Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Just as the old woman was immersed in grief, a figure suddenly flew out from the distant sky.

The figure fell vertically, crashing directly into the ground with a deafening explosion, all under the watchful eyes of many demon soldiers and generals in Dongling City.

Upon seeing who it was, the old woman suddenly stood up and rushed over, exclaiming in surprise, "Father?"

Indeed, the person in front of them was none other than Yao Xinghai, the Blood Ancestor who was being chased by Lin Che, and this old woman was Yao Xixue, the daughter of the Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai.

Before Yao Xixue could react, she saw Lin Che, holding the Silver Dragon Demon Spear, walking over. When she saw his handsome face, memories from a past life flooded back into her mind.

“It’s you…Brother Lin…”

Lin Che also noticed Yao Xixue's location, and his expression subtly changed when he saw that she was still living here as a mortal.

"It's been so many years, I never expected to see you still here..."

Lin Che landed steadily on the ground and looked at Yao Xixue in front of him. He could sense that Yao Xixue's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Ascending Realm, which was a breakthrough in the past few decades.

Yao Xixue smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, for mortals, decades is a lifetime, but for immortals, decades is just a blink of an eye."

Lin Che nodded, his gaze then falling on Yao Xinghai lying on the ground. He then said softly, "Yao Xinghai, you can die now."

Just as Lin Che was about to make his move, Yao Xixue immediately stepped in front of Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai, opened her arms, and her appearance changed from that of an old woman back to her original form.

Her figure was graceful, like willow catkins dancing in the air, every movement exuding an intoxicating elegance; her face was fresh and refined, like a lotus flower emerging from the mud unsullied.

Even after so many years, she still exudes a youthful charm, giving people the feeling of meeting their first love.

Lin Che stared at Yao Xixue in front of him, frowned and asked, "Yao Xixue, what do you want to do?"

Yao Xixue looked at her father, Yao Xinghai, who was already weak and on the verge of death, and said with red eyes, "Brother Lin, please don't kill my father!"

Lin Che took a deep breath, slowly raised the Silver Dragon Demon Spear in his hand, and aimed it at Yao Xixue in front of him: "Yao Xixue, step aside. I don't want to fight you. You should know what your father did back then."

"No—no matter what, he is still my father."

Yao Xixue looked at Lin Che sadly. From Lin Che's eyes, she could tell that this man only felt pity for her, but not a trace of love.

Yao Xixue understood that Lin Che had never loved her...

Her beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow. "If you want to kill me, then kill me. I beg you, spare my father. I'm begging you, please."

Lin Che forced himself to harden his heart, took a step forward with his right foot in an instant, and lightly slapped Yao Xixue with his left hand, his palm instantly turning blood red.

Faced with Lin Che's attack, Yao Xixue did not dodge or evade. Her beautiful eyes held a poignant sadness, and even a sense of relief. She straightened her high chest and met the attack head-on.

Lin Che moved quickly; in the instant he made his move, he seemed to slide forward as if skimming the ground, and Yao Xixue was also moving forward to meet him.

This sudden change was so unexpected that even Yao Xinghai, the Blood Ancestor, who was hidden by Yao Xixue's body, didn't see it clearly. His mental energy was severely damaged and far from recovered, so he couldn't use his mental energy to probe and control the overall situation as he used to.

It wasn't until Lin Che got close enough to Yao Xixue that Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai noticed his attack, and by then it was too late to come to her rescue.

With Yao Xixue's strength, although she is still one of the best among the younger generation of cultivators, she is still far from being able to compare with Lin Che, let alone in this situation where she does not resist at all.

Just as she was about to perish in Lin Che's hands, suddenly, Lin Che's seemingly incredibly swift left hand rose sharply, changing from a slap to a grab.

Yao Xixue felt a numbness in her shoulder as Lin Che's hot, large hand gripped her entire right shoulder.

A tingling and numb sensation instantly spread throughout her body. She felt a wave of numbness wash over her, and then she was thrown to the side as if she were riding on clouds. Under the control of Lin Che's immortal power, she was flung dozens of meters away.

Lin Che's movements were completely fluid. As he flung Yao Xixue away with his left hand, he swung the top-grade Void Treasure Silver Dragon Demon Spear in his right hand, bringing with it a fan-shaped streak of bloody light, and slashed straight at Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai.

In that instant, it was as sparkling as if it were carved from golden crystal, and in almost a flash of light, it reached the top of Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai's head.

Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai would certainly not sit idly by and wait to die. After all, he was a peak-level mid-stage Pure Nirvana expert, and the blood-red symbol on his forehead suddenly lit up.

The moment the blood-red symbol on the forehead of Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai lit up, a thick, ink-black blood-red mist rose around him.

A ferocious phantom of a blood beast faintly emerged from the mist, unleashing a deafening roar at the Silver Dragon Demon Spear.

The blood-red light from the demonic spear collided violently with the crimson mist, unleashing a blinding burst of light. The ground of Dongling City trembled violently, demon soldiers and generals were blown away by the shockwave, and the city walls collapsed with a deafening roar.

Lin Che's expression was cold and stern. The silver light flowing on the Silver Dragon Demon Spear intensified, and the power bursting from the spear tip continuously compressed the blood-red mist.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yao Xinghai retreated swiftly from the mist, forming hand seals and chanting incantations. Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in the earth, and a crimson blood spring gushed out, transforming into a blood dragon that lunged at Lin Che.

Lin Che snorted coldly, his figure flashing like a ghost, dodging the blood dragon's attack while raising his hand to shoot out several golden sword energies, shredding the blood dragon into dust.

Seeing his attack broken, Yao Xinghai's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint. He suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing his chest covered with strange patterns. He spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which merged into the blood talisman above his head.

The blood talisman shone brightly, and a huge crimson vortex formed above his head, its suction force like a black hole, frantically devouring the surrounding spiritual energy.

Lin Che's eyes narrowed, realizing that the other party was about to use a forbidden secret technique. He dared not be careless and mobilized all his immortal power. He raised the Silver Dragon Demon Spear high above his head, the spear body shining brightly with silver light, and the sound of a dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"go to hell!"

Lin Che roared, and the demonic spear, carrying a world-destroying aura, pierced straight into the blood-red vortex.

Just then, a weak but urgent voice rang out: "No!"

It turned out that Yao Xixue, who had been thrown aside, struggled to her feet and, ignoring her injuries, desperately ran towards the battlefield...

Lin Che frowned slightly as he watched Yao Xixue charge forward again. Then, with a flick of his fingers, he summoned his immortal sword, trapping her firmly in place and preventing her from leaving the barrier even a step. (End of Chapter)