Immortal Devil Transformation

This was the first time Zhang Ping felt the taste of fear ever since he became the true devil king.

He refused to believe that anyone in this world could face death this peacefully, that there was someone willing to sacrifice themselves to destroy him.

His reincarnation, together with his pride and confidence, they were all shattered by Xuan Yuan.

He didn’t dare to continue fighting.

He turned around to run.

He frantically breathed in the surrounding air, taking oxygen into his lungs. This created shrill noises in the air.

His knees bent. All of his strength was poured into his feet.

His body suddenly disappeared from the sky.

If one’s speed was fast to the point where it exceeded the limits of everyone’s eyes and perception, then it would seem like he disappeared.

Moreover, when one’s speed reached a level no power could reach, then as long as he could maintain this type of speed, then there was no way any power could land on his body.

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Zhang Ping was using all of his strength to run.

As long as he could get away this time, he still had another chance to fight against Lin Xi.

“You truly cannot be considered human anymore.”

Lin Xi turned around and said this.

His anger also reached its limit.

He has always been someone filled with both love and hatred.

Zhang Ping didn’t dare to get angry, but his anger allowed him to exceed his previous limit.

He reached out a hand.

Nangong Weiyang sensed his conviction. She loosened her hand.

The sword in her hands suddenly entered Lin Xi’s hands.

Endless heaven and earth vital energy poured into this sword. This sword chased after Zhang Ping.

Lin Xi already couldn’t grasp Zhang Ping’s true whereabouts, but he could sense the winds produced by his moving figure. He could sense the vital energy around Zhang Ping.

His sword completed many thrusts in a single breath.

Sword light covered everything.

Zhang Ping smashed into the sword lights.

His body smashed through these sword lights, but his body still slowed a bit as a result.

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With this slight slowing, his figure appeared in Lin Xi’s perception.

Lin Xi coughed lightly.

The speed at which soul force flowed through his body accelerated again.

His blood even seeped out from his skin, forming a faint layer of bloody mist outside his body.

But he felt joy.

His flying sword accurately pierced through Zhang Ping’s heart.

Zhang Ping’s right hand gripped the flying sword.

Both his and Zhang Ping’s power entered a stalemate. The auras around their bodies surged like a great sea, sweeping outwards.

The surging aura made the two of them seem as if they instantly became countless times larger.

This sword that seemed to contain all of Lin Xi’s rage didn’t seem to be enough to pierce through Zhang Ping’s body.

At this time, another burst of power poured out from within Lin Xi’s body.

This power came from his soul merging. Fine strands of golden lightning gathered by his hands and condensed into a spear.

Then, his legs stepped firmly on the ground. He forcefully threw out a lightning spear.

The moment he flung it out, another power took form within him. This power came from his ‘darkness’, the power of his Devil Transformation’s boost to his physical strength.

This spear that gathered his power didn’t shoot straight towards Zhang Ping’s body, but rather struck the back of his flying sword like a hammer.

That sluggish flying sword suddenly moved forward. Its tip pierced into Zhang Ping’s body.

Zhang Ping’s face froze. His right hand’s five fingers were cut off like radishes.

His body unconsciously bent backwards. Before this flying sword completely destroyed his heart, his left hand forcibly struck this sword from above, making it stab diagonally into his abdomen.

His body was still the world’s most powerful weapon. His flesh clamped down firmly on this sword.

But when his right hand’s five fingers were sliced off, under the true threat and fear of death, the pain he seemed to have previously completely forgotten about clearly returned to his senses.

AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Following this miserable scream, a red-purple flame stretching more than ten meters in length shot out from his mouth.

Lin Xi raised his head.

He let go of that sword that thrusted into Zhang Ping’s body.

Natural vital energy continued to pour into his body. One after another, flying swords formed at his fingertips. Then, they were flung high up into the air, aiming at Zhang Ping’s body.

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Zhang Ping was already seriously injured. He was already no longer as powerful as when he charged at Lin Xi while clad in armor.

Red-purple flames emerged from his body. However, these flames frolicked about like a candle flame under the battering of sword lights.

He pulled out Lin Xi’s sword from his body.

Many streaks of blood suddenly appeared on the back of his hands and arms.

