Chapter 28: Flame Wing Evolution!

  "Ah——"

  The icy blue gale that burst out with the movement of the divine staff, in the dark night sky, like a shooting star and lightning, brought an unstoppable killing intent, flashing by, towards the densely packed position of the Holy Temple's army, descending at an extremely terrifying speed!

  "No, Ling Wushuang, you dare!" Sheng Lin went mad, shouting hoarsely, "Sir, Yi Qian sir, please help me!"

  Yi Qian was also taken aback, his old eyes slightly widening as he sensed this terrifying aura, which even posed a certain threat to him, and he couldn't help but feel some surprise. However, from start to finish, Yi Qian stood tall in the void, not moving a single thread.

  "No, Ling Wu Xiong!" Saint Lin's heart was filled with despair.

  Yi Qian wasn't Tian Ye's cloud, let alone sacrificing his own life, but helping the Holy Temple's army. That is to say, even if it meant expending a bit of spiritual energy to take on Ling Wu Shuang's move, he hadn't thought that way before.

  To put it bluntly, the temple is just a pawn to him. If the pawn is gone, he can find another one, let alone a pawn that has almost outlived its usefulness. Now that the temple is already half-destroyed, it's even more not worth his time.

  "Boom!"

  "Ah——"

  In the blink of an eye, a blue energy arc shot towards the army of the Holy Temple, thousands of horses and soldiers, like entering a deserted land, in one glance, thousands of horses and men were cut off layer by layer, lifted up, flew into the air, and then crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

  "Ah——"

  "Help!"

  Innumerable mournful cries, in the stillness of the night, seemed like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.

  "Waaaah——"

  "Bang bang clang clang!"

  "Ah——"

  The mournful cries of the Holy Army, the sorrowful howls of the mysterious beasts, and the violent waves of energy explosions echoed through the dark night.

  The four major family disciples, including some people who were still in pain around Tianye Yun's side, heard such a shocking movement and all raised their heads, each with red eyes, filled with anger and pain. "Good hit!"

  "Musou Miss, annihilate them!"

  The elder disciples of the four major families all had their eyes turn red with rage.

  The death of Tianye Yun was a huge blow to everyone. Previously, they were forced by the Holy Hall to be in a desperate situation, and now seeing this scene, each of them clenched their fists and let out a sigh of relief.

  "Ah——"

  The army of the Holy Temple suffered countless casualties, and even a casual move from the middle-stage peak expert was fatal to them, who were only at the holy stage.

  "Ling Wushuang, you should die!" Sheng Lin felt his whole body bleeding, his crimson eyes staring fixedly at Ling Wushuang, that venomous gaze, as if he wanted to strip her bones bare. "Ah, stop for me!"

  However, Sheng Lin, whose spine was crushed by a stick, couldn't move at all and could only anxiously watch.

  "Is that all you can take?" In Ling Wu's eyes, there was a heavy pain and an overwhelming anger. The force with which he grasped the Ice Spirit Staff made his skin turn pale, and the blue veins beneath were visible. "Sheng Lin, this is just the beginning!"

  "Ling Wu Shuang!"

  "Drink——"

  Sheng Lin's eyes suddenly widened, and before he could finish his roar, he stared at Ling Wu Shuang as he raised his arm again, holding the stick in his hand, and quickly chopped it towards the already panicked Temple Army!

  "Whoosh——"

  Frightful gusts of wind, like a layer of giant tsunami waves, seemed to be a heavenly dagger, piercing the dense army of holy temples, splitting them in two, and then collapsing with a loud noise. The massive energy surge lifted countless people's bodies around, like torn rags, falling layer by layer!

  "My great army, my great army!"

  Sheng Lin went completely mad, the scattered army of holy halls disappeared in the unavoidable storm of energy, like beans falling from the sky and bouncing off the ground.

  "Ah——"

  "Run quickly!"

  "Run away quickly, run away quickly, Ling Wu Shuang has gone mad!"

  ……

  The army of the Holy Temple, throwing away their helmets and armor, seeing such momentum and being pressed by Ling Wu Xiong who wanted to drive them out and kill them all, trembled from the bottom of their hearts. At this time, there was no time to think about anything else, they just wanted to escape!

  "Ling Wushuang, that's enough!"

