Hell Emperor

Chapter 203 Xia Wei-departure

The death of the dragon announced the end of a great war.

Xia Wei fell back to the ground, not daring to waste even a moment, and hurriedly dispersed the Nether Spirit Divine Art. All the Nether Spirit magic weapons all over her body turned into light spots and dissipated, and the fairy-like charm disappeared from that pretty face. Yes, there is only endless panic.

As she was slaying the dragon, the black flames on the demon-slaying sword became increasingly dim, and this also sent a heartbreaking signal to her.

Master's soul is about to die.

The light spots moved around, and Ye Jie's figure condensed into shape, but his appearance made Xia Wei heartbroken.

Ye Jie lay on the ground, his breath was weak, his figure was dim, his legs disappeared without a trace, his body was broken bit by bit, the disintegration spread all the way upward, and it was far from stopping. When the upper body also disappeared without a trace, He will disappear completely.

"Master..."

Seeing Ye Jie's appearance in her eyes, Xia Wei could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, and tears burst out of her eyes, leaving a series of tear stains on her pretty face.

At this moment, she doesn't look as heroic as she did when she was fighting against the dragon? She curled up her shoulders and bit her lower lip, unable to suppress the sobs in her throat no matter what. At this moment, all her cultivation and state of mind no longer seemed important, and she turned back into the weak and helpless girl she was when she first met Ye Jie.

Ye Jie patted her shoulder and showed her a trusting look: "Don't be sad, we won, didn't we?"

As Xia Wei ended the operation of the Nether Spirit Art, everyone recovered from the form of the Nether Spirit Magic Artifact.

The backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art also worked on the others, but the backlash on them was far less severe than that on Ye Jie. Apart from looking a little weaker, they seemed to be fine in other places.

As a result, the grade of the Black Edge Demon-Slaying Sword has broken through the level of fourth to sixth grade magical weapons and has entered the level of real artifacts. The other ghost magic weapons only maintain the grade of magical weapons and have lighter backlash than Ye Jie. Secondly, before transforming into a demon-slaying sword, Ye Jie was already seriously injured and his soul was severely damaged. Forcibly transforming into a sword again would only cause more injuries to the soul and make the disintegration more violent.

Various factors made it difficult for Ye Jie's soul to support him. He had reached the point where the lamp was running out of oil and it would not be long before it completely disappeared. In order to transform into a sword, he had burned out the last bit of strength in his soul.

"Brother Jie..." Realizing that Ye Jie's time has come, Hua Xiaomei's face was filled with sadness and her eyes were red.

Ye Jie just smiled at her: "Your makeup looks pretty good, but don't mess it up..."

"Ye Jie, I don't allow you to die, do you hear me? I don't allow you to die!" Li Ba stamped his feet hard, his body shaking.

Ye Jie was quite helpless, if only things were as she said: "Strictly speaking, I died a long time ago. But you, no one will watch you in the future, so don't cause trouble..."

On the side, Li Feimo felt a sore tip on his nose and hurriedly asked Shen Qingge beside him: "Master, is there any magic weapon that can save Brother Jie's soul?"

Shen Qingge sighed softly, with a somewhat otherworldly cold light in his cold eyes: "The soul has disintegrated to this point, and it is difficult for gods to save him. There may be a magic weapon in the master's sect that can save him, but the magic weapon in the master's sect is far away and cannot solve the urgent need. ”

After a pause, she glanced at Xie Xinyu, who was dressed in green clothes among the crowd: "According to legend, there is a soul-restoring magic thing growing in the underworld that is difficult for immortals to find. It is called the other side flower. As long as the other side flower is refined, no matter how much the soul is damaged, Serious injuries can be recovered in an instant... I remember that Ajie got a flower from the other side before. "

Ye Jie was surprised, recalling Po Meng's expression when she handed him the Flower of the Other Shore on the Naihe Bridge, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turns out that Po Meng gave the Flower of the Other Shore to me specifically just for this moment... Po Meng had a wonderful plan and expected it." There will be a day like this, but the flower from the other side is no longer with me."

Hearing this, Xie Xinyu was stunned, and looked at Ye Jie's eyes. In addition to sadness, there was also deep apology: "You, you gave me the Flower of the Other Side, but now I want to use it but it's gone. I really I'm so sorry..."

Ye Jie smiled freely: "No need to apologize, that was my own choice. Besides, I am happy for you to see you come out of the loss."

