The Ancient Realm Goddess
A Sacrifice
Qing Yue’er felt her entire body crumble dimly. An unbearable pain invaded his head and ribs. He tried to move and it made him grimace in pain.
What the hell's going on?
He blinked his eyes, then looked at the dark sky that depicted flashes of lightning. His forehead is slightly wrinkled.
The explosion at the peak of Beifeng Xue. He immediately remembered with that. His feelings became panicked. Where is Mo Jingtian?
He quickly forced himself to stand up. A sense of tightness filled his chest, then red blood instantly spewed out from his mouth. He wiped it and realized that his nose was also bleeding.
“Oh, gods ...”
He spread his gaze around and saw the entire scene that had become unfamiliar. It was no longer Beifeng Xue's peak. It was just a snowy patch of snow. Beifeng Xue's peak had collapsed.
His feelings became complicated. How did this happen? What happened to Mo Jingtian until his strength exploded like that?
He was trying to circulate his spirit power. He quickly found a figure lying not far from him. After approaching him, he finally saw Di Honghuo was already dying.
The man was seriously injured. His face and whole body were cracked. His blood flow seemed as red as lava. That looks terrible.
Qing Yue’er looked at him coldly. Spiritual strength began to gather in his hands, forming a bright light amidst the gloom.
“In Honghuo, you should have suffered more torture. However, in this situation, I do not have time to do so,” he whispered coldly.
Di Honghuo's eyes opened. He looked at Qing Yue’er with a look of frightened eyes. With his current condition, he would have no chance to fight back or simply dodge.
“Ja ... don't ..”
Qing Yue’er narrowed her eyes. After which, his fist which carried the full might of a level 8 heavenly realm cultivator floated down hit Di Honghuo's chest. Red blood instantly gushed from the man's mouth.
“This is for you who betrayed your sky and your godhood!”
His fist flew once more. The sound of crushed ribs instantly sounded.
“This is for you who obey the heinous orders of Baili Linwu!”
Qing Yue’er tightened her fist. His gaze became increasingly cold. Once again his fist struck Di Honghuo firmly right in his heart. Red blood instantly splashed as his fist pierced through his heart to shreds.
“And this is for you who tried to kill Mo Jingtian!” he shouted loudly.
Di Honghuo's eyes widened. His mouth was open, but he could not say anything. His breath was gone and he fell into a terrible death.
Qing Yue’er looked at him flatly. It should be that killing a god is not that easy. This was only because Di Honghuo was already dying after receiving Mo Jingtian's attack.
Suddenly he felt a little confused. With Di Honghuo's high strength, the man could be dying after getting Mo Jingtian's explosive attack. However, he who was only at level 8 of the heavenly realm could survive. Isn't this a miracle?
He remembered that moment he ran up to Mo Jingtian. So, the distance with the man was also close. If not for the miracle, he might have already died being blown up along with this peak of Beifeng Xue.
Qing Yue’er stepped back with unsteady legs. Suddenly his mouth spouted blood. Although he survived, he also received serious injuries. It's just that it doesn't matter. He just wanted to quickly find Mo Jingtian.
With a limp step, he walked down the shattered ground. The flashes of lightning in the sky somehow swirled around and became stronger. His heart became uncomfortable seeing that.
“Mo Jingtian! Did you hear me?!”
There is no voice of any kind. He again circulated his spirit power. There was a strange energy that he could feel from behind a huge rock not far in front of him. His forehead is slightly wrinkled. Could it be that the man was there?
Without waiting, he immediately ran forward. With all his strength, he jumped over the huge rock. The landing wasn't very good and he just fell to the ground.
The pain made him grimace. He turned his head to the side then his vision caught the figure of the red-robed man lying several meters away from him. His lips were shaking with an outburst of emotion.
“Jingtian! Mo Jingtian!”
“Yue’er, good that you're okay.” The man smiled faintly.
Qing Yue’er tried to get up. Suddenly Mo Jingtian's voice came back, “Go …. Stay away ... from here.”
“What do you mean?” Qing Yue’er did not understand.
“Quick go ...” Mo Jingtian looked like she was begging. “Leave me alone.”
“Why should I go?”
At that moment, the sky suddenly rumbled. Qing Yue’er looked up and was surprised to see the lightning swirling above Mo Jingtian's position. The lightning formed a huge, terrifying pillar.
“Jingtian, what happened?” He asked in confusion and worry. What lightning is it exactly?
“Go, Yue’er! No more time.”
“No.” Qing Yue’er shook her head. “Even if I have to go, I have to take you.”
“Go!” Mo Jingtian slightly snapped. His gaze became sharp and cold.
“Jingtian, I—”
Qing Yue’er's words instantly came to a halt when she saw a huge lightning pillar in the sky suddenly descend targeting Mo Jingtian. It was like a drill that would attack and destroy the man in an instant.
“Tidaakk!”
Qing Yue’er shouted fearfully. He immediately ran over then threw himself at Mo Jingtian. Both of his eyes were closed then he hugged the man tightly.
The sickening pain instantly exploded and stung his body. He jerks. Red blood spread on his back and chest. A warm liquid ran down his nose and also the corners of his lips.
He looked down, looking at Mo Jingtian's pale face. The corner of his lips slightly raised to form a smile. The most sincere smile he ever showed anyone.
“I'm sorry. Yue’er ... disobedient,” whispered in stammering. He breathed in with difficulty. After which, his head drooped on Mo Jingtian's neck. Total darkness welcomed his consciousness.
Mo Jingtian couldn't react quickly. He was too surprised by Qing Yue’er's actions. How could that girl do this? How could that girl do this stupid thing?
Body stiffens. His face was pale. His hand slowly lifted then tremblingly touched the back of the girl that was rolling over his body.
“Yue’er ...”
“Qing Yue’er!” He shouted loudly. Fear filled his heart when his ears did not hear any answer.
He quickly got up and laid Qing Yue’er on the ground. Her tears fell as she looked at the ever-holy and immaculate white clothes that had now been drenched in blood. He could even see a gaping wound on the girl's back that pierced through to her chest.
“Do not now. Not now ...” Mo Jingtian frantically picked up a dagger from Qing Yue’er's waist. He knew the girl always kept a dagger there.
He quickly slashed his palm with a certain pattern. His lips muttered a mysterious spell then his hands squeezed his incision wound. Suddenly golden blood dripped from there.
He dripped that golden blood over Qing Yue’er's wound. Both of his eyes were shining brightly. His soul force bound Qing Yue’er's soul, holding her back so as to never leave her body.
Mo Jingtian's golden blood spread throughout Qing Yue’er's wound. It improved and little by little began to heal it. The gaping wound from the lightning pillar's attack slowly closed on itself.
At that moment, a blue light shot down from the sky. The blue light landed behind Mo Jingtian and turned into the figure of the Water God Di Moxie. The man circulated his gaze then widened his eyes when he saw what Mo Jingtian was doing.
“Di Futian! What are you doing?!”
Di Moxie flicked her hand, then Mo Jingtian's figure was instantly pulled back. The golden blood stopped flowing from his palm. A few strands of his white hair suddenly fell to the ground.