  Yi Qian saw that Ling Wu had indeed, right in front of him, turned the tens of thousands of troops at Sheng Tang upside down, leaving almost none remaining. At this point, his face finally darkened, "Ling Wu, stop for me!"

  It wasn't for the sake of the temple that Yi Qian was angry, but because Ling Wu Shuang ignored his existence as if he didn't exist at all. This made him, who had always been proud and arrogant, feel a surge of anger in his heart. At this moment, it seemed like he wanted to find some sense of his own existence, so he finally went along with Sheng Lin's intentions and spoke out to stop him, "Enough! Ling Wu Shuang, you're still young, yet you're already so ruthless and cruel. Even I won't tolerate you if you continue to be obstinate. If you don't come to your senses, don't blame me for being heartless, for the sake of the world, except for you, this scourge!"

  If Ling Wushuang continues to make a scene in front of him, even if it means revealing his identity, he will have to execute Ling Wushuang on the spot!

  Ling Wushuang's lips curled up coldly, and she let out a barely audible snort of laughter. "Enough?"

  Is it enough for you to say that?! How ridiculous! Even if all the people in the temple were exchanged, they couldn't bring back Teacher Tianye's life!

  Ling Wu's face was expressionless, but no one could see the icy chill in her heart, a pain that might never heal for a lifetime.

  "Good grief, what a shameless old scoundrel!"

  "Who is this? He's even more shameless than the people from the Holy Hall!"

  "It's just that the Temple of Saints said that if they could annihilate our four families, then they could annihilate them. Is Miss Wudi's counterattack being ruthless and merciless? What kind of logic is this?"

  "Are we born to be slaughtered at will?!"

  ……

  Upon hearing Yi Qian's words, the elder disciples of the four major families immediately erupted into waves of furious rebukes. This was simply an outrageous affront!

  At this time, Ji Yunyang and Zhan Xiu exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with deep meaning at the same time. The aura that Wuyi emitted at this moment was surprisingly evenly matched with that of this old man who had appeared out of nowhere!

  "Yi Qian, I'll settle the account with you slowly in Tianyin Valley!" Ling Wusuo's eyes suddenly turned cold, her red lips curled up into a temperature-less arc, and the scarlet fire wings behind her flowed with light, making her clear and cold profile even more chilling.

  "You——" Yi Qian's eyes widened in shock, and he froze on the spot.

  This is terrible! Ling Wu Shuang actually knows his identity, how is this possible!?

  "Dragon soaring through the world!"

  A clear cry, Ling Wu Shuang swung his arm and waved his slender hand. The Ice Spirit Staff was quickly swung out, forming a series of illusory shadows. A huge ice-colored dragon shadow emerged from the Ice Spirit Staff, roaring and howling as it charged towards the defeated army of the Holy Temple!

  Ling Wushuang's final blow, strike out!

  "Waaaah——"

  The dragon's roar shook people's eardrums and echoed through the heavens.

  "Oh no, help!"

  "Save us, Holy Lord!"

  "Your Excellency, save us!"

  The already dilapidated temple, the remaining large army, felt this energy attack that they could not defend against at all, and an endless despair surged in their hearts.

  "Ling Wushuang!" By the time Yi Qian came back to his senses from his astonishment, even if he was lucky enough to stop it, he would have been powerless.

  The dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and earth, a massive ice dragon's illusory shadow, like a bolt of lightning winding its way through the dark night sky. The gale was fierce and biting, bursting into the grand hall with great fanfare. Its body charged forward recklessly, its momentum unstoppable, as if shattering bamboo. The spatial energy it whipped up enveloped everything around it, causing space to collapse with a loud crash, drowning out the anguished cries of those present.

  The surroundings were as silent as death.

  In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of holy temple troops, hundreds of holy ranks, thousands of heavenly mysteries, and tens of thousands of earthly mysteries were completely annihilated!

  "Ah——"

  Watching all his possessions disappear before his eyes, Sheng Lin's eyes turned bloodshot as if they were about to bleed, he threw back his head and let out a despairing and indignant roar, tearing at his heart and lungs, like a giant beast in mourning.

  "Ling Wushuang, I'm going to take your life and have all of you from the four families buried with me!" Sheng Lin had lost his mind, screaming hysterically, "I'll kill you, I want to kill you!"