Xie Xinyu suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "By the way, isn't there a teleportation talisman? As long as Brother Jie is sent to the Naihe Bridge, there may be a way. Even if he can't get the Flower of the Other Shore, he can still be reincarnated! "

Her proposal made everyone's eyes brighten. As long as the soul is still there, there is always hope. Even if he re-enters reincarnation and will forget everything now, at least his soul is saved.

However, Shen Qingge's words made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom: "No, with Ah Jie's disintegrating injuries, a slight touch will make him completely disappear, let alone activate the moving talisman... Under the stimulation of the moving talisman, the moment he reaches the Naihe Bridge, he will completely die and there will be no chance of re-entering the reincarnation. "

As soon as this statement came out, everyone felt desperate.

Seeing that Ye Jie's figure was getting darker and darker, and the disintegration had spread to his chest, leaving only a head and two arms, Xie Xinyu sobbed: "You...do you regret it? If you didn't give me the Flower of the Other Side, maybe You are saved now..."

Ye Jie shook his head and smiled: "I have no regrets. Even if I had to do it again, I would still make the same choice. Don't forget, we are family, and family is our strength."

After listening to what Ye Jie said, the tears in Xie Xinyu's eyes could no longer hold back. She turned her head sideways, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Nan Linghe leaned down and held Ye Jie's left hand. Seeing his increasingly weak appearance, she asked innocently, "Brother Jie, will you get better?"

Ye Jie held her hand, breathing more and more laboriously, and he had to use all his strength to say every word. He did not answer this question, but said, "You said, how good it would be if there was no injustice in this world."

As if the strength of the arm was pulled, the next moment, the collapse occurred on Ye Jie's left arm.

Nan Linghe's tightly clenched hand suddenly loosened, and when she looked down, she saw that Ye Jie's left arm had disappeared. Her heart seemed to disappear with Ye Jie's left arm, and she felt empty.

Realizing what was going to happen next, Xia Wei had already burst into tears. She buried her head deeply, tears kept falling, and her expression was full of helplessness.

Ye Jie patted her back with his right arm, as if he was waking up from the dead, and said solemnly: "Xia Wei, you have realized your potential now. In time, you will be famous in the three realms. All the immortals and monsters will know your name. You will become the most dazzling existence in the world..."

After the voice fell, Ye Jie's right arm also shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Now he only has a head left. He couldn't help but think that if Guazi saw himself now, he would feel very kind.

"Master..." Xia Wei was stiff all over, her thin shoulders were always tense, and her heart had already reached the edge of collapse.

"Go, fight for the fairness and justice in the world, don't let your talent down. From today on, you are a master."

Feeling the soul gradually disappearing, at this moment, Ye Jie only felt calm in his heart, all the joys and anger seemed to be far away from him, and the last thing left was a faint reluctance.

His eyes swept over everyone one by one. Surrounded by his family, the light in his pupils gradually faded, and he murmured his final goodbye: "Take care of yourself in the future..."

After that, his soul dissipated like smoke, gone with the wind, without a trace.

"No... Master..."

Xia Wei knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. Her master was still caring about her until the last moment before his death. This scene made her heart feel like a knife cutting.

She clenched her fists and pounded the ground hard, once, twice... The small fists pounded on the ground, cracking the ground, and bleeding from her finger bones, but she did not use the Hundred Refining Body to repair it, but felt the pain deeply.

No matter how she vented, the depression in her heart never eased at all. Instead, the bits and pieces of her past experiences with her master kept emerging in her heart.

She recalled that when they first met, Ye Jie wanted to give her some martial arts to establish a good relationship, but she forced herself to worship Ye Jie as her master, which made the two of them inseparable.

She still remembered the situation when her master recited the classics for her at the beginning of her practice. Even if she accidentally fell asleep, her master never blamed her, but let her have a good rest the next day.

She never forgot that when she was killing people and seemed to be betrayed by the whole world, her master still stood by her side unwaveringly. No matter what troubles she got into or what mistakes she made, her master would forgive her, and the two of them would fight against this cruel world together.

She thought of the situation when she had achieved success in her practice and in turn carefully guided her master to practice the martial arts. She could learn the martial arts after listening to it once, but her master failed countless times. Being able to teach her master also made her feel a sense of accomplishment from the bottom of her heart.

