Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 661 - 658: Yun Qianqian’s Pain

Watching those familiar figures that had watched over her as she grew up, always protecting her, and whose images had been deeply etched in her heart since her memory began, self-destruct one after another, Yun Qianqian’s heart was wrenching in agony, pained to the extreme.

Although these people were not related to her by blood, they had been the ones always by her side since her birth, as her parents had always been preoccupied with other matters. In a certain sense, they were even closer to her than her own parents.

But at this moment, these people were gone forever, never to return.

Self-destruction meant not just the death of the body, but the obliteration of the spirit as well; otherwise, it wouldn’t have had such tremendous power.

In order to protect her, they had given up their chance for the reincarnation cycle. From now on, in this world, these twenty or so figures would vanish forever. The only things left would be their names and the memories they held in Yun Qianqian’s mind.

"Second Miss, run quickly!"

Yun Yexing rushed forward, urgently calling out to Yun Qianqian.

Yun Qianqian’s heart may have been in severe pain, but she remained calm, knowing it wasn’t the time to stay. Clenching her silver teeth, tears continuously flowed from her eyes, leaving two trails on her stunning face.

She quickened her pace, surrounded by Dragon Power, occasionally taking out pills to keep her going, heading straight for a distant location.

Yun Yexing and the others followed behind her. Although their cultivation bases were higher than Yun Qianqian’s, they were not as fast as her. On Yun Qianqian’s feet, she wore a pair of shoes that were also of Low-Grade Holy Spirit Level, which increased her speed.

When Yun Qianqian activated her speed, the shoes shone with intense light, and Yun Congcong, who was pursuing them, watched with even greater envy.

"Transform Blue Luan!"

Song Mingshu suddenly shouted fiercely, and the man at the forefront of the fan nodded. With a hand gesture, they all took flight, as the Green Phoenix drawn on the fan suddenly cast a huge shadow.

This shadow was a hundred zhang long and looked as real as life itself, its eyes emitting a green light, directly lifting up the people from the Song Family who were standing up.

Once they were on the Green Phoenix’s back, the phantom let out a piercing scream, its speed doubling instantly, and in just a moment, it had closed nearly half the distance to Yun Qianqian and her company.

Meanwhile, Yun Congcong’s expression turned even colder as he said in a low voice, "Expand Thundercloud Map!"

"Yes!"

Yun Haisheng, standing beside him, swept his hand, and a two-meter-long scroll appeared immediately.

On the scroll, there was a painting of a dark grey cloud, which, under the stimulus of Yun Haisheng’s Dragon Power, suddenly surged out of the scroll and expanded in the void, reaching a hundred zhang in length, enabling Yun Haisheng and the others to stand on it. Their speed matched that of the phantom Green Phoenix, closing in on Yun Qianqian and her group in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Song Mingshu sneered, lightly tapping the void. The empty space seemed to tear open as a fissure appeared.

A torrent of white light erupted from this fissure, so dense it seemed like a sun that made it difficult for one to keep their eyes open.

As the white light spread, a massive axe was pulled out from within!

This axe was ten zhang long, with countless seal talismans etched on its handle, which appeared to be wooden but was intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, very lifelike.

From the axe, a terrifying sharpness spread out. And when Song Mingshu grasped the axe as it was brought out, he swung it fiercely!

"Boom!!!"

The huge sound was as if the world was about to be destroyed, or as if endless thunder was roaring. It seemed that with this swing, the heavens and the earth could be cleaved apart, the firmament obliterated.

This was one of the Song Family’s ancestral treasures, a High-Grade Holy Spirit Level weapon—the Celestial God Axe!

At the Holy Spirit Level, a difference of even one Minor-Grade is like a vast chasm.

As a weapon of High-Grade Holy Spirit Level, the people of the Song Family once used this axe to slay the avatar of someone in the Dragon Emperor Realm and even severely wounded the true body of the Dragon Emperor Realm through that avatar.

Its power was plain to see.

Although Song Mingshu’s cultivation base was still low at the moment and he could only unleash a fraction of its power, in his view, that was enough to kill Yun Qianqian.

"Die!"

Song Mingshu’s eyes were icy cold as he gazed at Yun Qianqian, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, but it quickly passed and turned into a murderous intent.

The axe swung down, creating a thunderous roar. This was the Ancient Battlefield where the void was hard to split open. Yet now, where the axe passed, countless ripples and traces appeared as if on the brink of shattering.

As the axe fell, its blade that was originally only ten zhang in length expanded rapidly, reaching a hundred zhang, and then a thousand zhang, until finally... it blocked all of Yun Qianqian’s paths of escape!

From a distance, it looked like a massive dark cloud covering the entire heavens and earth around Yun Qianqian, making it impossible for her to escape.

"Second Miss, it’s time for you to leave!" Yun Yexing looked deeply at Yun Qianqian, with a smile.

In his smile, there was reluctance, indulgence, helplessness, and also sorrow.

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Yun Qianqian kept shaking her head, and her tears were even more abundant. Her beautiful face, tear-streaked at this moment, was pitiful.

"The Clan Leader once gave you a protective amulet for preserving your life, you’ve held onto it until now, it’s time for you to use it."

Yun Yexing took a deep breath and gave Yun Qianqian one last look. He did not say anything more. Instead, his figure flashed, he floated into the air, and with a movement of his hand, a long spear appeared.

This long spear was an Upper-Grade Purple Gold Level weapon, shimmering with a violet-golden light. Yun Yexing made no attempt to defend, heading straight for the axe.

"Elder Yun, we’re here to lend you our strength!"

Another shout rang out, knowing that Yun Yexing alone could perhaps block the axe, but would surely not withstand the onslaught of Yun Haisheng and the many others.

They had already braced themselves for death. With a tragic smile at Yun Qianqian, they took a deep breath, their faces set with determination and decisiveness, and followed Yun Yexing.

"No!!!!"

Yun Qianqian bit down on her silver teeth, her fists clenched tight, her nails digging deep into her flesh, drawing blood, but she seemed not to feel it.

For her at this moment, physical pain was far less intense than the agony of her heart.

Yun Yexing, though she called him uncle, was more like a loving grandfather to her.

Ever since she was little, whenever she saw Yun Yexing, no matter what happened, he would always smile in her presence.

He was like a great mountain, an ever-reliable mountain. No matter the storms she faced, no matter how far her cultivation base progressed, that mountain always stood firm in her heart, unyielding.

But now, this mountain was about to fall before her very eyes...