Only one technique could’ve demonstrated such a domineering fire: Dragon Over The Sky, which belonged to the Supreme Emperor ten thousand years ago!
The Blood God naturally knew the Supreme Emperor’s technique. He taught it to Blackstar the Great ten thousand years later, and Blackstar the Great revealed it under Li Linghai’s appearance when Li Yao met her in the Sand Primitive Sector.
Li Yao did not expect to sense the same power again in Li Jialing today.
It seemed that Li Jialing had completely absorbed Wuying Qi 2.0’s power, or he couldn’t have controlled his spiritual energy so deftly.
Li Yao looked at Li Jialing’s hands and his own hands that were like chicken claws, before he suddenly grabbed his wrist and shook it hard.
Long Yangjun had finally suppressed the surging blood in herself. Noticing that Li Yao was shivering as if he suffered an electric shock, she asked curiously, “What are you doing?”
“I’m checking if I can create such a splendid fire too.”
Li Yao shook his wrist for a long time, but nothing except for a mist that seemed to be sick was rising from his hand, and it dispersed the moment he got distracted. Li Yao was rather bummed. “Seriously? Wuying Qi left 99% of his power and battle experience to Li Jialing and an opportunity to become a vicious dragon to me? That’s so unfair!”
“Ugh!”
Li Jialing watched the sword for a long time in fascination. Then, the blade suddenly fell apart into purple flames that died out soon. As if exhausted, Li Jialing became pale and fell on his knees, gagging. He vomited deep-purple blood that was mixed with black threads, as if countless parasites that had been luring in his body were being discharged.
As he vomited out the blood, Li Jialing was finally back to himself. But he seemed weak and exhausted.
He was a 20-year-old young man after all. He had fought Wuying Qi brutally earlier and inherited Wuying Qi’s enormous power later. It was too much for him to absorb all at once.
Li Yao hurried to give him a hand and input feeble spiritual energy into his body.
Both of them had absorbed energy from the Imperial Fire Pearl and Wuying Qi’s legacy. To some extent, their power was of the same origin, so it was easy for Li Jialing to digest Li Yao’s spiritual energy.
Li Jialing moaned and murmured, “What—What happened to me? I feel that I just had a long dream. My head hurts so much.”
“That’s right. We both had a long nightmare. But it’s over now.”
Li Yao said solemnly, “Do you remember who you are and who I am?”
“I am… Li Jialing.”
Looking at Li Linghai who was lying not far away, Li Jialing became firm again. “You’re Brother Yao. We’re fighting Wuying Qi. We’ve already defeated Wuying Qi!”
He jumped in delight, only to exclaim in pain as his wounds were affected. He couldn’t help but touch his wounds, but what he felt was his new skin which was as smooth as that of a newborn baby.
“Has… Has my gold fur dropped?”
The young man was rather excited. “Not only have we defeated Wuying Qi, but I’m also back to normal! Wait, my hair is much longer, mixed with strands of gold hair. Is this the last trace of the Gold Lion? Huh. Brother Yao, your hair has turned partly gray!”
“That’s right.”
Li Yao scratched his hair and said, “Hair dyeing is popular this year.”
“I’m still dizzy. There’s a lot of new stuff in my head, stuff that is in a disorder and is unbelievable.”
Li Jialing held his head and murmured, “I remember that I, Brother Yao, and Sister Long were tricking Wuying Qi when he knocked me out. Then, lots of things happened. I saw a violent black sun and a rising red star. After that…
“After that, the black sun fell apart, and its pieces gathered into a black river of magma which flooded into my brain and burnt up my soul!
“I sank into a place that felt like hell. In an abyss where a black fire raged, I saw how Wuying Qi changed from a Cultivator into an Immortal Cultivator. In the meantime, a persuading voice had been talking to me, trying to convince me that the true path of immortality was correct.
“I was almost convinced. I was about to be convinced. But at the most dangerous moment, I suddenly heard the most unpleasant singing of a man. His singing was so tormenting that I felt my life back in the City in the Sky was not as miserable as that.”
Li Yao: “…Fine. Let’s skip over the details. How do you feel right now?”
Li Jialing took a deep breath and extended his hand again.
Both Li Yao and Long Yangjun focused their eyes on his palm.
