Chapter 743: Not Afraid of Slipping Your Tongue
At this moment, the disciples of Xingyao Sect stood there blankly, staring straight at the place where the second elder of Xingyao Sect fell. The expressions on their faces seemed frozen, full of disbelief and astonishment.
Their eyes were wide open, their mouths slightly open, and they were unable to move as if they were under a spell.
The scene before their eyes was so horrifying that to them it was like an extremely terrifying nightmare that suddenly broke into reality from fantasy without any warning.
The second elder of the Xingyao Sect, who was usually so majestic and could change the situation in the sect by stomping his feet, was very powerful and could be regarded as one of the pillars of the sect. But at this moment, he was knocked to the ground so easily by Su Chenyin, and his life or death was in danger.
For a moment, the whole scene fell into deathly silence, with only the faint sound of the breeze gently blowing across everyone's faces.
After a long while, the painful groan of the second elder of Xingyao Sect could be heard from afar, like an electric current, instantly piercing through everyone's stagnant thoughts.
The disciples of Xingyao Sect finally woke up as if from a dream, as if they had escaped from that terrible nightmare.
The disciples closest to the Second Elder of Xingyao Sect reacted the fastest. They took steps without hesitation and rushed towards the fallen Second Elder.
The leading disciple was in a state of panic, and his steps seemed a little unsteady, but he still tried his best to rush forward.
After arriving beside the Second Elder of Xingyao Sect, the disciple quickly stretched out his hands and helped the Second Elder up in a slightly clumsy and panicked manner.
His face was pale, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He muttered to himself, "Master...Master, how are you? I hope nothing happens to you!"
At the same time, he held the arm of the second elder of Xingyao Sect tightly with his trembling hands, and used all his strength to help the second elder sit up straighter.
At the same time, the other disciples quickly gathered around.
Some people hurriedly took out various precious healing pills from their arms and anxiously handed them to the second elder's mouth.
Some people squatted down and carefully checked the injuries on the Second Elder's body with nervous expressions. While checking, they kept muttering concerned and urgent words such as "Second Elder of Xingyao Sect, you must hold on!"
At this moment, the second elder of Xingyao Sect looked as pale as a lifeless piece of white paper, with strands of bright red blood flowing from the corners of his lips, as if they were traces of life passing away.
Those eyes that should have been sharp and majestic were now filled with despair and unwillingness, like two stars that were about to go out, dim and lifeless.
Several disciples rushed forward to help him up. He was so weak that he could only lean weakly on one of the disciples.
Blood continued to seep out from the corners of his mouth, drop by drop, slowly dripping onto the ground, forming shocking blood flowers.
His breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible, but he still spoke with difficulty: "No... This is impossible! I... I actually lost to that lowly, lowly ant... My Miaomiao... Her blood feud has not yet been avenged..."
Before he could finish his words, he started coughing violently, and his whole body was shaking with the rhythm of his coughing.
Every cough was like a torture, as if it was squeezing out the last bit of life force in his body.
The pain in his eyes did not just come from the physical trauma he suffered, but more from the deep pain and self-blame for being unable to do anything about the tragic death of his beloved daughter.
"It's all this bitch's fault!" The second elder of Xingyao Sect stared at Su Chenyin, his eyes burning with rage and his resentment revealed without any concealment.
He clenched his teeth, feeling secretly annoyed and filled with resentment at his own incompetence.
Just now he had vowed to avenge his daughter's tragic death, but now not only did he fail to achieve his wish, but he found himself in such a desperate situation.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood was dripping slowly through his fingers, but he was unaware.
The distorted face and trembling body all revealed his inner resentment and unwillingness.
Ling Ji took light steps, turned her head leisurely, and fixed her sharp eyes directly on the injured Second Elder of Xingyao Sect.
She parted her red lips slightly, speaking with a hint of sarcasm: "Oh! Let me see who this is. Oh, it turns out to be the famous Second Elder of Xingyao Sect!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... What's wrong with you, old man? Are you going backwards in time? You were beaten so badly by such an unknown nobody. You look so miserable!"
As she spoke, she shook her head slightly, her eyes full of disdain: "Not only that, but she almost lost her life. Oh my, this is really shocking and eye-opening!"
“In my opinion, judging by the current state of your Xingyao Sect, you’d better pack up your bags and get out of this God Realm as soon as possible, so as not to embarrass yourself here and become a laughing stock, hahahaha…”
Her laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the square, like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of the second elder of Xingyao Sect and everyone in Xingyao Sect.
The second elder of Xingyao Sect was already seriously injured. Hearing Lingji's sarcasm, he became even more furious, and the anger in his heart instantly burned.
He was so angry that he was shaking all over, his face turned red, and his lips trembled as he tried to say something in rebuttal.
However, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly coughed violently, followed by a large mouthful of scarlet blood.
He still stared at Ling Ji, his fierce eyes like a hungry wolf, as if he wanted to pounce on her and eat her alive to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Su Chenyin watched all this quietly, her beautiful eyes as calm as water, as if all this was within her expectations.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes slowly swept over Ling Ji and other people in the God Realm, and said:
"You people from various forces in the God Realm have come all the way to our Qianluo Palace in Yunluo Continent. Aren't you planning to take over the heart of the Cangming Realm and all the forces of good and evil?"
"What a pity," Su Chenyin showed a regretful and innocent expression, "After all, you are still a step late. The core of the Cangming Realm and the forces of good and evil have already been contracted by me!"
When Ling Ji heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.
She raised her chin with an arrogant look and laughed out loud without disguising herself: "Hahaha... this is so ridiculous! So ridiculous!"
"How dare you, a lowly and lowly ant, dream of signing a contract with the Cangming Realm's Heart and the forces of good and evil? Aren't you afraid of getting your tongue tangled when you brag?"
After a brief pause, Ling Ji continued in an extremely disdainful tone:
"Humph, don't think you are so great just because you relied on a bit of luck to defeat that useless second elder of Xingyao Sect!"
"You are a weak and inferior person, yet you dare to try to get your hands on the core of the Cangming Realm and the forces of good and evil. It's simply wishful thinking!"
While Ling Ji was speaking sarcastically, she looked Su Chenyin up and down with contempt, as if she was looking at a clown who didn't know his own limitations.
Her tone became even more sarcastic, the smile on her face became more mocking, and her eyes were full of disparagement of Su Chenyin.