached beyond measure.

From a rational point of view, he knew Lin Qingyue's approach was correct. Once the tiger is allowed to return to the mountain today, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially since Lin Qingyue was so seriously injured, if they couldn't hit the target in one blow, the Guiyuan Sect would fight back with all their strength, and just those puppets would be enough to exhaust them.

But emotionally, how could he watch his beloved person perish together with that ghost cultivator, and even have her soul fly away and scatter?

What to do? What to do!

If there was any possibility, Dongfang Qi would rather sacrifice himself than watch Lin Qingyue die before his eyes.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Yueyue..." He dropped the long sword in his hand and began to mobilize his spiritual power.

"... After returning from the Chiying Land, I often had a dream. In the dream, I saw you wearing imperial robes, sitting on a high throne calling me A Zhuo..."

Lin Qingyue's eyes widened suddenly: "What did you say? Dongfang Qi, what are you doing?"

A golden spiritual power slowly emerged around Dongfang Qi.

He continued: "I always thought it was my delusion that derived that dream. But today I know that it was actually true. Perhaps it was some scenes I witnessed in a past life that fell into the dreams of this life. It's just that I was too stupid, I never discovered it..."

"Yueyue, if I can dream of your appearance in a past life, does that mean we knew each other a long, long time ago? If so, then wasn't my past life also a person from the Immortal Cultivation World?"

"So..." Dongfang Qi smiled. He was originally bright and gentle, and now that the smile spread, it was as clear as melting snow in spring.

"You can use Origin Power to kill her, and I can too!"

As the words fell, golden light shone from his body, thread by thread, like vines wrapping around the spiritual net transformed by Lin Qingyue's Origin Power.

The pain of Lin Qingyue burning her soul because of the Origin Power was relieved in that instant.

"Dongfang Qi, don't..."

The next instant, dazzling golden light spread, blinding Lin Qingyue in the entire hall.

"Ah—"

Only Zheng Linggui's miserable scream was deafening, and then instantly silent.

When the golden light dissipated and her vision regained clarity, she saw that the surroundings were empty. The dense puppets had also turned into ashes under this powerful aura.

Dongfang Qi's clothes were shattered, and he fell into a pool of blood. His originally fair skin was dyed blood-red, and blood was still seeping out from the pores of his skin, so the whole person looked as if he had been dyed red by blood.

"Dongfang Qi!"

Lin Qingyue crawled to his side with all her might.

"Dongfang Qi, how are you?"

Lin Qingyue called him while channeling her remaining spiritual energy into his body.

But in his body, there seemed to be a special force repelling her spiritual energy from entering.

"Dongfang Qi, don't repel it, let me heal you, Dongfang Qi! Dongfang Qi!"

At this moment, Lin Qingyue seemed to have returned to the scene back then, witnessing A Zhuo dying for love for her with her own eyes.

She had always thought that A Zhuo had turned to ashes in that Red Lotus Karmic Fire. But just now, Dongfang Qi said that in his dreams, he was called A Zhuo.

The sad thing was that she had never discovered it!

Clearly she sensed the familiarity in him, clearly he came to her side, clearly he gave so many hints, but she was foolishly thinking that A Zhuo would never appear again.

"Dongfang Qi, let me heal you, wake up and tell me yourself... tell me you... are A Zhuo!" ===== CHAPTER 227 =====