He flung this sword towards Lin Xi. But before he did this, another dozen or so bleeding sword scars opened up on his body.

The flying sword was flung out.

But because of the pain, his body trembled. This sword couldn’t target Lin Xi at all. It flew through the air, passing by Lin Xi’s left side. It turned into a streak of flames and flew into the unknown.

Sword scars appeared on his forehead and face as well.

Black blood flowed into his eyes. His vision began to blur. He already couldn’t stop Lin Xi’s power from continuously battering his body.

That was why it was as if he was being tortured by a thousand cuts.

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The sky became bright again.

Zhang Ping’s left hand fingers were also sliced off like radishes.

His flesh began to disappear. Bones were exposed.

Then, his palms completely fell off. His legs also separated from his body.

This was an extremely bitter and horrible scene.

Apart from the sounds of flying swords battering Zhang Ping’s flesh, there was no other sound in this entire wasteland.

“Why, why, why, why, why?! I had so many methods, so why were they all ruined!”

“Why do even the heavens want me dead?!”

“Why is everything so unfair for me?!”

However, Zhang Ping’s voice sounded again.

When he spoke out, his body already couldn’t stand anymore.

His body was blasted flying by the sword stream.

Flying swords bombarded his body relentlessly, slamming his body back into the ground.

His body sank into the dirt. The surrounding air became calm again. There were no more ruthless flying swords condensed from natural vital energy, yet he could no longer stand back up.

He felt weak and powerless. It was hard for him to even speak.

Then, he saw someone’s body cover the sky above him.

He saw Lin Xi stand in front of him.

“All of us have already explained so much… don’t tell me that you still don’t understand?” Lin Xi looked at this Zhang Ping whose limbs were severed and whose body was in tatters, this Zhang Ping who was no longer powerful. He looked at those resentful and unreconciled eyes and said quietly, “This world will never belong to a single person. You have your thoughts, but others have theirs as well. That is why if a single person wishes to subdue this word through their own beliefs, they will always face the resistance of everyone else. That is why even if it was me who wanted to do the same thing as you, I would still lose. That is why you didn’t lose because I defeated you here. In the future, someone else would have still defeated you.”

Zhang Ping wanted to say something. However, his internal organs and flesh all began to flow out from within him.

He thought back to that cave in that devil king face, those black bugs whose internal organs were torn apart by his teeth.

He felt just like a completely powerless black bug.

He finally became aware of his situation.

He unknowingly howled in pain and said, “Lin Xi, I hate you! You’ve never seen me as a friend from the very start, right? You’ve always looked down on me, right?!”

Lin Xi looked at him quietly.

At this time, he thought of many past scenes. He thought of many students who could never come back to life, about many Yunqin soldiers who already left this world.

He didn’t reply to Zhang Ping’s question. He only silently turned around, leaving Zhang Ping behind.

Zhang Ping opened his mouth, yet he didn’t immediately say anything.

He saw two chunks of metal drop by his head.

These were two crude metal armguards.

…

Zhang Ping no longer said anything.

Countless scenes flashed past his head.

He began to feel pure loneliness and fear.

Suddenly, he sensed a familiar aura.

He forcefully opened his eyes.

He saw that appearance that often appeared in his mind.

He couldn’t understand Lin Xi, Qin Xiyue and the others’ feelings at all.

Yet now, he could suddenly sense the other party’s emotions.

He knew that this was Qin Xiyue’s final farewell because of what he did, because he used to be their friend.

“Why did things have to be this way?”

He still wasn’t willing to believe that he was wrong. He only blamed this world for changing them into what they were today.

He didn’t want others to see this disgusting and powerless appearance of his anymore. He didn’t want to see this world anymore either.

He closed his eyes in suffering.

His heart split open on its own, withering away.

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The wasteland entered a true deadly stillness.

Lin Xi stood on this wasteland alone, in a daze as he looked at the departed Zhang Ping.

His past fellow student, his former good friend who eventually became a true devil king that made the entire world tremble died. He felt like everything was a bit unreal, even feeling like all of this was too sudden, a bit unrealistic.

After remaining in a stupor for a long time, he began to wonder to himself. Would the Zhang Ping who just died choose to live a different life if he was allowed to live again?