Li Shou's face was extremely grim, and he gritted his teeth, growling, "Back then, although our Fire Lotus City didn't have much of a relationship with you, we still helped you with all our might. Even when your sister, Su Hongye, annihilated our Fire Lotus City, we never considered you an enemy!"
"Now you repay kindness with enmity, wantonly suppressing this old man. What a Su Qingmeng!"
"You two sisters... indeed, you are of the same Origin, birds of a feather!"
Li Shou's face was filled with disappointment and gloom.
But the outcome was already decided, so he had nothing to fear and spoke his mind freely.
Originally, Su Qingmeng hadn't intended to bother with Li Shou.
But as soon as she heard "sisters," she immediately became displeased.
Her eyes suddenly turned cold. The next moment, her originally gentle, water-like aura drastically changed, and the pressure of a Half-Step Great Emperor surged like a tide, directly bearing down on Li Shou!
Her voice was as cold as ice, her tone chilling:
"What ingratitude!"
"You hypocrites, our dealings back then were merely mutually beneficial. That small profit has long been settled."
"Now you dare to speak of kindness to me? Heh, are you worthy?"
"Don't try to play tricks with that self-righteous facade in front of me."
"I didn't act against you back then because I couldn't be bothered with her affairs. But you group of dying old dogs, you actually plot to cultivate mongrels under my nose, dreaming of revenge?"
"And that old dog, Blood Butcher, deserved to die. He dared to bully the weak and try to kill Ye'er."
"Now you have no retreat. Everything you have done is self-inflicted misfortune, digging your own graves."
"Furthermore, even if it truly is Su Qingmeng repaying kindness with enmity, so what?"
"You've lived this long, can't you see the principle that the winner is king and the loser is bandit?"
"Let me think, I heard quite a few interesting things back then..."
"Oh, right..."
"On the day your Fire Lotus City was annihilated by the Jiang Clan army, most of your subordinates were like fence-sitters, surrendering and begging for mercy, or scattering and fleeing like stray dogs..."
"And those 'righteous heroes' who were once protected and helped by you, which one stood up for you?"
"Instead, quite a few quickly turned and pledged allegiance to the Jiang Clan, either secretly sending letters or offering treasures to seek peace..."
"Hmph, let me think, what did they say about you behind your backs?"
"They said that the people of your Fire Lotus City had mouths harder than swords, Daos higher than the Heavens, always telling others what to do, self-proclaimed righteous and pure..."
"They also said you overestimated yourselves and deserved to be destroyed..."
With each word she uttered, a phantom light flashed in the sky, and peach blossoms bloomed in profusion.
Su Qingmeng's words were like true damage, fiercely piercing the hearts of Ye Qingyun and Li Shou.
Li Shou's face showed sorrow, his heart twisted as if by a knife.
What Su Qingmeng said was indeed true. Back then, they had sought help from many, even old rivals of the Jiang Clan.
But those immortal Dao lineages all ignored them.
As for why?
Fire Lotus City was indeed a sworn enemy of the Jiang Clan, and privately assisting them could be used to annoy the Jiang Clan.
But openly, no Dao lineage would ever be willing to form an Alliance with them.
Because this group of people from Fire Lotus City was simply too stubborn.
Not only did they confront the Jiang Clan, but they also liked to criticize and stir up trouble.
Even the forces that had helped them, Fire Lotus City liked to point fingers at them.
Over time, they not only lost allies but also incurred much resentment.
I helped you, and you still pick apart my flaws?
With such a style of conduct, it would be strange if they weren't destroyed.
Li Shou no longer wanted to speak. He knew that anything he said would be meaningless.
And Ye Qingyun was also filled with sorrow and deep despair.
Su Qingmeng was too lazy to waste any more words.
Her Qi surged, and peach blossoms bloomed again across the sky. Dozens of shimmering petals transformed into Heavenly Dao talismans, descending from the sky and swirling around Li Shou's entire body!