This time, no matter how Li Jialing concentrated, he could not unleash the purple fire anymore.
Yet, a stream of vague purple spiritual energy in the shape of a dragon was slowly flowing under the skin of his palm, like a fish that was swimming under the ice.
Suddenly, the purple spiritual energy glittered.
“Ah!”
As if his hand was burnt, Li Jialing cried and subconsciously retreated his hand.
When he opened his hand again, the purple dragon had been melted with his palm print, transforming it into a new pattern that was emitting a purple glow.
“That’s weird…”
Li Jialing blinked his eyes and said in confusion, “I don’t think my palm print was like this before. This is so majestic that I really want to grab something with my hand. Or rather, I have the urge to grab all the stars.”
Recalling the unusual phenomenon that Li Jialing just caused and what Wuying Qi 3.0 told him before death, Li Yao did not know what to say.
What would come would come. It was impossible to avoid one’s destiny. They had to embrace the challenge with courage!
“Brother Yao, what happened to me exactly?”
Li Jialing clenched his fists in confusion.
“I have the same question. What happened to you and Li Jialing when you passed out and struggled. Is Wuying Qi really dead?”
Long Yangjun was also puzzled.
“It’s very hard to explain. Since our time is limited, let’s just cut the long story short!”
Li Yao pondered for a moment and said, “Just now, when I, Jialing, and Wuying Qi were fighting, Wuying Qi detonated his soul and split into two different personalities. His righteous personality invaded my brain, and the dark and evil one invaded Jialing’s, trying to corrupt us and turn us into his successors.”
“Hold on a second—”
Long Yangjun raised her hand. “What did you just say? His righteous personality chose you as his successor and invaded your brain, and his dark and evil personality chose the young lion to inherit the sordid, shameless, and degenerate stuff? Are you sure you’re not mistaken? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?”
“…”
Li Yao glared at Long Yangjun and said angrily, “I’m certainly not mistaken, because his righteous personality was actually even eviler than his evil personality!
“In conclusion, Jialing and I have both swallowed part of Wuying Qi’s personality and soul power. The good thing is that we’ve killed him and divided his legacy without paying any price. The world is back to peace again!”
Li Jialing thought for a moment and said, “What about the bad thing?”
“The bad thing is that, although we destroyed his soul, we might still be influenced by his personality without us realizing it until we sink into darkness and become another Wuying Qi, or even another Blood God.”
Li Yao opened his hands and said, “Of course, there’s another possibility that is even worse. Actually, we may have been swallowed by Wuying Qi or the Blood God, and they are just mimicking the way we talk to deceive other people. I might not be the real Li Yao, and you might not be the real Li Jialing. Or rather, maybe Li Yao and Li Jialing were just distractions, and the real Wuying Qi or Blood God had already escaped into Long Yangjun’s body.”
“Huh?”
Li Jialing was rather scared. “That’s hard to believe. How are we going to confirm it?”
“Don’t be scared. It’s indeed hard to believe. I’m just putting it in perspective.”
Li Yao smiled and said, “It’s impossible to find the answer to the ultimate question, ‘who am I?'”
“Besides, we don’t need Wuying Qi or the Blood God to do bad things. Would we not be lost or corrupted if we are not affected by Wuying Qi or the Blood God’s power? On many occasions, Wuying Qi and the Blood God are just excuses for our own evil thoughts.”
“Wow…”
Li Jialing was rather stunned. “I feel that Brother Yao is much more philosophical after the battle against Wuying Qi!”
“Of course.”
Li Yao opened his fingers and combed the gray hair on his temples. He grinned and said, “So, stop fretting. Life is a continuous battle, and we’ve at least won this one. As for the future, we’ll just see what comes and deal with it correspondingly.”
As they talked, enormous earthquakes came from the depths of the Gold Crystal Pyramid again.
“Not good! The Gold Crystal Pyramid is still running!”
Long Yangjun exclaimed, “But our Colossi have both been damaged. It’s impossible for us to destroy the core of the Gold Crystal Pyramid for now. What do we do?”
“It’s alright. I can get it under control.”
Li Yao patted Li Jialing’s shoulder and rose quickly. With glittering eyes, he strode to the depths of the Gold Crystal Pyramid and said resolutely in a voice that only he could hear, “I must get it under control, and I will!”
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