After saying this.
The old man watched the girl quietly, a sneer playing on his lips.
He looked toward the girl leisurely.
He saw a thin figure enveloped in ink-colored long robes, standing with her hands hanging down.
Her pitch-black eyes were lowered, seemingly considering what he had said.
He had seen too many so-called geniuses... and too many pretentious madmen.
But in the end, when faced with the rules of this world, they all chose to compromise without exception.
Because those who did not compromise had already turned into the dust of these mountains and rivers.
Besides, for him, it didn't matter whether she chose to continue trying to kill Wang Canglan or chose to stop today.
Although Wang Canglan was the head disciple of Yujing Tower and the number one Prodigy of the Eastern Region.
In the end, he was merely a vessel cultivated by the Dao Lineage for the Painting Realm.
If this girl was truly blinded by killing intent and insisted on dealing the killing blow.
Then let him be killed.
At most, it would just be replacing him with someone else to bear the Painting Realm.
"..."
After a long while.
Under the old man's gaze, she finally made a move.
She did not show a look of wariness as the old man expected, nor did she immediately turn to leave.
Instead, she indifferently lifted her foot.
She strode toward Wang Canglan, who was lying in a pool of blood, on the verge of death.
But as she was just passing him.
A sneer was heard.
The girl slightly turned her head.
"Worthless garbage."
"..."
The old man's face instantly darkened.
As the words fell.
The black mist surrounding her was no longer restrained at this moment.
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her right hand, her five fingers forming a hollow grip: "What 'enemy of heaven,' what 'rules of heaven and earth'..."
"If you ask me... it's all bullshit."
Her voice grew louder and louder, finally turning into rolling thunder that exploded over the entire Wangchuan Valley.
"The people of the world all seek to kowtow to heaven to fulfill their destiny, begging for the heavens' pity to grant them a sliver of life."
"But what I seek in this life has never been to kowtow to heaven to fulfill my destiny."
"But rather, to make this heaven kowtow to me."
"With my intent of death, I shall stain this life entirely!"
The blood and Qi in her body had long since boiled to the extreme.
Inch by inch, the surface of her skin cracked, and a brilliant red light erupted like lava.
She appeared directly in front of Wang Canglan.
He looked at the girl before him in terror.
"No..."
Wang Canglan opened his mouth, wanting to call for help.
But Jiang Yuechu's palm had already clamped onto the crown of his head.
"Die... for me!"
She suddenly exerted force.
The Great Black Heaven Body Forging Scripture circulated frantically.
The thousands of demon souls she had imprisoned within her body transformed into the purest baleful power at this moment, pouring into Wang Canglan's body through her arm.
"Save me—!!!"
Wang Canglan's shrill scream echoed through the clouds.
In the sky above.
The originally crimson clouds instantly turned ink-black.
Thunder moved frantically through the clouds, letting out roars of indignation.
It was as if this world was mourning the fall of this Prodigy.
The old man looked at the girl standing in the sky full of black mist, methodically wiping the blood from her hands.
For a moment, he actually lost himself.
How many years has it been?
He had never seen someone so resolute.
Even after he had said so much, she still chose this path in the end...
Jiang Yuechu wiped the blood from her hands clean.
She looked back indifferently at the old man, her pitch-black eyes as deep as an abyss, without a ripple of emotion: "Now that he is dead, what do you intend to do?"
The thousands of demons below all held their breath.
Even the head disciple of Yujing Tower had been killed; this new Demon Emperor's boldness had reached a boundless level.
Now, facing this mysterious old man whose depths were unknown, she actually dared to be so provocative.
Hearing this, the old man only smiled faintly.
He held his hands behind his back, his posture leisurely.
"Since the person is dead, what need is there for this seat to take action?"
"Since his skills were inferior, if he's dead, he's dead; it only proves his fate was poor and he was unworthy of this great responsibility of heaven and earth."
"As for you..."
The old man took a deep look at Jiang Yuechu.
"Your path has only just begun."
"I hope that in the future, you will not regret today's decision..."
Having said that.
With his hands behind his back, he prepared to turn and leave.
But just as the words fell.
The rain of blood filling the sky suddenly suspended in mid-air.
The whistling sound of the wind completely froze at this instant.
A sharp sound of breaking air exploded directly by the old man's ear.
The old man's pupils suddenly contracted.
Within his line of sight.
The black-clothed figure that was originally a hundred feet away had suddenly appeared before him.
A fierce whip kick came howling.
"You seem to have mistaken one thing..."
The girl's icy voice arrived simultaneously with the whip kick.
"Did I ever say I would let you go?"
The old man's expression changed drastically.
He never expected that after killing Wang Canglan, this girl would actually dare to strike first against him.
It was simply madness.
But he was, after all, a top-tier powerhouse who had lived for untold years.
Even if it happened suddenly, his body's instinctive reaction was still extremely fast.
The old man snorted coldly.
He did not retreat but instead directly raised his right hand.
He met Jiang Yuechu's whip kick head-on.
Bang—
A massive force poured into the old man's body, causing his expression to change completely.
"This..."
The old man only had time to utter a single word.
The terrifying force erupted completely.
Boom—
The sleeve of his entire right arm exploded inch by inch, turning into ash.
An unparalleled impact smashed fiercely against his chest.
His entire body was like a meteor struck by an asteroid, flying backward directly.
Rumble.
The violent shockwave spread in all directions, peeling off another layer of ground from Wangchuan Valley, which was already a ruin.
Dust and gravel filled the sky as they soared upward.
The trembling demons only felt the ground shake and the mountains sway, as if doomsday had arrived.
They all quickly lowered their heads, not daring to peek at what was happening.
Deep within the ruins.
The thick smoke and dust were slowly pushed aside by a breeze.
The old man stood up from the ground.
His figure became a bit more hunched.
The sleeve of his right arm had completely turned to ash, revealing a withered arm.
Looking at the Girl in Black Robes who continued to dash toward him.
In the depths of the old man's eyes, a trace of confusion finally flashed.
Even after watching this girl for so long and already feeling that her cultivation was somewhat absurd... after facing her in person, this sense of absurdity grew even stronger.
He couldn't understand it.
He really couldn't understand it.
Which of those prodigies from the Twenty-Five Lineages of the Eastern Region wasn't built up using tens of thousands of years of a Dao Lineage's foundation?
Top-grade heart materials, supreme Cultivation Techniques, protection from great powerhouses, and Heaven And Earth Treasures.
Not a single one could be missing.
Wang Canglan was even a peerless blade that Yujing Tower had spent thousands of years of effort on, exhausting all the resources of the Chunyang Lineage to nurture.
But this girl before him.
She had no Legacy of a supreme Dao Lineage.
No mountain-high piles of resources.
She was just a Wild Path Practitioner from a mortal Dynasty.
On what basis could she have such strength?
The old man even began to doubt... if the Wang Canglan he had painstakingly cultivated had truly been wasted on a dog.