  The holy temple's thousand-year foundation in the Holy City has been destroyed. Now, the remaining tens of thousands of elite disciples have also been annihilated. The holy temple that dominated the Starry Sky Continent for thousands of years now only has Saint Lin left, a nominal and ineffective Holy Master.

  With a confident and proud heart, leading the army of Holy Hall into the Eastern Forest, but now it's ironic that they ended up being completely defeated.

  "What's with the wailing!" Ling Wu's eyes slanted, coldly glancing at Sheng Lin whose expression had collapsed, almost to the point of crying out loud. The endless pain in his heart didn't weaken in the slightest, and before his eyes flashed Tian Ye Yun's pair of gentle, ink-colored pupils.

  "The little girl needs to practice her skills"

  "I am a disciple of Tianye Yun, and I will not be bullied by your Holy Hall!"

  ……

  Soft words full of pampering and indulgence echoed in Ling Wusuo's ears, making her usually calm eyes even more profound, with a hint of misty haze.

  "Shèng Lín!" The raging fire of anger in Ling Wu's heart had reached its peak, and the Ice Spirit Staff in his hand was raised high. A fiery glow swirled behind him, and his small figure transformed into a crimson streak of light, rapidly descending towards Shèng Lín's location!

  "Ling Wushuang, you have a big nerve!" Yi Qian's face turned bright red, "Stop immediately!"

  Ling Wushuang had just ignored Yi Qian's words, and with one hand, he annihilated the Holy Temple's army. At this moment, he again wanted to ignore his existence in front of him and kill Sheng Lin. This series of events thoroughly enraged Yi Qian, who was determined to save face.

  "Stop!"

  At the moment of Yi Qian's angry shout, he quickly rushed towards Sheng Lin's position, and with his close proximity, his figure was almost a flash before he arrived at the high altitude of Sheng Lin's position. With a swing of his sturdy arm, he attempted to block Ling Wu Shuang, who had transformed into a flowing light.

  Yi Qian got angry, "Ling Wushuang, you are simply obstinate and unenlightened!"

  He would never allow his dignity to be provoked, let alone in front of thousands of people.

  "Your Excellency, save me!" Saint Lin was almost driven mad, but his instinct for survival made him shout loudly to Yi Qian, and now he saw hope again. As long as he could keep one life, everything else could be slowly taken back later.

  Ling Wushuang, the four major families, all of these people should die!

  "Whoosh——"

  A flash of red corn passed by, and Yi Qian's eyes widened in shock. The figure standing on air froze in place.

  "You!"

  Watching helplessly as Yi Qian blocked Ling Wushuang, who was already close at hand, Sheng Lin's eyes were wide with shock!

  "Go die!"

  A swift and sudden red glow, before the black-robed youth's figure had even appeared, a staff as cold as ice that had been frozen for a thousand years shot out, heading straight for the Sacred Forest's vital point, bringing with it an unstoppable force that could shatter anything in its path.

  Bang!

  A huge roar caused the entire earth to tremble, and everyone couldn't help but sway back and forth.

  "Boom!"

  The enormous black pit where Sheng Lin was located suddenly expanded several times, with rocks flying around, and Sheng Lin didn't even have time to let out a scream. He fell into the center of the massive pit several meters deep, covered in blood, without any signs of life.

  Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, they were all stunned into silence.

  Sheng Lin, the master of Sheng Tang, was actually beaten to death by Miss Wúshuāng with a single stick!

  In the midst of the smoke, after a while, Ling Wushuang's tall figure emerged, the tip of the Ice Spirit Staff in his hand sank several inches into the ground, his eyes coldly staring at Sheng Lin's corpse, slowly tightening his grip.

  In the blink of an eye, what he saw was a dilapidated and lifeless Sheng Lin, buried under a pile of rubble. His face suddenly ignited with boundless rage, his fists clenched so tightly that his veins bulged, "Ling Wu Xiang, how dare you, how dare you!"

  Never has anyone dared to defy him so repeatedly!

  Moreover, Ling Wu Xuan had just crossed over him, that extremely fast speed, was not something a mid-tier peak god could accomplish, and even he himself hadn't seen it clearly!

  "Do you think that's it? Ling Wu's eyes turned, and finally locked onto Yi Qian, whose expression seemed somewhat flustered. His slow and chilly tone made Yi Qian's heart skip a beat."