In her memory, her master never complained about how seriously he was injured in order to transform into a sword, but was willing to be driven by him even if he was seriously injured by the backlash of the Nether Spirit Divine Art. In order to better transform into a sword, the master tried every possible way, such as the Golden Soul Nurturing Technique, the Dragon Yuan Sutra... all kinds of things, just for her to be able to exert stronger strength.

Unconsciously, tears covered Xia Wei's face. Those scenes that she didn't want to forget, those memories that she treasured in her heart, all came to her at this moment, and her tears soaked her clothes. She still had a lot to say to her master, but now she had no chance.

"Ouch..."

Xia Wei suddenly heard a cry beside her ear.

Following the sound, she saw Nan Linghe tripped by something. She got up and picked up the thing that tripped her. It was a bronze token. The token was simple, the edges were rubbed very brightly, and the surface was full of traces of wind erosion. In the middle of the token, there was a word Jie engraved.

"Is that... Brother Jie's ghost messenger order?"

Hua Xiaomei seemed to have discovered something and exclaimed.

In addition to the ghost messenger order, Nan Linghe also picked up a fragment, which was the last thing left after Ye Jie's figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Xia Wei immediately got up, came to Nan Linghe's side, and said, "Give it to me."

"Oh..." Nan Linghe did not doubt it and handed the Ghost Messenger Order to Xia Wei.

After getting the Ghost Messenger Order, Xia Wei held it tightly and kept it close to her body, unwilling to part with it for a moment.

On the side, Xie Xinyu couldn't help but said, "Sister Xia Wei, that Ghost Messenger Order is Brother Jie's relic, I want it too..."

As she spoke, Xie Xinyu's tone suddenly became smaller, and she saw Xia Wei's eyes.

The pair of bright eyes that once overflowed with vitality now lost the ability to focus, and instead, there was a cold and dead silence. Xia Wei's eyes were numb, without any emotional fluctuations, as if everything had left her.

Being stared at by such pupils, on the contrary, makes people feel palpitations and heartbroken more than being stared at by extremely angry eyes.

Xia Wei raised her chin, a hint of sadness between her brows: "Master cares about me the most on weekdays. If he were still alive, he would definitely leave the Ghost Messenger Order to me."

Xia Wei did not give in on the ownership of the Ghost Messenger Order. Not long ago, the supreme momentum of killing the dragon seemed to gather in her again. No one could snatch the master's Ghost Messenger Order from her.

"Forget it, just ignore what I said... If you want it, I'll leave it to you." Seeing that Xia Wei had made up her mind, Xie Xinyu muttered softly.

On the side, Li Fei'e's eyes were red. Ye Jie's death made her heart sad. She turned her head and looked at Shen Qingge on the side. The master's demeanor made her stunned.

But she saw Shen Qingge standing with his hands behind his back, his expression was calm, there was no sign of sadness on his face, but he seemed unkind, which made her very puzzled: "Master, why do you look not sad at all?"

Shen Qingge glanced at her: "Heaven is ruthless, when you reach my level, you will naturally understand."

Li Fei'e shook his head: "Even if I reach the level of Master, I will still feel sad for the death of my family."

"Really... Then you should remember this sadness and turn it into motivation for cultivation. If your strength is a little stronger, if you are now at the level of an immortal, maybe you can prevent the tragedy from happening." Shen Qingge reminded.

Li Fei'e lowered his head: "Master, do you really have no feelings in your heart?"

"If you want to talk about feelings... maybe it's a little regretful." Shen Qingge sighed, "After this battle, I wanted to invite Ajie and his party to discuss the Dao in the Flower Valley of Beijuluzhou. Now it seems that there is no such opportunity..."

Seeing her lonely expression, Li Fei'e's heart trembled. It turned out that the master was not ruthless. The heart as cold as an iceberg would also be melted by the hot feelings.

Li Fei'e looked up and saw the expressions of the people. The past events could not help but emerge in his mind. He said to himself: "Brother Jie, no one else knows your real name, but I know that this is a secret between us. I will keep it for you."

Everyone was solemn and speechless, and the scene fell into a deathly silence. Only the occasional sobbing proved that everyone's heart was not calm.

I don't know how long it took before Xuancheng came with the relocation talisman drawn by Tianxuan Hall, distributed the talisman to everyone, and prepared to leave the underworld and return to the human world.