Plop, plop...
The head of the Ghost Face King hit the ground.
Zhao Kongcheng swayed and then fell straight down.
Lin Qiye reacted quickly and caught Zhao Kongcheng's body steadily. Only then did he realize how bad Zhao Kongcheng's physical condition was.
Scratches, bruises, falls… In Lin Qiye's mental perception, his body was covered with countless wounds, from which blood flowed, staining most of the muddy puddle beneath him red. He had at least five or six broken bones, and Lin Qiye couldn't imagine how Zhao Kongcheng could stand up with such severe injuries.
Most critically, Lin Qiye could clearly sense that Zhao Kongcheng's physical body was rapidly deteriorating; his life force was like the embers in the ashes, growing weaker and weaker...
Lin Qiye sat down beside Zhao Kongcheng, looking bewildered. "Your body..."
"Cough cough cough... It's nothing, just a side effect of forcibly unleashing potential."
"If things continue like this, you'll die."
"I know."
"So what if I die?"
"Hehehehe..." Zhao Kongcheng wanted to laugh, but halfway through, he coughed up blood again. "Not bad, at least I experienced the Forbidden Ruins before I died, and..."
"And what?"
"And I did it. I drew my sword into the abyss, and my blood stained the sky." Zhao Kongcheng reached out tremblingly, touched the mud beneath him, and felt a handful of blood. "With this amount of blood, even if it can't stain the sky, it should be enough to stain a patch of earth."
Lin Qiye was stunned. "But you don't have millions of people behind you. Apart from me, no one sees your efforts. Is it really worth it?"
Zhao Kongcheng smiled but did not answer."Do me a favor."
"Go ahead."
"I have a pack of cigarettes in my pocket, light it for me."
Lin Qiye rummaged in Zhao Kongcheng's chest pocket for a while, pulling out a cigarette that was soaked by the rain, and then pulled out a lighter from his pants pocket.
Lin Qiye handed the cigarette to Zhao Kongcheng, then reached out to protect the lighter from the rain, pressing it several times.
Snap, snap... snap!
A flame ignited, lighting the cigarette in Zhao Kongcheng's mouth.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if he felt completely relieved.
Zhao Kongcheng, a cigarette dangling from his lips, stared at the gray sky, raindrops falling on his face and sliding down his cheeks…
"Lin Qiye."
"Yeah."
"I chopped down Ghost Face King with one stroke, did you see that?"
"I saw it."
Zhao Kongcheng couldn't help but smile; he was very happy.Lin Qiye nodded, about to say something, when suddenly, he felt a slight tremor throughout his body.
He turned his head stiffly, and saw a burly, headless corpse slowly rising from the mud in the distance...
On its body, a pale, eerie face crawled rapidly like a parasite, from its legs to its back, and from its back to its chest...
Finally, it grew on the chest of the Demon King.The pale, ghostly face on the severed head had vanished without a trace.
Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted!
The Ghost-Faced King... is not dead yet.
The rain is still falling.
Zhao Kongcheng gazed at the sky, still savoring the scene from just now, and did not notice the change in Lin Qiye's expression.
"Damn it, the guy even the captain couldn't kill, I killed him... Lin Qiye, tell me, am I awesome or not?"
Lin Qiye remained silent for a moment, then looked down at Zhao Kongcheng in his arms and nodded heavily.
"Yeah, impressive!"
"Having performed such a great service, if I survive, I'll definitely be able to become a general, right?"
"You definitely can." Lin Qiye's eyes were full of determination. "You must live!"
"Hehe."
Zhao Kongcheng seemed to have imagined some scene, his face beaming with satisfaction.
But the light in his eyes was gradually going out.Lin Qiye's hands trembled slightly. He shook Zhao Kongcheng's body and whispered:
"Zhao Kongcheng! You haven't become a general yet, you can't die!"
