thefictionvixens 873. Reason for resurrection
873. Reason for resurrection
The scene unfolding before his eyes suddenly changed Tang Qiying's initial excitement at watching Xiao Yan be killed. He felt like prey, only realizing he had been targeted for a very long time before he died.
"What...what are you talking about?" Tang Qiying's soul began to rage with the will to survive: "That lord clearly told me that as long as I successfully kill Xiao Yan, I will regain my freedom! How dare you disobey that?"
"Kill Xiao Yan?"
The man in black robes sneered, "Did you succeed? Not only did you fail to take Xiao Yan's life, but he also destroyed the body he had meticulously prepared for you, leaving you a pathetic sight, like a stray dog. If it weren't for my Zi Huo saving your life, do you think you'd be alive now to negotiate with me?"
Tang Qiying's soul was struck as if by a heavy blow. He wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find any reason to do so, because he had just experienced a crushing defeat.
The man in black robes remained indifferent, looking at Tang Qiying as if she were an ant: "Telling you the truth is fine. From beginning to end, you were nothing more than a sacrifice I used to perfectly fuse with this Void Devouring Flame. For perfection, for it to be in harmony with my will, this Void Devouring Flame must completely devour a soul filled with deep resentment. In this respect, you are outstanding; even with your soul shattered, you still retain basic integrity and extremely deep resentment."
"So we chose you, went through the trouble of reviving you, and helped you find the body of Huo Xuan, the Yan Clan's prodigy. We even gave you the Eight Desolate Annihilation Flame and the Soul Jade, which we didn't even have ourselves. We even secured you a spot in the Yan Clan's Heavenly Tomb and led the way into it. But ultimately, you're just a pawn. Otherwise, why do you think this Void Devouring Flame would protect you at crucial moments, yet disobey your commands?"
The black-robed man's tone was full of calculation, clearly indicating that everything was under the control of the Soul Clan. However, the more Tang Qiying listened, the angrier and colder he felt. His pride in his strength and resurrection was nothing more than a trick arranged by others.
"I must commend you; your resentment is indeed very strong. For three years, you have been nourishing this Void Devouring Flame for me, and now it has reached its peak. Your mission is complete."
Tang Qiying was stunned into place: "Then how about dealing with Xiao Yan?"
"This is certainly one of your tasks. If you can kill Xiao Yan with your own hands, I will come out and tell you the fate of your pawn, and let you taste the bitterness of despair. But you are too useless, you can't even seize this last chance to fulfill your destiny."
"It's a pity about Huo Xuan. He didn't die at my hands, but instead was pathetically possessed by you. It's really a waste. It proves that those who are not descendants of Dou Di are ultimately not of great use."
"That's fine too, saves me the trouble of doing it myself and getting my hands dirty." The black-robed man's words became increasingly harsh, each sentence piercing Tang Qiying's heart.
Extreme anger, the humiliation of being fooled, and the hopelessness of resurrection finally overwhelmed Tang Qiying's last shred of sanity. Her remaining soul power surged wildly, desperately trying to make this vicious creature pay the price, or at least to puncture this ridiculous perfect fusion.
The black-robed Soul Clan member instantly noticed the abnormality in Tang Qiying's soul: "Trying to self-destruct your soul?"
The Soul Clan woman moved her soul and immediately immobilized Tang Qiying's soul, preventing him from successfully self-destructing.
Heavenly Soul! The real deal!
Faced with such absolute power, Tang Qiying, who was already seriously injured, seemed even more insignificant and couldn't even self-destruct.
"Behave yourself, make your final contribution, and be devoured by my Void Devouring Flame!"
As if receiving a command, the black flames became greedy, their devouring power surging. Tang Qiying clearly felt his soul power gradually disappearing.
However, the black-robed Soul Clan member still felt it wasn't enough and added in a mocking tone.
"Of course, I'm not afraid to tell you. If you want to prevent me from getting my way, it's very simple. Just let go of your resentment towards me or Xiao Yan at this moment, calm down, and accept it calmly. It's really possible that it will leave some flaws in the fusion of my Void Devouring Flame Sub-Flame."
The man in black robes tilted his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through everything about Tang Qiying: "Unfortunately, based on our understanding of you, you absolutely cannot do it."
"With your vindictive, narrow-minded, and despicable nature of blaming others for all failures, you probably have nothing in your heart right now but resentment and hatred towards me or Xiao Yan. And the more you are like this, the better you will become for Zi Huo."
The Soul Clan woman's words struck a chord with Tang Qiying.
Yes, he can't let go. How could he possibly let go?
His hatred for Xiao Yan, his hatred for the Soul Clan's exploitation, and his hatred for the injustice of fate—these hatreds had long since seeped into his soul, becoming the pillars that sustained his existence.
Let him let go? That would be even more unacceptable to him than complete destruction. The black-robed man from the Soul Clan understood this, which is why he was so fearless.
"You... demons! Soul Clan... Xiao Yan... I curse you! I curse you to a terrible death! May you never be reincarnated! Ah—"
Therefore, in the end, Tang Qiying could only be consumed bit by bit by the Void Devouring Flame, using it as nourishment amidst endless resentment. Tang Qiying's soul fluctuations weakened rapidly, while the black flames grew stronger and stronger.
The black-robed Soul Clan member was also satisfied with absorbing the Void Devouring Flame into his own body. Tang Qiying had completed his final mission and no longer needed his attention.
She then slowly raised her hand and pulled back the wide black robe that had been concealing her face. A stunningly beautiful face was revealed, her features exquisitely sculpted, with long, narrow eyes and a captivating allure that emanated from her gaze.
However, her aura was cold and hard, with an aloof indifference that was in no way inferior to that of a man. This strange fusion of allure and ferocity made her exude an extremely dangerous aura.
Her gaze fell upon Xiao Yan, who was in the distance, fully focused on fusing with the Five-Colored Fire Lotus. The fusion of the strange fires had reached its final stage, and Xiao Yan's energy expenditure was immense.
The Soul Clan woman parted her red lips slightly, her voice cold and clear: "Xiao Yan, the last hope of the Xiao Clan, it seems he will perish at my hands today."
Soul Wind's voice did not affect Xiao Yan, but he also knew that today was a desperate situation.
The reason is simple: there were four Dou Sheng standing next to him, but they ignored his actions and did not interfere. They just watched him merge quietly.
This eerie calm was even more terrifying than the frenzied attacks. Xiao Yan also considered a possibility: these people were completely unconcerned about his strongest attack.
(Thanks to CC)