Soul Sealing, God Suppressing, Movement Forbidding, Consciousness Trapping – the power of the Great Dao poured in with a roar!
A pink light flashed, and Li Shou's figure instantly vanished, taken into a unique Universe's Seal space, completely losing any possibility of struggle.
At this moment, Jiang Ye gently withdrew from Su Qingmeng's embrace and slowly landed on the ground.
His gaze fell on Ye Qingyun, his expression calm, without any trace of pressure.
At this moment, Ye Qingyun's Luck had fallen to less than a third, and his heart was extremely low and despairing.
In the distant mountain range to the east, the earth-shattering phenomena and array rumblings had also gradually subsided at this moment.
It could be imagined that the battle on the east side was also nearing its end.
Ye Qingyun looked at Jiang Ye with hatred, clenching his teeth tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Divine Son of the Jiang Clan, you've won, you've completely won... do you still want to continue humiliating me?"
Jiang Ye looked at him calmly, without a trace of pity, and said indifferently, "I want you to do something for me. If you don't, I will kill Granny Yun and Li Shou."
Concise and to the point, without any fancy embellishments or unnecessary explanations.
Ye Qingyun's expression froze, his brows furrowed deeply, his eyes fixed intently on Jiang Ye.
"What is it?"
"You, as the dignified Divine Son of the Jiang Clan, actually need someone like me, who has no power or influence, to do something for you?"
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Ye's mouth, just as he was about to speak.
Suddenly!
The distant sky trembled violently, and an incredibly vast, unimaginable aura, like a celestial river pouring down, crashed from the zenith of the firmament!
Accompanying the surging Qi, a pillar of light shot up from the ground, soaring into the nine heavens!
The entire world seemed to be trembling!
All eyes were instantly drawn to that extraordinary phenomenon... The entire area vibrated, the earth cracked, and endless firelight erupted from the mountain fissures, like a sleeping Fire Dao Dragon awakening with a mournful cry.
That was—the omen of an Emperor's fall!
The Origin Qi of a Great Emperor, like a collapsing star, was completely annihilated in this world!
All powerful Cultivators felt their minds shake; even thousands of miles away, they could feel that indescribable sense of finality.
That was not the death of an ordinary Cultivator.
But the end of an Emperor!
Zhang Chaoxian, Fire Lotus Great Emperor, the pillar that once propped up Fire Lotus City.
Now, his Dao flame had extinguished.
His broken body and shattered bones fell from the Void Realm, burning fragments scattering in the air, staining the earth red.
"Grandpa Village Chief..."
Ye Qingyun was struck by lightning, his body swayed, his heart ached fiercely, and blood vessels bulged in his eyes!
He could hardly believe it.
Jiang Ye looked indifferently at the wisp of scattered firelight, his expression calm, almost cold.
In his eyes, this was nothing more than an already destined event.
Just now, Su Hongye had also sent him a message, her tone carrying a hint of appreciation.
By her tone, she seemed quite happy.
This was probably because Su Hongye felt that she had barely intervened.
At the very end, when Fire Lotus Great Emperor was severely wounded by numerous grand arrays, she seized the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
And she did so without holding back at all.
Zhang Chaoxian was completely obliterated, his Divine Soul destroyed.
In short, Su Hongye was very satisfied with Jiang Ye's arrangements and methods, truly worthy of being her son.
"Zhang Chaoxian has fallen."
Su Qingmeng spoke indifferently, her tone gentle, yet containing a chilling sharpness.
Her eyes looked towards the gradually extinguishing firelight in the distance, without pity, only mockery.
"It was merely a death struggle in the end."
At this moment, Ye Qingyun felt as if all hope was lost, and he almost knelt to the ground.
That Luck, which had already been suppressed to its limit, plummeted again at this moment.
【Ding! Ye Qingyun's Luck value has fallen below five thousand!】
The System's prompt sounded in Jiang Ye's Divine Sense, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.