Zhao Kongcheng seemed to have lost hearing Lin Qiye's voice; his eyes gradually became unfocused... He opened his mouth, but his voice was barely audible:
"Wasn't I handsome just now?"
"Handsome!" Lin Qiye's lips trembled, but he nodded firmly.
"So handsome! More handsome than anyone I've ever seen! Even my sister admit you are the most handsome and cool man she have ever seen too!"
A slight smile appeared on Zhao Kongcheng's lips as he slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his body.
Zhao Kongcheng is dead.
Splash splash splash splash...
Lin Qiye sat there in a daze, the rain blurring his vision, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhao Kongcheng.
Until... those heavy footsteps sounded again.
Lin Qiye pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and slowly sat up from the ground...
He turned around, his gaze falling on the headless corpse of the Ghost King in the distance, his eyes seeming to burn like a blazing sun!
He took two steps forward.
Pull out the straight sword that was stuck diagonally in the ground!
That was Zhao Kongcheng's sword.
Lin Qiye gripped his sword and walked step by step toward the Ghost-Faced King. The rain soaked him to the bone, but it couldn't extinguish the rage in his heart!
And those golden eyes that burned fiercely!
The ghostly face on the Ghost King's corpse twisted and seemed to be roaring silently. Its pace quickened, and finally it crashed into Lin Qiye like a staggering giant beast!
The headless Ghost King, whose right arm had been severed by Zhao Kongcheng, could only unleash a storm of attacks with the sharp claws of his left !
Lin Qiye gripped the knife, always able to predict its attack trajectory as if by divine intervention, and then swiftly dodged to avoid the attack.
He was like a butterfly at midnight, fluttering in the fierce wind, yet never getting a single leaf on him.
The terrifying dynamic visuals, combined with the speed boost from the Starry Night Dancer, made Lin Qiye appear as if he had transformed into a ghost at this moment.
Lin Qiye dodged more than ten attacks from the Ghost-Faced King in succession, raised his hand expressionlessly, and swung his sword fiercely!
This time, his target was not any vital organs, but the pale ghost face that resided on the chest of the Ghost King's body!
If he wasn't mistaken, this ghostly face was the true form of the Ghost King.
Although Zhao Kongcheng had previously severed the head of the Ghost Face King, he had not damaged the ghost face itself, which is why the Ghost Face King was able to come back to life!
Lin Qiye's body danced during the gaps in Ghost Face King's attacks, his straight sword flashing repeatedly, slashing at the ghost face again and again.
Despite having five times the strength, he still couldn't inflict any real damage on the Ghost-Faced King, only leaving a shallow bloodstain.
But that's not important.
If one strike doesn't kill, then strike ten times, a hundred times!
This time... he's going to cut the Ghost-Faced King to pieces!
One cut, two cuts, three cuts...
CRACK!
SWISH!!!
Before the Ghost King's hideous hand—dripping with blood and tipped with sharp claws—could reach Lin Qiye, a spear of light hurtled in at terrifying speed, pinning the limb to the ground. Then, a barrage of light spears launched from outside, pinning down the Ghost King's neck, followed by its legs, and finally, its torso.
"ROARRR!!!" The divine golden light radiating from the spear seared its wounds, forcing the Ghost King to roar in agony.
Lin Xi Chen finally managed to shatter the [Boundless Void] by manifesting a weapon from her divine ruin and destroying the barrier through sheer force. Hovering high above—her hair and eyes glowing brilliantly against the night—she hurled another spear of light, pinning down the Ghost King's outstretched hand.
Ghost Face King couldn't touch Lin Qiye, but Lin Qiye could still strike Ghost Face King. Gradually, the wounds on Ghost Face King's chest became more and more numerous and bloody, and his expression became more and more painful!
Soon, the Ghost King's offensive slowed down.
A murderous glint flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he gripped the straight knife in his hand with a backhand motion!
Use all his strength to stab it into the ghost face!
A piercing, ear-piercing scream echoed through the sky!