  "Presumptuous little brat!" Yi Qian was slightly irritated by the sudden movement in his heart, and Ling Wushuang, a middle-stage god, dared to provoke him? He was simply looking for death!

  "This deity originally didn't want to get involved in the grudges between your four families and the Holy Temple, but you've enraged this deity today, so you'll have to bear the consequences. Don't blame this deity for bullying the weak with great power!" Yi Qian's long sleeves fluttered as he turned his back on them, his face as calm as water.

  Today, no matter what reason, Ling Wu Shuang must die!

  Ling Wushuang's figure moved, under the night sky, a red spark flashed, her tall and slender silhouette appeared in front of Yi Qian in an instant, her red lips slowly curved into a cold arc, "Who lives or dies, try it out and you'll know"

  "The ignorant little brat" Yi Qian laughed cruelly, his entire aura changing rapidly, suddenly surging several times higher!

  "Invincible, be careful!" Ling Moqiu and others instantly drew in a breath of cold air.

  Yi Qian's entire body emitted a chilling aura that spread out to cover the sky and earth, completely overwhelming Ling Wu Shuang. In other words, his previous moves, or even his oppressive aura, had not brought out his true strength, and he had even reserved a large portion of it!

  Ling Wusuo's eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of expectation and surprise, making it hard to discern the truth. "Even so, today, you, Yiqian, will still die!"

  Frosty words, even with a resolute tone!

  "Boom——"

  The cold words had just fallen, and Ling Wushuang's back burst into a fierce flame. His entire aura expanded rapidly in the short span of a few seconds, chasing after Yi Qian with the wind at his back!

  "You——" Yi Qian's old eyes widened, his gaze fixed intently on Ling Wushuang's back.

  "This......" Ji Yunyang and others were also stunned for a moment, looking at each other in shock and confusion, blinking their eyes repeatedly, how could this be?

  The starry night sky, Ling Wu's tall and slender figure, standing on air, the fiery flames flashing behind her, suddenly, a pair of fiery wings burst out from her back, the scarlet wings, in an instant, changed from one pair to two pairs of four wings!

  "This, this, this... Four-winged Angel Puppet!" Yi Qian was stunned, muttering these words, and then quickly shook his head, denying the idea in his mind, "No, this is impossible!"

  Ling Wusuo slowly clenched his fist around the Ice Spirit Staff, his eyes gleaming with a cold light like its color, chilly and unyielding.

  She didn't even know that the Flame Wing of Chaos could evolve!

  She almost risked her life to rush back, accelerating the Flame Wing's speed to its limit. But she didn't expect that the Chaotic Flame Wing would evolve at this moment. The Chaotic Fire became even more refined, and the speed of the Chaotic Flame Wing increased by several times.

  The five-day journey was shortened to one day by her, and she just made it back in time. No, Ling Wusuo felt a pang in her heart, gritted her teeth fiercely, but still didn't make it in time!

  "No wonder, no wonder..." Yi Qian's eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at the person in front of him with a serious expression, "This fire is quite strange"

  No wonder her sudden burst of speed and power could so lightly avoid him, but if it weren't for the Four-Winged Angel Puppet, she...

  "Ling Wushuang, you think that even if your momentum is raised, as a mid-tier god, you can still harm me?" Yi Qian couldn't help but sneer, "You ignorant thing, only knows how to have wild fantasies."

  He was just surprised at the strange phenomenon on Ling Wu's body, which didn't mean that his ninth-grade peak strength was afraid of this stinky girl!

  "The boss is getting more and more interested in you." Yi Qian's gaze at Ling Wu Shuang was like looking at a commodity, with a greedy color, but before he could take a closer look, a bright blue light flashed in front of him.

  "Whoosh——"

  Along with the sound of tearing through the sky, a shocking breath quickly pounced towards Yi Qian!

  Digression

  "Ugh, to avoid being beaten up, I'll explain what happened. Everything came together at the wrong time. The teacher had to leave the country and suddenly moved up the class schedule, so I was dragged away from writing to attend a day of classes. I couldn't write much, just a little when I got back tonight, and the plot I had planned out didn't get written either. Sorry, especially to the girls in the group! Tomorrow, if nothing else comes up, I'll make it up to you with at least 12,000 words!"